The stalagmite rushed forward, as fast as wheels grew underneath, Meng Fuyao turned over and jumped up, the dagger flashed to split the stalagmite.
In a blink of an eye, he suddenly saw something in the stalagmite in the shape of a human, pale and colorless. Meng Fuyao was startled, and hurriedly retracted the knife. The tip of the knife brushed against the stalagmite. The stalagmite could not resist the sharp edge. Crack open and roll out a white object.
Ji Yu whistled, and everyone dispersed immediately, sword in hand, watching the thing warily, but the thing seemed to be alive, rolling towards Meng Fuyao all the time, Meng Fuyao pointed sharply with the tip of the knife, The bright knife light shone like a galaxy hanging upside down in the dark cave. The thing seemed to be afraid of such a magic weapon, and rolled to a stop three feet away from her.
After a stop, everyone immediately saw the thing clearly. It turned out to be a naked virgin corpse, with her head slightly tilted to the side, bent over her hands and legs, completely hairless, and her skin was abnormally white, almost the same color as a stalagmite. Buried at the root of the stalagmite, no one noticed it for a while.
"Bury a human animal with bent limbs?" Meng Fuyao murmured. In her previous life, she participated in the archaeological excavation of the Guangfulin Cultural Tomb Site and found a buried corpse with bent limbs. The bent body does not belong to the sideways bent limbs. It was only at this moment that she remembered that she is now in a different world. There are differences in the change of dynasties and human culture from the previous life. The taboos and customs of the burial regulations of various dynasties are no longer applicable, and all she can use are some intuitions and basic inferences formed during the archaeological process.
For example, this human animal melted alone in this stalagmite, which is abnormal, and this stalagmite should not be a stalagmite. Meng Fuyao checked carefully and found that this thing turned out to be a thin layer of jade, probably originally a huge piece of jade. The jade was hollowed out in the middle and put into the child's corpse.
Looking at it, he saw the finger of the child's corpse slightly raised, pointing in one direction. Meng Fuyao straightened her up with a knife, and it really pointed to the place where the stalagmite was down, where a hole had already appeared due to the fracture of the stalagmite.
There was a wind coming out from the bottom of the cave, swirling and whistling in the empty cave, everyone watched the girl's body as white as jade lying quietly at Meng Fuyao's feet, and saw her skin and flesh glisten with a pale green light under the reflection of the stalactites. They are all a little terrified.
Ji Yu helped up the soldier who toppled the stalagmite just now. He just froze in shock for a moment. Now he lowered his head in embarrassment, but everyone smiled at him tolerantly—even though he had experienced many battles, he was in danger every step of the way. In the karst cave, at the foot is the thousand-year-old tomb of the Great Gun clan known as the weirdest in history. It is normal to be shocked when you suddenly see this thing.
However, the soldier raised his eyes to look at the child's corpse, and suddenly yelled again in panic.
"She raised her head just now! That's not the case!"
This sound made Meng Fuyao explode in shock, Ji Yu frowned, "Did you misread because you were too frightened?"
"No!" the soldier shouted, "I saw it clearly just now. She raised her head and glanced at me. The whites of her eyes are blue, so I, I..."
"Burn her." It was Zhan Beiye who spoke suddenly. He strode over and pointed at the child corpse with a long sword in his hand. The sword edge flashed red. Swinging Blade blocked it.
"This should be the 'Virgin of the Town Gate' of the Dagun clan. A girl born on a cloudy day, a lunar month, and a cloudy day is selected. She has never seen her parents since she was born, and she is only fed goat cheese mixed with a secret recipe every day. Its skin is crystal clear, and then it was killed by bloodletting in a very cruel way when it was five years old, and it was used to protect the entrance of the tomb forever. This thing has a lot of resentment and cannot be kept."
"No," Meng Fuyao thought for a while, then shook his head, "If this thing is burned, it can be solved, and the Da Gun clan will not use her to guard the tomb. Putting it here, there must be other plans."
She looked around, and her eyes fell on a tortoise shell on Ji Yu's waist purse, she couldn't help being overjoyed, and said, "This is good, come here, donate it first."
Ji Yu had a troubled expression on his face, he hesitated for a moment before taking it off, Meng Fuyao laughed and said, "Given it by my little lover? It's okay, I'll explain it for you next time."
