The murals are incomplete, obviously not left behind to inherit art. Yan Ning roughly guessed that these murals should have been left by craftsmen who built the ancient tomb for King Gouwei.

However, there are already scenes of people trapped in the murals, so where did the craftsmen who left these murals go?

The mural ended in a hurry, and Yan Ning was not in the mood to watch it anymore. He didn't know that the ghost minister was lost in this soul-suspended ladder like him, and he was worried that the ghost minister would catch up.

Yan Ning racked his brains and finally recalled that Miao Dabao once told him how to crack the soul ladder, which was to climb around with his eyes closed.

The principle of the Soul-Suspension Ladder is nothing more than constantly changing the position of the reference object, causing the unlucky ghosts in it to lose their direction. If Yan Ning closes his eyes, ignores the changes in the outside world at all, and covers his head and moves forward, he may be able to find an exit.

This was also the only way. Yan Ning had no choice but to turn off the flashlight and climb up in the dark.

After the flashlight was turned off, the corridor suddenly became pitch black and there was no five fingers. Yan Ning could only hear a rustling sound in the corridor. Although he was terrified, he still had to bite the bullet and move forward.

In the darkness, Yan Ning suddenly touched a cold hand. He suddenly felt a sank in his heart, and he ran down a few meters before stopping. After listening carefully, he could not see any sound on his head.

What's going on? Whose hand I touched just now belongs to? Yan Ning couldn't help but ask himself in his heart.

The tomb of King Gou is full of mechanisms. The corpse and human-faced spider he saw before had already made Yan Ning feel a little afraid of the unknown. Now, in this corridor where he could not see his fingers, he suddenly felt a cold hand. Even he didn't know whether this hand was a human or a ghost.

In the darkness, Yan Ning felt his scalp numb, and the heavy breathing sounded in the corridor.

"Damn, I'm a Taoist priest, I'm afraid of a ball!"

Suddenly, Yan Ning cursed softly, then turned on the flashlight and looked up. He saw that there were three corpses on Yan Ning's head that were pressed into a ball, blocking the corridor above.

These three corpses were wearing coarse cloth clothes and could not see clearly, but their palms were thick. Yan Ning judged that these three should be craftsmen who built the tomb for King Gou.

The murals on the rock wall of the Suspension Soul Ladder should also be left behind by them.

However, since they were in the mood to paint in the soul ladder, how could they die here tragically?

The three of them were like a ball of glutinous rice, which was strangely kneaded into a ball and blocked the exit. However, due to the thousand-year weathering, Yan Ning only touched it slightly, and the three corpses suddenly turned into ashes and landed on Yan Ning. Yan Ning was not careful and a lot of ashes fell into his eyes. He felt a little disgusted and couldn't help but lower his head and retching.

Fortunately, Yan Ning brought the last can of drinking water, and now he didn't care about anything else, so he poured it all into his mouth and rinsed it in one breath.

"It's so fucking disgusting!" Yan Ning still felt a churning in his stomach when he used up a bottle of water.

Fortunately, the road on my head was finally cleared, and Yan Ning just wanted to leave this strange soul ladder as soon as possible.

After climbing up less than ten meters and pushing open a block of empty stone slabs, Yan Ning felt that his eyes suddenly became clear. He saw that outside the exit of the Suspension Soul Ladder was a huge and grand tomb temple, about 300 square meters in size, and the eternal light on the rock wall had been lit.

Around the Nether Palace is a circle of dry ditches that are more than ten meters deep. There are countless corpses lying densely below. These corpses are a little larger than what Yan Ning and Bai Tong had encountered before. The smallest ones are the size of a palm, which looks extremely terrifying.

A long stone bridge crosses the ditch and leads directly to the center. There are dragons and phoenixes on the stone bridge. There are six bloodletting grooves on the bridge head, and six different white bones are placed on it.

"Three animals reach the sky, and three animals reach the earth?" Yan Ning raised his eyebrows. This King Gou Wei did not seem to be a fool. He knew that he had done too many bad things during his lifetime, so he had to use this method to protect his tomb.

When building tombs in ancient times, after the construction of the underground palace was completed, three animals of pigs, cattle, sheep and animals were slaughtered in the tomb and tied up three animals to the ground, in order to ask the creatures near the ancient tomb to give peace to this place so that the tomb owner should rest in peace and not be disturbed.

This statement is called "Three animals reach the sky, and three animals reach the earth."

The exit of the Soul-Suspension Ladder is about ten meters above the Nether Hall. Yan Ning took out the rope from his backpack, fixed it slightly, and then jumped down from the Nether Hall and landed lightly in front of the Nether Hall.

"This is King Gou Wei's Nether Palace? Why haven't Xiaoya and the others arrived yet?" Yan Ning looked around and said to himself in confusion after landing.

In the tomb of the emperor, the Nether Hall is where the emperor's coffin is stored. Yan Ning looked behind the stone bridge and placed a bronze-horned gold coffin at the end of the eternal lamp.

Yan Ning has long heard of the bronze horned golden coffin. It is said that the whole body is made of copper, and chicken blood must be mixed in when it is created to prevent the corpses in the coffin from cheating.

"Strange, didn't King Gou Wei want to be resurrected? Why did he arrange this bronze horned golden coffin for himself again? Isn't this a contradiction?"

Yan Ning frowned, looked at the bronze horn, and fell into deep thought.

The corpses in the ditch smelled Yan Ning's aura and gradually began to riot, all gathered in Yan Ning's direction, but despite the huge number, they still couldn't climb out of the deep pit.

"What's the meaning of the corpse that cannot climb out of the ditch?"

Yan Ning came to the ditch and looked down. When he saw the dense corpse, he thought that if it fell down, he might be eaten up in the blink of an eye.

After thinking hard but failed, Yan Ning said to himself depressedly: "I would have thought that Wang Tianci and the others were here at this time!"

After all, he was just a Taoist priest. Although he had a little research on Feng Shui, he was really an outsider in the fight. He couldn't think about it hard, so Yan Ning could only grit his teeth:

"If you can't think of a way to crack it, then just force yourself to break. I want to see how powerful this King Gou Wei is!"

Yan Ning took off his backpack, threw all his equipment aside, pulled out the Mingpo Knife, took a deep breath, slowly raised his foot, and stepped onto the stone bridge.

Click...

A sound of the mechanism came, and Yan Ning had no time to regret it. The platform behind him sank instantly and was surrounded by corpse. Seeing that there was no turning back, Yan Ning could only rush forward.

The stone bridge was about ten meters long. Every time Yan Ning took a step, he felt that he touched the mechanism. First, there were dark crossbows flying around and stone stakes emerging from the floor. If ordinary people came, they would have been shot into a hornet's nest, and then they fell into the ditch and were eaten by the corpse.

"What do I think it is? It turns out that it's just a little bit!"
Chapter completed!