Qin Yu still remembered what the granny Jiang in the underworld said, this cyan stone gate was founded by a group of top phase masters, and obviously Chongzhen in addition to seeking immortality, with five hundred soldiers, also wanted to conquer those phase masters in the cyan stone gate, this is the inertia of people who are used to being the boss, and they will not tolerate someone above them.

Everything has reached this point Qin Yu has almost understood, Emperor Chongzhen learned about the cyan stone gate from the mouth of the old man, in order to seek immortality, he and the two golden cicadas came out of their shells, all pretended to be dead to avoid the eyes of the world, and then found the cyan stone gate and stepped in.

"No, there's a point in this that can't be explained?" Qin Yu's brows furrowed again, he ignored the biggest question, who is Chongzhen, the emperor, even if it is to seek immortality, he does not need to act so secretly, which emperor in history who wants to live forever does not take a series of mighty activities in order to seek immortality, such as that Qin Shi Huang ordered Xu Fu to go to the sea to seek immortality, and never concealed it.

And Emperor Chongzhen is the same, he has no need to cover up this matter at all, and he also lost his country, all of this does not make sense at all from the normal logic, and there is another point, Qin Yu did not see the figure of the drought in the eleventh painting, he looked at all the soldiers in the painting one by one, and still did not find the figure of the drought fish, did the drought not enter this cyan stone gate?

Qin Yu couldn't wait to look at the twelfth painting, but he couldn't help but scold: "Fuck!"

The twelfth painting was destroyed, and there were dense knife marks on it, and more than half of the pictures had been destroyed by these knife marks, which made Qin Yu extremely depressed in his heart. It's like a beautiful woman hiding in the gauze curtain and dancing Miaoman's posture, seducing the soul and tempting you, and when you can't bear this temptation, you rush over and lift the curtain, only to find that the beauty is suddenly gone, the degree of depression can be imagined, and Qin Yu's depression at the moment is no lower than this.

What will the twelfth painting be?

Qin Yu guessed in his heart. Judging by the previous eleven paintings. The twelfth painting should be the thing inside the cyan stone gate, but it was broken here, Qin Yu grabbed his hair, and cursed the murderer who destroyed the painting countless times in his heart.

But even if he curses again. It is impossible for the painting to be restored to its intact form. Qin Yu could only carefully look at those places that he hadn't drawn. There are also those knife marks in the gaps, and I make up for it while looking at it.

"This is a blue brick, and it should still be a blue stone gate. So this is the location of the door, hey, this is the corner of the sarcophagus, and from this point of view, this sarcophagus fell out of the cyan stone door. ”

This is the only information that Qin Yu can deduce from the twelfth painting, it is really that the person who destroyed the painting is too amazing, almost densely packed with knife marks, and the place where there is no knife mark is a blank place, without any valuable information.

After reading these twelve paintings, although Qin Yu had a bottom idea of the identity of the drought and got some information, it brought him more doubts than he knew.

What did Emperor Chongzhen want to secretly train Taoist soldiers, why did he give up his country in order to enter Shimen?

What happened after entering the stone gate, obviously the drought did not enter the stone gate before his death, and his sarcophagus would fall out of the stone gate?

Who is that old man, and what role does he play in all this?

Who built this temple, how did the soldiers outside live in such a strange state for so long, who destroyed the last mural, and what was the purpose?

Too many questions gathered into his heart, Qin Yu always felt that all this seemed to be pushed by an invisible hand behind his back, the mountain god was, so was Emperor Chongzhen, and now that the Shangqing Palace had opened the underground palace again, Qin Yu even had some doubts that what he saw now was something that someone was willing to let him see.

Qin Yu has already memorized the content of the twelve murals, and there is no longer any value in researching, to be precise, the current time does not allow him to slowly ponder the content of these twelve paintings, and he wants to confirm a guess, a guess about the identity of the drought.

Qin Yu turned around again and came to the statue of the dry fish, and hugged this person-high statue from the altar, this statue Qin Yu couldn't see what material it was carved from, the weight was the same as the weight of such a tall person, Qin Yu estimated that it was about one hundred and fifty catties.

It was difficult to move the statue from the altar, but Qin Yu, who originally planned to move the statue outside the door, was attracted by something on the altar where the statue was originally placed, it was a piece of yellow brocade cloth, folded and placed under the statue, Qin Yu moved the statue away, and naturally saw it.

Putting the statue of the dry fish on the ground, Qin Yu picked up the yellow brocade cloth, after opening it, Qin Yu's face became strange, this yellow silk cloth was five meters long after opening, and there were also three paintings on it.

The amplitude is the same as the twelve paintings on the wall, which means that these three paintings are likely to be the same person as the paintings on the wall, as soon as he thought of this, Qin Yu's expression was excited, he had too many questions to find answers from the paintings.