Ji Yu blushed slightly, turned his head away, Meng Fuyao couldn't help but wink even more when he saw this resolute young man had such an expression, everyone smiled knowingly, and the atmosphere in the gloomy cave suddenly eased a little.
Meng Fuyao split the tortoise shell in half, usually crushed it into powder and sprinkled it on the child's body, when the tortoise shell powder was sprinkled, the child's body shrank suddenly and suddenly raised its head!
Her cyan pupils shone with a strange light in the darkness. Her eyes were out of focus, but she seemed to be looking at everyone. When everyone came into contact with such lifeless eyes, they couldn't help feeling a chill from their lower abdomen. On the abdomen, a piece of transparent belly faintly reveals a khaki-yellow light, and the light becomes more and more intense, like a cluster of strangely colored fire.
The surrounding temperature suddenly became scorching hot, as if someone had boiled hot soup with a big cauldron around, without steam, but it made people feel the bone-biting temperature.
Everyone took a step back, Meng Fuyao stood still, and Zhan Beiye stood beside her, blocking her, but Meng Fuyao pushed him and said, "You are too yang, this thing is afraid of you, it will give birth to It's okay, don't worry, it's okay."
She took a step forward, stared at those blue pupils, and said in a low voice, "Go."
When the tortoise shell powder fell, the blue pupils gradually turned white, and the stomach bulged, as if something was colliding in the body and couldn't get out. The shock made the corpse continue to thump, and the earthy yellow light kept flickering. fade away.
Meng Fuyao kept staring nervously, and when the light faded, he let out a long breath, returned half of the tortoise shell to Ji Yu, and said, "The tortoise shell is a holy object to ward off evil spirits, one of the favorite things used by tomb robbers, so it's easy to keep."
Walking to the entrance of the cave, Meng Fuyao said, "You can go down."
Ji Yu snatched it over, holding the tortoiseshell in his palm, and was about to slide down first, but Meng Fuyao snatched it up, probed in and took a closer look, and said, "Don't slip! Support the cave wall with both hands and feet and go down slowly, don't try to save trouble slide down!"
Without further ado, Ji Yu climbed down slowly according to Meng Fuyao's request, and the others followed. This time, Zhan Beiye refused anyone to follow him and insisted on staying in the rear.
Meng Fuyao was walking in the middle, touching the soil around the cave with his head sideways while walking, and suddenly said in a deep voice, "Quick! Extinguish the fire!"
Her tone was so tense that everyone trembled when they heard it, a soldier holding a fire bag immediately blew out the flames, and only after they were extinguished did he ask Meng Fuyao, "Why?"
Meng Fuyao's eyes were as bright as stars in the darkness, but he didn't answer, he just said, "Go down first, if I guess correctly, there should be something down there."
This descending hole is not very long, and after climbing for a while, there will be light below, and the hole gradually moves to the left, becoming wider and wider, and it is no longer possible to support it with both hands and feet. After walking about ten meters, Ji Yu at the bottom suddenly let out an "ah".
At the same time, everyone closed their eyes.
The brilliance is bright.
Crimson, turquoise, emerald, jade, yellow, purple, and five colors of light rush straight out from the bottom of the cave. From a distance, it looks like a colorful cloud rising slowly from the dark depths of the ground. Dazzling and amazing.
The value of a huge crystal gem vein that is rare in the world is almost inestimable.
But it wasn't just this that shocked everyone.
These crystals are all huge and towering columnar crystals, the tops are as sharp as swords, slanted and criss-crossed, vertical and horizontal like forests, and stand tall. It is conceivable that if everyone just slid down in one go according to the habit of descending holes, the final result must be It fell straight into the crystal sword forest, worn on these beautiful huge crystals, and became an eternal sacrifice in the thousand-year-old tomb of the Great Gun Clan.
This crystal forest may look beautiful, but in fact it has stood here for thousands of years, waiting to be killed by those who snatch life.
In fact, in the northwest corner of the crystal jungle, there are indeed a few white bones, struggling and painfully worn on the tip of the crystal. It is probably a tomb robber many years ago. Everyone looked at those corpses, as if they saw themselves, they all shivered.
Zhan Beiye whispered behind Meng Fuyao, "How do you know there is this down there?"
how do you know? Meng Fuyao smiled. All large-scale tombs have anti-theft measures, such as quicksand and stones, triadic clay, mercury and fire, fake coffins for suspicious burials, and stone-topped doors... But in the tombs with mountains as mausoleums, there are natural When Meng Fuyao was excavating an ancient tomb of the Warring States period in a mountain tomb, he saw people using rocks to set up formations. He thought of it for a moment, and it was just an extra thought.
