"According to what you say, since they are all Bao Jia Immortals who have become essences, why are they still hanging here? Could it be ......" Speaking of this, Zhang Meng swallowed nervously: "They were all killed by people?" ”

As Zhang Meng finished saying this, the surroundings immediately became quiet, and only the dim everlasting lights were flashing and flickering.

In the entire gloomy and narrow corridor, there seems to be an invisible sense of oppression. In a trance, Zhang Meng and the fat man seemed to see that those upside-down triangular faces were all resurrected.

After a long time, Zhang Meng said with little confidence: "Don't talk nonsense, according to what you said, aren't all those weasels who have become fine been made into specimens and dried here to make bacon." ”

Hearing this, the fat man looked up and looked: "It's really fucking possible!" ”

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhang Meng smiled: "It's not that weasels are both animals and demons, they should all be very cunning, at least their IQ is dozens of times higher than that of ordinary animals, how can they be wiped out." ”

"I also doubt that weasels can really be cultivated to the finest? Although there are many similar records in historical fragments, they are all regarded as feudal superstition by the archaeological community. Xiao Lou stared at the fat man.

"I can't answer Zhang Quede's words, but what you said is not a problem." The fat man continued: "When the fat man went to the countryside, he heard about weasels harming people, this thing can become a sperm, and there will be absolutely no fake." ”

"Alright, don't hang it." Zhang Meng stopped the fat man's random speculation, pointed in Ye Jiu's direction and said, "Let's hurry up and see what is at the end of this corridor." ”

"What do you call me suspenseful?" Seeing that Zhang Meng didn't believe it, the fat man said angrily: "You haven't forgotten, have you?" ”

"What did I forget?" Zhang Meng was puzzled.

"Do you remember the shaman witch we were looking for in the old temple in Inner Mongolia? Shamans and witches can control the immortals. ”

was said by the fat man, Zhang Meng also suddenly realized that what the fat man said was not without basis, you must know that the shaman witch is inseparable from the whole thing. But as soon as the thought grew, Zhang Meng felt that something was wrong, and after thinking about it, he hurriedly said: "No, if these triangular faces are really weasels, come to think of it, they are all dead, and that old witch is no better, and no one will ......."

Before Zhang Meng finished speaking, the fat man interjected: "That's good, but think about it, it stands to reason that there is such a big hall of Baojia Immortal behind that old witch, how can she be caught by your father and the thousand-faced grandson?" Didn't you think something was wrong? ”

"Are you saying that it was precisely because of the accidental deaths of these Bao Jia Immortals that the old witch's strength was greatly damaged?" Zhang Meng had a flash of inspiration.

Zhang Meng's head was running quickly, and he quickly asked, "What's the matter with the living triangle face?" Are there any fish that have slipped through the net? ”

"I must have escaped at that time, but ......" The fat man glanced at the surrounding environment and said: "The environment here is too complicated, and the triangular face skills of this escape are not high, so I can't leave this submarine tomb." ”

"And what is it doing on us?" Zhang Meng asked.

"Then you still need to ask." The fat man said: "Either it is the strange habits of these family guards, or it wants to accomplish something with the help of your body, or it just wants us to open this underground corridor and let these triangular face specimens all see the light of day." ”

"Pull it down!" Zhang Meng smiled angrily: "I still see the light of day, this is the bottom of the sea." ”

"I'm just giving an analogy." The fat man touched the cold back of his neck: "Don't you think the temperature here is much colder than when we first came in?" I guess it's these unjust souls of the family fairies that have been broken through the predicament by us and released. ”

"First, it's getting colder and colder, which means that we're getting farther and farther away from the bottom of the sea; Second, even if it wants to help them with our hands, don't forget who made us kill each other! I don't think their purpose is simple. Zhang Meng said.

"What you say is not unreasonable." The fat man nodded: "It may be that our unexpected appearance scared it, so it will attack us." ”

"Edit, continue to edit." Zhang Meng didn't bother to tell the fat man about these mysterious things, but took Xiao Lou's hand and kept up with Ye Jiu's pace tightly.

As the four of them went deeper, there was no space for them to settle down on the corridor under their feet, and they were all covered with all kinds of dried corpses, even on the top of the corridor? Filled with countless triangular faces.

The more you walk, the more bones you find.

Zhang Meng even thinks that this place is no longer a simple corridor, but more like a place like a burial pit, but the burial is not a person, but some strange creatures that are rarely encountered in reality.

Thinking of this, a thought suddenly flashed in Zhang Meng's mind, and he immediately said to Ye Jiu in front of him: "I understand!" ”

"Understand what?" Ye Jiu stopped.

"This is the burial pit." Zhang Meng said nervously.

"What?" Without waiting for Ye Jiu to respond, the fat man on the side interjected, "What did you say?" Burial pits? How is this possible? We have never seen a burial pit like this. Also, the owner of the tomb didn't use people to bury him, but used a bunch of messy beasts, he was stupid? ”

"Crazy? Hehe. Zhang Meng shook his head with a wry smile, and looked at the fat man with a solemn face: "It's not that he's stupid, but we obviously underestimate the situation here." ”

"What's the situation?" The fat man asked rhetorically, "Isn't this the place where King Ning Zhu Quan buried the fourth means of immortality?" ”

"If I thought so before, but now ......" After speaking, Zhang Meng glanced back at the road he had walked, lowered his voice, and reminded: "This place is full of strange creatures that we have rarely encountered in reality for decades. ”

"The snake god Naga is! Triangle face too! So are the black-scaled sharks! Zhang Meng counted the aliases of these creatures and analyzed: "Some emperors want people to be buried after their deaths, because they want to enjoy this kind of authority in another world." But after all, it is people who are driven, and have you ever thought about what the effect would be if these creatures similar to demons and immortals were to be buried for them? ”

Being woken up by Zhang Meng a little bit, the fat man also seemed to realize something, and looked at Zhang Meng with a straight face: "You mean, the ambitions of the people who built this place are far greater than any of the emperors and generals we have seen, and his purpose is to drive these monsters?" Damn it! When he did this, didn't he want to control people, demons, and immortals together? Grandma's, this thing is too bold! ”

"I hope I'm thinking too much." Zhang Meng shook his head, but there seemed to be a voice in his head that was affirming Zhang Meng's conjecture.