The next day, after doing enough preparations, Chen Tuwa took the emperor sword to the place agreed with Ding Yang on the phone last night.

That is a relatively remote bar.

When Chen Tuwa came there, she found that there was a blue partition board with the words "under construction" not far outside the bar, and the original two-lane road was completely cut off, making this one less crowded. The streets have become more inaccessible.

When Chen Tuwa arrived here was about 8 o'clock in the morning, the city of Nanchu was at the peak of work, and all the roads were blocked with dogs, but there was still no half-person figure here.

After entering the bar, Ding Yang was already inside.

Seeing Chen Tuwa's arrival, there was a relieved smile on his national character face.

"I haven't had breakfast so early? How about ordering something, I'll treat you."

Ding Yang pointed to the bartender who was lazily wiping the glass on the bar.

It's okay for him not to invite guests. The mention reminds Chen Tuwa of how she was shaved by this guy yesterday, and suddenly felt a little depressed.

"No, I've had rice with rice." He suffocated his neck and refused stiffly: "Hurry up if you want to do anything. Today I have to rush to the hospital to see my dad."

"Originally, this project only started work after a week, but it just so happened that I didn't believe in those experts, so I told my friend yesterday and we will do it alone today."

Seeing that Chen Tuwa was so refreshed, Ding Yang also looked proud: "Go!"

"Wait a minute, did you bring nothing?"

Chen Tuwa frowned when she looked at Ding Yang, who was empty-handed.

"What do you want to bring?"

"Touch the golden talisman, black donkey hoof..." Tuwazi said uncertainly.

Although she has no experience or knowledge of tomb robbing, under the influence of her classmate who loves horror movies and novels, Chen Tuwa has also heard of the bean knowledge mentioned in some novels.

For example, what touches the golden captain, the ghost blows the lamp, the **** crowings but does not touch the golden...

"I'm not touching Captain Jin. Where did I touch the golden talisman; the black donkey hoof is your movie. If you break the evil, a bowl of black dog blood is more useful than that thing."

Ding Yang sneered, and patted his chest confidently: "I carry the really useful things next to my skin, multi-functional variable paratrooper knife, high-strength polymer nylon rope, titanium and portable open alloy hooks, special fluorescent Sprays, a strong-light cluster flashlight produced in Germany, and the legendary exorcism amulet enshrined by the eighth-generation abbot of Baolin Temple. There is also an engineer shovel and candles in my car outside!"

Chen Tuwa looked dumbfounded. For him, a rural kid who had been in the countryside for the first half of her life, these long names always sounded unclear.

"That amulet is a lie, definitely a lie! I don't feel any power on it at all!"

The emperor on the side was still flaring her teeth and claws to add to the chaos. In such a place, Chen Tuwa could not punish her in front of other people. After all, no one except him could see the emperor.

All in all, after understanding that Ding Yang came prepared, Chen Tuwa and him discussed some code of conduct for a while, followed him to the car to pick up some other essentials, and then crossed the isolation belt together. , The tunnel excavated from the construction site went to the rumored tomb.

At present, only a prototype of the tunnel has been dug out. Although everything has been supported, the stairs have not been laid. It feels very uncomfortable to walk in the darkness with one foot deep and one shallow foot.

Originally there were lights here, and the power supply was connected from the outside, but after a series of accidents, even the lights inside were also broken. Up to now, no one knows how the bulb broke.

"The construction workers have been frightened by the continuous accidents. Although they can be transferred from other construction sites to work, as long as the accidents do not stop, there is still no progress on the project here."

Ding Yang, who was walking in the front, did not forget to explain: "A little bit further ahead is the tomb...The last time the workers brought me here, they refused to move forward alive. It is said that all workers who crossed this area Suffering a certain degree of injury, all of them are now lying in the hospital, and the construction party alone has lost no less than 500,000 yuan in medical expenses."

As they spoke, they saw the so-called tomb not far in front.

As far as Tuwazi is concerned, it is not so much a tomb, it is more like the yard fence and gate of the big family commonly seen in martial arts dramas. The only difference is that the door of the tomb is not the stone lion of the town house. It's a creature that Tuwazi can't recognize, it's probably something in mythology.

"There are actually big red lanterns...what the family was thinking about when they were buried." Tuwazi muttered curiously.

But immediately he discovered that Ding Yang's footsteps had stopped at some point.

With the help of the flashlight, you can see that Ding Yang's national character face is full of fear and distortion at this moment, and even his body is faintly trembling.

"What's wrong?"

"No...No! It wasn't like that when I came last time!"

Ding Yang held his head, his eyes full of horror: "It was obviously just an ordinary tomb before, and the entrance was just an ordinary hole that was dug out!"

As a person who was only half a step away from entering the world of practice, when faced with all of this, he hadn't noticed any abnormality beforehand, which undoubtedly gave him a big blow.

"Indeed, there are some evils here."

Even the emperor no longer teased at this moment, but stared at the two scarlet gates and said: "If the Taoism is not enough, it is better not to have a relationship with this kind of thing."

With that said, even Tuwazi felt a little creepy.

And as the excitement of the curious past passed, he calmed down and found some strange places.

If it is buried all year round, why does the vermilion door look like a newly waxed floor, brand new and shiny; the lanterns are just like the ones just pasted, without the dry feeling of years of air drying.

"Anyway, anyway," he swallowed, trying to calm himself down: "Let's go out and discuss the long-term plan first."

Ding Yang would naturally not object.

Just when they were about to leave, the big red lantern in front of the door suddenly lit up, and then accompanied by a long and harsh "crunch", the two vermilion gates more than three meters high opened by themselves inexplicably.

However, there is nothing to see behind the door, even if it is illuminated with a bright flashlight, there is only a thick darkness.

The unknown premonition became more intense, which made Tuwazi turn around and ran without any hesitation.

It's just that everything is too late.

The darkness flowing out of the door soaked the entire space, and even if you turned your head, you couldn't find the original road. No matter how you ran backward, it was like running in place, and the distance from the weird door was not opened even a little.

All this is simply...

"It's like a nightmare."

Chen Tuwa sighed long and gave up the useless work.

There is no doubt that there are only two choices for himself now.

One is to stay outside the door and watch the changes, or wait to die; instead, enter the door to find a way to escape, or die.

He tightened the strap of the mountaineering bag, took a deep breath, and decided to die.

"Wait, I'll go with you too!" Ding Yang finally cheered up again at this time, hurriedly stood up, followed Chen Tuwa, and entered the weird gate with him...