Chapter 027 Black Poison

The fat man said suspiciously: "It's too abnormal for a dog to catch a mouse and a cat to look after the house. This place must be very close to Bilong Mountain. How can there be two large mausoleums in the same place?"

The fat man thought about it for a while, and then he beamed. In his words, it was so awesome. Since no one had gone in, he could just take the obvious items there.

I told the fat man not to forget the true purpose of this trip. One of Lao San’s hands was in danger, and another good hand was injured trying to save me on the river. Don’t always think about the bright weapon in your mind. If this is not the Longquan Ancient Tomb, what is it for us? That’s not a good thing!

Ever since Sima Yi walked on thin ice and cautiously annexed Cao Wei, he naturally wanted his Sima family to be in charge of the country forever.

But stolen things naturally don't live long. The short-lived Jin Dynasty was almost completely ruined in the chaos of Wuhu, and was despised by future generations.

It's just that I don't know which prince of the Jin Dynasty secretly made such a big effort and went against the rules of his ancestors to build such a majestic imperial mausoleum.

At that time, the Eight Kings Rebellion lasted for sixteen years, and new rebellions broke out constantly among the royal family, so that by the late Western Jin Dynasty, the imperial court was no longer able to control the national situation.

The eight kings attacked each other, rebellions and wars broke out everywhere among the people, and there were many foreigners who took advantage of the chaos to plunder.

In the south, there were also uprisings by the mutineers Du Zeng, Wang Ru and Zhang Chang.

As a result, the war zone of chaos across the country has become larger and larger, and has become out of control.

Thinking of this, my heart suddenly moved.

Is it possible that this unprecedented underground palace is inextricably related to the Eight Kings Rebellion?

The thoughts in our minds continued to expand. Under the urging of the fat man, the three of us stepped onto the stone bridge. After crossing the stone bridge, we could reach the starting point of the thirteen steps.

In the center of the stone bridge, I couldn't help but look down at the dark water. The river was still flowing outward, as if its source was at the bottom of this magnificent underground palace.

According to the common layout of the underground palace, the moat should be built around the city. The so-called running water should be enclosed and not enter. There should not be tributaries entering the bottom of the underground palace to corrode the foundation.

Looking at the direction of the river, it seems that the underground river has completely passed through the underground palace. This situation is extremely easy to cause water vapor to penetrate through the stones, thereby destroying the humidity balance inside the palace, making it difficult to maintain the anti-corrosion effect of the underground palace.

Seeing that I was still studying the underground river, the fat man couldn't help but say a few words, and then insisted on stepping up the stone steps to see the entrance to the main hall.

If the stone door in the main hall has anti-theft measures, the brute force of three people will not be able to break open the stone door behind it, so explosive detonators must be placed in advance. The so-called three thunders when entering the door, it seems that if you want to enter the gate of this underground palace, you must listen for the sound.

But the fat man had only stepped onto the third stone step when he hurried back and said to me nervously: "Old Cao, something is wrong!"

I saw that the Colt he was holding had the safety turned on, so I asked him what happened just now and whether he saw something strange in front of the stone door.

The fat man shook his head, pointed to it and said to me: "There seems to be something up there! Something that can fly! It's quite big!"

It turned out that the fat man knew that I was cautious, so he wanted to take the lead and went to the stone gate alone to place the detonator.

In this way, I will study and understand the trend of this underground river, including the reasons for it. His work on breaking the door will not be delayed either.

The three of them had already lost their drinking water, and he didn't want to work underground with dry lips.

The sooner you figure out whose underground palace this is, the sooner you can decide whether to return to Zhelong Valley, reselect the route, and continue to explore the top entrance of Bilong Mountain.

However, he had just stepped onto the third stone step, and the area illuminated by the searchlight told him that something was flying on the two stone statues in front of the stone gate.

The originally tall stone statue suddenly seemed much lower, so he judged that a huge bird creature must have been perched on top of the stone statue just now, but the distance was too far, and he could not clearly see what it was that took off. .

But his intuition told him that it was not much smaller than a vulture!

I raised my head and looked up, and the top was also dotted with green stars, very much like the top of an underground palace decorated with countless luminous pearls.

I observed for a moment, and although I didn't want to question whether Fatty was right, I did not see any black shadow passing by.

Just now, my mind was filled with conjectures and considerations about the source of the river under the stone bridge. At this time, I had to buckle up and focus on the thirteen stone steps.

The fat man just said that he only noticed something taking off on the stone statue in front of the palace gate when he stepped on the third stone step.

In other words, that thing did not respond defensively to our behavior on the moat bridge.

It only responded when the fat man stepped up the stone steps to approach the main hall door.

Intuition told me that the two living creatures would not stick to the gate of the main palace for a thousand years, but I couldn't imagine any birds that could thrive in the dark underground palace for thousands of years.

Therefore, the fat man's statement that it was some kind of bird that took off may not be accurate.

But if it’s a bat, is there really a bat bigger than a vulture?

