Chapter 834: Mountain of corpses and sea of blood

"Don't be in such a hurry to be happy!"

Chen Guanlou took a deep breath, pondered for a while, and then approached the hole.

"Let's go down, no matter what, we have to walk through it." Zhang Daohe urged.

"Have you ever thought that finding the hole so easily, without any accidents, might be too smooth?"

"Is being smooth bad?"

"In this underground palace, being too smooth makes one's heart tremble!" Chen Guanlou felt a lingering fear; having been unlucky too many times, he had formed a conditioned reflex. He dared not be careless!

"Then what do you say we do? We can't not go down. There's no road left to walk."

"Precisely because there's no road to walk, no road to choose, we must be even more cautious. Before, every time there were several stone doors to choose from. No matter how dangerous, there was always a sliver of life. Now, there's no choice; walking down one road to the end, I'm afraid the sliver of life will also be cut off. Brother Zhang, are you prepared? Below might be smooth, or it might be extremely dangerous, burying us here."

"Even if it's a mountain of blades and a sea of fire, we have to break through. If we die, we die, just blame it on bad fate. Anyway, we can't retreat."

Zhang Daohe was full of heroic spirit, looking as if he had already put life and death aside.

Chen Guanlou nodded. "It's good to be prepared! We won't be flustered when we really encounter danger."

"I'll go down first! I'll lead the way in front. If there's danger, I ask Brother Chen to save my life again!"

Zhang Daohe took the lead, rushing down into the hole first.

Chen Guanlou followed closely behind.

Neither of them saw that the small hill of gold and silver jewelry behind them shifted, revealing a stone statue half a person tall. The stone statue slowly turned its head, looking toward the stone hole, its tightly closed lips slowly pulling apart, revealing an eerie smile.

The moment the smile unfolded, the mechanism operated, and the stone coffin slid, pressing firmly over the top of the stone hole.

Inside the stone hole, the two who were walking down the stone steps heard the movement and turned their heads abruptly. Seeing the light disappear and the stone hole blocked again, they hurriedly walked up to push the stone coffin.

It felt like Mount Tai pressing down; no matter what, they couldn't push it open.

With the two's cultivation and strength, they couldn't push open a stone coffin; sure enough, being too smooth wasn't a good thing. Eerie things, though late, would arrive.

Chen Guanlou lit an oil lamp and took a deep breath. "Now there really is only one road left to walk to the end. Brother Zhang, continue forward!"

Zhang Daohe punched the stone wall. "This underground palace is built so strangely; I'm becoming more and more curious about the tomb owner. The opportunity is right ahead."

"It's good to have this confidence! The most fearful thing in doing things is losing confidence; with confidence, we will definitely be able to walk out smoothly."

"Right! We will definitely be able to walk out. Where do you guess Mr. Jin has reached?"

"With Mr. Jin's understanding of Feng Shui, numerology, and the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, he must be far ahead of us. Presumably, these strange methods can't stop him."

"It's a pity we couldn't catch up with Mr. Jin. If the three of us were together, I don't know how much effort we would save."

The two chatted while walking forward along the stone steps.

Passing through a stone hole that looked like it had been hacked by blades and axes, a platform appeared before them.

Chen Guanlou observed the surroundings and lit the oil lamps on the walls.

Boom!

One by one, the oil lamps were lit accordingly.

The scene before them suddenly opened up.

Only, that scene...

What is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, what is a mountain of blades and a sea of fire?

At this moment, it was completely concretized.

Bones!

Countless bones filled the unfathomable cliff deep valley.

There were white bones, there were mummified corpses...

All the mummified corpses, without exception, had ferocious expressions, like evil ghosts crawling out of hell.

"This is probably a ten-thousand-person pit!"

"More than that!" Chen Guanlou, within his line of sight, pointed to the blood pool ahead. "Look at that blood pool. More than ten thousand people; I'm afraid it would take the blood of a hundred thousand people to form a blood pool of that scale."

As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach churned, and he felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, feeling intense physical and psychological discomfort.

Further ahead, countless blades, spears, swords, and halberds hung in the air, densely packed, forming a living mountain of blades. Behind the mountain of blades was a volcanic eruption; that was a concretized sea of fire!

Zhang Daohe was speechless, remaining silent for a long while. "Good fellow, this method, this scale, it wouldn't make sense if it weren't an imperial mausoleum."

"Whose imperial mausoleum would create a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and a mountain of blades and a sea of fire?"

"If it weren't an imperial mausoleum, how could it have such a scale? Ten thousand people as burial objects; even a Prince wouldn't have the qualifications to enjoy it. It must be an Emperor, only an Emperor. And it must be a powerful Emperor holding imperial power to be able to do this."

"Whose imperial mausoleum would create a curse? Is it to curse descendants to die a horrible death?"

Chen Guanlou sternly refuted.

"How can you say this is a curse?"

"Killing a hundred thousand citizens to make a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, if this isn't a curse, what is? If he thinks his own dynasty's life is too long, if he does this, can the common people below not rebel?"

"If it were in the early days of a dynasty, let alone killing a hundred thousand, even if a million died in one breath, the people wouldn't rebel. Because, whoever dared to show their head would be extinguished in the blink of an eye. Throughout the dynasties, the early period could be poor, but never weak; the military power would have no opponents looking around. If there were, it only meant that the foundation of this dynasty was unstable from the beginning, and it wouldn't last many years before being destroyed. Such a weak dynasty naturally wouldn't dare to kill a hundred thousand people in one breath to build a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood."

Zhang Daohe still had the right to speak when it came to the operation of a dynasty. After all, he had been studying this, fantasizing that one day he could also overthrow the Emperor and sit on the dragon chair.

It's just that, compared to traditional rebellion, his path was a bit skewed. Walking and walking, he ended up on a side path, and playing the evil cult set wouldn't accomplish anything, forever unable to see the light.

Chen Guanlou pondered for a moment and nodded, agreeing with the other party's statement.

If the early Emperors of the Great Yu played like this, they definitely wouldn't capsize. If the late Emperors played like this, they wouldn't have to wait until they died of old age or illness; they would have long been hanged by rebels invading the palace.

"A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood! Brother Chen, how do we handle this? Rush through directly? Or are there hidden crises? We wouldn't have already fallen into a trap, would we? Could this scene now also be an illusion?"

"You might as well suspect that the whole journey is an illusion."

"It's good that it's not an illusion! I'm truly scared; falling into a trap without realizing it, completely unreasonable." Zhang Daohe looked fearful.

Thinking of the scene covered in bugs, he felt a chill all over.

"We definitely have to rush!" Chen Guanlou frowned slightly, looking ahead. "Just in case, let one person rush first to see the situation."

"Rush through the sea of fire directly?"

"We definitely have to rush through the sea of fire, see what the situation is behind the sea of fire, and then make a decision."

"How about I go first. At least, my cultivation is a bit higher than Brother Chen's; this kind of scene should be handled by me."

Chen Guanlou didn't fight him for it and made a gesture of invitation.

Zhang Daohe walked to the side. "Brother Chen, if I encounter an accident, you must save me from the mountain of blades and sea of fire in time. Hey, you say, what does the tomb owner mean, why build a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood halfway through the underground palace, and also create a mountain of blades and a sea of fire."

"Have you ever thought that from the beginning, the underground palace entrance you determined was wrong. The orientation was measured wrong; this is a mausoleum, not a sleeping chamber, and it is infinitely far from the main tomb chamber."

"Doesn't that just prove that this is an imperial tomb. Otherwise, which noble would dare to over-specify the construction of such a large-scale mausoleum, wanting to have their nine generations executed?" ===== CHAPTER 835 =====