Entertainment Secrets: Playing the role of Qilin, Mimi loves it so much

"Also, the interior of the tomb complex is extremely dangerous. If you venture in rashly, you might die."

Ye Bai sat on a branch and observed carefully.

There is a huge sculpture every three steps around the palace.

Those were sculptures of mighty and domineering men, wearing armor and holding weapons, and they were lifelike.

The rest of the place is filled with wooden stakes, incense burners, and offering tables.

"It seems that this is where the tomb owner usually worships his ancestors."

"Then it's easy to understand these sculptures. They should be the tomb owner's guards, standing guard here to protect the tomb."

"The people in the tomb didn't dare to enter without permission, so they asked a master to set up a ban to prevent outsiders from destroying the burial objects in the tomb."

"The owner of this tomb must have been a famous person during his lifetime!"

"Who is he?"

"Can the treasures here help the anchor level up?"

"Of course." Ye Bai replied.

"What's the anchor still standing there for? Hurry up and tear it down."

"Why are you in such a hurry? I still need some time to set up the restrictions. I'll come back next time when the restrictions are opened."

"Anchor, we support you."

"Ah."

After Ye Bai finished speaking, he jumped off the banyan tree.

Ye Bai came to the entrance of the tomb, took out a flashlight from his pocket, and walked a few steps inside.

He held up his flashlight and shone it around.

"Is there an agency?"

Ye Bai discovered that there were strange patterns carved on the walls and the ground, like formation patterns.

He touched the wall with his hand and felt a chill.

“It’s really a trap!”

Ye Bai raised the corner of his mouth slightly, thinking that the owner of the tomb was really a talented person in his lifetime, and he actually set up a mechanism in his own tomb.

If he hadn't known some Feng Shui techniques, he might have died long ago.

However, even if Ye Bai understood the principles of Feng Shui, it would be difficult for him to figure out the mechanism in front of him.

After all, mechanisms are the crystallization of wisdom created by ancient humans, but they are not as simple as modern technology. They are more complex and profound.

Ye Bai was seen squatting on the ground and picking up a long pole.

He pulled the pole out of the ground with a strong pull and threw it to the other side.

"pat"

With a crisp sound, the mechanism was triggered, and the originally smooth and neat wall suddenly cracked.

Ye Bai immediately retreated several meters to avoid the black gun barrel extending from the wall.

Then the wall returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

Ye Bai continued to investigate, but found nothing.

"No, it's too complicated. We must find a pattern."

Ye Bai stood up and his eyes fell on a coffin.

The coffin was pitch black and the lid was tightly closed.

But Ye Bai believed that there must be something hidden inside the coffin.

He walked up to the coffin, bent his legs slightly, knelt on his knees, and used all his strength to hit the top of the coffin hard.

boom--

The coffin lid was blown away and fell far away.

The moment the coffin lid was opened, a strong and pungent smell of decay hit the face, making people feel sick.

Ye Bai held his breath and approached cautiously.

The coffin was empty, with nothing inside except a few pieces of tattered clothes.

He turned his head and saw that the top of the coffin was covered with cracks, as if it had suffered a heavy blow.

Moreover, a hole was smashed in the top of the coffin.

The top of the coffin showed signs of having been forcibly pried open.

"Could it be that tomb robber who did it?" Ye Bai frowned and guessed, "That shouldn't be the case... Although that person is powerful, it's impossible for him to pry open the coffin."

This kind of mechanism design requires extremely high intelligence and professional level.

Otherwise, if you touch the wrong spot, the mechanism will be activated.

Ye Bai tried to press the bottom of the coffin to restore the mechanism to normal.

But what surprised him was that the mechanism had been destroyed and could not be restored.

"It seems that the only way is to attack head-on."

Ye Bai stood up and walked towards the coffin, ready to overturn it by force.

Rumble!

However, just as he took a few steps, he felt a violent tremor under his feet.

Ye Bai looked down, his face suddenly changed, and he took dozens of steps back.

I saw the ground cracked and gravel flying everywhere.

“What the hell…what’s going on!?”

Ye Bai widened his eyes in shock.

I saw the ground collapse, soil flying, and dust flying all over the sky.

Click, click, click!

Suddenly, a huge stone gate emerged and slowly moved to both sides.

Ye Bai was covered in cold sweat and quickly hid behind a towering tree.

After a while, the huge stone gate was finally revealed.

This stone gate is five or six feet high and occupies half of the hill.

"Good guy..."

Ye Bai swallowed his saliva and was secretly shocked: "This stone gate is actually the last line of defense to seal off the entire cemetery."

There was a stone lion standing on each side of the stone gate.

These two stone lions are extremely ferocious, with sharp fangs and full of murderous aura, just like living creatures.

On both sides of the stone gate, there is a bronze sword hanging.

The scabbard is dark gold in color, exuding an ancient and heavy atmosphere, as if it has been baptized by tens of millions of years.

The sword body is purple-black, with faint traces of blood surrounding it.

"These two stone lions are not simple." Ye Bai looked solemn.

"These two stone lions are made of pure Yang iron. They are extremely tough and invulnerable to swords and spears. They can be called invincible weapons of war!"

Pure Yang iron contains masculine energy and has the effect of resisting evil spirits.

At the same time, these two stone lions are also the beasts that protect the house, and have a strong restraining effect on the feng shui pattern.

"Huh? There's an open space behind the stone gate?"

Ye Bai walked out of the towering tree and looked behind the stone gate.

In this open space, there stands a wooden house.

The window of the wooden house was open, and I could vaguely see an old man lying on the bed inside, who seemed to be fast asleep.

The bookshelves inside the house are filled with classics, emitting a faint scent of ink.

Ye Bai walked into the room, intending to check if there was any danger in the room.

He gently opened a desk.

The desk was piled high with documents and scrolls, looking old and worn.

"Is this place the tomb of the ancients?"

Ye Bai was surprised and then took down the papers.

These papers were all written in small, neat and beautiful calligraphy.

Ye Bai browsed through the pages one by one.

"My tomb was discovered by my ancestors by chance. An immortal master once pointed it out to me and warned me that there was a great secret in it."

"I followed the ancient teachings and built the tomb to resemble a coiled dragon and crouching tiger, using the power of the dragon vein to suppress the coffin."

"But the world does not know that an ancient tomb owner is buried in my tomb."

"The owner of the ancient tomb is a powerful being from ancient times, extremely powerful, and a disaster to the common people."

"I urge all living beings to kill the ancient tomb's owner and restore order to the world."

"However, I cannot bear to see sentient beings deceived, so I decided to warn them to avoid any loss of life."

……

Then, Ye Bai saw a series of strange scenes.

He saw a vague shadow, vague and traceless, wandering somewhere in the tomb, as if looking for something.

"Is this a ghost?" Ye Bai's pupils shrank.

The images were so real that they horrified him.

Ye Bai continued to read.