Really
Here... Has anyone with a Yama-level errand ever been here? And... Or is it China Yama? Otherwise, how can you write the six-party ghost king
"I'm familiar with the evil." Ting Ting's paw lightly patted on the abutment, and the centuries-old abutment shook slightly, raising a cloud of dust. Its eyes are extremely complicated, no matter who it is, after a hundred years of sleep, seeing the things of the old people, it will be the same as he is now.
Qin Ye walked behind him: "Don't you feel strange?"
"Why is the seal at the Yan Luo level suspected to be the tomb of Genghis Khan? Also, if it needs to be sealed by Yan Luo himself, why is it so obvious? There is no cover up? Even if there are few people here."
Listening to the truth shook his head: "You forgot? Yin Qi can't be sensed here at all. And... "
It looked at the seal and said with some nostalgia: "This is a game... It's called Ghost King Lock."
"The game invented by the second King of Hell when he was very bored... Arrange these six slates according to the surnames of the surnames, and the seal will be automatically opened. This game is only spread among the yin and wolves of the Yama level, and even the rulers of the palace are have no idea… "
Qin Ye interrupted him like a living ghost: "So, this is the password? Can you guys be more boring? I'm very curious about your civil servant life back then."
"It's not that there is no other entertainment..." Ting listened dryly and coughed: "For example, fighting to the end, fighting the land, the master, double-dunking, reaching the level... are also very popular. I think, the most popular is the fried golden flower."
I Nima...
Is this really the highest ruling class back then
Are you sure it's not Fengdu Casino
"Master Jizo is also participating? Are you breaking the precepts?"
"What precepts did you commit!" Ting Ting gave him a stern look: "This is called nourishing the heart!"
"How to maintain a normal mind in the ups and downs, Lord Jizo is using superficial gambling to cultivate a perfect Buddha's mind! You know the shit... Okay, get in here!"
Brush... A faint glow emerged from the slate on the ground, the ground collapsed with a bang, and a bottomless hole appeared in front of me. Qin Yepa stretched out his head to look at the side, and turned back uncertainly: "Jump?"
"Jump." Listening truth answered affirmatively.
Qin Ye's neck nearly stretched an inch, he glanced down several times, picked up a stone and threw it down.
It took ten seconds for him to hear a very subtle "dong" sound with his hearing.
He turned his head with a livid face, and said firmly: "Youjump, ijump."
Di Ting also frowned, pushed him away with a butt, and stared at the bottomless darkness below: "It shouldn't be..."
"Do you remember, Aristotle said that he came in person, but the Greek Guard has entered here?"
Is not this nonsensical
Qin Ye was about to spit back when suddenly his eyes lit up, and he rubbed his chin and said, "You mean... they are abandoned sons?"
"That's right, under the circumstances at the time, Aristotle couldn't tell them to leave. Even if they weren't down below, they should be around. But our movement is not small, so the other party didn't show up?"
And... the cave is abnormally deep.
"There have been many changes in the ghost king's lock. According to the truth, every Yama must have a fresh memory of what he sealed with his own hands. It is reinforced once every 100 years, and it is impossible to break through. The Greek underworld can enter now because no one has reinforced it for a hundred years... They Will you still be trapped inside? Lost your way?" Listening to the truth pondered.
In the tomb, there are many dangers. Especially a tomb sealed by Yama. No one can be sure what's down there.
"I'll go down and have a look first. You wait a moment." The voice just fell, and the listening turned into a yin, Jump.
Qin Ye waited quietly, and after ten seconds, he heard a somewhat emotional voice: "Come down."
He jumped down without hesitation. Just as he jumped down, the hole closed quietly.
All too familiar. Used to save the undead. "
Qin Ye looked forward, and two horses appeared again a hundred meters away. He said solemnly: "Among the Mongolians, horses have a very high status. Ordinary nobles can only be buried with live horses. But..."
He touched the wall: "This is obsidian."
Volcanic stone. Black glass.
"It's a natural glaze formed by the sudden cooling of magma flowing from volcanic lava. It is an amorphous gemstone. There is only one place where black glaze is produced in China... Tibet. But..."
He narrowed his eyes and looked at the endless road: "Even if Tibet is emptied, it is not enough to build a catacomb with all black glaze. Moreover, the specifications are too high, no wonder they think it is the tomb of an emperor."
"Also." He tapped the wall lightly: "Have you noticed the temperature here? It's close to zero!"
Listening to the truth, his eyes flashed: "Yin Lingshi!"