A painting on the yellow silk cloth made Qin Yu's expression become excited, it was a pool of golden liquid, and more than two hundred soldiers lined up, among which several soldiers in front were scooping a bowl of this golden liquid into their mouths, and after each of these soldiers took a sip, they left and entered the sarcophagus.

"This is the liquid gold, and the fact that the two hundred soldiers outside were able to survive in such a strange state was because they drank the liquid gold, and judging from this painting, these soldiers had to drink a sip of the liquid gold every once in a while. ”

The liquid gold has the function of prolonging life, but it does not make people immortal, these soldiers drink a sip of the liquid gold every once in a while to keep themselves from dying, but they have become what they are now, and only some instinctive consciousness remains.

These soldiers are the sarcophagus that they have just returned, and according to the description on this painting, these soldiers have gone to drink the golden liquid, which means that there is a golden liquid in this underground palace.

This discovery made Qin Yu's eyes flash, Mo Yongxin couldn't find the golden liquid for many years, but there was one in this underground palace, Qin Yu knew how much effort Mo Yongxin put in to find the golden liquid, he owed Mo Yongxin too much, if he could find the golden liquid, then he could also make his heart feel better.

With the surprise of the first painting, Qin Yu continued to look at the second painting, and after only one glance at this painting, Qin Yu felt a sad aura rushing towards him.

On the painting, a general kept banging on the cyan stone door, followed by the two hundred soldiers, everyone's face was full of sad and indignant looks, once, twice, three times, the last general was so soft that he fell to the ground, and a stone brick on the left side of the cyan stone door actually showed a trace of cracking.

Qin Yu knew that the mountain god had not caused any damage to the cyan stone gate when he hit it with all his might, and this general was even more powerful than the mountain god, which made Qin Yu have a little more understanding of the horror of the drought fish.

The last painting, this is another picture that Qin Yu can't understand, at first glance, a sea of blood, countless floating corpses floating on the sea of blood, blood drifting, there are bareheaded monks, and Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes, and even Qin Yu saw a Western missionary with a cross on his chest.

And above the sea of blood, there was a figure of Lao Dao, just like before, Qin Yu couldn't see Lao Dao's face, but judging from Lao Dao's kneeling movements and his rickety body, Qin Yu could feel the sadness in Lao Dao's heart.

Lao Dao scooped up the corpses in the sea of blood one by one, whether it was a Taoist priest or a monk, or those Western missionaries, and even some ordinary soldiers, the picture was most ugly and fixed on the frame where Lao Dao disappeared with these corpses in his arms.

The three paintings ended here, and at the end of the yellow silk cloth, Qin Yu found a poem, a well-known Linjiang immortal "Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water"

The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes.

Success or failure turns empty

The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.

A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet.

How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking.

This song, Qin Yu is naturally not unfamiliar, it is still the ending song of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, it's just that such a word suddenly appeared here, what is the purpose of the person who mentioned this song, and what does he want to express?

These three paintings did not bring Qin Yu any help to solve his doubts, but instead had some more doubts, why did he put the last three paintings on this statue, did he not want others to see them? The cave under this waterhole was already extremely hidden, if it weren't for the fact that these soldiers led the way today, Qin Yu believed that he might not be able to find this place, so was it necessary to hide it like this?

Standing in place and pondering for a long time, Qin Yu decided that he didn't want to, he still had to do two things now, one was to prove the conjecture in his heart, the identity of the drought fish before his death, although he was sure that he would not be mistaken, but it was better to prove it.

Second: Go and find the golden liquid, since there is a golden liquid in the underground palace of Zhilu Dao, then Qin Yu must not give up, if he leaves the underground palace, I don't know if Lu Dao will have a chance to come in next time, according to those Taoist priests in Shangqing Palace, I am afraid that he will never open the underground palace for the second time.

Qin Yu looked at the yellow brocade silk cloth in his hand, his eyes flickered, and after the most sorrowful, he sighed and decided to let it stay here, he remembered all the contents inside, and there was no point in taking it out.

Qin Yu moved the statue out of the temple gate, those soldiers did not return to the sarcophagus, they were still standing in place, seeing Qin Yu coming out with the statue in his arms, his eyes turned to this side, a fierce killing intent made Qin Yu couldn't help but tremble, this is the murderous aura that these soldiers exuded when they saw him move this statue.

"Inspector Yuan of the Great Ming Dynasty is here!" Qin Yu put the statue on the ground and shouted loudly.

As soon as these words came out, two hundred soldiers fell to the ground in unison, this scene made the corners of Qin Yu's mouth rise slightly, it seems that the guess in his heart is not wrong, the life of the drought is indeed Yuan Chenghuan, the governor of the Ming Dynasty. (To be continued......)