Chapter 396 Seal

Get-rich-quick schemes are often difficult to talk about, such as grave robbery.

Du Qianqian's destination is Shiyin Dawang Karst Cave, which is not far away, only 15 miles away from the residence. Silla is very small, so go and return quickly.

After walking for 10 minutes, Du Qianqian saw a black shared bicycle beside the damaged road, so he rode on it and continued to pedal towards his destination. It doesn’t cost money, and after the company that operated it went bankrupt, its software was cracked by the hacker organization No Camera, and since then they have become real shared vehicles that anyone can ride.

Why is it called sharing if you have to pay? Du Qianqian thought to himself. Isn't it a tool for companies to make money? However, if it can't make a profit, the company has no incentive to develop these things.

No, why develop shared bicycles? With such advanced technology, it is so difficult to provide one hundred bicycles to everyone in the world. Du Qianqian was thinking wildly while riding.

Soon she received a short message from Yoshioka Mizuiro.

"Where is it?" Yoshioka Mizuiro asked.

"Outside." Du Qianqian replied vaguely.

"Be careful." Yoshioka Mizuiro followed the message with a smiley emoji, "You should go out in the shuttle."

This kind of care made Du Qianqian feel at a loss. She felt that it was all cheap emotions, and she was also a cheap witch. Du Qian moved forward and saw that the wilderness and hills were shrouded in darkness. The Shiyin Dawang Cave is located in the demilitarized zone at the southern foot of Yaoyin Mountain, which is quite remote.

Wait until daytime?

That would be too slow.

"Not far, I'll go and have a look." Du Qianqian replied. She estimated how long it would take for a 15-mile journey.

At least take a look at what that tomb looks like, Du Qianqian has always been bold and has no scruples.

Cycling, cycling, it's boring; Du Qianqian didn't like to think at first, but riding a bicycle at night was so boring that she couldn't help but start thinking.

One-third of the Witch's thinking is made up of memories, and what she remembers most now is the few times she went out to play with the boss, and she discovers something new every time. She couldn't help but want to go out with the boss a few more times, but that was too difficult.

Reach for what you want! Such a creed was deeply ingrained in Du Qianqian's heart. There is always a chance.

Du Qianqian saw something dark moving in the distance of the road.

She didn't know what was approaching, and hurriedly pushed the bicycle into the dry field among the bushes beside the road.

Immediately afterwards, a large armored vehicle drove over, making Du Qianqian feel lucky that he avoided it quickly. The armored vehicle was painted with the identification code of the K2 Corps, and the headlights were damaged, so the lights were weak, casting vague brown and yellow shadows in the dark night. It was full of people, all of them soldiers from Silla Company, which obviously violated the regulations. Even the barrels of machine guns, anti-aircraft gun platforms, rear fuel tanks and armored skirts were filled with people, using armored vehicles as troop carriers, on the road gallop.

She saw sparks in the dark, where they were smoking, and many bright cell phone screens, illuminating the soldiers' sad faces.

Now Du Qianqian can see clearly that the Silla people look very similar to the Xia people. The only difference is that the Xia people hardly dye their hair, but the Silla people dye their hair very frequently. They all dye their hair golden or white. Fashion; the use of beauty prosthetics is also very common, and a more three-dimensional nose, double eyelids, thin chin and sharp lips have been transformed, especially if they are from Xingping South Road, they are more likely to be infected with the so-called wind, even soldiers Oily noodles.

Du Qianqian saw that they carried all kinds of sundries on their hands and shoulders, including pots and pans, food, water, and daily necessities in bamboo baskets. They seemed to have just been transferred from some barracks. Bring it on.

After the armored vehicle passed by, Du Qianqian rode forward for five miles, only to see a village that had been looted, with about a hundred households in it.

The smell of the dead.

Du Qianqian turned into a black fire commando and went to the village to check. Fresh corpses were thrown in the ditch, and eight or nine people fell to the ground. The body exploded, and these bodies were charred black. She turned her head and saw a row of dead men with their backs leaning against the wall, sitting on the base of the wall, with bullet holes all over their stomachs and chests, very neat.

She didn't see any survivors, blood was still flowing everywhere, the house was kept open at night, and there were no relics on the road. Two rebel soldiers were killed and tied to a tree, as if to vent their anger, their stomachs were pierced.

This village seems to have been forgotten, and only third-party evaluation agencies that verify the data will include it as a reference.

