The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

Mo Shang's voice was very calm, but it made Luo Qifeng feel very frightened.

"You mean, these tomb guards were sure that someone would come down and rob this tomb, so in order to avoid being shaken by shoveling the blood and soil, they deliberately hid this part with blue bricks?"

This means that those people deliberately calculated where the half-assed Feng Shui master would be, and deliberately made a deep pit to cover up the blood and soil to make everyone relax their vigilance.

Everyone is guarding against tomb robbers, but they are afraid that the tomb robbers will not enter the tomb.

Is there something here that is waiting for others to release it? !

Such speculation made the expressions of the four people except Mo Shang become very ugly.

However, Luo Qi was only slightly frightened, so she walked to the tomb door and stretched out her hand to touch it. The cold and smooth touch made her stunned for a moment as she expected to touch stone bricks.

"This is a whole piece of granite, so it's not easy to explode."

"Don't worry, Mr. Luo. As long as I know the thickness, I can blow up a tunnel for you." Yang Liang put down his backpack and took out the detonator and explosives.

Mo Shang walked over and tapped his index finger on the stone slab.

"Thirty centimeters." After saying that, he led Luo Qifeng back to the burglar's cave.

After Yang Liang fiddled with it, he set a time and everyone ran to Luo Qifeng's side.

10, 9, 8…

Every second of waiting was slowed down by time, and everyone's hearts were raised in their throats as they stared at the sealed door without blinking.

Suddenly there was a loud "bang", and before Luo Qifeng could close his eyes, he was hugged into a cold embrace.

Mo Shang didn't let her go until the dust gradually dispersed.

A faint blush appeared on Luo Qifeng's ears as everyone looked at her.

"Let's go! Why are you still standing there!" He scolded angrily and strode towards the half-man-high hole.

When everyone first came in, the world behind the door was still dark, but as the air rushed in, balls of will-o'-the-wisps floated up, illuminating the dark tomb.

It should be more appropriate to say that this place is an empty valley.

The front is full of large seas of red flowers, which are so beautiful that it makes people feel happy, but paired with the faint will-o'-the-wisps, it looks extremely weird.

"It's so beautiful!" Han Yichen sighed from the side.

Luo Qifeng glanced at him as if he had seen a ghost, "You actually think this face of hundreds of will-o'-the-wisps and butterflies is beautiful?!"

"What Mingdie? Isn't that a flower?" Han Yichen came back to his senses and asked with some confusion.

"The underworld butterfly only looks like a flower when it sleeps there quietly, but this thing is born from large pieces of rotten flesh. If the flying dust falls on the body, it will cause people's skin to be corroded in an instant." Although Luo Qifeng has no actual combat experience, his family is a family that has been passed down from generation to generation. This is mostly a summary of experience.

I have encountered this kind of thing several times in my ancestors, but it is not too dangerous, as long as I don't wake them up.

But with so many underworld butterflies, there must be at least tens of thousands of dead bones underneath, right? !

Silently lamenting the worthlessness of human life in ancient times, they found an inconspicuous circular single-plank bridge in the sea of ​​butterfly flowers all over the sky.

This sea of ​​​​flowers is very large, at least 100 meters, so if something goes wrong with the circular single-plank bridge in the middle of the road, it is impossible to rush back.