Chapter 68: The Prequel of the King of Dian (I)
Not only Uncle Cheng, but when Qin Yue said this, Lian Gou Xilai and Gu Yicheng showed a shocked look.
Qin Yue only said this one name, which made Uncle Cheng and the three of them have such a big reaction, it seems that this place is not simple.
Qin Yue ignored the shock on Gou Xilai and Gu Yicheng's faces, and suddenly turned his gaze to me.
Through the heavy dim light, Qin Yue's eyes when he looked at me were sharp, and I almost didn't dare to look at Qin Yue's eyes.
There's no way, Qin Yue's aura is too big, and the main reason is the human skin hidden in my sleeve.
I don't know why, I always feel like this Qin Yue knows my secret.
Qin Yue looked straight at me with such sharp eyes, but he didn't say a word, and I wouldn't be stupid to take the initiative to speak to Qin Yue.
Pretend to be stupid first, and when you leave this Spirit Palace and find an opportunity, you can show Qin Yue the human skin in your sleeve.
"You saved my life. β
As soon as I made up my mind, Qin Yue's voice came into my ears.
Hearing Qin Yue's words, I was also slightly stunned, this woman, everything is fine, but her temperament is a little too cold, and even a word of thanks is so blunt.
"Luck, luck!"
I scratched my hair while avoiding Qin Yue's knife-like eyes.
Uncle Cheng has already collected the bones of the tomb owner, and Qin Yue has already taken his eyes off me.
Painting!
At this moment, Qin Yue finally looked at the painted picture on the wall of this tomb.
Looking at this painting, Qin Yue also walked step by step to a dark grid on the wall that I had unconsciously bumped into before.
Walking in front of this dark grid, Qin Yue stood quietly.
"We didn't discover the mystery in this painting, but let Zhang Bing discover it. β
Qin Yue looked at the wall quietly, and suddenly said something that I don't know if he was complimenting me.
"This Spirit Palace is full of hidden killing intentions, but this tomb owner has left a glimmer of life for the descendants who can enter his Spirit Palace in every ingenious killing opportunity. β
"This medicine pavilion wall, just let it stay here. β
After Qin Yue said this sentence to the colorful paintings on the wall, he walked in front of us.
"Get out!"
Walking in front of us, Qin Yue walked towards the tomb door alone after saying this to us.
What?
Hearing Qin Yue's words, my whole body followed suit.
How can you get out? It's like that outside, can't you go back the way you came?
Gu Yicheng, Uncle Cheng, and Gou Xilai obviously didn't have such worries as me, and after hearing Qin Yue's words, the three of them kept up with Qin Yue's pace one by one.
Seeing that Qin Yue and the four of them were about to walk out of the tomb, I also hurriedly pulled my legs and chased after Qin Yue and them.
As I approached the tomb gate, I suddenly seemed to have tripped over something.
This stumbling trip happened to stumble me into the bronze coffin that was pushed to the side of the tomb door.
I was planted headlong into the bronze coffin, and the whole person was lifted from head to toe.
I had an intimate encounter with this bronze coffin, and I suddenly couldn't help but feel a thrill.
Damn, it's almost gone, and it's such an obscure thing.
Just as I was about to stand up with the coffin, I felt as if I had accidentally pressed something into the coffin.
Groov!
There was a sudden chuckling in my heart, and a gurgling sound suddenly came from this bronze coffin.
"What are you doing?"
With this chuckling sound in my heart, Qin Yue's voice suddenly exploded in my ears.
I was originally lying on my back in the bronze coffin, and the faces of Qin Yue and the four of them naturally fell into my eyes.
"I-"
I kept my mouth open for a long time, but I didn't get a word out of my mouth.
In the moment when I was almost stunned, Qin Yue reached out and grabbed my arm and lifted me out of the bronze coffin.
It was also at the moment when my feet hit the ground that a dull hum suddenly came from the quiet, messy burial chamber.
By this dull hum, by the dim light of this burial chamber.
All five of us saw itβ
I saw that the lid of the epitaph placed in the center of the burial chamber was removed from the epitaph.
With a dull sound of landing, the epitaph cover that had been stamped on the epitaph fell to the ground.
The bottom of a boxy, flat table top of a boxy table, was exposed to the dim light.
And at the bottom of this epitaph, the body is engraved with ancient characters one by one.
These ancient characters cover the entire bottom of the epitaph like a spider's web.
After the dense ancient characters reflected in the pupils of each of us, the five of us involuntarily took a step forward.
One step β two steps!
It wasn't until the five of us reached the bottom of the epitaph that we stopped.
The moment was undoubtedly silent, and none of us spoke.
Looking at the ancient characters densely packed on the bottom of the epitaph, I could only stare dryly.
And Gu Yicheng, Uncle Cheng, and Gou Xilai, the three of them seem to be staring like me, and they don't know how to pretend to understand.
Among the five of us, only Qin Yue was seriously looking at the words on the bottom of the epitaph.
Frowning, frowning!
When I saw Qin Yue reading the words on the bottom of this epitaph, the expression on her face also became more and more solemn with her rolling eyes.
At this moment, we didn't dare to disturb Qin Yue, and I even began to control my nervous breathing.
I didn't dare to let out the atmosphere, for fear of disturbing Qin Yue, who was looking at the bottom of the epitaph at the moment.
Await!
This time, Qin Yue seemed to have watched it for a long, long time, so long that I felt that my legs were about to stand sore.
And Qin Yue's eyebrows were about to squeeze to his forehead.
Although I don't know these dense words, judging from Qin Yue's expression, the words engraved on the bottom of this epitaph must have recorded some shocking information.
Under my guess, after our long wait, Qin Yue's gaze finally moved away from the bottom of this epitaph.
moved away, and then began to take a deep breath, as if Qin Yue was also digesting the content recorded at the bottom of this epitaph.
The eyes of the four of us, the old, middle-aged and young people, were all focused on Qin Yue at this moment.
And Qin Yue, after taking a deep breath again, also said to us a sentence that began with Wang Bang.
At the bottom of this epitaph is a secret that the owner of the tomb found when he returned to his homeland. β
And the whole content of the epitaph is related to this secret found by the tomb owner. β
"What Mixin!"
As soon as Qin Yue's words fell, Uncle Cheng and I almost unanimously asked Qin Yue.
"A village, to be exact, should be a small village with only a dozen households. β
This small village was accidentally discovered by the tomb owner during a trip into the mountains to collect medicine, and the tomb owner did not care about the small village, but the tomb owner talked to a child in this village by chance. β
After Qin Yue said this, he couldn't help but look at the bottom of this epitaph again.
Looking at the bottom of this boxy epitaph, Qin Yue continued to say to us: "It is precisely because of the close contact with this child that this tomb owner discovered the secret of this village. β
"What a secret!"
At the same time that Qin Yue's words fell, I almost couldn't help but start urging Qin Yue.
A curse, or perhaps an irreversible fate, the owner of the tomb was also deeply puzzled. β
When Qin Yue said this to us, her expression and voice were also filled with a kind of doubt and uncertainty.
This time, I didn't bother Qin Yue, nor did I interject, but waited for Qin Yue to continue.
Qin Yue frowned for a while before continuing to say to us: "This tomb master is originally a Qimen Dunjia family, after going back, this tomb master has spent seven years speculating and studying this irreversible fate or curse that befell the villagers of this small village. β
Seven years, the second half of the epitaph is the result of seven years of speculation and study by the tomb owner. But these results are only speculations of the tomb owner. β