This was her professional intuition, which could not be explained, and Zhan Beiye didn't ask any more questions behind her, but suddenly let out a low sigh.
At this time, he had reached the entrance of the cave, and when Ji Yu went down, the cave was very bright. The walls of the cave were covered with large expanses of mica and agate, which complemented each other with crystals, and stretched vertical and horizontal black projections on the ground. In front of the crystal forest, there was a huge Strange bird statue.
It looks like a white crane, but its feathers are scarlet red with strange patterns. It has only one leg and a long white beak.
Meng Fuyao looked up at the strange bird statue, and murmured, "Chapter Eshan in the Book of Mountains and Seas: There is a bird, its shape is like a crane, with one foot, red and blue, and its own beak, and now there is fire in its city... Bi Fang, the God of Fire."
Zhan Beiye suddenly stepped forward, sniffed the smell around the statue, and his face changed.
"Fire oil..."
"Yes, this statue is hollow, and it's full of flammable fire oil." Meng Fuyao said quietly, "If I'm not mistaken, there are lead wires buried under the statue all the way to the entrance of the cave, and the soil at the entrance of the cave is It's nitrate."
"So you asked us to put out the fire?" Zhan Beiye's eyes changed, "Not only that, even the corpse of the child can't be burned. Once it is burned, it will explode under our feet, right?"
Meng Fuyao smiled and didn't answer, but he felt chills towards the Great Gun clan in his heart. The designer of this tomb is a pervert. Just the corpse of the child at the door had at least three killers. He was certain that this ominous thing would be buried. The tomb is destroyed, and the way of destruction is nothing more than burning with knives and chopping, so a fire wire is buried directly to the underground statue. Once there is an open flame near the upper hole, it may cause an explosion below. If the person who entered the tomb chooses to cut the corpse That child's corpse, there are monsters in the stomach of that child's corpse, and no one is spared when forced out. Even if someone passes two levels in a row, most people will relax their vigilance at this time, and the descending hole will slide down smoothly, so there is still one level to kill The crystal sword array is waiting.
At this time, Zhan Beiye also figured out the horror, and suddenly said, "Fuyao, you saved us three times."
Meng Fuyao smiled and shook her head, "You save me and I save you, why do you have to be so clear." She strode over, walked around the statue, passed through the crystal formation, and finally stopped in front of a stone gate, saying, "Behind this is the tomb passage."
On the stone gate were some strange characters written in cinnabar or blood, Meng Fu shook his head without raising his head, and murmured, "Anyone who dares to send me a mound will never leave my house."
Zhan Beiye was carefully deciphering the incomprehensible cipher text of the Da Gun clan, when he heard this sentence he asked in amazement, "Do you understand the Da Gun text?"
Meng Fuyao replied with a grin, "All tomb owners in the world can only curse this one sentence."
Zhan Beiye looked at her and smiled, "I really like your silly boldness."
Meng Fuyao pretended not to hear, leaned on the door to look at the huge hinge, and said, "I don't know whether to open it inward or outward, let's try."
The result of the trial was that it opened inwards, but it couldn't be pushed open. Meng Fuyao reached into the crack of the door with a dagger, picked it up and down and said, "There is a forehead and a catalpa, and there are standing cheeks on both sides. It seems that there are locks, mandarin duck buckles, Quite a complex door jack."
Stretching out his hand, he said, "Fatty! Crowbar!"
There was silence behind her, Meng Fuyao was startled, and then remembered what she said, she was a little dazed for a moment, and slowly turned her head, everyone looked at her strangely in the crystal light.
Pulling the corner of his mouth, Meng Fuyao said coyly, "Slip of mouth, slip of tongue..."
Two black wind cavalry handed over two awls and asked, "Is this okay?"
"Enough." Meng Fuyao took it, and began to tease her up and down. The eyes of the people behind her were all on her back, which was a bit embarrassing. Meng Fuyao guessed that Zhan Beiye was using the phrase "So you are a tomb robber". Looking at her, hey, it's so embarrassing, the fame of the whole life has been squandered.
