The hole on the ground was round and square, and there were obvious man-made traces. Wasn't it a hole left behind by grave robbers?
When Su Zhenming saw this hole, his body trembled violently. He thought to himself,"It's broken."
The thieves had already opened up the tomb, and it looked like it had been opened for several years. The tomb robbers had probably emptied the tomb of the Warring States Period long ago, right?
"Professor Su, Hao Zhao fell in. What should we do now?”
Beside him, a female student's voice pulled his thoughts back.
Hearing this, Chen Xuan thought to himself that the adaptability of these students was really too poor.
He had already fallen, what else could he do?
Of course, he wanted to see if anything had happened to the other party!
It was too late to say, but it was too fast.
Chen Xuan stood at the entrance of the cave and shouted,
"How are you now?"
After a while, a reply came from below." I'm fine. You guys can come down. This seems to be an ear room."
Since he was not injured, he could relax.
Although Chen Xuan had already dug up the rammed earth wall, if he entered through the hole, he could still enter the ancient tomb.
Thus, the group lowered the climbing rope and prepared to enter the cave.
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However, before that, he had to ensure his own safety.
Danger lurked everywhere in the ancient tomb, and the first to bear the brunt was the poisonous gas.
The tomb was dark and sealed. It had not seen sunlight for many years and was isolated from the world. Naturally, there were often problems with the air.
For grave robbers, they did not have advanced detection equipment.
To ensure safety,
Under normal circumstances, the opening of an ancient tomb would require at least ten minutes of ventilation to allow the air inside and outside to interact.
Moreover, they would light torches and release livestock such as chickens, ducks, and geese to verify the air quality.
If the torch went out or the livestock died inside, it meant that the air in the tomb was not good.
As for professional archaeology, there was official support for this, and funding was not a problem.
Therefore, with the high-end equipment and the gas mask, the situation was most likely stable.
Unfortunately, Su Zhenming and the others had encountered the flower python in the water cave.
For self-defense purposes, a lot of equipment was thrown out, including high-precision instruments to measure air quality.
The only things he could rely on now were a few gas masks.
Due to the limited conditions, Chen Xuan and the others did not care about anything else. They put on the masks on their heads, put down the climbing rope, and climbed down into the cave one by one.
Unexpectedly, the path in the cave was very narrow and crisscrossed.
Everyone's heads turned east and west, as if they were riding a maze version of a roller coaster.
After enduring the disgust for a few minutes, they reached the end of the path.
"Pfft…"
"Puff!"
The few of them fell to the ground one after another. They did not expect the position of the hole to be so bad. The end of the hole was more than half a meter away from the ground.
"Professor Su, are you alright?"
After Liang Qingyun steadied herself, she quickly went to support Su Zhenmin.
It was still alright for young people like them. This fall was only a small matter.
However, Professor Su was already in his sixties, and he couldn't afford to be tortured like that.
"I'm fine."
Su Zhenming patted the dust off his body and shone his flashlight around.
From the layout of the space, it was most likely an ear chamber.
It seemed that the professionalism of this group of grave robbers was not good at all. Not to mention that the exit of the cave was too high off the ground, even the direction of the exit was deviated to the ear chamber.
Ordinary experts would fight in the main tomb, heading straight for the most prosperous "area" of an ancient tomb.
The small chamber was nothing. Most of the things buried with him were porcelain jars, which were considered to be "scrap metal".
Then, Su Zhenmin glanced at the team a few more times and soon saw Hao Zhao.
However, when Hao Zhao appeared, Chen Xuan mysteriously disappeared.
"Strange, where is Ah Xuan?"
After Su Zhenming came down, he couldn't help but worry as he didn't hear Chen Xuan's voice.
"Hey, he's leaning against the back." Liang Qingyun pointed at the wall behind her. She could see a figure sticking to the wall, motionless and strange.
" Ah Xuan," Su Zhenming called out.
Seeing that no one agreed, he frowned slightly.
"Ah Xuan?"
There was still no response. Su Zhenming, Liang Qingyun, and the others looked at each other and slowly approached.
Step by step, he was very careful.
The distance of a few meters felt like several seasons.
After a long time, Su Zhenming walked up to Chen Xuan.
He lowered his head and did not react. He was as indifferent as a corpse.
Su Zhenming called out softly, but Chen Xuan did not move.
In an instant, a very terrifying guess emerged in his mind.
Su Zhenming was so shocked that his entire body was trembling. His palm swayed as he placed it under Chen Xuan's nose.
Why did he feel that Chen Xuan was no longer breathing?!
Dead.
Chen Xuan was dead?
"Ah Xuan!"
Su Zhenming shouted loudly, tears overflowing from his wrinkled eyes.
As Chen Xuan's uncle, he should have protected his eldest nephew.
However, this bizarre death caught them off guard.
"Ah Xuan, if you leave like this, how am I going to explain to your parents?"
Su Zhenming howled in pain and grabbed Chen Xuan's corpse.
However, in a split second, Su Zhenming felt something cold and sharp pressing against his neck.
She subconsciously tilted her head.
Su Zhenming saw that Chen Xuan's head, which was originally leaning on his shoulder, had suddenly turned into a patterned snake head with a bloody mouth!
"Ah!"
Before he could scream, his sharp fangs had already pierced into Su Zhenming's neck.
As he was on the verge of death, the snake's head turned back into Chen Xuan's harmless head.
The snake, the bite, it was as if nothing had happened.
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