Chapter 013 The Golden Coffin of the Dragon's Head
It is no exaggeration to say that the dark shadows around me fled from me like mice seeing cats.
By the way, just now they seemed to say that the people of the Li family have returned, can these guys still recognize the bloodline of my Li family?
Although it was a little confusing, the thick fog just now did dissipate a lot.
The shadows distanced themselves from me and began to watch me from afar.
Anyway, for the time being, I'm out of danger.
But at this time, I slapped my head again.
Just now I was patronizing and dealing with those black shadows, and I actually forgot about Duan Long.
I immediately searched to the side, trying to find Duan Long's traces.
After looking around, I realized that at this time, the dragon was sitting cross-legged in a corner, with his eyes closed, as if he was recuperating.
At first, I thought he was in some danger, but after closer inspection, I found that those white mist and black shadows did not dare to approach Duan Long.
Duan Long's body was exuding a violent aura that discouraged them.
Suddenly, Duan Long seemed to sense that I was looking at him, and he also opened his eyes.
Then I saw him roar angrily, and the dense fog around him also drifted away.
He patted the dust off his body and walked slowly towards me.
"He really deserves to be the heir of the Li family, and his ability is not ordinary!
Just now, I could only rely on the murderous aura in my body to stabilize the situation, I didn't expect you to repel them all!"
Duan Long praised me like this, I was a little embarrassed.
"Where are you talking about this, I just took shit luck.
But now it's just driving them away, and the situation is not too good.
If we can't find the array here, I'm afraid there will be no way to solve the problem. ”
I was expressing my concern, but Duan Long patted me on the shoulder.
"Engong, I believe in your ability, and things here will definitely not be difficult for you!"
"Brother Duan, don't call your old father-in-law, it sounds weird.
I'm younger than you, just call me Brother Li!"
As soon as I said this, Duan Long rarely laughed.
"Okay, then I'll listen to you, and I'll call you brother from now on!
But where is the array you just mentioned?"
Instead of answering right away, I took off my backpack.
After opening the backpack, I took out a small incense burner and three Tibetan incense sticks from inside.
I filled the incense burner with millet and inserted three sticks of Tibetan incense.
After that, I took out a piece of talisman paper, and gently wiped it against the three Tibetan incense sticks, and the three Tibetan incense sticks burned instantly.
The sparks on the Tibetan incense flickered, and three puffs of green smoke slowly floated up.
The smell of this fragrance is refreshing.
However, seeing my actions, Duan Long was still puzzled.
"Brother Li, what kind of trick are you?"
"This is my family's trick, Sanxiang asks for directions!"
The so-called Sanxiang asking for directions is actually a technique recorded in the imperial industry.
The imperial industry is all-encompassing, and in addition to solving feng shui matters, there are many peculiar methods.
The trick of Sanxiang asking for directions is a trick to find a road.
After lighting these Tibetan incense, the green smoke on it can feel my mind and help me find the eye here.
As long as we follow these green smokes, we can easily pass the level.
I had just finished explaining to Duan Long here, and the green smoke on the three Tibetan incense sticks had slowly drifted away.
Although I couldn't see anything around, the three green smoke were particularly conspicuous.
We immediately followed, and kept moving forward.
Only then did I realize that the smoke was not drifting upstairs, but into a corner next to it.
When we got to the edge, it looked like there was nothing.
Could it be that my Sanxiang asking for directions is out of order?
However, Duan Long is an old man in the end, and he has more experience than me.
When he saw that there was nothing here, he immediately stepped on the green bricks under his feet.
He stomped hard a few times, and there was a hollow sound under our feet.
"Brother Li, there seems to be a secret room down here!"
Hearing Duan Long's words, the two of us immediately got busy again.
When we pried open a large green brick, there was a descending staircase below.
At this time, the two of us took lighters and slowly searched down.
But when we got to the bottom of this chamber, we almost vomited.
This secret room is not very big, but the smell of blood is strong!
There were a lot of blood stains and fighting marks on the ground, and things were turned around.
But the most conspicuous thing here is the coffin in the middle of the secret room.
It was a heavy old coffin, I don't know how many years it had been here, and a thick layer of dust had already fallen on it.
After the two of us walked over, I blew hard at the dust, and a golden light suddenly flashed out.
It's unbelievable that the coffin under the dust is showing a golden color.
Duan Long saw that I had made a discovery, and he also helped to remove the dust from the coffin.
When we cleared all the dust, we were greeted by a huge golden coffin.
This so-called golden coffin is not made of gold, but of a type of wood called golden silk nanmu.
The wood is hard and has a surface glossy like gold.
In ancient times, only princes and nobles were qualified to use such coffins.
It is really interesting that such a valuable coffin actually appeared in the secret room.
While I was thinking wildly, Duan Long's curiosity seemed to be attracted as well.
He ran to the side of the coffin and pushed the lid hard, as if to see what was inside.
This guy has a lot of strength, and I thought this coffin would be opened in an instant.
But what is surprising is that no matter how hard Duan Long pushes, the coffin is stunned and does not move.
Duan Long seemed a little unwilling, and immediately asked me to help with me.
But even with the concentration of the two of us, the coffin still didn't change.
"It's weird! Is this coffin a dead heart?"
"It doesn't have to be a dead heart, there may be other ways to open it. ”
I circled around the golden coffin to see if there were any other mechanisms on it.
Just as I was walking to the head of the coffin, something caught my attention again.
I found that there was a picture carved on the head of the coffin.
The picture was nothing else, it was a majestic dragon head.
The faucet is lifelike and angular.
Although it is just a picture, it is not angry and arrogant, and it is very imposing!
Why is there a dragon head painted on this coffin?
But after I looked at the faucet a few times, it suddenly felt like I had seen it somewhere.
By the way, I remembered.
On the jade plaque that grandpa lost, there seems to be a dragon head exactly like it!