The tomb is very dark, and the walls around it are surrounded by marble, Luo Shaobai groped around, the rock was smooth as jade, and there was no convex protrusion. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info tapped lightly and didn't find any dark box, Luo Shaobai didn't give up and searched the entire ground carpet again, except for the dark box found by Bai Mo earlier, he still found nothing.

"We've searched this place a few times earlier, and there are no secret gates." Bai Mo held a fruit bowl and said in a voice.

Luo Shaobai glanced at the stone wall, and then looked at the fruit plate in Bai Mo's hand, and finally didn't hold back: "Bai Mo, do you have to prepare the melon and fruit plate when you go out to kill someone?" It's not that she's troubled, it's just that the visual experience brought to her by this scene is too unbelievable, leisurely eating melons in a dangerous tomb of the dead.

"No," Bai Mo shook his head with a smile, Luo Shaobai sighed lightly, feeling a little more normal, and then listened to Bai Mo continue: "Your Excellency hasn't killed anyone for a long time. ”

Ha?

Luo Shaobai couldn't help but be taken aback, so, when that man killed someone, he killed while eating?

On a dark and windy night of the month, between the desolate mountain roads with winding paths, a beautiful man sits in a sedan chair with eight dragons spitting pearls and gilded sandalwood and descends from the sky, the curtain is windless and automatic, killing people in the invisible between gestures, the brains are overflowing and the corpses are divided into four directions, the man picks up a crystal cherry as if admiring a masterpiece, bites down the juice and flies sideways, all the way down the blood-stained corners of his mouth......

Luo Shaobai couldn't help but shudder, it was really perverted enough.

Seeing this, Bai Mo chuckled and shook his head, explaining: "Your Excellency is Xijie, killing people has never allowed blood, and the leader of the Luo League thinks too much. ”

Oh, Luo Shaobai said in his heart, but it was like his style of doing things.

"White ......"

Luo Shaobai was just about to speak, but before he could say the ink words, the tomb shook violently as if someone had touched the mechanism, both of them were shocked, and the gravel on the top of the tomb began to fall like rain, the ground tore and rolled magma under it, and the hot spring water in the pool suddenly bubbled as if it was boiling, and the magma continued to move up, and the ground had become red in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the man sitting on the highest point still did not show the slightest sign of awakening, and he was sleepy.

Bai Mo was an arrow, and just about to step forward, he found that a white shadow took advantage of the momentum one step ahead of him, and before he could react, he floated back to his side with his master on his back. "Lead the way!"

Without thinking much about it, the two of them flew towards the entrance of the tomb together, the terrain swaying, and the passage was full of reefs. The two of them rampage all the way, in the darkness Luo Shaobai turned his head slightly, and there seemed to be something behind him crawling towards them in unison, the voice was extremely dense, and the number was by no means a few, Luo Shaobai snorted lightly in his heart, and couldn't help but speed up his steps, no matter what it was, he must not be entangled by it now.

Call!

I don't know if it's Luo Shaobai's illusion, the short journey of a few hundred meters has become particularly long today, and the two of them have been running for nearly half a pillar of incense but still can't see the end of the passage, and they are thinking in their hearts, Bai Mo, who is leading the way in front of them, suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Luo Shaobai followed Bai Mo's gaze, and somehow a three-way intersection appeared in front of him, leading to three different spaces in a dark and dark manner.

"Left."

Luo Shaobai crossed Bai Mo and said to the left. Someone must have tampered with it here, and the way we came from before is long gone, so it's better to take a gamble than sit and wait for death. White ink followed. This passage is much bigger than the one when he came, Luo Shaobai secretly held his breath, the sound of dense insects crawling behind him was much quieter, and the shaking of the ground was not as violent as before, thinking that it had passed the shaking period.

The passage is not like a straight line, but more like a mountain road, the two of them ran for an unknown amount of time, and a little light suddenly appeared in front of them, and the two looked at each other in pairs, and they seemed to rush out.

Hula!

The space suddenly became brighter, and the dazzling light made Luo Shaobai squint, and only after getting used to it did he slowly open it.

What comes into the eye is a huge hall that is more than ten times larger than the original burial chamber, the four carved beams and stone pillars in the hall are magnificent, the height is not the top, the stone pillar does not know what material it is, it actually glows with a crystal bright white light throughout the body, illuminates the whole hall as if it were daytime.

In the center of the main hall, there is a huge blue arc surrounded by mountain rocks, in the center of the arc stands a half-person high square bracket, on the bracket there is a crystal clear white hanging coffin, the four corners of the hanging coffin are tied with thick iron chains engraved with black lines, the chain goes all the way up to the upper end of the stone pillar, a cloud of red is faintly visible in the coffin, and the shape is blurred and not very clear.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

Luo Shaobai placed the Eighth Highness in a corner of the main hall and placed it, and then circled the hanging coffin, but saw that the coffin was transparent and did not see half of the carvings, but on the lid above the coffin, there were many strangely shaped curves, which were gathered in one place in a disorderly manner, which was a bit like the runes that I had seen in Hutuo Island in the early years.

"It's a curse." Bai Mo stared at the runes engraved on the lid of the coffin, and suddenly said loudly.

Luo Shaobai looked at Bai Mo when he heard this, and asked, "What is the Fu Demon Curse?" ”

She didn't expect him to even understand this.

"Get out of this circle." Regarding Luo Shaobai's question, Bai Mo did not answer immediately, but dragged her in the direction of His Royal Highness and retreated, although Luo Shaobai didn't know why, but from the former's expression, he probably guessed that they seemed to have provoked something that should not be provoked.

Although he withdrew from the blue arc, Bai Mo's expression did not relax much, but his eyes continued to scan the hall solemnly, as if he was looking for something.

"The Fu Demon Spell is an exclusive secret spell mastered by the corpse controller in the outer lands, and the person who curses it must be the body of a child, and when he is about to die, he will seal the four heavenly points around his body, so that his five senses will be lost and his seven orifices will bleed to death, and then soaked in the corpse liquid dripping with the blood of the caster's heart for nine hundred and eighty-one days, and finally the coffin must be sealed and engraved with a spell on the lid of the coffin."

As the name suggests, the corpse controller is known for manipulating the dead corpse to refine puppets, but this practice is extremely damaging to yin morality, the so-called "people die for the greatest, and the earth is safe", this kind of sinister behavior that still does not make people feel peaceful after death has always been despised by the righteous people in the rivers and lakes.

It's just that Momen is one of the most famous families in the rivers and lakes, why does this method of controlling corpses appear in this ancestral tomb of the Mo family?

There are really a lot of secrets in this ink gate.

"Isn't that the corpse lying quietly in the coffin at this time, and what are you looking for?" The matter of Momen was put aside for the time being, Luo Shaobai asked faintly while observing the surroundings, judging from Bai Mo's expression, there must be something to follow.

"Dry corpse," Bai Mo took a light breath and said slowly, "Where the puppet is, within a hundred meters, there will be a dry corpse." ”