But to be honest, Meng Fuyao's current technical display is indeed in the category of tomb robbery rather than archaeology. In the national archaeological excavations, in front of some difficult facilities, in order not to damage the ruins and maintain a high degree of integrity, some "folk people" will be invited later. "To help in the excavation, Meng Fuyao learned from an old "Taoist Faqiu".
After a while, there was a "click", and the door of the dead man's house was finally opened by Meng Fuyao.
A thousand-year-old smell rushed out from the deep and dark tomb passage, and rushed straight to the people at the door, Meng Fuyao pulled Zhan Beiye out of the way early.
At a glance, the tomb passage is about 50 meters long, and there are no walls or stone gates. It is completely different from the Han and Tang dynasties in the previous life when the tomb passage was sealed with heavy boulders. Meng Fuyao was slightly relieved. If there are too many boulders in the tomb passage, the The current gunpowder technology and weight can't blow up the boulder at all.
A group of people cautiously entered the tomb passage, and only then did Meng Fuyao order to light the fire. Looking up, there were murals painted on the top of the tomb passage, with bright colors. He passed by a corner of the painting, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, but the light and shadow flew by, and the black wind cavalry holding a torch had already passed the mural. At this time, the fire source was precious, and Meng Fuyao didn't have time to stop and study it.
As she walked forward, she smashed out the few crystals she picked up earlier, and kept testing whether there was a mechanism in the way ahead. The cavalryman walked in front, and kept answering Ji Yu's low-pitched questions, and suddenly froze, as if Seeing something, he crooked and bumped into the wall of the tomb passage.
With a bang, the wall burst, and a large piece of golden quicksand poured out like a spring. The quicksand fell on the ground and poured into an imperceptible gap. The gap was filled in an instant, and then there was another bang.
The cavalry fell short, and the whole person suddenly fell straight down.
"call!"
Walking at the end of the battle, Kitano's clothes blew with the wind, and suddenly he came to the front, and the black shadow picked up the cavalry in a flash. At this moment, there was a crunching sound under him, and the ground suddenly turned, revealing a pit with a diameter of four or five meters. The sharp blade flickered in the pit, as if waiting to devour someone.
Zhan Beiye carried a person, turned over in mid-air, kicked up to the top of the tomb passage, swept two feet with that kick, and passed the trap.
As soon as his figure fell to the ground, there was another bang. The top of the tomb passage he had just stepped on suddenly cracked, and a large amount of sealing soil mixed with sharp gravel fell down, pouring down like a torrential rain, filling the pit in an instant, and falling continuously , after vaguely hearing that the pit was full, there was a "click" sound from somewhere.
Meng Fuyao had already raised her arms and yelled, "Go over! Hurry up! The tomb passage is about to be sealed!" The wall of the tomb passage beside her was broken, and a large amount of yellow sand flowed out, instantly forming a layer under her feet, and within a short time, the place will be filled with yellow sand .
Ji Yu had already kicked the Black Wind Cavalry over one by one, "Quick!" He shouted again, "Miss Meng, hurry over!"
"You go first!" Meng Fuyao kicked away a cavalryman, and shouted at Zhan Beiye, who was about to rush through the sand and smoke to pick her up, "You must not come over, or they will all turn around and die together!"
Zhan Beiye's body froze half way out of the rush, and even the muscles on his face twisted in an instant.
The rocks fell so fast that it was almost impossible to pass people. The half-person-high gap was still closing, and Zhan Beiye's anxious face was revealed in the closed gap. The cavalry all fell down, and then raised their legs and went straight.
At this moment, Ji Yu and Meng Fuyao still had two Black Wind cavalrymen who refused to leave, and Huang Sha was already buried to his knees. They looked at each other, each jumped up, grabbed and kicked the man, and Meng Fuyao The cavalryman kicked passed through the gap that was only a few tens of centimeters wide, and bumped into Zhan Beiye who was coming at a high speed. Slippery, the lightness kung fu is actually very good, once slid behind Meng Fuyao, he pushed vigorously without saying a word.
The gap is only wide enough for one person to lie down flat, and if it doesn't pass, no one can get through.
Meng Fuyao was staring at Zhan Beiye who was about to rush back, he was so anxious that he didn't watch out for this cavalryman's move, he was pushed hard and flew straight into the gap, and in his busy schedule, he only had time to hold Ji Yu tightly.
The stones kept falling, and the sand quickly filled the gaps. What's worse, the stones at the top suddenly loosened, and a huge boulder weighing half a ton crashed down!
