Wizard Academy - Chapter 37

[Chapter 30 Encountering Immortals (2)]

Fang, there is a crack, and I don’t know if he just fell on it and hit it open, or if it was pushed open when he was leaning against the wall.

It was a temporarily built wall, which was well hidden, but it was revealed by a little force.

Like a pile of stones.

“Hey, there seems to be a passage behind the wall.”

“Someone dug a hole here.”

All the cameras were basically arranged for the first time, and this was the point of interest.

A hidden cave?

Everyone could not help but look at each other.

“Isn’t this the main room? It’s the end, why is there still behind?”

“This hole seems to have been dug before, and it was blocked and covered up.”

“Who is digging such a hole here?”

Someone I got closer to see: “There seems to be a lot of space behind, but it’s dark and no lights.”

The effect of the variety show is here. This mysterious and unknown adventure is the most exciting.

Jiang Zhu couldn’t help but wonder, the program team arranged it?

What about no script? It’s all deceptive indeed.

It is estimated that many others have this idea.

The hole made by the stones was not solid, and the blocking stones were removed in three or two strokes. A group of artists who had never encountered such an encounter were particularly enthusiastic.

The searchlight was taken out and shone into the pitch-black hole.

The moment Jiang Zhu followed people in, his heart tensed.

“Did you hear a roar just now, like it was coming from the wall?” Jiang Zhu asked.

It’s a bit noisy now, and even if there is any sound, I’m afraid it will be covered up, but Jiang Zhu has a neurotic sensitivity to the sound from the wall, he has listened to it several times.

Everyone is still thinking, this person is quite good at making atmosphere.

Jiang Zhu followed the light of the searchlight to look at the wall.

I was stunned again, the wall was actually dug up, and there were oil lamps used in ancient tombs on it.

Not a modern development, as the traces of history are different.

Then, Jiang Zhu saw… a mural behind the digging traces.

Old, messy frescoes, which have been destroyed by excavation.

At this time, others also made new discoveries.

There is a platform in front of it that stretches into the distance. There are four sarcophagi on the platform, no, five, and there is a sarcophagus on a stone pier at the farthest.

Zhou Tongwen’s excited voice sounded: “Isn’t this the real tomb of Heshang Gong? The ancient books record that Heshang Gong had four disciples.”

“The four coffins plus the last one are just right on the ancient books. The record.”

At this time, Jiang Zhu’s heart was full of fear.

This is a shrine, to be precise, a shrine that was converted into a mausoleum by the ancients.

If the five sarcophagi were really Duke Heshang and his four disciples, then it goes without saying that Duke Heshang, a lunatic, built his mausoleum in the shrine.

The origin of the myths and legends about Duke He Shang may be that he discovered some secrets of the Jingu.

At this time, the light in the cave suddenly brightened.

Someone used a lighter to light the oil lamp on the wall, with some surprise on his face: “It can actually be lit, this oil lamp is amazing.”

Jiang Zhu couldn’t help but glance at this person, Ji Yan’s security team.

Others also looked at the strange style in the cave and were pleasantly surprised.

Jiang Zhu was very frightened in his heart. This is the shrine. Although it has been redeveloped by the ancients and turned into a mausoleum, Jiang Zhu has entered the shrine many times. In his perception, the shrine… is extremely dangerous.

He couldn’t help approaching Qi Hao and Lu Yi, and whispered, “Anyway, don’t touch the wall.”

At this time, the security team seemed to be walking ahead in order to confirm safety.

Zhou Tongwen suddenly shouted: “What are you doing?”

It turned out that the security guard accidentally fell to the first sarcophagus because of poor vision, and the lid of the sarcophagus was knocked off a bit.

No one paid attention to Zhou Tongwen’s shouting.

Because… inside the smashed sarcophagus lay a person, with flesh and blood that was no different from ordinary people… a dead person, even the skin was crystal clear and jade-colored, dressed as an ancient.

Silence, suffocation.

The sarcophagus must have been around for thousands of years. An ancient man who lived for thousands of years was immortal and never rotted.

If it weren’t for the slightest breath, it would be no different from a living person.

Surprisingly, some changes took place.

A little white light rose from the sarcophagus, and the people in the coffin turned into a crystal white light that ascended and disappeared.

“It’s feathering.” Zhou Tongwen was obviously excited and incoherent: “In ancient times, there were immortals, who lived a long life and lived a long life. They became immortals by feathering.”

“There are really feathered immortals in the world, and those recorded in ancient books are true.”

[End of This Chapter]