Chapter 7: The Joy of the Dead
The luxury here is not like a tomb, but like a palace, and most of the places where the flashlight shines are resplendent with gold, this magnificent style. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Mo Sheng came here by mistake, and since then he has started the marriage mode by mistake.
There weren't as many lengthy mechanisms in this tomb as she thought, because all the mechanisms she wanted were in the other way.
She just wanted to step in and felt that it was inappropriate, so she squatted on the ground and examined it carefully. She didn't look dazzled, it was a thin gold line, a little careless will touch the mechanism, she wanted to use a dagger to cut the gold line, just touched the edge of the gold line, the left side appeared "jingling" chord, the ancient dulcimer made a chorus, like flowing water moving, gradually above, on the right, it seems that there are hundreds of musical instruments played in this palace, Mo Sheng patted his face, and it was like entering the palace to enjoy the music of the long stream. She shook it around, and it was the pomp of the palace music, and the music was played through the rhythm of the golden thread.
She wanted to move, but she couldn't move, she couldn't think, her brain couldn't keep up with her. The sound of "dark music" enters the ear, and the center is demonic. Mo Shengqiang cheered up, the blood in the palm of his hand had dried up, and now his palm was numb and painful, and he was unconscious when he slashed it again.
The six roots are quiet and refreshing! She smeared her own blood on the center of her eyebrows, the corners of her eyes, the wings of her nose, and the sides of her ears.
Seal the seven orifices, and at this time, Mo Sheng can enter generously. There's nothing to be excited about here, except for the palace music, and the lavish décor is a unicorn platform carved with jade, and a sandalwood box inlaid on the platform. The texture of the plum blossom is lifelike, so that she can't tell whether it is sandalwood or the faint plum fragrance for a while.
The box was unlocked, and inside was a worn, yellowed parchment scroll, which disappointed her, and it was blank without the map of the cemetery she wanted. Suddenly she remembered something, she pulled out the military kettle from her waist and shaded the water from the cap of the vial. No changes have been made to the parchment rolls. Matches, she tried to use them again, and the faint flame had no effect on the heavy and generous parchment.
Mo Sheng gritted her teeth, and counted it as her own blood donation today, and she broke the wounds that had not healed alive. Tingling, swelling. She smeared blood on it, and vaguely she saw rows of lettering, followed by a map of the cemetery.
The contract of life and death, this is ****** a deed of sale! Is this the engagement contract of the underworld marriage, Mo Sheng knew on the spot what it meant to die if she didn't die, and she should have taken the silver ticket and flew away, who knows what the hell she is going to face!!!
The rows of red fonts, with small ancient seals on them, are a little difficult to recognize. Whoever signs this book will live and die. This is the vernacular translated by Mo Sheng. Ghosts and you depend on life and death!
Mo Sheng picked up the parchment roll and looked at the map behind it, which was really full of scheming and calculation. No, it seems that someone is going to deliberately separate her from Ling Chen, let her come here, and sign this contract of life and death.
Her place is the main tomb! And the mechanism at this fork in the road is obviously on the road in the early morning, and you will not come to the main tomb until you finish all the roads. Someone is releasing water? More accurately, she was in the light, and the man was playing with them in the dark, with ease.
To get out of here, you can only get out of here, and then destroy here! Mo Sheng returned the same way, she shivered coldly, and always felt that someone was staring at her behind her. She turned around and shone a flashlight behind her, there was nothing, maybe she was too nervous! This marriage with a ghost casually, who can not be nervous?