"Why?" Qi Lingshu took the glass mirror and said, "Uncle, Master is still in the tomb."
Meng Qinghe sighed: "Since you entered the Forbidden Forest, the things you have encountered have been inconsistent with common sense. Unconventional means unpredictable. Do you know what unpredictable means?" He paused and said, "It means Danger."
Qi Lingshu pondered for a moment and said, "Uncle, please go and ask Uncle Yuanji to send someone to rescue me. I'll go to the tomb to find my master first." He looked at Qi Yin and a few others, "wait for me here."
"Anyway, it's the friendship of wearing open-crotch pants together," Yun Zhi hooked Qi Lingshu's neck with a smile, "how could I leave you?"
If he clearly cares, let Yunzhi say it, but he is extremely flattering. Qi Lingshu was somewhat resistant to his shamelessness, so he put down his hand coldly and stood farther away from him.
Qi Yin also raised his hand, "I'll go too."
No matter how bastard, he is his father after all, so he still has to go and see.
Zhaoming has always followed the little uncle. Wherever the uncle went, he also said that he would accompany him. Fang Xinxiao still misses Brother Lan, whose life and death are still unknown, but he will not be able to get out at all for a while.
In this way, everyone is gone. Everyone agreed to look for an exit while looking for Qi and Shenwei. At the same time, they must go together and not act alone. So I decided to go ahead and explore, walking along the embankment. The underground river is not a straight line, but has a clear inflection point. The black water's microwave pupils blink, silently flowing into the silent darkness. They crossed the bridge to the other side of the river.
The lamp talisman Yingying illuminated one side of the world, and Qi Yin's eyes widened immediately. This place can hardly be called a tomb, but should be called a palace. The floor is covered with ice-cracked and twisted-branch pattern floor tiles, and the patterns engraved on it are complex and have an ancient and solemn meaning. The rock walls on all sides were ground flat, and colored rock paintings were engraved on them, many of which have been discolored. A large bronze cauldron was placed in the middle, with runes engraved on the cauldron, and a faint glow on the mouth of the cauldron. Twelve golden-handled knives were suspended above. The knives were a golden cross. The blade is sharp, condensed with a cold light like a star.
"So imposing, is it the tomb of your ancestor Wufang?" Qi Yin clicked his tongue.
No one paid any attention to him, everyone curiously surrounded the twelve golden knives, and the magnificent golden knives spun in the light.
Qi Lingshu frowned and said, "Cross handguard?"
"What?" Qi Yin asked.
Qi Lingshu frowned and didn't say a word, Yun Zhi explained for him: "The cross guard knife is a legendary artifact, a knife that only gods can envoy. Once pierced into flesh and blood, it cannot be pulled out without the owner's will, and it will remain forever. There. In ancient times, gold, mysterious silver and bronze were used as the three major metals. The cross guard knife uses gold as the handle and mysterious silver as the blade. Uncle once speculated that this is the sword of the gods in the southern border." He touched his chin, "But this sword is only recorded in ancient books, whether there is a god or not, it is not guaranteed that the tomb owner copied it according to the records."
Meng Qinghe sighed: "Yunzhi Shi-nephew didn't sleep in my class, so he should be commended."
Yun Zhi smiled and said, "Where is it."
Meng Qinghe lowered his voice again and said, "The pig demon Mao will be transferred to prisoners every moment. At that time, I will let Qingming Yirong follow me. After entering the forbidden forest, I will wait for the opportunity to go to the Yuanwei cemetery to find you. If you find Yuanwei, go back to the other side of the river and wait for Qingming. "
"Uncle, you are reliable," Yun Zhi sighed, "If it were my master, he would be burning paper for me by now."
After reading the knife, everyone scattered in the hall to find if there were any gaps. The silence in the dark hall was a bit terrifying, and the dim golden light of the lamp talisman reflected on everyone's faces, as if they were covered with a golden mask. Qi Yin touched his cold hands, feeling that someone was watching him in the dark. Unconsciously walking to the edge of the rock paintings, ancient colors come into view.
The color of the rock paintings is very thin, nothing more than black rock as the base, and then decorated with two colors of red and white. The first painting is of a full moon night, with the solid black of the rock representing the night and a cloud of white paint representing the moon. A group of sketched people knelt on the ground, and some people had horns. In front of them were piles of offerings, melons and fruits, and they were bowing down to the moon reverently. In the second picture, the moon in the sky stretches out a zigzag light ladder to the ground, and everyone dances happily. Qi Yin turned to the other wall, looked at the third painting, glanced at it, and immediately opened his eyes wide.
In front of the moon, at the apex of the ladder of light, stands a tall and straight shadow of a deer. It looks down at all the creatures on the ground, as if it is the king of the world.
It's a white deer.
"Look at the dome!" Fang Xinxiao suddenly shouted.
Everyone raised their heads, Fang Xinxiao released the lamp talisman, and the lamp talisman floated up faintly, illuminating the dark dome. On the roof of the dome-like hall, a huge colorful painting was drawn, and the deep and smooth lines outlined a tall and straight white deer. The moon, which almost filled half of the night sky, was gone. Countless ant-like creatures crawl in the corner of the rock painting, kneeling and sending the white deer away.
