“Is it okay?”

“Aaron, it’s not the first time.”

Zhao Lulu also asked me suspiciously, got my positive answer, and then continued to drive, about 20 minutes later arrived at the villa.

Now that we have taken the task, we can't continue to relax, and we have prepared the tools for exploration that night.There are many expeditions to travel, and the preparation of tools is not naturally troublesome, and soon packed.As for the contract, after all, it is to cooperate with the deputy director of the Ministry of Public Security, naturally not worried about arrears, we have no special preparation.

After the busy, it has reached more than ten o'clock, usually this time we will not sleep, but at this time, there is a task in the body, naturally early wash to sleep.

When we awoke the next day, we did not act immediately, and until it was nearly noon, the police car arrived, and we sent our search warrant.

Now that everything is ready, it can finally go.We simply ate a little lunch, also omitted the lunch break, directly threw all the items and tools into the car, opened the Beidou navigation, and embarked on the trip.

From the international Zhuang to Jinan Shuanghua Village, this road can not be very short, we took a total of more than four hours to reach the destination, and now night has come.

There was no time on the task, and we did not come stupidly to go to play, but to the villagers to ask questions, came to an old hotel, opened a relatively large room.

The hotel here, some do not dare to compliment, even compared to the one we met in Zhangjiazhen.However, it is better to talk than nothing, and it is better than sleeping in a tent.

Put things down, take a break, and we went out to find a small restaurant and had dinner.

Our clothes are more obvious with the locals, and we can recognize the outsiders at a glance, and as a result, in the restaurant, there is a familiar old man on the table next door: "Hey, little ones, are you also running on the double milk mountain?"

“Yes, sir, how do you listen to your tone, there are other people here?”I asked in amment.

The old man grabbed the beer bottle, took a drink, and then said: "How fresh, now the network is so developed, the double milk mountain here, the Internet has been circulated, the result has attracted a lot of bold people to come, want to see the mausoleum below."

He took another sip of wine, and then said, "Little ones, listen to my advice, go back, you can't come in, there's martial law on the other side of Shuangya Mountain."

I was not in a hurry, and replied with a smile, "Sir, we are a professional expedition, the police invited, can't we also not let in?"

The old man suddenly showed a surprised look, looked at us a few, and then said: "You have not lied to me, then of course you can enter."But I advise you not to come in at night.”

“Oh?”I took the opportunity to ask, “Lord, what happened in the mausoleum below?”

The old man also had a little talky potential, and mysteriously said to us, "Then below, haunted!"The villagers are saying that the owner of the tomb is reincarnated, and no outsiders are allowed to enter, otherwise they will be cursed!”

We look at each other, is that a bit of an exaggeration?

“Dad, you old fools!”Sitting opposite the old man, there was a young man who looked about the same size as us, but the young man did not talk like his father, and was stared at by the old man, and immediately shut up.

Then the old man continued: "At that time in the evening there was a search team in, there were two mysterious disappearances, the three people who came out, one into the neurosis, two other police officers also resigned, and the other refused to say anything all day long like the mute."So, even if you want to explore, remember, don't go in at night!"

“...”

In fact, since we want to explore, we must go at night, and we can only cope with it, sir.Those who drink, the time to eat is long, we later than all of us have finished eating, the old man is still drinking wine.

After saying goodbye, we went straight back to the hotel.Lying on the stone bed of the hotel, the iron egg asked me, "Captain, how do I feel so evil when the old man said today?"A neuropsychia, a resignation, scared into this, is the North King's Tomb too dangerous?"

I crossed over and said, "Danger is certain, but people's tolerance is not the same, don't forget that we are expeditions, have we seen fewer strange things?" 」

“And too...”

We didn’t go out at night, we talked for a while and went to sleep.The next day we woke up to breakfast, we backpacked, and we went straight in the direction of Double Dairy Mountain.According to the words of Deputy Director Wang, this Jibei King Mausoleum is still relatively safe during the day, we are safe, and we naturally have to investigate the situation during the day.

Locals, as well as online, called the tomb of the King of Jibei as the double milk mountain Han Tomb, after the original excavation, has become a local tourist attraction, for domestic and foreign tourists to visit.However, since the incident of Liu Kuan, there has been direct martial law here, and when we arrived, Wang Lingwai has pulled a ring of cordons, and there are guards from the police and local villagers.

After seeing the four of us, most of them thought we were tourists, and a policeman came forward to stop us on the spot.I was too lazy to speak, directly showing the search warrant given to us by the deputy director of the king, and the police saluted us, and then gave way.

Today, the double milk mountain has disappeared, the original open mountain movement has long dug it.It was also caused by the original excavation that the local villagers found and accidentally destroyed the Wangling, and only a series of events occurred later.

Unlike the tombs we had entered at the beginning, this Jibei King's Mausoleum has long been out of the top because of the destruction and excavation of Double Dairy Mountain, and the entire Wangling is open-air.

Moreover, unlike our imagination, the scale of the King's Tomb of Jibei seems to be somewhat small, and the whole is also a tombway and the main tomb, showing the "A" type, with a total length of more than 80 meters, and the head can be seen at a glance.

Outside the Wangling, a circle of walls was erected by local villagers, leaving only one entrance.We crossed the cordon, stood at this entrance to look at the mausoleum, and the iron egg could not help but bury the iron: "This king of Jibei is also a king, how can he die after the scale of this mausoleum so stupor, it is better than the Mingfei!"

I agree with him and I feel that way too.But Zhao Lulu was not convinced, she said: "But don't underestimate the mausoleum of the King of Jibei, although the scale of this mausoleum is not large, but it is directly built by the mountain stone, it is said that the total amount of chisemble stone is more than 8,7100 cubic meters, the deepest part of the main tomb is also twenty-two meters, the construction of such a mausoleum at that time is not easy."

“All right...”

I did not argue too much, how big the king is, has nothing to do with us.After a few words of leisure talk, I started, and a few steps into the mausoleum.

At this moment, a faint sense of danger came to my heart, which made my heart beat slightly faster...