The direction where the boulder fell was facing Meng Fuyao who was about to pass through the gap. At this time, she was unable to change her figure in mid-air, and she was about to be crushed into a meatloaf by the boulder.
Zhan Beiye rushed over suddenly, with the long sword in his hand straightened up, shoulders and shoulders facing upwards, resisting the falling boulder.
"puff"
A mouthful of blood was sprayed on the boulder.
The weight of a boulder is more than a thousand catties? Coupled with the huge gravity of the sudden fall, even Zhan Beiye, who was born with supernatural power, had to splatter blood on the spot with human strength.
There was a slight creaking sound amidst the sound of falling gravel and sand. It was the sound of Zhan Beiye's long sword being slightly bent under the pressure of the boulder, or there was the squeezing sound of Zhan Beiye's bones being pressed by gravity, but Zhan Beiye refused to let it die. Then, the corner of the mouth where the blood was not gone, was soaked with blood again in an instant.
The last Black Wind Rider who came over rushed forward, using his weapons and shoulders, and also firmly pressed against the boulder.
With a "huh", Meng Fuyao finally passed through the gap that was only one person wide, and Zhan Beiye pulled her to a safe place with one hand.
With another sound, Ji Yu's body also came over, but it was a step too late. At the moment when his body could barely come over, a huge boulder weighing several tens of kilograms suddenly fell, and the sharp stone tip was aimed at Ji Yu. left arm.
With a "click", there was a slight sound of bone cracking, and Ji Yu's left arm was pressed under the stone.
His face turned pale in an instant, but he didn't look at his hand at all, but immediately pushed Zhan Beiye away resolutely, and swiped the sword that was about to bend.
The long sword burst out, and the bullet landed chokingly in the tomb passage. Zhan Beiye staggered back and spewed another mouthful of blood onto the ground.
The sword light flashed.
Blood spatter.
With a single sword, Ji Yu chopped off his pressed left arm.
Then he turned over and fell to the ground.
The boulder crashed down, splitting the tomb passage in two and blocking it forever.
One of Ji Yu's arms remained forever in the tomb passage of the Da Gun clan's tomb.
Together with his arm, the cavalryman who remained on the opposite side of the boulder was left behind. The moment he pushed Meng Fuyao out, he was doomed to die.
Ji Yu scrambled on the boulder, the blood on the severed arm was protruding, he didn't care, he just beat on the stone door desperately, shouting to the other side, "San'er! Saner!"
There was no sound on the opposite side, but there was a faint commotion.
Meng Fuyao rushed over, put her ear on the stone door, and vaguely heard dull struggling sounds, thumping sounds, suppressed panting sounds, and terrified roars from her throat.
What happened on the other side
What suddenly appeared in the half of the tomb passage separated by the boulder
And the soldier who gave her the chance to live and fell alone, what happened to him now
Is it not just quicksand that will bury people alive
Hearing his terrified panting and roaring, he must have encountered something horrific and beyond his ability to bear. As a black wind elite who has the idea of death and has nothing to kill, what can he do? To make him so terrified before dying
Because I didn't know, I became more and more imaginative and panicked.
Meng Fuyao clasped the boulder, imagining the moment when he faced the deserted tomb passage, the inevitable end, the sudden appearance of ghosts, the desperate struggle, the maddening fear and the pain of loneliness at that moment.
Painful blood flowed from the bottom of her heart, and her throat was sweet. She slammed her head on the boulder, but she didn't know why she slammed it like this. She only felt that this slam could stop the pain in her heart caused by that young man, but No matter how she hit him, she couldn't save him anymore, she could only "listen" to him, and at the end of her life, she fought against the unknown fear until she died.
A warm palm suddenly appeared in front of the boulder, and her head hit the palm heavily.
There was blood on the palm, and it was still stained with a little putty. It was placed between her head and the boulder, blocking her self-abuse.
That was Zhan Beiye's hand.
Protecting her forehead, he pulled her away from the boulder, and pulled Ji Yu out, Zhan Beiye was very calm all the time, he didn't even look at the boulder, he just silently embraced Meng Fuyao into his arms.
This is a hug that does not contain any intimacy, but is purely comforting. His embrace is wide and warm. He has the smoke, blood, steel, and blood that he has been stained with all the way, and more of it is inherently lurking in the blood. The faint masculine fragrance is the scent of green pine bearing fresh snow on the top of the mountain. It is open and refreshing, refreshing, and makes people feel the strength and uprightness that go deep into the bone marrow just by smelling it.
