Xia Ge: "Well, I also think, so in order not to have such a tragedy, we have to go out quickly."
Ah Chuan smiled slightly, "Young Master is very inspiring."
Xia Ge said solemnly, "Yeah."
The two were talking, but they were actually walking very slowly.
This time, the stone road is still three steps and one night pearl, but there is no mural in the middle of the night pearl, and there is no formation, it is empty.
"Ah Chuan, what kind of blue deer did you see?" Xia Ge asked casually.
"The sika deer with blue plum blossoms." Ah Ran's voice was soft and gentle, "The slave family was too sleepy to embroider the wedding dress a few days ago. When I was sleeping, I heard a child singing, Lost Deer, I don't know where to go... Yesterday, I saw a deer in my dream. , wake up again, in this stone room."
Get lost, don't know where to go.
Could it be that Aran is also a person with a cause and effect in a previous life
"Have you looked elsewhere?"
Xia Ge asked.
"The slave family is timid by nature..." Ah Tan's voice was mournful, "I was afraid of encountering ghosts, so I didn't dare to walk around."
"Oh… "
Xia Ge stopped talking and continued to walk forward with Ah Chuan behind his back.
This time, the stone path has been extremely long, and it has not come to the end after a long journey.
"Grumble..."
Xia Ge stopped, expressionless, "Well... I'm hungry."
Suddenly hungry, and very, very hungry.
Ah Chuan's eyes widened slightly, "Young Master...?"
"It's okay, let's go."
Xia Ge didn't speak, and continued to walk forward with Ah Chuan behind his back. Ah Chuan is very light, and it doesn't even feel like carrying it.
The system was a little worried, "Host, are you all right? If you can't find a way out..."
"I'll go out."
Xia Ge sighed, "I still want to take the leader."
If you work hard, you must have results, and if you promise others, you must do it.
So people are tired of living.
"Look, son... It seems that the end is over." Ah Chuan sounded surprised, "There is a wall in front."
Xia Ge looked up, and sure enough, a stone wall blocked the way in front of her, and there was a half-color mural on the stone wall.
On the half-colored mural, a woman in green clothes and thin shirts is standing on the top of the mountain. The clouds and mists are misty, her clothes are fluttering, her eyes are cold and decisive, her hands are like white jade, she blows a bone flute lightly, and her black hair is fluttering. What was missing was the lower half of the mural. Qingshan was cut in the middle by the missing half of the mural, and the scene below could not be seen.
Next to the mural, a dragon and phoenix danced and wrote a poem.
Xia Ge supported Ah Chuan and thought with some difficulty, "...The ancestor is standing so high... Is it cold in such thin clothes."
system:"… "
Unable to get the approval of Xiao Puppet's imagination, Xia Ge could only regretfully read the verse next to him, and read it out word by word.
"The Bone Sorrows are exhausted, a sad song... the end of the soul."
Xia Ge's pupils shrank slightly.
- Soul Requiem? !
Coincidence...
"Little Young Master... So, where is this place, and who is in this mural?" Ah Tan's voice was soft and vaguely curious, "The slave family is very curious—can the young master tell the slave family?"
"This is the tomb of the ancestor of Lingxi." Xia Ge said, "This painting should be the ancestor of Lingxi... I didn't expect the ancestor to play the flute, so versatile."
She won't blow.
"It turned out to be the ancestor of Lingxi." Ah Ran looked clear, "Then... is there a way for the young master to pass here?"
Xia Ge looked at the wall with some embarrassment, "... This, although I'm sorry for the ancestors, but looking at this posture, I can only cut it?"
system:"… "
Ah Yan smiled a little reluctantly, "...Why didn't you think of other solutions?"
Xia Ge carefully let Ah Tan lean against the stone wall on the side, and then tapped the mural with a sickle, and the sound of "Tuk Tuk" sounded.
Sure enough, it was a wall, not a solid one. Xia Ge was suddenly very confident, she turned her head and said to Ah Chuan, "Wait a minute, don't worry, it will be fine in a while."
After speaking, with the hands together, the sickle cut off the head of the ancestor of Lingxi on the mural!
Ah Chuan: "Young Master, show mercy!!"
System: "Host, don't deceive your teachers and destroy your ancestors—"
However, before Xia Ge's sickle touched the mural, a dazzling golden light suddenly lit up from the wall! Then a huge force violently bounced Xia Ge away—
The unfamiliar flute sounded quietly. In this deep underground stone tomb, the sound did not make people feel strange, but made people feel a little leisurely and comfortable.
Xia Ge's pupils shrank slightly, and the moment he was bounced off, the ghost shadows were activated, spun around in the air, and landed firmly on the ground.
The golden light dissipated, and the stone wall actually shattered by itself!
The sound of the flute dropped slightly, and a few melodious tunes gradually disappeared as the gravel splashed.
Xia Ge stood up, behind the broken stone wall was an extremely spacious stone room. The Shishi was radiant, and Xia Ge's eyes hurt by the rays of light. He squinted and took a closer look, and couldn't help but click his tongue.
I saw that the walls of the stone room were inlaid with countless luminous pearls without money. The floor of the stone room was not the slate I had seen before, but a layer of colored glass reflecting the luminous light of the luminous pearls. At first glance, it seemed to reflect thousands of stars. Gorgeous.
The flute disappeared.
Xia Ge walked closer, but didn't dare to step in. She cautiously looked at the shining stone room in front of her, "...Is this the end?" A-ran stood up next to her, her red sleeves waving and her voice soft, "It seems so."
Xia Ge: "...Isn't it a mausoleum? Why is there no coffin?"
System: "Maybe there is no need to have a coffin."
