Tomb robber: No more pretending, I am Faqiu Tianguan

Below the gallery is a huge mountain crack, like an underground canyon.

This crack is extremely wide, about two hundred meters away, is the other side of the crack.

A flare, the situation below, came into view.

About twenty meters below the gallery, countless bronze chains the thickness of the bowl cut across the two sides, connecting the bottomless rift valley.

At the edge of the corridor, the little brother had already fixed a climbing rope.

The length hangs just over the nearest bronze chain.

The two swung down in turn, standing on the bronze chain.

Obviously, the next journey is to swing like monkeys in dense bronze chains.

It’s not an easy task.

“I can’t remember what these bronze chains were for, but they were certainly not set up by the Dongxia people. ”

When he fell, the little brother still had the spare power to explain for Jiangnan.

Here, perhaps he has been here many times, and there is no secret for the little brother in it.

But under the effect of the ancestral soul loss disorder, the little brother has long forgotten everything.

Being able to get here quickly depends on the marks left by the past.

“Hmm. ”

“… Just now I went up to pick you up, and you and Wu San Province had a conversation above, I heard it. ”

Suddenly, the silent little brother spoke up again.

“You know what I know, now my hearing, there are very few movements that can hide it, and I naturally know the movements of your grave below.” ”

Jiang Nan nodded.

“Your body… I mean, Jiangnan, have you really found a solution to your physical ills?”

The little brother looked at Jiang Nan with burning eyes.

“That’s nice… I envy you. ”

Seeing Jiang Nan nodding affirmatively, the little brother said softly.

Although the tone was flat, Jiang Nan heard a strong envy and sincere blessings from it.

People who have not experienced it will never be able to understand how much trouble Soul Loss Syndrome causes to the little brother.

This may also be the most violent mood swing since Jiang Nan met the little brother.

“Little brother, why don’t we make an agreement?”

Suddenly, Jiang Nan spoke up.

“Engagement?”

As you have guessed, I am not immortal, but immortal, and when I come out of the Western Mother Kingdom, I will be immortal and have a lot of time. ”

“In the future, if you notice that you are about to lose your memory, come to me, and I will record and keep for you everything you have experienced before. ”

“Then, I will go find you who has lost your memory and tell you everything you have experienced before. ”

“In short, let me be your memory recorder, right?”

Jiang Nan looked at the little brother with a sincere smile on his face.

To be honest, Jiang Nan really feels sorry for the little brother… Believe me, just care for good friends!

The little brother was shocked, the falling action stopped, hung himself on the bronze chain with one hand, and looked at Jiang Nan in disbelief.

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“Forget it, Jiangnan, I understand your kindness, but it will be very troublesome, whether it is recording or retelling it to me, it is very troublesome and will waste a lot of your time.” ”

For a long time, the little brother closed his eyes and said softly.

“Do you think that when I succeed, time still has meaning to me? ”

“What’s not worth it to pay something worthless for the trouble of a good friend?”

Jiang Nan also hung himself beside the little brother and said seriously.

“Friend… Are we?”

Hearing this, the little brother murmured.

“Twenty-three years ago, in the depths of the Kunlun Glacier, when we first met, when you helped me kill that thunder mountain, weren’t we already friends?”

“Besides, we’re all the kind of ageless monsters, and we must have a lot in common, right? Although you are more than one hundred and thirty years old, much older than me. ”

Jiang Nan said affirmatively.

“Thank you, Gangnam!”

After a long silence, the little brother let out a long breath and said in a deep voice.

Little brother, he has already not accepted the kindness of others.

This time is very long, he has forgotten the specific time, but in the memory of the little brother, the last time someone released the most sincere kindness to him was in his childhood.

That’s Zhang Haike.

The only childhood friend he remembered in his past life, but now Zhang Haike and his Zhangjia tribe have settled in Hong Kong Province, and they have not seen each other for a long time.

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As they went deeper, some dry corpses appeared on these bronze chains.

Here, is the nest of the human-faced bird, and those corpses are the food that the human-faced bird once stored.

A thin strand of black hair extended from the back of the corpse’s neck and hung from a bronze chain.

After entering the range of the padlock chain, it took about ten minutes or so before Jiang Nan and the little brother came to the bottom of the crack.

Under the perspective of Jiangnan Night Eye, the ground at the bottom of the crack is full of uneven black volcanic rock, as well as bones that have fallen from bronze chains.

On top of it, it was thickly covered with a layer of dry bones and feces…

It’s a bit disgusting!

Jiang Nan pouted in disgust.

This ghost place is used as a nest by human-faced birds, and it is here to eat, drink, and Lasa, and for thousands of years, the environment here can be imagined.

On the cliff not far from the two, an incomparably magnificent two-sided bronze giant door crossed it.

It was a wide gate about 30 meters high, but 60 meters long, and the entire bronze door was cast as a whole.

It is difficult to imagine what kind of developed smelting technology can forge such a giant door as a whole.

However, before that, Jiangnan still needs to complete the system task to obtain the main medicine of the elixir of life.

“Little brother, before preparing to go in, can I open the coffin of the bronze door keeper first?”

“This grave, if you don’t open a coffin, I always feel a little uncomfortable!”

Looking away from the bronze door, Jiang Nan looked at the small pyramid-like stone platform in the middle of the rift valley.

On top of that stone platform was a long and narrow stone staircase, each with a small lamp slave on either side.

On the stone platform, a huge white sarcophagus is placed, nine hundred-legged dragons are wrapped around the bottom of the coffin, in the shape of lotus flowers, and around it, there are four black figures facing in all directions, kneeling.

This is the coffin of the last body of King Wannu, that is, the so-called, the coffin of the Nine Dragons carrying the corpse!