Meng Fuyao leaned on his shoulder, allowing herself to be weak for a moment. The hug at this moment has nothing to do with the love between a man and a woman, but just a memory of the same heart of the victim.
Ji Yu was silent and let his subordinates wrap up the broken arm wound, and sat on the ground looking at the stone gate that could never be opened. Everyone here is his brother among his brothers, a partner he swore to be with him throughout life and death, especially San'er is his hometown, his childhood, he took him out of his hometown, into the Heifengqi, which made them a lifetime of glory, and agreed to make Heifengqi famous all over the world because of them, but in the end, he had no choice. do not leave them behind.
When San'er turned around and pushed towards Meng Fuyao, he was able to stop him in time, but at that moment, he didn't.
Between Meng Fuyao and San'er, he chose Meng Fuyao.
Because that is the person the prince loves.
The prince's life experience is bleak, and he has been lonely until now. For so many years, he has prayed countless times that he can meet someone who warms him. Now he finally meets that woman, who is bright, bright, and shining like pearls and jade. She will be the salvation of the prince in this life. And yearning, what reason does he not have to protect her
Bro... forgive my choice.
After a long time, Zhan Beiye slowly let go of Meng Fuyao, Ji Yu turned around, leaving some worries behind him in the bottom of his heart, and the road had to continue.
A group of people continued to move forward in silence. There was no mechanism in the tomb passage, but the murals all over the wall were very strange. As the pace of their progress gradually faded, Meng Fuyao said in a low voice, "It's oxidized."
She glanced at the mural out of the corner of her eyes, thinking about the abnormality she saw earlier, she vaguely felt that it was a portrait completely different from the style of the entire mural, but she didn't have time to see it clearly.
The tomb passage is connected to the corridor, which is made of small bricks, with an arched roof, and there are patios symbolizing courtyards on both sides. There are small niches with unique shapes on the left and right sides of the patio, and they are not statues of gods, but two golden cups. There are words under the calendula.
Zhan Beiye stepped forward and murmured, "Use my divine juice, offer my soul, those who pass the tomb will drink, and those who violate it will be inauspicious."
Meng Fuyao said in astonishment, "Ask us to drink? Think of us as pigs, can the things in the tomb be drunk? Even if it looks like fine nectar, you will turn into a ghost after drinking it."
She leaned over to look at the contents of the calendula, and almost spit it out immediately. It was half of a pitch-black wine-like liquid, exuding a slightly fishy smell and a faint smell of wine. There was a white mass at the bottom of the calendula, bent , like an unhatched egg.
"I'm a pig who drinks this stuff!" Meng Fuyao raised her foot to kick her, "It's disgusting just looking at it!"
There was a sudden movement in his chest, and a certain adult poked his head out sleepily. Meng Fuyao stared at the sleepy Mr. Yuan Bao, and asked in surprise, "You're still awake?"
Master Yuan Bao ignored her, and looked straight at the golden lamp, his eyes were very strange, Meng Fuyao looked at the fluff, and murmured, "You won't be bewitched by the mouse, will you?"
Master Yuan Bao suddenly squeaked and yelled, pointing to the golden cup, pointing to the wine, and pointing to Meng Fuyao's mouth, then he raised his head and made a gesture of drinking heavily.
Meng Fuyao understood this time, his eyes almost fell out, "You... told us to drink?"
Master Yuan Bao nodded vigorously.
"Brother," Meng Fuyao grabbed it to the corner, and discussed in a low voice, "Have you fallen asleep? This is the wine from the tomb. You can't drink anything from the tomb. The expiration date has expired... "
Master Yuan Bao: "Squeak!"
"Let me tell you a story. In my previous life, a few tomb robbers went to steal a large tomb. There was wine in front of the coffin. It was much more beautiful and fragrant than this. The tomb robbers drank it and went out. Tomb, when the sun shines, the skin and flesh turn to ashes..."
Master Yuan Bao: "Squeak!"
"Brother... I can't drink that stuff..."
Master Yuan Bao grabbed Meng Fuyao's skirt and slapped her across the face.
"Okay..." The provoked Meng Fuyao rubbed his face, then went back helplessly, and said, "The rat told us to drink."
Zhan Beiye raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay!"
