He frowned and pushed it again, but it still didn't move.
Mo Yitong looked at the stone door up and down, and then said, "It's impossible to push it with brute force. Generally, ancient tombs have mechanism to open doors."
"A trap?" Young Master Yin was obviously not as experienced as Mo Yitong. He lifted his head and looked around.
Suddenly, their eyes lit up at the same time. They saw the plants carved on the stone door. The plant was luxuriant and leafy, with a charming and glamorous flower blooming on the top. The petals were layered and extremely beautiful. However, the flower's color was as red as blood.
"Is this the infinite number of flowers?" "It should be."
Young Master Yin used his jade flute to lightly tap on the carved petals. "Dong dong dong!"
"How can I get in?" Master
