Instructing the Archaeological Team, Was Actually Regarded As a Tomb Robber

"What is that?" Li Duoduo also saw it, her face full of shock.

Ye Cheng stared down with rather strange eyes.

"As expected of a geomantic treasure land, clear water for diving, choosing a day to transform into a dragon, this King Xian really knows how to choose a place!" Ye Cheng murmured!

The shadow below had disappeared.

It looks real, but it seems to be illusory.

"Why disappeared again?" Li Duoduo's face was full of curiosity!

"What is it?" Fatty Wang came over, chewing beef jerky and drinking mineral water.

As soon as he came over, it was almost poisonous, Li Duoduo hurriedly moved to the side and said: "Just now there was a shadow under the pool, it was very, very big, like a dragon!"

Fatty Wang stretched his neck and looked forward. When he saw the drop of tens of meters, he hurriedly put his head back.

"There won't be any monsters again?" He said worriedly!

Ye Cheng explained: "It's not a real dragon, it's just the transformation of the feng shui of the earth veins here. The feng shui here is really good, not half a cent worse than the general emperor's dragon cave. This king's luck is really against the sky. Found this place!"

"Heh, what's wrong with the luck, should the fat man beat him or lose his fight!" Fatty Wang didn't care.

Although he is a Tu Fuzi, he is not good at Feng Shui.

This thing is too mysterious for ordinary people to understand. They do it mainly by experience and tools.

Observing mud marks and recognizing the color of grass, this is the real skill.

Ye Cheng didn't say much, the three of them took a rest, and their physical strength had almost recovered, so they continued on the road.

"These vines are more than ten years old. It should be no problem to support us to climb up." Ye Cheng said!

Li Duoduo had no objection, but Fatty Wang was a little timid.

"What's the matter, fat man, do you have a question?" Ye Cheng asked!

Fatty Wang's face was ugly, "I, mine, yes, have a fear of heights!"

Ye Cheng smiled, "Don't worry, don't look down when climbing, just install the safety rope, everything will be fine!"

"Don't worry, fat brother, the vine is so thick, it must be fine!" Li Duoduo also said!

Fatty Wang was still a little apprehensive.

Ye Cheng shrugged, "If you don't climb up, then you can only jump down. Choose one!"

Fatty Wang stretched his head and looked down, and hurriedly said: "Also, let's climb up, it's so high, if I jump down, Fatty, I will fall into meat sauce and feed the fish!"

He knew very well in his heart that he was not a professional diver, and he would die if he fell from this height.

Ye Cheng twisted several vines together, pulled them to make sure they were strong enough, and then climbed up.

He is at the front.

The safety bolts were fixed at intervals, Li Duoduo followed behind, Fatty Wang was at the end, with his head raised high, not daring to look down.

I don't know if it's because I'm tired or I'm sweating from fright, my forehead is covered with sweat.

Ye Cheng crawled around looking for something.

According to the records in the novel, there should be a thousand-year-old cinnamon in these vines, and the cinnamon has grown into a human form and has spirituality.

This is a rare treasure of genius, Ye Cheng can't miss it no matter what.

But crawling and crawling, everyone stopped.

I saw the sun piercing through the clouds and illuminating the insect valley full of clouds.

A rainbow appeared above the waterfall like a flyover, colorful.

This is not the most amazing.

Above the colorful overpass, more and more pavilions and pavilions gradually appeared.

A magnificent palace complex gradually took shape.

There are pavilions, terraces and pavilions, carved beams and painted pillars, rockery and flowing water, everything that one expects to find.

This palace is like a heavenly palace, suspended above the Rainbow Bridge, it is extremely magnificent.

All three were stunned.

"Isn't this the palace pictured on the town mausoleum?" Li Duoduo said in surprise!

Ye Chengdao: "This should be the real building of Xianwang's tomb. The special celestial phenomenon makes the Minglou hidden underground show the tip of the iceberg!"

Fatty Wang said: "Is the tomb dedicated to Old Wang really so gorgeous?"

Ye Cheng nodded,

"It can't be wrong!"

"Then what are you waiting for, let's crawl!" Fatty Wang immediately became energetic.

When this guy thinks that the building is so richly built, how little gold, silver and treasures can be found there?

Immediately, it was as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

What fear of heights, that is not a problem.

"Who is King Xian? Is this his palace?" Queen Jingjue's voice sounded.

It can be heard that the arrogant Queen seems a little envious.

Compared with the palace in the sky, her palace seems to be much worse!

Ye Chengdao: "Compared to the previous emperors of the Dragon Kingdom, King Xian is just a small character, and this is just his Hades!"

"Little character..." The Jingjue Queen was a little depressed.

She felt that this man must be lying to herself.

She was the ruler of the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions back then, but the tomb was not as luxurious as this small character, how could it be possible.

Ye Cheng could think of Queen Jingjue's depression, but she didn't bother to pay attention to it, let her be depressed herself, so as to grind the pride of this tsundere queen.

Ye Cheng twitched his nose a few times, and suddenly smelled a fresh fragrance!

"coming!"

His eyes lit up immediately, and he was sure that the thousand-year-old cinnamon was by his side.

Ye Cheng twitched his nose again to confirm the direction of the smell, and then said to Li Duoduo and Fatty Wang: "You guys continue to climb up!"

"Brother Ye, what are you going to do?" Li Duoduo was a little worried.

"It's okay, there seems to be something next to it, I'll go and have a look!" Ye Cheng said, his body suddenly jumped up, and flew to the side.

Li Duoduo and Fatty Wang were dumbfounded, afraid that Ye Cheng would fall, they were all nervous.

Now I have climbed about 20 meters, and I will fall to a height of 40 to 50 meters.

Immortals will also be thrown to death.

But Ye Cheng firmly grasped the vines, fixed his figure, then opened the vines, and saw a pair of big watery eyes at a glance, and then looked at himself.

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I like to point out the archaeological team, but I was regarded as a tomb robber.