Meng Fuyao grinned, and stretched out his hand to get the golden cup, and immediately stretched out his hands together. But no one is as fast as Zhan Beiye, he took it and said without any objection, "I will go first."
Before Meng Fuyao came to snatch him down with his eyes closed, everyone stared nervously, Zhan Beiye wiped his mouth and said with a smile, "Fortunately, it's not as bad as I imagined."
After waiting for a while, seeing that he was safe and sound, everyone closed their eyes and drank in turn, but got stuck at the last black wind cavalryman, the young man frowned and said, "My lord, Miss Meng, I can't drink this .”
Meng Fuyao wanted to persuade him, but the young man smiled wryly, "The villain was a drunkard before he joined the army. He was addicted to wine all day long and didn't give birth. He relied on his wife to sell needles and thread. My wife is a virtuous person from all over the world. She never blamed me. It snowed heavily that winter, she went out to sell needlework, and when she came back after walking ten miles, she fell into an ice cave... Unfortunately, she was still pregnant for one month at that time..." His eyes were red, and he couldn't continue.
Meng Fuyao fell silent, the young man looked up to the sky, sniffed, and said, "The villain swore in front of her grave back then that she would never drink alcohol again in this life, and those who violated it will be punished..."
Meng Fuyao looked at him, dragged Lord Yuan Bao to the corner again, and asked, "Will you die if you don't drink this wine?"
She made up her mind, if she would die, she knocked the young man unconscious and poured it in, not counting him breaking his oath.
Master Yuan Bao hesitated, and was a little vague about Meng Fuyao's question. It seemed that he would not die if he didn't drink this wine, but... he shook his head, and nodded again after a while.
Meng Fuyao stared at the black thread, hesitating, when he suddenly heard an exclamation from behind.
She suddenly turned around, and at the end of the corridor, the door of the main tomb suddenly opened.
An unknown darkness unfolded in front of them.
Meng Fuyao took a deep breath and said, "Why did it open all of a sudden?"
Zhan Beiye looked at the wine glass that had been put back in thought, and said, "There is a spring under the wine glass, which is connected to the door of the main tomb. When the wine is exhausted, the weight-changing mechanism springs open, and the door of the tomb can only be opened."
Looking at the wine glass, Meng Fuyao thought that the designer of this tomb was a master of psychological tactics. From the entrance, he used human self-protection psychology everywhere, the ominous child corpse at the entrance, the shocking shadow in the tomb. At this moment, as long as the tomb robbers who can enter here will never drink this wine, then this last door will never be opened.
And those who can come in, and those who dare to drink this wine, should be the core figures who know the secrets of the tombs of the Great Gun Clan, which can be described as a very high-security design.
Of course, no matter how clever this person is, he can't figure out that there is such a tough existence as Mr. Yuan Bao in this world, and that he also entered this tomb by such a coincidence.
Ahead, the tomb door opened, and Zhan Beiye stopped all the soldiers who wanted to explore the way, holding a sword alone, and walked in the front.
Meng Fuyao insisted on the rear, and drove Ji Yu and the rest of the soldiers to the center.
The corridor is very short, but the door of the tomb is very wide. When Meng Fuyao passed the door, he took a special look and found that the door had no hinges. It was a whole block of stone with a thickness of one meter. Technology may not be able to blast away.
She stepped into the door, and suddenly her eyes went dark.
Immediately, Ji Yu's back in front disappeared.
Endless darkness as thick as ink rolls in, enveloping her like layer upon layer of demon mist, which gathers and disperses suddenly, condenses into various hideous shapes, or a double-headed, flat-bodied cliff snake, or iron claws Giant ants with steel teeth, or poison ivy covered with barbs, or bats with wings as big as cattail leaves, or the corpse of a girl with a curvy body and blue eyes... It's like the god of hell opened the door of curse, and the countless people in the underground The evil spirits released by the gods, or the soot that the gods disturbed the world, and took away all the Qingming of the day, and replaced the monsters of the three thousand worlds to wreak havoc.
Meng Fuyao opened his eyes wide and yelled angrily, "Back off!" He slammed his palm against the mist, and the mist swirled, and the poison he encountered along the way faded away, but was immediately replaced by a faint white smoke , as thick as milk, a familiar figure appeared in the smoke.