"Yin and Yang cannot communicate with each other." Qin Ye stood up straight and said coldly, "I feel the temperature on the top is extremely low, so I must have used a lot of nether goods. It suppressed the heat of the earth's core. But if this is the case, then, this A tomb was not built by the living."
I heard the fragrance and knew the elegant meaning: "Sacrifice."
"Bury a large number of people, and then use a special formation method to make the living dead, so it doesn't count as breaking the iron rule that yin and yang do not communicate. However, this passage was built in the yang world, so... when the other party lies in it, it becomes a yin coffin. Burying a living person... This is the only method, if the speculation is correct. Then the owner of the tomb had a very high status during his lifetime."
It paced slowly: "Look at the carvings, it's something from the Mengyuan period. Even if the owner of the tomb is not an emperor, he is also a national teacher. But doing this... Why can't we feel the yin above?"
There are not so many black glazes in China.
Mixed with the long passage of things in the underworld, the richness of yin is extremely rare, and it is impossible for them not to feel it!
"More than that." Qin Ye raised his head and pointed to the ground again: "Look, on the top of your head is the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vows. It belongs to Buddhism. On the ground, there is Tengri, the Heaven of Longevity. Two different religions. How can this be explained?"
Di Ting pondered for a long time, then shook his head: "Go ahead and have a look."
This tomb is full of weirdness. One person and one dog simply turned into a yin wind and ran wildly in the tomb.
Brush Lala… Ten minutes, thirty minutes, an hour.
The channel is not over yet!
Just an hour later, Qin Ye finally stopped. The cookie-cutter scene around him felt a sense of suffocation, but something different finally appeared ahead.
That is a sculpture.
A statue of a Taoist.
"Interesting." Qin Ye flew to the front of the statue, looked around carefully, tsk tsk, "Buddhism, Taoism, Tengger, all appeared. Who is this? Faith is so mixed?"
"Qiu Chuji." He originally just said casually, however, Truth Listen spoke.
Qin Ye was stunned for a while, then turned to look at Di Ting: "Are you kidding me?"
Zhen Ting didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, and pointed to the large characters below the sculpture.
Qixia Qizhen.
So that's it... Qin Ye coughed twice, trying to change the subject: "Then what... Qixia Qizhen, is Qiu Chuji's Dao name? Isn't he called Quanzhen Qizi?"
"Let's watch Jin Yong less!" Di Ting was angry at Qi Xia and said with a pouted mouth, "Qiu Chuji is known as the Qixia Mountain person. He is listed as one of the seven truths of the Quanzhen Sect, and the Qixia Qizhen can only refer to him."
"But why is there a statue of Qiu Chuji here?" Qin Ye frowned and said, "Didn't he and the Yuan Dynasty not deal with each other? The Yuan Dynasty tried every means to kill him, right? Why would a statue of him be placed in the tomb?"
Who built this tomb
Almost made a taboo once, right? An ancient tomb of the Yuan Dynasty actually put the statue of the enemy in his life in it. Is this intended to kill them in the dark after death
"Maybe... the other party didn't take him seriously at all?" Ting Ting licked his lips: "I'm more and more interested in this tomb owner... By the way, this should be a milestone."
They had flown about a hundred kilometers in an hour just now.
"The 100-kilometer boundary monument... If I'm not mistaken, the next boundary monument... may be a monk."
Qin Ye raised his eyebrows: "What did you think of?"
Listening to the truth turned into a yin wind and moved forward: "Look at it first and then talk about it."
Not much to say, they flew faster, this time, they arrived at the next statue in less than half an hour.
And this statue... is a monk!
He fell to his knees, as if speaking to something in front of him. The attitude is extremely respectful, and the portrayal is vivid.
Qin Ye opened his mouth slightly and looked at Di Ting. Before he could ask, Di Ting took a deep breath: "As expected..."
"I know what this is..."
"This is... a Buddhist and Taoist debate! And Qiu Chuji and this monk Xueting Fuyu are the beginning of all this!"
His eyes turned to the passage that still had no end: "Although I am not sure of the identity of the owner of the tomb, there is one thing I can be sure of."
"In here, there must be a person buried - Luo Gu Luo Dze Gyaltsen."
"Who?" Qin Ye was insensitive to such a tongue-in-cheek name.
Di Ting gave him a sideways look: "This name may be unfamiliar to you, but you must be familiar with his other name."
"Mengyuan Emperor Teacher - Ba Siba."