In the face of the suspicious eyes of black peony, Li Jia's face showed some self mockery, slightly shook his head, and said: "before, I also thought that this route would not be wrong, but now it is uncertain. I always feel that the road we went through before, although it was also a downward ramp, but the slope was not so big."

Ji Ning looked at Li Jia and said in a low voice, "could it be that you were too worried at that time, and you ran fast, and didn't pay much attention to your feet? There's no definite angle for this slope. It's just a matter of feeling. It's quite normal to have different moods and feelings. "

Ji Ning's words are obviously comforting Li Jia.

His tone is quite mild, and what he says is entirely from Li Jia's point of view.

But Li Jia is still tightly frowning, seems to be trying to recall the situation at that time, but he still shook his head after all, the expression on his face is slightly bitter.

Black Peony sighed. Obviously she knew what Li Jia was thinking. She said in a soft voice, "if we don't have a map in this ancient tomb, we all rely on our feelings. Compared with ordinary people, our perception ability, especially in the tomb, if we don't have such ability, we can't ensure that we come out safely every time."

Obviously, Black Peony's words touched Li Jia's mind again, and made his face more ugly.

His feeling in the tomb, which he was proud of, was now questioned by himself.

Zixuan held her shoulders in her hands, and her face was quite indifferent. She just looked at the way she came, and then said, "we came down from the entrance of the passage, and we went straight this way. But we didn't see any fork in the road. What's wrong with this road?"

This is also a common doubt in all people's hearts.

There is only one way. Can you remember it wrong?

In all people's confused eyes, the expression on Li Jia's face was more and more tangled, but in the end, he just shook his head and didn't explain anything.

Shangguan stood beside Zixuan and looked at the relief in front of her. It was the profile of the mountain.

After looking at it for a few seconds, Shangguan said slowly: "what is painted on it should be the passage in the tomb, right? Look at these channels. They are quite complicated. If there is a fork in the road inadvertently, even if it is a mistake, it is normal, isn't it? "

"However, there seems to be no connection between these channels. Although these lines seem to be a bit messy, you can see that they are quite hierarchical, just like three-dimensional. How to look at them, they seem to exist independently."

Xue Rui also observed carefully and raised his own doubts.

The passages carved on the stone walls are indeed very complicated, but there is no crisscross between them, and it seems that there is no fork in the road.

After Xue Rui's reminding, Shangguan also noticed this, and was very puzzled: "how are these channels connected? Or is it true that the passages in this tomb are separate, each with its own entrance and exit, and there is no connection in this tomb? "

Black Peony explained: "this kind of situation is quite rare. After all, the biggest use of the graveway is to build tombs and send coffins into tombs. The single channel will greatly reduce the work efficiency. Some locations can take the same road. If there is no connection between them, it is meaningless to build the graveway repeatedly."

Listening to several people's discussion, Zixuan gently waved her hand and said, "it's so simple. It's probably a schematic diagram. It shows that there are channels extending in all directions. It can't be seen as a map, and it's not accurate. Discussing this doesn't mean anything."

When she said this, everyone nodded.

After all, this line is really too simple. What Zixuan said is also reasonable. Sticking to it, it doesn't mean much.

Lin Mengjia looked at Tang Feng, his eyes full of inquiry.

When people speak, Tang Feng is silent and thoughtful all the time.

Lin Mengjia knew that Tang Feng must have thought of something like this.

As Lin Mengjia thought, Tang Feng was still thinking about the problem Zixuan had said before.

This tomb has a lot in common with what Zheng songru saw at the beginning. It is very likely that the suppressed souls are among them.

However, it is not surprising that the situation is under a tomb.

There are quite a number of martyrs here who suppress their souls under the tombs for the tomb owner to drive and explain after his death. But why are there such things under the Ruan Kant's castle?

Are these two holes really the same?

When Tang Feng saw Lin Mengjia looking at him, he took back his mind and nodded to her, saying: "there are relief sculptures behind. Let's go and have a look. Maybe there will be other discoveries."

Between speaking, he had already pulled Lin Mengjia's hand and moved his steps towards the front.

Although Lin Mengjia still had doubts in his heart, seeing Tang Feng like this, he gave a gentle "um" and followed him forward.

When people saw this, they quickly followed up.

The relief carving of the whole mountain and the bottomless cave under the mountain seems to be the dividing line between the two sides of the picture.

In the front, it's how these people built the mausoleum, but in the back, it turns into another scene.

The characters depicted above are much smaller than before, which looks about two centimeters, while the scene is becoming wider and wider, on a quite open ground.

The area of the ground is huge. There are hundreds of people on it.

Such a large number of people, layer by layer in a circle, towards the middle of the position.

In the middle of everyone, there is a stone platform protruding.

At the sight of this picture, all of us are looking at it.

They knew immediately that the scene depicted above was the pit they had just passed.

The earth pit is full of people. Isn't this the scene described by Li Jia?

When they thought about this, they all looked at the platform in the middle.

The hundreds of people around them, all in a very respectful attitude of worship, are facing the stone platform, and on the platform, there is not empty, but a person standing.