The soldier who turned his head and freezes forever by the pool, the dead body hung upside down by poison ivy in order not to stink Meng Fuyao, Wang Hu who chewed his tongue in the swamp, Hua Zi who was ignited and rolled towards the ant colony, and Meng Fuyao who was in the tomb. Pushing herself to be alone forever to deal with the dark and desperate San'er...those who died in front of Meng Fuyao along the way.
They were bleeding, dropping flesh, and various organs from their bodies. They staggered towards Meng Fuyao. The first one was the young Huazi who had been burned to the bone, stretching out a pair of white bones and charred flesh. Hand, stretched out to Meng Fuyao.
He said, "It's cold out there... Where are my clothes?"
Meng Fuyao gasped.
There was a burst of dizziness in her head, and waves of reason and consciousness washed away, but there was a string in her heart, which was tightened inch by inch, causing severe pain at the apex of her heart. She widened her eyes in panic, looking at that The young man stood in front of her so real and vivid, his face was so burned that he couldn't see the facial features, he could vaguely discern a strange and contemptuous smile, he bent down his smoky face, so close, so real, so real Until Meng Fuyao could feel the scorched and bloody smell emanating from his skin, pressing it so violently and silently.
He said softly, "Meng Fuyao, when you were about to save the lord, you had already seen a change in my expression. Are you waiting deep down for me to restrain you? Otherwise, with your martial arts, how can I restrain you?" ? Do you think that as soldiers, we should sacrifice more than you?"
A heart-wrenching question.
Meng Fuyao felt cold from fingertips to toes in an instant.
Is it right
Did you not want to sacrifice like that at all? Is it because I am selfishly waiting to be restrained by Huazi
No no no no no no!
Meng Fuyao roared in a low voice, she stepped back panting, desperately waved away those phantoms, "No! No! That's not the case! I... I was undressing at the time, and the person who undressed, because of the fluctuating mind, would be slow to react... No You said so!"
"Hua Zi"'s hand was fixed in mid-air, floating in vain, he didn't seem to have thought that Meng Fuyao would be able to remain awake and defend himself under such a situation, his face suddenly gathered and dispersed under the smoke, every time When they got together, Meng Fuyao felt dizzy, and every time she fainted, her consciousness would become blurred.
Just before she was about to fall into darkness, she suddenly felt a pain in her neck and was bitten hard by a big die.
A pair of small claws stepped on her shoulders, and began to slap her face again.
Meng Fuyao suddenly woke up, jumped up, spit out a mouthful of saliva, and cursed, "Monster! How dare you turn into a hero!"
Suddenly the smoke dissipated, "Hua Zi" and others all disappeared. Human saliva already has the function of warding off evil spirits, not to mention that all yin and evil creatures are afraid of righteousness.
Meng Fuyao gasped against the wall, remembering that soldier bumped into the wall inexplicably, and San'er's struggle and roar at the other side of the boulder, was it also because of meeting this thing
Take advantage of the vulnerability of self-question deep in people's hearts, control people's minds, and fall into eternal darkness
She struggled, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, hugged Mr. Yuan Bao, rubbed his smooth fur, and expressed her gratitude to him for a few slaps.
At this time, the milky white smoke dissipated, and the black mist returned, and he couldn't see his fingers on all sides. Meng Fuyao put Lord Yuanbao away, and tried to light the fire zhezi, but the black mist fell heavily like iron, and the light of the fire zhezi was pale green. Except for her own livid face, there was no one or anything to be photographed. Meng Fuyao turned off the fire and walked forward slowly. While walking carefully, she called out in a low voice, "Zhan Beiye... Ji Yu..."
No reply.
Meng Fuyao stretched out her hands to touch the surroundings, and the surroundings were empty. She seemed to have entered a different dimension since she stepped into the door of the tomb, and she was isolated from everyone in an instant, searching alone in the unknown.
Her voice gradually became tense, there was no one, no reply, where is Zhan Beiye? What about Ji Yu? What about the Black Wind Cavalry? Where has everyone gone
she shouted:
"Fight Beiye! Fight Beiye!"
The voice collided faintly in the black mist, and then swayed back leisurely, and the room was filled with the echo of "Zhan Beiye, Beiye, Beiye".
Meng Fuyao's hand stretched forward and groped carefully, when suddenly his fingertips touched an object, it was cool, it was wearing silk brocade clothes, and it was of a certain height.
She was pleasantly surprised, and subconsciously called out, "Zhan Bei..."
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"Those who dare to post my mounds will order that they will never have any descendants." Translation: those who dig my grave will have no descendants.