"This is not the tomb of Patriarch Wufang," Meng Qinghe sighed softly, "This is a tomb of a witch."
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Ice Sea and Heaven.
Fu Lan dived silently, the silent water waves shrouded him, the ice here was bone-piercing, even if the barrier was opened, it was so cold that it seemed to be frozen instantly, and the black cat was shivering in his arms. There is absolute darkness in the water waves, it is too deep here, the sky is just bright, and the light above is not strong enough to penetrate the deep sea water.
He looked down at the unfathomable deep sea below, and released the small fish. Countless light-blue flying fish gushed out of him, swung their tails and swam into the silent abyss, and the shallow fluorescent light illuminated the square-inch sea, and he saw a huge bronze pillar standing under his feet. It was countless bronze pillars arranged in a square array, the bottom of which was submerged under the silt of the sea of ice, and the part exposed to the sea water was already high.
Tongtian Pillar.
The ancient mortals and demons believed that the higher the house was built, the closer to the gods, so they built these bronze pillars to get closer to the gods. If there are blasphemers, the Wuzhu will take off their heads and embed them in the bronze pillars when they are poured. As far as the eye can see, many dark blue heads can be seen, like strict statues.
Fu Lan slowly descended, and her toes landed on the top of the bronze pillar, overlooking the entire ruins of the miracle.
In front of it lies the remains of a huge heavy eaves, as well as beams and pillars entwined with seaweed, and the main body of the temple has long been buried under the silt. The black cat approached a huge bronze pillar, and small fish circled to illuminate it. It saw the densely engraved gold inscriptions on it, and the gold paint had long since faded into a gloomy waxy yellow.
The black cat slowly read the words on it:
"Jie Jie Bai Lu, disobeying the order of heaven.
Both revolt and delay, destiny is guilt.
The emperor has eight directions, and the majesty is reversed.
The bells and drums are brilliant, and the gods are signs.
The chime is in charge of the general, and the white deer collapses.
Heaven and earth return to light, and the gods return together. "
"This is probably an ancient battlefield," explained the black cat. "There are no gold inscriptions on the other bronze pillars. They were probably carved after the war. The 'Emperor' refers to Fuxi. They sounded the war drum. Fuxi led the Central Plains. The gods cut down the white deer. When the chime sounded, they won the victory." The black cat touched the dim text with its cat's paws, "Our god is dead, stupid. The great god is transformed by the aura of heaven and earth, and it will be transformed after death. Returning to heaven and earth, there is neither body nor reincarnation, it turns out that there is no god in our southern border."
"Is it bad?" Fu Lan asked in a low voice.
"It's too bad," the black cat said in a low voice, "it means that when we worship the great god and make a wish, all our wishes are told to the air. No god listens to your wishes, and no god fulfills your wishes. What Xiaoyin said Yes, we found him by luck."
Fu Lan didn't answer, the black cat turned his head, this quiet man looked at the dark abyss, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he looked absent-minded. After a while, more herring poured out of him, and the black cat could see that he had used this technique to the extreme.
The small fish spread silently to the entire ice sea, and Fu Lan's eyes shrank suddenly.
Heartbeat, the whole sea resonates with heartbeat.
At the bottom of the sea of ice, there are countless vigorous heartbeats. They are buried under the mud. The heartbeats are ancient and solemn, like bells and drums. On the east side of the ice sea, countless faint heartbeats sounded muffled, as if they were cymbals wrapped in cloth, so faint that they were almost inaudible. Xiaoyu passed through those heartbeats, and he saw frost-covered, cold and pale faces. They closed their eyes, and the hypothermia suppressed their blood and heartbeat, sending them into a long, quiet sleep. These things have strange shapes, the upper body is human, the lower body is deformed, and some have sharp claws, and it is not clear whether they are human or demon.
Xiaoyu didn't stop and continued to sneak. On the north side of the ice sea, there was another huge heart like a dull thunder. It belonged to a young demon dragon. The last such heart died under his knife.
The three heartbeats are like an ensemble of different musical instruments, and the water waves are slightly rippling, as if they vibrate with them. Suddenly, among all the heartbeats, there was a heartbeat that stood out and was caught by a small fish. It was a hard heartbeat, sinking under the cold silt. Among the thousands of heartbeats, it was the only one that resonated with Fu Lan's heartbeat, as if it was an old friend whom he hadn't seen for many years.
It is calling Fu Lan.
Fu Lan lowered her eyes and stretched out her hand.
The vast water waves and the silt at the bottom of the abyss suddenly shook, and a black lacquer thing broke out of the seabed and rose into the water waves. It floated up towards Fu Lan at a uniform speed, and finally stopped in front of Fu Lan.
It was a black scabbard horizontal sword with a bizarre crossed scabbard. Fu Lan held its hilt, Shen Xiong's heartbeat came from the body of the knife, pulsing in Fu Lan's palm. After a while, the scabbard automatically fell off, and a bleak stream of mercury poured out.