After Xia Ge got used to the light, he discovered that in the innermost part of the stone room, there was a small table carved from glazed wood. There seemed to be something on the small table. The glazed glazed wood lining the sandalwood box was particularly abrupt.
When Xia Ge saw the box, he was inexplicably cowardly, "...It seems to have a box."
Ah Chuan said "um", "Could it be... the ashes of the ancestors?"
Xia Ge: "Don't even have a coffin? So cold?"
Fall into a box
A generation of ancestors, is it so miserable? Only one box is so miserable, why can't you see any other funerary objects in the entire tomb except Ye Mingzhu? How much did you like night pearls in your old days!
When Xia Ge was mourning for his ancestors, he suddenly heard the melodious sound of the flute.
The flute sound this time was not as leisurely as before, it was inexplicably sad.
Xia Ge subconsciously looked at Ah Chuan behind him.
The blood-red girl in the wedding dress stood beside her with her hands down, staring at the box on the small wooden platform in the stone room in a daze. There was something complicated and dazed in her pure black eyes that Xia Ge couldn't understand. But it seemed that the flute was not heard.
Xia Ge paused for a moment, "... Ah Chuan, did you hear anything?"
Ah Chan looked at her sideways with a blank expression, "Voice? No."
Did you not hear it? What's the matter, this flute—
Just thinking about it, suddenly the flute sounded slightly, at the climax of the song! In an instant, a more dazzling golden light lit up from the night pearl, Xia Ge's pupils shrank slightly, and he saw countless interlaced golden lines suddenly lit up on the transparent floor, which were closely outlined into an array that Xia Ge did not know. Law!
Countless violent auras surged when the formation was halfway through! The sound of the flute began to become extremely exciting, as if it were playing a battle tune!
In the small stone room, the wind surged in an instant, singing wildly, with the surging of spiritual energy, a huge tornado was formed in the middle of the stone room, and the wind in the passage suddenly blew toward the middle of the stone room!
Xia Ge clasped the sickle against the stone wall with her backhand, barely holding her body in the sudden suction storm, but before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she suddenly saw a red shadow flashing in front of her eyes, and Ah Chuan was about to be sucked in. !
Xia Ge suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed the corner of Ah Chuan's sleeve, " Ah Chuan!!!"
However, the suction was too strong, Xia Ge consumed too much in the stone room, her stomach was rumbling, and for a while she felt a little weak in the hand pulling the sickle, she gritted her teeth, "... don't move!"
The whirlwind of spiritual power was accompanied by the passionate movement. Xia Ge saw golden light shining on the glazed floor. When the golden light dissipated, Xia Ge gasped. Become a puppet!
There are also countless black vines rising against the wind on the stone wall, and the wooden table carved from the glazed wood that I saw at the beginning has been guarded by a puppet carved from glazed wood. The transparent body is like a box. The stone with the runes is clearly visible.
Xia Ge's pupils shrank slightly, and in that puppet's stomach... it seemed like a runestone!
Is it a runestone that can be teleported? ! !
The flute is suddenly another climax!
In an instant, countless black vines suddenly wrapped around Ah Tan's clothes, and a huge pulling force suddenly came from the opposite side. Xia Ge tugged at the corner of the other party's clothes and didn't let go. The bandaged left hand oozes blood because of the excessive force. !
The pain of the wound being torn open again came.
Xia Ge gritted his teeth.
"Little boy-"
The beauty's black hair was fluttering, and the red dress was like blood. Looking at the expression of the black-haired boy, a strange color flashed in her eyebrows, "Let go—"
"To shut up!!"
Xia Ge tugged at the edge of the opponent's clothes, and her forehead almost burst out with blue veins. She used all her strength to yank the opponent in her direction—
"I'm fucking - but Lei Feng!"
"Thorn-"
The sound of fabric shattering sounded.
Like a broken string, the hand suddenly loosened.
Xia Ge's heart was suddenly empty. Countless vines attacked, involving the woman in red, leaving only half a piece of red silk broken in her hand and a soft aftertaste.
"—Young Master Lei's two life-saving graces, Ah Chuan, keep it in your heart."
The sound of the flute slowly faded, and the tide gradually stopped. Xia Ge stared blankly at the half piece of red silk in his hand. When he raised his eyes again, countless thorny vines slid into the body of the red-clothed woman and pulled her away. Hanging high, she closed her eyes, not knowing whether she was alive or dead, only droplets of black blood flowed down, onto the vines, and then slowly dripped onto the smooth, golden glazed ground.
Vines are poisonous! !
For a moment.
Xia Ge felt that his heart was empty.
"...Did I fail to save her?"
"Did she... just die in front of me?"
—Like many, many years ago.
- Friends died in front of her, and she was powerless.
The system is anxious: "...not dead! The host wakes up! She is still alive!!"
[Black Vine: Black thorns with chronic toxins, effect: The toxins can paralyze the body within three hours, and slowly lose consciousness after four hours.]
The flute is loud again! In the huge stone room, the golden light of the formation flickered, and countless puppets rushed towards her, the invader!
Xia Ge suddenly came back to his senses, "chi" pulled out the sickle, the silver ring flashed with light, and the red blood bigu Dan was in his hand!
- Now is not the time to be in a daze!
"Three days." Xia Ge swallowed the Bigu Pill, the green light flashed in his eyes, and the puppet detection was activated. He found out that all the C-rank puppets rushed towards her, guarding the platform, and there seemed to be the one who transmitted the runestones in his stomach. The big puppet is Class B—
"Why, the puppets of the ancestors of Lingxi are so useless!! I thought I had to be SSS rank to fill the scene! It's so bad, why do I have the embarrassment to guard your mausoleum here—" Xia Ge squeezed the sickle, "— It's too much for the disciples to look down on!"