Tomb raiding: Trying to become a little painter

Chapter 222 Main Tomb Group

After everyone had entered the alley, Qin Henian led his men into the alley.

Time passed slowly, and the closer they got, the thinner the stone wall on the right side of the alley became. Until one moment, the stone wall disappeared, replaced by a layer of transparent quartz. The thickness of the quartz was unknown and could not be measured, because the quartz wall also blocked the transparent mercury. However, Qin Henian and the others could see the top layer of mercury, the silvery lake surface.

"My God! This is absolutely stunning!"

Behind Qin Henian, Wu Xie was utterly amazed by the beautiful Mercury River and exclaimed in admiration.

"Is it impressive? Go in and soak in it, it'll be even more impressive!"

Qin Henian, who was nearby, rolled his eyes and said something after hearing Wu Xie's praise.

Isn't it said that the prettier something is, the more poisonous it is? Did Wu Xie even take Hei Xiazi's professional classes seriously?!

"There's no need to soak it! Haha, I just wanted to show my admiration for the craftsmen from a thousand years ago."

Wu Xie had no intention of going to the underworld, so he interrupted Qin Henian and quietly followed behind him, enjoying the view.

On the other side, on the third level of the First Emperor's Mausoleum, the gunshots had gradually faded away, and the thick stench of blood filled a tomb cave.

The young patriarch of the Li family led the group through several passageways before finally reaching the entrance to a dozen or so passageways. He then stood at the entrance of the passageway with the strongest smell of blood, took out a sachet from his backpack, and waved it in front of everyone. They immediately understood his meaning and took out the same sachet from their backpacks and hung it on their hands. Only then did the group, led by the young patriarch of the Li family, walk into the tomb entrance.

Upon entering the tomb, small golden-shelled scorpions were still crawling around the tomb. The further they went in, the larger the scorpions became, but none of them seemed to have any intention of attacking the group. They seemed to be completely unaware that anyone had entered.

Seeing this situation, the young patriarch of the Li family waved the sachet in his hand. Fortunately, he had brought all the necessary tools with him when he went down into the tomb, otherwise his group would have been attacked just like those people from the Outer Qin.

The further you go in, the more human remains and fragments you see. You can even vaguely see the corpses of several golden-shelled giant crabs, their green blood still flowing into the ground from their bellies.

boom! boom! boom!

boom! boom! boom!

The walls inside grew larger and denser. Since the Li and Lu families hadn't been injured in the passageway, their speed naturally increased. After walking for half an hour, they saw a group of golden-shelled giant crabs blocking their view fighting a group of armed soldiers on the opposite side.

"Brothers, we've got a job! Everyone find a good spot, help our good scorpion out here, finish him off with a few shots, and take those bastards off the other side!!"

The elder of the Lu family had a fiery temper. Now that they had encountered the enemy, it was a fight to the death. Before the younger members of the Li family could speak, he began to give orders to the people in the group.

"Watch out for those important figures behind us, don't let a single one escape!"

The young patriarch of the Li family naturally had no intention of refuting Uncle Lu's words. In any case, this mission was beneficial to him, and his reputation in the family would rise significantly upon his return. Naturally, he would be more ruthless towards his enemies. He filled in the gaps in Uncle Lu's words after he finished speaking.

It was his sharp eyes that allowed him to see through the plans of the four or five well-equipped men behind him, each carrying a Luoyang shovel.

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The other teams were unaware of the commotion here and hadn't encountered it yet. Meanwhile, Qin Henian and his group spent another half hour before finally passing through the Mercury Alley before nightfall the following day.

They arrived at the exterior of a massive tomb chamber that resembled a terracotta army. With the help of Zhang Qilin, a master at activating mechanisms, and the friendly assistance of the tomb owner's close friend, the group safely entered the terracotta army chamber.

"The chariot and horse terracotta warriors cover an area of ​​seven or eight square kilometers. The chariot on the left has undergone special treatment, and its toxicity is stronger after oxidation. The right side is relatively safer, but there is a drawback. There are terracotta warriors, grooms, guards, maids, etc. If the terracotta warriors are well preserved, there are parasitic gu on the mummies inside. If they are not well preserved, the previous generations of old guys pried open their spines and put in a lot of good treasures from the southern border. If we go over there, we will definitely be raised up by the corpses!"

Qin Henian pointed to both sides of the chariot and horse figurine tomb chamber and introduced each location to everyone, also explaining the dangers within.

"Tsk tsk... Sigh! This blind man has learned a lot. Even the safe route we took was this dangerous. The rumor that the First Emperor's Mausoleum is a one-way street is really true!"

Black Bear raised his hand to touch his chin, smacked his lips, and glanced around before speaking.

"So this is the tomb chamber we have to climb to get to?"

After listening to Qin Henian's explanation, Xie Yuchen quickly grasped the hidden meaning. He looked up at the stone top, which was more than three meters high, and considered where to start climbing.

"This should be it. Xiaohua is right."

Wu Xie also agreed with Xie Yuchen's words and nodded.

"There's no other way. This tomb chamber is the culmination of the process of entering Zhao Zheng's tomb. This secret passage was originally reserved for me to enter."

Qin Henian shrugged, indicating that it was exactly as you thought: climbing a 180-degree vertical rock several thousand meters high relied on sheer willpower.

But since the chosen one has already arrived here, so close to Zhao Zheng's corpse, their fortunes should have converged. It would be wise for him to leave the group and go check ahead.

The idea that flashed through Qin Henian's mind instantly gave him the upper hand. He turned and winked at the reliable little Qilin. Whether the other understood or not, he didn't know, but Qin Henian had already reached the edge of the chariot pit, his hands outstretched, and he swung them.

A pair of soft, smooth, blue-purple gradient wings unfurled, each distinct gradient feather slightly bent and fluttering. With a burst of power from the wing roots, Qin Henian's pupils instantly turned into vertical pupils, his vision becoming clear and magnified. His pupils contracted and contracted with measured precision, and the point of force was even. Under the flashlight beam in the darkness, those beautiful wings vanished in a single flap in front of the chariot terracotta warrior pit.

The color vanished with the wind, moving as fast as a shooting star across space. After bypassing the several square kilometers of chariot terracotta warrior pits, Qin Henian seemed to be enveloped in a layer of golden light, passing through the walls. In the darkness, countless black crows with crimson eyes were startled and frightened away in another passageway. The golden light continued to pass through the walls, crossing a black river with completely black water, where he saw small but sharp-toothed piranhas. Afterward, he passed by four ancient ships moored on a circular sacrificial platform on a lake, and the golden light fell on the center of the altar.

Qin Henian transformed into human form and approached the familiar bronze pit. The dragon-shaped lines on the bronze were lifelike, and a section of human spine was quietly placed on an irregularly shaped greenish-blue meteorite more than half a meter long in the pit.

"Zhao Zheng, I'm leaving. I've completed this deal with Xiaotiandao, and it's time for you to be resurrected."

After a long silence, Qin Henian stood outside the bronze pit, looking down at the golden spine, recalling the dragon-shaped lines he had personally carved on it two thousand years ago.