Through the fat men of Lingtong and others, we have briefly learned about the information about Qianling Mausoleum. This tomb can be said to be one of the most mysterious and well-protected tombs in the entire China.

Originally, even Qin Shihuang's underground palace was visited and the secret space of the underground palace was received into the space. It should be said that he would not be too nervous about Qianling.

But perhaps it was because it was related to the lives of grandpa and Hao Ren. This time, Fatty and I both looked solemn.

When we arrived at Qianling Mausoleum, we had already wandered around the surface of Qianling Mausoleum before dawn.

There is no gain at all, and under my reincarnation eye, there is nothing abnormal.

"Strange, this place is too normal!" The fat man was also a little confused. On the contrary, it was not the first time Ling Tong and the other two who came here were not too surprised.

"Xiao Nan, Fatty, Qianling has never really developed the tomb. Even if we are not sure about the real situation inside," Ling Tong frowned and shook his head, "And even if this place is really weird, with the strength of your grandfather and Hao Ren, it is really unlikely to trap them. After all, Mr. Fang is a half-step saint."

My fat man and I looked at each other without comment.

If it were before, Fatty and I would have thought so, but now...

The yin and yang realms gradually began to merge. Even grandpa, facing the existence of Wen Ziheng, had no power to fight back. Of course, grandpa also had an advantage, which was his understanding of the world. After all, the history of the world was not that simple. It can even be said that before the ancient times, the strength of the world was stronger than that of the ghost realm, and the mysterious aspects were even more difficult to enumerate.

As for this Qianling Mausoleum, there have been constant tomb robbers for more than a thousand years, but according to records, no one has succeeded.

Especially during the peasant uprising in the late Tang Dynasty, Huang Chao used 400,000 rebels to dig mountains on the west side of Liangshan, digging out a 40-meter-deep Huangchao ditch. He dug half of the mountain. However, because there were no well-educated people in the army and did not understand the structural characteristics of Qianling Mausoleum facing north and south, he ended up not succeeding because he dug the wrong direction.

There is also Wen Tao, the governor of Yaozhou in the Five Dynasties, who was a great thief. He led his troops to dig out more than a dozen Tang tombs and obtained a lot of treasures. He even drove tens of thousands of people to dig out Qianling Mausoleum openly. Unexpectedly, the excavation process was very strange. The weather encountered was always stormy and stormy, and various strange events occurred. Wen Tao was frightened and stopped digging...

There are still many such famous incidents in history, all of which are well-founded. But even so, Qianling was still preserved, which is just conceivable.

Fatty and I were also a little curious about Qianling. It was not because of gold, silver and treasures, but because of the empress who has been famous throughout the ages and is difficult to judge for merits and demerits.

Generally speaking, ancient emperors, especially these women, cared about the preservation of their bodies. If possible, even I really wanted to see what this eternal empress looked like.

I think it's a very domineering old lady...

"Strange, there is no underground space here at all?" Xiaohong grabbed his head and looked at Tuntian in wonder.

Tuntian's face was strange, and he looked at me and kept staring at the entire scenic area.

My heart moved, and a bold and very likely guess emerged in my mind.

"That's right, master, there is no imperial tomb here at all." Tuntian nodded.

"Impossible!" Lu Song retorted excitedly and frowned: "The entrance to the passage of Qianling Mausoleum has been discovered, and it is impossible that there is no tomb chamber!"

I looked at Tengtian. With Tengtian's ability, I would naturally not make mistakes or talk nonsense.

"Yes, there is indeed a tomb underneath, but this tomb is a bit strange and does not seem to be the imperial tomb in your mouth." Tuntian hesitated a little: "There is something buried underground, blocking my detection. But I can still roughly feel that tomb.

Although the tomb is not small in size, it is too small compared to the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang!”

The buried thing in Tuntian's mouth was in the tomb. Because of the existence of that thing, even Tuntian was almost blinded.

I, Ling Tong and the others looked at each other. It seems that the Empress’s methods are really not simple!

In front of Ling Tong and Lu Song, Fatty and I were not good at violently breaking Qianling. We could only continue to investigate.

After dawn, the number of tourists gradually increased. Ling Tong and his wife went to the local police station to help us investigate the traces of his grandfather. Fatty and I, along with the invisible Tuntian Xiaohong, slowly walked around the scenic spot with many tourists.

Perhaps because of the daytime, this scenic spot has less coldness and more majestic and grandeur.

The terrain of Qianling is very good.

"Looking from the mountain, looking at the phoenix on the side, looking at the shadows of the sky and water from afar... There is something wrong with Feng Shui in this place!" It was midnight before, and although the fat man probably understood the Feng Shui of the earth veins here, it seemed that during the day, it seemed that there were some differences.

In particular, after learning about the whole picture around him, the fat man's face changed unpredictably.

"Why is it wrong?"

I was a little surprised. If there is a secret here in the book, I have no doubt. After all, the empress’s thoughts are elusive. But the fat man said that the Feng Shui here is wrong... I can’t help but remember it.

How is the Feng Shui in a dignified Qianling Mausoleum wrong?

But I still don't doubt the fat man's strength.

"Hmph, what a good method!" The fat man struggled in Qianling for a long time, and finally his face was gloomy and sunny, changing for a while, and he raised his eyebrows and sneered.

"What's wrong?" I was a little anxious. After being restricted in the world of the world, even the functions of the Reincarnation Eye were restricted in part. But it was still okay to look at the light of luck.

But in the Qianling Mausoleum, there was no light of luck, just like this, it was just an ordinary scenic mountainous area, and the emperors of the two dynasties were not buried at all.

This is unscientific!

Uh, I mean, even if Emperor Gaozong of Tang and the Empress were dead, if there was no problem with their imperial tomb, in the eyes of reincarnation, there should be corresponding luck light in the eyes of reincarnation. And, according to my speculation, if Emperor Gaozong of Tang could bury the Empress, the luck of the imperial tomb was at least dark black with a golden halo. It was even possible that it was light gold.

But here, there is nothing!

"This is indeed a holy place for dragon veins." The fat man shook his head and nodded again. It made me feel so painful that I almost got greeted by a chestnut.

After hearing this guy, he pretended to shake his head and said, "But, this is another place of great danger!"

Damn, this guy has no voice transmission, and this fierce place is also very loud, making the tourists passing by glaring at us like they were seeing a lunatic. Especially the fat man, in their eyes, should be a helpless crazy patient.

Yes, this is Qianling. This fat man actually said in front of the tourists that eleven evil places here, and it is also a very evil place, is simply a rhythm of seeking death.
Chapter completed!