Du Qianqian looked at the darkness around him. This is a piece of rubble in front of him, a number ten years later, and a placeholder a hundred years later.

cheap! Du Qianqian laughed in his heart.

100 funds can buy 300 rounds of bullets and kill 100 people. A person can earn 2 million in his lifetime, which means 200 million will be wiped out, which is not an equivalent exchange at all.

Du Qianqian was daring, and went around the village again to check the dead bodies, wanting to see if there were any living people, but she really made her find a person pretending to be dead.

A man covered in mud lay on the ground, merging himself with the muddy pond at the entrance of the village, thus avoiding disaster. When Du Qianqian kicked him, he couldn't take it anymore and whimpered.

"Forgive me—forgive me—" He yelled lowly, his mouth and nose were covered in stinky mud, so the sound he made was not the same.

"You're lucky." Du Qianqian took out two nutrient creams from his pocket and threw them to him, then left the massacred village without looking back.

She continued to move forward and arrived at Shiyin Dawang cave after an hour.

The entire karst cave is located in the dense forest at the foot of the mountain. The surface part is a palace-like semi-underground entrance, made of white rock. There are staggered seals at the entrance, which are covered with symbols written in secret script. trembling slightly.

Tour companies tried to develop it into an attraction, but it didn't work, leaving only the abandoned ticket booth. Du Qianqian could see the reason for the failed operation. This place is really spooky. Except for Du Qianqian who is fearless, who would dare to visit such a place of ghosts.

The two pillars are separated on the left and right. The left pillar is engraved with the private life of the abandoned prince Li Yan. Du Qianqian held up his mobile phone and illuminated it with light, and his story was recorded in half-text on the pillar. Li Yan has been extremely intelligent since he was a child, able to communicate with heaven, human beings, gods and ghosts. He learned the recipes of refining tools and alchemy from ancient books.

Engraved on the right column is a proclamation, which was written by the ceremonial official at that time, criticizing Li Yan for not asking about the government, being suspicious and worrying, and frequently executing dissidents. His younger brother Li Jinshang listened to the voice of the stars and knew that Li Yan Such a perverse action will bring catastrophe to Silla, so in compliance with the law, Li Yan is imprisoned in the depths of Shiyin King's cave, thinking that his tomb will never come out.

In this way, the deposed prince Li Yan was trapped deep in the cemetery until he starved to death. There are many things buried with him, not only gold, silver and jewelry, but also the results of his research on immortality.

Priceless. Du Qianqian thought to himself.

She walked forward step by step. Du Qianqian had been trained as a spy, with keen senses, and could distinguish the way forward without using light. She bent down to sneak under the seal, so as not to destroy it, but she still felt that she had touched something, and she was drumming in her heart. If there was some kind of restriction on the seal, then she should have triggered it.

A dead ancient man. Du Qianqian comforted himself. What is there to be afraid of? Could it be that it practiced immortality and came over to attack itself like a zombie?

Du Qian moved his heart and entered the cemetery.

She saw many soldiers died in the corridor just entered, and was surprised to find that they were all modern entertainment company soldiers. She knelt down and vigilantly distinguished their causes of death with her fingertips. The extremely astonishing sharp weapon seemed to have been cut open in the chest by a giant ax suddenly. The dead body was very fresh, as if it had died recently.

Did they break the seal? When Du Qianqian looked back, he could still see the moonlight shining on the entrance, casting bright white spots.

Du Qian moved away from these dead bodies, only thinking about getting Li Yan's treasure, and thinking about what he had to be afraid of! So he changed from the image of the Black Fire Commando to the image of a professional explorer. This person has been on the cover of outdoor survival magazines. In this way, Du Qianqian felt even more emboldened, as if he also had the courage and survival of that explorer. Skill.

The cemetery is built according to the trend of the cave, with twists and turns, and the general trend is getting deeper and deeper.

This is also related to the ancient secret beliefs of Silla. Their death worship is quite special. They believe that after death, the soul can sink or rise. If it sinks, it will enter the underworld and be reincarnated into different creatures. possible. If it rises, it will have the opportunity to throw itself into the starry sky and reincarnate as a fairy who can manipulate reality. That is a knowledgeable and capable existence, which is different from ordinary people.

Therefore, the tombs of the monarchs of the Li Dynasty were built as high as possible, while the tombs of the abandoned prince Li Yan meandered downwards, reaching bottomless depths.

Du Qian moved away for ten minutes, and when she turned her head, she could no longer see any light and no way back.