The black cat stared at the knife and said in amazement: "This knife is forged from black silver, and the black silver is not stained with dust and mud. You can see that it has been buried in the ground for so many years, and there is no mud at all after it comes out. This must not be a mortal weapon. , I don't know what the origin is. The cross sword is the sword of our southern border?"
Fu Lan called out its name in a low voice, "Cross Bone."
The black cat's eyes widened, "How do you recognize it?"
Fu Lan shook her head slightly.
He didn't know either, he just recognized the knife, and the moment he held the handle, it was like a reunion of old friends.
He put the bone cutter behind him, turned around, and swam towards the edge of the ice sea.
"Where are we going now?" the black cat asked.
They reached the ice-sea rock face, and there were countless holes in front of them that looked like a huge beehive, each hole leading to a bottomless darkness. Numerous small fish passed through the rippling water barrier and swam into the cave. The complicated map appeared in Fulan's mind. The caves were connected to the caves, the caves were connected to the caves, and the underground mountain roads were interlaced in longitude and latitude, like a huge spider web. Countless Wufang disciples walked on the spider web, and the white collars were embroidered with broken branches and plum blossoms, indicating that they belonged to one of the four towers. In the center of the spider web is a huge golden light circle, and eight men are sitting around in meditation.
Here is the Tianyuan cobweb, the secret of Wufang.
The black cat grabbed Fu Lan's shoulders, and one person and one cat went into the cave together.
"Go fight." Fu Lan said.
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"Witch's tomb?" Fang Xinxiao asked, "How can there be a witch's tomb in the world?"
"You don't know," Meng Qinghe said, "the area of southern Xinjiang in ancient times was much larger than it is today. According to the description in "Southern Xinjiang Chronicles", today's Wufang was the northernmost point of southern Xinjiang at that time. Here It is not surprising that the tomb of the ancient Wuzhu is buried."
Qi Yin recalled the Southern Border witch curse that Cat Master said, and felt a little uneasy, and said: "Uncle, if we trespassed on other people's graves, will they hold us against us? Get us a witch curse or something."
Meng Qinghe said with a low smile: "As long as you don't mess with things, such as the cross handguard, I'm sure the seniors won't care."
"Don't worry, I heard that the White Deer God only eats the hearts of children," Zhaoming laughed. "You are so tall, even if you want to be a sacrifice, people will not look down on you."
"..." Qi Yin frowned imperceptibly, "The white deer doesn't eat the hearts of children, those are all rumors. On the contrary, in the local legend of the demon, it especially likes children, and if a child gets lost, it will also lead it. They go home."
Zhaoming was quite unconvinced and said, "Where did you know it? You actually want to speak for the evil god that demons believe in?"
He couldn't make sense with Wufang's idiots, Qi Yin rolled his eyes, turned his head and ignored him. When Zhaoming saw him like this, a nameless fire rose up, and he had to say something else. Qi Lingshu frowned and said, "Silence."
Zhaoming stopped reluctantly, but Yunzhi laughed leisurely: "The evil god that demons believe in? I'm afraid it's not necessarily." He pursed his lips toward the dome, "Look, those with horns represent demons, but they don't have horns. It must be a human, right?"
"That's right," Meng Qinghe said warmly, "In ancient times, the estrangement between humans and demons was not as deep as it is today. There are also many human races living in southern Xinjiang, who worshipped the Great White Deer together with the demons."
"Elder Qinghe, does Bailu live on the moon?" Fang Xinxiao widened his eyes curiously.
"Accurately speaking, it is the Moon Wheel Sky, which is the residence of the Great God Bailu." Qinghe said, "It is recorded in the Annals of Southern Borders in Hainan that every night when the moon is full, the witches and believers will put sacrifices to wait for the Great God Bailu. You can see the second rock painting, the people in the corner are dancing, it's not a simple dance, it's a dance that can only be performed by a witch. Only the dance can welcome the god and lower the moonlight ladder. I've heard that the dance is solemn Miao Li, Mu Ran Shaoya, unfortunately, the dance steps have been lost, and we don't have this blessing anymore."
"Wait," Qi Lingshu pointed to the dome and suddenly said, "What is that?"
Looking in the direction he pointed, Qi Yin found several thin scratches on the color painting. The lengths are different, and the five are in a group, as if they were drawn by human hands. Yun Zhi snapped his fingers, more lamp talismans floated up, the entire dome glowed brightly, everyone was stunned, and the top was covered with scratches.
"What is it that has crawled over here?" Zhaoming asked, "Monster?"
There must be a monster next to him trapped here, Qi Yin frowned, wondering what happened to the dog sword fairy, Qing style said that he was half dead and half alive, shouldn't he be hurt by the monster
At this moment, a rustling sound suddenly came from the end of the hall, which seemed especially abrupt in the silent darkness. Everyone was startled, Qi Yin hurriedly took out the Guiming Sword, although it was rusted, it was a sword anyway, so it could be used for self-defense.
Qi Lingshu ignited the lamp talisman, and the lamp talisman floated in the direction of the sound. The dim lights slowly dispelled the darkness, and they saw a thin, shriveled figure hiding behind a red-lacquered pillar, as if staring at them faintly.