Long Wu put his hand on the handle of the knife, looked at the stone door of the main hall in the distance, and suddenly said in a cold voice: "There is indeed something up there, and it is approaching us!"

Fatty, several years of sailing career have made him very sensitive to the approaching danger.

But in front of Long Wu, it was like a small witch seeing a big witch.

Only I, the antiques dealer, seemed to have the least experience in wild survival among the three. In this ancient tomb exploration mission, I also mainly assumed the role (responsibility) of a military advisor.

Long Wu is a killer in the night, while Fatty is more like a warrior charging into battle.

Some people are so gifted that their eyes can see things in the dark as if they were in daylight. It is currently unknown whether Long Wu has this ability.

But at this moment, Fatty and I both caught a dark shadow with our searchlights. The dark shadow passed over the seventh stone steps at an extremely fast speed, like a black lightning.

Although it was just a quick glance, I immediately made the same judgment as Fatty.

That is indeed not a bat, but some kind of giant bird! It is covered with black feathers!

When it comes to giant raptors, the first two words that come to mind are two words.

Eagle?

The symbol of the United States is the bald eagle, and the eagle can also represent a symbol of strength.

Eagle eagles have a huge appetite and are not suitable for living in such dark and low places. Although this palace is as high as Mount Tai to us, the eagle is an extraordinary thing soaring ten thousand meters in the sky. How could he put a mere underground palace in his eyes?

He rolled his eyes again and considered carefully, what kind of bird could grow to such a huge size?

It suddenly occurred to me that the messenger in the night is indeed a large bird that is active at night.

That's the barn owl!

The barn owl is also a medium to large owl! Although it is not the largest owl species, it has a wingspan of up to 1.5 meters and its pecks are extremely sharp. It is truly a bird of prey.

But among the barn owls, the monkey-faced owl is the most common, and its overall color is lighter, between white and gray.

The giant black bird that just passed overhead obviously did not fit the characteristics of this type of owl.

The fat man said impatiently: "Since it might be an owl, that's easy to say. I heard that creatures will continue to mutate during evolution. Maybe these big birds and raptors were white when they moved in, and after thousands of years of darkness, they became the same as The environment in this underground palace has become one. I would say we turn off the searchlights and save those things from surrounding us."

I stopped the fat man and said, "You have been a sailor for several years and you don't have any common sense! They have already adapted to the darkness. Turning on the light will dazzle their eyes. Otherwise, the only blind people in this underground palace will be the three of us!" "

As soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly felt something was wrong behind me. When I spoke, my back was turned to the stone bridge. I was just standing there studying the dark river below, and I never noticed the wind.

At this time, I faintly noticed that a dark wind was coming towards me quickly. The dark wind was full of murderous intent and seemed to be heading straight to the top of my head!

Just like a person walking on the road, if a fierce dog catches up from behind, even if the fierce dog does not make any bark, the person being chased can immediately tell that something is wrong!

Just now, my attention was completely focused on the thirteen stone steps, thinking that the raptors in the dark only move around the stone gate of the underground palace.

Now I am screaming in my heart that something is not good, it seems that the same kind of thing is being copied from behind!

not good!

I immediately shouted: "We were fooled! That one on the stone steps just now was just confusing us!"

I spoke quickly, and the fat man fired faster.

Chuchuchu!

Three muffled sounds.

Before I even had time to turn around, I felt a feathered guy crashing to the ground less than one meter behind me.

All three bullets hit!

That guy should have been killed on the spot! Because it fell to the ground, I could only hear a slight struggle for less than half a second, like a dying creature taking its last breath, and even the power to lift its wings was completely lost.

Just now, the bullet slid past my body, and I really didn't want to experience the feeling too much.

I took a deep breath, then shrank my neck and slowly turned my head.

The fat man was pointing at the black bird on the ground and shouted: "Old Cao, look, this guy is not a night owl!"

I saw a black bird on the ground with a small head, extremely long wings, and a pair of sharp claws three times bigger than a human fist.

This... seems to be a black devil!

The word "鸩" in "黑鸩" is also the second character in the word "drinking poison to quench thirst".

The meaning of drinking poison to quench thirst is nothing more than: a person drinks highly toxic liquid in order to quench his thirst.

It means that although it solved its own crisis in a very short period of time, it was also the road to self-destruction!

The word "鸩" represents extremely poisonous, and so does the word "鸩"!

The blackbird has always been a legendary poisonous bird. Taking one of its feathers and soaking it in wine can easily kill several people.

According to legend, the blackbird has a small head, long wings and large claws. Looking at it, we can see that it is a strange bird with extremely uncoordinated body proportions. But overall, it is slightly larger than an eagle.

And now the strange bird under his feet has all the characteristics consistent with the legendary Black Poison.

Could it be that its jet-black feathers are really poisonous?

Hearing that it might be a poisonous bird, I guessed that the fat man was secretly frightened. Fortunately, he didn't hesitate when he fired the gun. Otherwise, the three Zhelong Valley sworn brothers would have burned the yellow paper in less than twenty-four hours.