The surrounding air is humid, and the narrow tomb passage can only allow a maximum of two people to walk side by side. The walls are wet and uneven, and even the ashes have not been wiped. Stalagmites can be seen everywhere soaking in shallow water. The stalactite piles above the head sometimes drop dew, and there is a sound when they fall to the ground, which is the trace of man-made objects. Rarely, she could only see bronze candlesticks embedded in the narrow passage, but none of the candles were lit.

There is water here, and Li Yan can live for many days even if he is locked up here. Du Qianqian thought to himself.

He probably broke through the immortality technique at the last moment of his life in order to survive.

Du Qianqian looked at the more secluded and convoluted erosion corridor in front of him, and felt even more fearful. It would be quite scary if he had a fight with the living dead Li Yan in this cemetery.

But on second thought, if Li Yan is killed, take his body back and sell it.

How much money can be sold?

Du Qianqian stood where he was, trembling with excitement from his own thoughts. A Li Yan who lived for five hundred years! With so much ancient secret knowledge in his mind, it can be sold for at least 100 million! If it is dead, it will definitely be discounted, but it is also worth ten to twenty million. Wealth Freedom waved to Du Qianqian at the bottom of Shiyin King's cave, and she couldn't help but walk down.

Longevity, money, no matter what makes Du Qianqian's heart beat.

She walked down cautiously and greedily, and the road under her feet gradually changed, from the original stone soil to a corridor paved with large blue bricks, and the narrow corridor gradually widened. Finally connected is a stone palace!

There are bluestone walls on both sides, and a solid dome on the top. The bronze torch is always on beside Du Qianqian, illuminating a huge black door in front of her.

Du Qianqian held his breath.

This door is too big, too beautiful and too heavy. Du Qianqian didn't know if she could push it open with her strength. But Li Yan must be behind this door, if she pushes the door open, Li Yan will definitely notice it.

Her heart was beating wildly, she was sweating profusely, and she just felt that it was a disaster for her to go so deep.

She squatted on the ground, frantically clicked on her mobile phone, and wrote a suicide note with hundreds of words, thanking the boss, Mrs. Faroza, thanking 101, 102, thanking Yoshioka Mizuro, thanking the Shijin Building and the Witch Council.

If something goes wrong, the fatal letter will definitely not be issued, but Du Qianqian doesn't care, he has his mind.

go in.

Du Qianqian held the solid stone gate with both hands, pressed his body forward, and pressed his feet firmly against the ground, using it as a fulcrum, letting his whole body weight rest on the stone gate, allowing it to move slowly.

The stone door was opened a crack, and Du Qianqian was able to see the situation inside.

She stopped pushing and looked in with one eye, her gaze was immediately attracted by the coffin in the middle of the stone room.

It is said that Faroza was dug out of the coffin. Du Qianqian swallowed. Master Farosha is a priceless treasure, billions? The coffin in front of him must be worth a fortune again, and Li Yan must be inside.

She was thinking wildly, and while speeding up the movement of pushing the door, the door opened wider and wider, and the damp and cold wind swept out, pounced on Du Qianqian, entangled like hundreds of innocent souls, Du Qianqian's cowardice and greed competed with each other, In the end, greed got the better of her, forcing her to keep pushing. When the door opened a gap of about 50 centimeters, she squeezed through sideways.

At this time, Du Qianqian vaguely saw a figure behind the door, which made her heart stop for a while in fright, and she still had lingering fears when she squeezed through the door.

What's that?

Calm down, calm down... Du Qianqian thought to himself. Then venture to the central sarcophagus.

Will Li Yan hide himself in it to sleep?

Or did he die here forever?

Du Qianqian looked around, but he didn't see any trace of the abandoned prince Li Yan, nor did he continue to see that figure.

She pushed open the coffin cover with all her strength, just like opening a door, she first pushed open a gap of tens of centimeters, and then looked inside, but it was pitch black and she couldn't see anything except a pair of bones and feet.

Tired of Li? Du Qianqian wanted to see the specific content clearly, so with both hands, he pushed the lid of the coffin, which weighed about a dozen kilograms, away.

"What are you doing here?"

Hearing someone talking behind him, Du Qianqian softened.

"I, I, I—" Du Qianqian wanted to say something fiercely, but he couldn't utter a word, and it took a long time to hold back a few words, "I'm here... to find the technique of immortality."

There was a silence.

"I have found Li Yan's immortality technique." The voice behind him continued.

Du Qianqian turned his head.

She saw a tall, cold woman with white hair and red eyes.

Micro October.