After stabilizing the team.
Chen Yulou ordered everyone to disperse and search the palace.
The 60 workers spread out, and in less than 10 minutes, they had explored the entire hall.
This was a simple Treasure Hall. Just like the Armour Hall, it was used to store funerary objects. On one side were military treasures, and on the other side were gold and silver collections.
Chen Yulou waved his hand and led the team to the back.
There were only two doors in this Treasure Hall. One door was the entrance, and the other door led to the second hall.
The second hall was the final Hall of the Dead.
As soon as he stepped out of the hall, he could smell a foul smell in the air.
The stench was not the stench of corpses or poisonous creatures. It was just a putrid stench, like rancid water.
It turned out that there was a large pond dug between the two halls.
However, hundreds of years had passed, and the water source had long dried up. It was so dry that the bottom of the pool could be seen. The bottom of the pool was filled with mud and rotten wood, and the stench came from there.
There were also a few stone corridors above the pool, connecting the surrounding pavilions and the path to the Hall of the Dead.
Chen Wenxuan suddenly stopped after walking a dozen steps along the stone corridor.
His face was shocked, and his eyes widened as he looked at the Hall of the Dead not far away with an amazed expression.
In his line of sight, the Hall of the Dead was sitting on a natural flat rock. It was made up of countless beams and wooden pillars. The roof of the hall was so wide that even the eaves touched the rock wall.
From afar, the hall looked like a mushroom growing out of a stone crack, filling the entire cave at the end of his line of sight.
It wasn't that he hadn't seen a Hall of the Dead of this scale before, but when combined with the time and place, this Hall of the Dead was already very powerful.
One had to know that this was the Xiangyin Hundred Thousand Mountains!
Climbing over the mountains, going deep into the belly of the mountain, and building such a hall in the belly of the mountain was difficult to achieve in this era, let alone in the Yuan Dynasty hundreds of years ago.
The amount of money and manpower spent on this was immeasurable.
"It's really a divine work!"
Chen Yulou, Zhe Gushao, and the others were also amazed.
They were all experienced and could tell at a glance that the specifications of the Hall of the Dead were all elemental wind. It was not modified by the Pill Hall at all, but built separately.
The emperor ruled the world and had supreme power. It was not a big deal to build a group of alchemy palaces, but it was the first time that a general could build a Hall of the Dead that was bigger than the emperor's alchemy palace.
"Motherf * cker!"
At this moment, Old Crooked Luo exclaimed, waking everyone up from their shock.
Old crooked Luo was getting angrier and angrier as he pointed at the Hall of the Dead and cursed.
"Damn it, what kind of bullsh * t general is this?”
"How much money did they spend to build such a big tomb?”
Hearing this, Chen Wenxuan could not help but laugh.
Old crooked Luo felt sorry for the Yuan Dynasty general. He probably thought that the Yuan Dynasty general was wasting money and making him earn less.
However, money could not be brought with him when he was alive or taken away when he died.
Therefore, it was understandable that the general of the Yuan Dynasty spent a lot of money to build his own tomb.
In the end, it could only be said that the Yuan Dynasty general had swallowed an unimaginable amount of money during the war.
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After suppressing the shock in their hearts, the group prepared their weapons and quickly approached the Hall of the Dead. Soon, they arrived outside the hall.
"Big brother, I'll go take a look."
After greeting Chen Yulou, Chen Wenxuan held an oil lamp in one hand and a steel knife in the other. He slowly walked toward the palace door.
The Hall of the Dead was a few times larger than the Treasure Hall and was more luxurious. However, the specifications were similar and they were all typical of the Yuan Dynasty.
Chen Wenxuan's gaze quickly swept across the palace door and finally stopped at the center of the palace door.
There was a lock on the door of the hall, a famous iron fish lock of the Yuan Dynasty.
The fish lock was very large. It was a carp lock, about one meter long and thirty centimeters high. It was embedded in the door of the hall, securing the two doors together. There were five round knocks carved on the fish.
The fish lock was very similar to the jade plate lock. It could be opened both inside and outside. It was an ancient password lock, but one relied on pressing and the other relied on turning.
The five round knocks were the password. As long as the correct password was pressed, the fish lock could be opened and the anti-theft mechanism behind the door could be disconnected.
"Wolves, deer, bears, eagles, and scimitars?”
The four animals were the more famous totems of the Yuan Dynasty.
However, in the eyes of some extreme Yuan people, the co-existence of multiple totems was an insult to their main totem.
The Yuan people who truly believed in totems would only choose the totem they worshiped the most and carve it in their tombs. The meaning was that after death, they would return to the embrace of this totem and be reincarnated as the son of the totem.
Of the five answers, four were wrong, and the remaining one was naturally correct.
This choice could only fool some newbie bandits who thought they knew the Yuan Dynasty and the identity of the tomb owner.
After thinking it through, Chen Wenxuan pressed hard on the curved dagger lock.
After the lock sank.
With a crack, the five locks on the fish lock all retracted into the fish belly.
At the same time, under everyone's astonished gazes, the door on the right broke free from the fish lock and slowly slid inward, revealing a pitch-black crack.
(Some readers mentioned ghostwriting. To be honest, I've written a few of One Piece's books in the past and can be considered an old author. It would be a lie to say that I don't understand.)）
(However, I personally think that the books that I write for others are definitely not as good as the ones I write myself. Since I can earn this money myself, why should I share it with others? Isn't it better to write it myself?)）
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