Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Well, everyone, please be careful. It's better to walk slower than to fall. I see there's a lot of moss on the ground!"

The four of them were familiar with the road and headed straight for their destination.

When the sound of gurgling water came from ahead, Zuo Junmo, who was walking in front, stopped.

"We're here," he said.

Hearing this, Chen'er stopped and looked around curiously.

According to the previous journey all the way down, they should have reached the foot of Ziwei Mountain now.

An underground river appeared in front of us, but the river surface was very shallow. There were many sandbags and other things placed on the bank. It was obvious that the outlet upstream was artificially blocked.

"Chen'er, come here." Yang Ruoqing's voice sounded. Chen'er looked up and saw his mother waving to him.

Chen'er jogged and came to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to caress Chen'er's head, pointed to the stone door exposed in the river behind her, and said softly: "Look, that's the door to the tomb. We will enter through here later. It's still too late for you to regret it now."

Chen'er turned his head and looked at the door behind him that appeared at the bottom of the dark river, and his eyes lit up.

"Mom, your son is not a coward. He will never go back on what he says he will do, let alone run away from the battlefield!" He clenched his little fists and said solemnly.

When they got here, they saw that most of the stone gate was exposed on the water and the other half was in the water, giving off a mysterious and unknown aura. Yang Ruoqing suddenly hesitated, and really didn't feel comfortable taking her son down.

No matter how good he is, he is only nine years old after all...

She wanted to persuade her again, but Chen'er had already broken free from her hand.

"Mom, you wait on the shore. I'll help Uncle Zuo study the mechanism to open the door first!" he said, and then ran towards Zuo Junmo over there.

Yang Ruoqing reached out to him, wanting to grab it back and ask a few questions, but Luo Fengtang put his hand on her shoulder.

"Qing'er, forget it." He said.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and said in a low voice: "Tangyaozi, I'm still a little worried. We don't know what kind of strange things we will encounter when we get downstairs. I'm worried that I can't take good care of Chen'er. He

Still a child..."

"Chen'er is not an ordinary child." Luo Fengtang interrupted her and said.

He glanced at Chen'er with his deep and dark eyes, and said in a deep voice: "A man's words are hard to follow. If you didn't want him to risk his life, you shouldn't have agreed before. Now that you have agreed, you will also

After he was brought here, he naturally couldn't do anything like escaping from the battlefield."

"This is a man's persistence, and it is also a man's perseverance. If he escapes here today, it will plant a heart of escape and fear in his heart. But obviously, our son is a warrior. You

We must fulfill him and encourage him!”

Yang Ruoqing frowned slightly and thought for a moment. When she raised her eyes again, her eyes were firm.

"A tiger father has no dog son. Since you father and son are so insistent, then I will accompany you to the end. Today, our family will bravely enter the ancient tomb!"

…

Zuo Junmo, Luo Fengtang, and Chen'er all went into the water and looked for the mechanism to open the stone door underneath.

Yang Ruoqing stayed on the shore and waited, taking care of a bundle scroll brought by Zuo Junmo.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the bundle. Inside were ropes and a few shovels. The materials used for the ropes and shovels were not common outside. Just like the black gold soft whip that Zuo Junmo gave her, they were made of

Made of special materials and special craftsmanship of Mohist heirs.

It can be said that it is unique in the world.

Huh?

What are the two soft things in this oil paper bag?

It is black in color, with fat lines and fine pores exposed on it. It is shaped like a pig's foot, but if you look closely, it is not a pig's foot.

Black donkey hooves?

This word suddenly popped into Yang Ruoqing's mind, and she was even startled.

Isn't Brother Zuo a descendant of the Mo family? Why do you think that the portrait you prepared looks like Colonel Jin?

By the way, he doesn’t think there will be big rice dumplings in this ancient tomb, right?

Oops, I am so excited and nervous.

I wonder if Mo Xie’s sword, which can cut iron like clay, can cut off the head of a big rice dumpling?

Yang Ruoqing actually had the urge to give it a try. At this point, she realized that she and Chen'er were really biological mother and son!

"Rumble, rumble..."

Suddenly there was a heavy loud noise behind him.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and saw that the stone door of the tomb had opened, and the faces of the three men, two large and one small, had excitement written on their faces.

Especially Chen'er, besides being excited, she also has a full sense of accomplishment.

"The stone door is open? How? I thought it was going to be blown up with gunpowder!" Yang Ruoqing asked excitedly.

Zuo Junmo looked at Chen'er with a smile and said: "It's all Chen'er's credit that the stone door can be opened. He found the mechanism, and he really did the right thing in bringing this boy here."

"What?" Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes wide and couldn't believe that her son was so powerful.

Even the heirs of the Mo family couldn't find the mechanism easily, but he found it unexpectedly. My good son, wow, great, great, you are my mother's pride!

Yang Ruoqing gave Chen'er a thumbs up as a sign of praise.

Luo Fengtang also patted Chen'er on the shoulder with appreciation.

Chen'er had spent the moment of excitement when the door opened and had calmed down now.

He looked at Zuo Junmo and Luo Fengtang, "Uncle Zuo, dad, can you go in now?"

Luo Fengtang then looked at Zuo Junmo: "Listen to your uncle Zuo."

He was a rough man, good at leading troops in battles, marching and setting up formations. He was not as good as a descendant of the Mohist family when he came to a place like this and dealt with such exquisite things.

Zuo Junmo gestured towards the father and son, telling them to wait where they were, and then he stepped forward to the door.

Yang Ruoqing had already put the black donkey's hooves back into the bundle, slung it on her shoulder and jumped into the water. She stood on the other side of Chen'er, protecting Chen'er with Luo Fengtang, and also looked into the stone gate.

Inside the door is a corridor extending downward.

The corridor is about five or six meters long and two or three feet wide.

The water in the underground river was blocked by the high threshold when it reached the stone gate. The ground in the corridor looked a bit damp, but the water did not form a river as imagined.

"Qing'er, take the bundle of ropes from my bag." Zuo Junmo ordered.

Yang Ruoqing quickly threw a bundle of ropes to him.

Zuo Junmo pulled the end of the rope and said, "Lean to the sides and don't stand at the main entrance of the stone gate."

The family of three behind them quickly got out of the way, and they saw Zuo Junmo throwing the other end of the rope into the corridor.

When the rope was thrown into the tunnel, suddenly, there was a "whooshing" sound in the air, and arrows like raindrops flew out from the stone door.

If anyone is still standing stupidly at the door, they will be turned into a hornet's nest!
Chapter completed!