Ruan Yunzhou swept it with a flashlight, and the air was filled with a thick fog, the concentration was very high, comparable to the northeast haze, and even the flashlight could not penetrate it.

"Senior brother, you wait here, I'll go and find out how deep it is. ”

As a Taoist person, Zhang Yueming attaches great importance to health preservation, has many secret recipes, coupled with the habits brought by his long-term military camp career, and his life is very self-disciplined, so he looks nearly eighty years old, but his physical fitness is by no means a twilight old man.

The length of the rope had reached its limit, Zhang Yueming had to unbuckle it, slowly leaned forward and walked two or three steps, and found that the water depth had dropped instead, from the knee to the ankle.

"It turned out to be a false alarm. Zhang Yueming turned around and said, "Come here, I still remember the terrain in front of me, and it is all the way high." ”

Ruan Yunzhou followed after hearing this, and the two of them advanced thirty or forty meters with flashlights before touching the stone wall. Zhang Yueming nodded and said, "Now go to the left, and there will be an exit after walking more than twenty meters." ”

Ruan Yunzhou pointed the flashlight at the stone wall and shone it indiscriminately, and then said: "This seems to be a natural karst cave, and it doesn't seem to be man-made."

"That's true. Zhang Yueming said: "I escaped from here in the first place. This place is flat and wide, I once thought it was a tomb, but when I went out to look at the surrounding feng shui, I found that this is a murderous place. But any warlock who is a good practitioner will not point his acupuncture points here. ”

There was silence around them, and the two of them walked as they talked, and after a while they found a low, narrow cave on the stone wall, allowing only one person to pass sideways. After the two of them squeezed one after the other, the field of vision in front of them widened again, the stagnant water disappeared without a trace, and the fog began to thin out.

Ruan Yunzhou shone a flashlight under his feet and said in surprise: "There are blue bricks paved here! Step by step, there are stairs. ”

"The place where we are standing now must have been artificially built, and I have checked, it is a gossip-shaped high platform. There are steps leading to different paths. Zhang Yueming climbed the steps, walked around the edge of the gossip platform, squatted down, picked up a rusty short sword from the ground, and sighed: "It's here, I left the sword here to make a mark." ”

The two of them descended the steps indicated by the daggers, the terrain was low again, and the stagnant water reappeared. Zhang Yueming probed for a while, and found that the water here was deeper than the cave he came in, and it had already overflowed the thighs.

Follow the road carefully. Zhang Yueming's feet suddenly fell into the air, and the water instantly spilled to his neck.

"It seems to be quite deep. Ruan Yunzhou grabbed Zhang Yueming's shoulder, frowned and asked, "What is this gossip platform for? I haven't heard of this set in the tomb, who built it." ”

"I don't know. ”

Now that he has come here, Zhang Yueming has long put life and death aside, and ventured into the water for several zhang in a row before he touched something and said in surprise: "This is it." ”

There is a stone gate in front of me, square. Like the door of a hall. Ruan Yunzhou wiped the rotten moss on the supporting stone pillar with his hand, and said in surprise: "There are lines, like a snake, no." No, there are horns. It's a dragon!"

Zhang Yueming also touched it, and said in a deep voice: "It looks like a coiled dragon pattern, and it looks like a literary dragon pattern." ”

Ruan Yunzhou was speechless: "Who is this?

The dragon pattern is said in ancient times. Only the emperor is qualified to decorate. But unless the emperor had a brain pump, he would bury himself in this place, and besides, he had never heard of an emperor buried in Jiulong Mountain.

"Let's go up. Zhang Yueming looked at the stone door and stretched out. The mood was noticeably low. The two of them climbed the stairs and got out of the water, and at this moment, Ruan Yunzhou suddenly felt a lump of black stuff at his feet.

When I looked at the flashlight, I had already eaten it, and there was a messy skeleton under my feet, and my clothes were black.

"What is this?"

Zhang Yueming leaned down and groped around the bones, picked up a gossip mirror, and said in a solemn tone: "This is Wang Xiude's junior brother, Liu Xiuyuan." I didn't expect him to die, and he came here. ”

"Him?"

"He had one of his arms cut off by the Japanese. Zhang Yueming said with a reminiscing expression: "The situation was too complicated at that time, he fell into the water after breaking his arm, and there was no trace. I thought he drowned, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. If I had stayed for a while, I might have saved him. Alas......"

Ruan Yunzhou made a joke, recited a passage of transcendent scriptures, nodded and said, "Senior brother, Siren has passed away." Let's go. ”

After walking up about seven or eight meters away, a stone tablet suddenly appeared in front of him, Ruan Yunzhou hurriedly shone it with a flashlight, and muttered: "Wenlong Palace, what the hell is this place?"

"There is no doubt that the stone gate should be a dragon pattern. Zhang Yueming pondered for a moment and said: "Wenlong, also known as Negative Cun, is one of the nine sons of Longsheng. Like a dragon, ranked eighth, Yahao Siwen, loves poetry and songs. Spread in the Han Dynasty, often appear on the back, and match the camel monument. ”

"I know about the negative one, but he is a Zhenbei Divine Beast, what is the matter with this Wenlong Palace? Could it be the temple dedicated to the negative one?"

Zhang Yueming didn't speak, but went around to the back of the stone stele, frowned and looked carefully for a long time, the more he looked at it, the more round his eyes became, and finally he fell to the ground, stunned and speechless.

"Senior brother, what is written on it?" Ruan Yunzhou was also taken aback, and hurriedly leaned over, but after looking at it for a while, a layer of cold sweat oozed from his head.

"This ...... Is this a monument erected for him by his apprentices? Is this the mausoleum of the negative? This ...... This ......"

As a dragon beast, his status is noble, not inferior to that of the emperor. And although this is a murderous position, it does not have the slightest impact on Longzi.

If there is a dragon, there is a spirit, and it is not a lie.

Ruan Yunzhou thought of the boiling South China Sea Divine Dragon that had been rumored recently, and sweat was dripping from his forehead.

The shape of the negative is similar to a dragon, not a real dragon, but the identity of the dragon son alone is enough for mortals to bow and worship.

Zhang Yueming obviously figured out something, and exclaimed: "I understand! I understand! Wang Xiude ...... He was simply a man of God. ”

"Senior brother, what's wrong?" Ruan Yunzhou asked anxiously: "Is this really the mausoleum of the Negative Tomb?" So, the Divine Dragon of the South China Sea is also real!"

"No, this is not his mausoleum, but his palace. Zhang Yueming opened his mouth wide, his breathing was obviously short, and said: "I've seen a negative, it's a negative!"

"Brother, let me tell you! Zhang Yueming pointed to the stone tablet and said tremblingly: "No wonder, no wonder." At the time, I thought it was a boa raised in this water, but unfortunately I couldn't see it clearly in the dark. This inscription is clearly written, and the negative man has been cultivating here for many years, but unfortunately fell. His apprentice...... It is not clear here, but the stele was built for him by his apprentices. ”

According to Zhang Yueming's identification, the content behind the stele is the "Mourning Poem" of Shen Yue of the Southern Dynasty:

Last autumn in March and May, this autumn is still shining on the beam. This spring, the orchid grass will be restored in the spring.

Sadly, humanity is different, and a thank you will die forever. The screen feast is empty, and the curtain is even more open.

The dust covers the empty seat, and the lonely tent covers the empty bed. Everything is endless, and the survivors are injured in vain!

Lovers...... The son of the dragon god is responsible for the famous article, and I would like to erect this monument. Eternal life...... Time is impermanent, and there is no immunity to it. Repeatedly kowtowed, but it was desolate. (To be continued......)