I have already established my power and prestige, so how did Li Shimin come back to life?

Deep in an inconspicuous alley in Luoyang City, there is a house.

From the outside, this house is no different from the surrounding houses and there is nothing eye-catching about it. Anyone passing by would just regard it as an unremarkable residence and would never imagine that it hides an unknown secret.

The moment they crossed the threshold and entered the mansion, a completely different atmosphere washed over them. The sickle officer steadily walked to a corner of the hall and, behind a landscape painting, accurately located a cleverly hidden mechanism.

She pressed lightly, and in an instant, a low friction sound broke the tranquility of the house. A crack slowly appeared in the ground, and a dark passage extending downwards gradually appeared before everyone's eyes.

The passage was filled with a damp and moldy smell mixed with a faint scent of dust, which made people want to vomit.

From time to time, drops of water seeped out of the wall, dripping down and gathering into small puddles on the ground.

Jian Guandi turned his head and looked at Li Yuanfang and Lin Yu, signaling them to light the oil lamps placed in the niches on both sides of the passage.

Li Yuanfang and Lin Yu immediately understood, quickly took out a fire starter from their pockets, blew it carefully, and brought the dim flame close to the wick.

The dim firelight flickered in the passage, dispelling some of the darkness, but the shadows still lurked in the corners, making the passage seem even more eerie and terrifying.

At first, Li Yuanfang and Lin Yu stood in clear positions, guarding Di Renjie and Wu Meiniang in front and on both sides with upright postures.

At this moment, following the actions of the sickle officer, he changed his position without hesitation and followed closely behind the sickle officer.

Their steps were compact and orderly, and they maintained a perfect distance between them, allowing them to protect the sickle officer at the first moment while also taking into account the situation behind them.

It can be clearly seen from their standing posture that their duties have changed at this moment. Their bodies are slightly leaning forward, their feet standing firmly, and their eyes occasionally sweeping towards Di Renjie, Wu Meiniang and Zhang Xuanwei behind them. Their eyes are full of vigilance, guarding against any disrespectful behavior that the three of them may make towards the sickle officer.

The passage is long and narrow, winding down as if it has no end.

Di Renjie and Wu Meiniang followed behind and obviously felt a strong sense of discomfort.

Di Renjie frowned, and his right hand unconsciously touched his chin, which was his habitual action when he was lost in thought.

Where does this passage lead to? What is the meaning of the sickle officer's actions?

Wu Meiniang's face was slightly pale, her lips were slightly pursed, and she was tightly clutching the corner of her clothes, trying to relieve her inner tension.

Her eyes scanned the walls and the ground of the passage from time to time, filled with fear of this unknown environment.

The breathing sounds of the two people were particularly clear in this narrow space. They took every step carefully, fearing that they would accidentally trigger some trap or encounter other dangers.

Zhang Xuanwei always followed them silently, never leaving their side.

His eyes seemed calm, but the occasional flash of curiosity revealed his true thoughts.

"Not used to it?"

The sickle officer's voice rang out softly in the passage, breaking the dull silence.

"It will take another cup of tea to get there."

She raised her head slightly, with a mysterious smile in her eyes.

"I promise, this will surprise you!"

"The scene down here is beyond your imagination."

There was a hint of teasing in her voice, deliberately trying to whet everyone's appetite.

Wu Meiniang and Di Renjie originally thought that the deeper they went into the underground passage, the darker and gloomier the environment would become, just like the basements or cellars they had visited before.