When those people went out, Guo Yang turned over and took out a wooden box from the storage bag on his waist, but when he opened it, it was densely packed with many red-billed hummingbirds.

He whispered a few words, and after a strange whistle, the little things buzzed and scattered and flew quietly into the depths of the underground palace.

"Master, it's all right! Those samurai solved the whole thing. At this moment, a young man walked in quickly, wearing the armor and helmet of the same general Sima.

"Ah Yuan, you stinky boys, it's really good!" Guo Yang patted A-Yuan's shoulder and said with a smile.

"Master, we miss you and Tianshui Village." A-Yuan's eyes moistened.

"I miss you too. However, under this world, there can be Tianshui Village everywhere, as long as we work hard to live. Guo Yang said gently.

"Yes, Master." Ah Yuan replied angrily, "By the way, Master, this is what you want." ”

Ah Yuan took out a small bag and opened it to see that it was two sets of clothes. One set of black clothes, the same as those of the men in black, and the other of the purple clothes worn by the eunuchs, complete with boots and hats.

Guo Yang took the black clothes and put them on his body in three or two clicks, and his image suddenly changed, like a little leader.

"Guo Yang, I'm wearing ...... This one? The swallow's face was a little ugly, and she looked at the eunuch costume with disgust.

"If you don't wear it, will you let me wear it? If you press your throat casually, you can pretend to be a eunuch. Guo Yang said seriously.

"You!" Yanzi was annoyed for a while, but after thinking about it, he felt that there was no other good way, so he took the eunuch costume and put it on in three or two clicks.

"This doesn't work, eunuchs dress up, but they are much more elaborate than normal people, and you are a fake at first glance." Guo Yang said with a smile.

"Okay, Uncle Guo, listen to you. You two get out, I'm going to change my clothes. Swallow said with a depressed face.

Guo Yang smiled and led A-Yuan out.

……

The road to the dungeon was even more complicated than expected, and even with the map brought out by Ah Jiu in his hand, he almost got lost several times.

After Guo Yang and Yanzi disguised themselves, they bypassed more than a dozen secret sentinels and finally entered an intricate, rat-hole-like area. Guo Yang held a mutton fat torch in his hand, his brows were furrowed, and he groped forward from memory.

Yanzi followed closely behind Guo Yang, looking a little nervous. She didn't expect that there was such a large-scale underground complex hidden under the capital of Nanyan Kingdom, and she didn't even know about it.

This mysterious ancient kingdom looks very weak on the surface, if it weren't for the fear of damaging its reputation, I am afraid that it would be trampled by the iron horses of the Zhou people in the blink of an eye. But entering this underground labyrinth doesn't seem to be so simple.

"I've entered the trap beast passage in front, look at my foothold, don't go wrong." Just when Yanzi was thinking wildly, Guo Yang's lips moved slightly, and he said to her with a secret voice.

"Hmm." The swallow obediently replied.

Walk forward about three or four hundred steps, is a stone gate, the stone gate carved a skull-sized character, twisted and twisted, the strokes and their complexity, but not the common ancient seal or hieroglyphs, but like a mysterious ancient totem.

Guo Yang held the torch and looked at the word carefully, and suddenly felt that once those strokes were connected, an ancient beast would appear, and it would devour him in one bite.

Guo Yang handed the mutton fat torch to Yanzi and motioned for her to take two steps back, and then cautiously stepped forward, stretched out his hand to grope on the stone door, but found nothing unusual.

He checked the surrounding area, but there was still nothing abnormal, neither protruding stones nor recesses.

The whole stone gate seems to be made of molten stone slurry, and it is completely integrated.

After some exploration, Guo Yang's expression was a little depressed, so he had to raise his head and continue to study the big character, and the map sent by a few people pointed to the stone gate, which would definitely be opened, unless it was like the first stone door, it could only be opened inside.

Guo Yang half-squinted, staring at the complicated and mysterious pattern text, slightly surprised. Because he found that those strokes were connected from end to end, and they were like a naturally closed space, as if there was a force flowing endlessly.

Guo Yang stared at the pattern and words, and faintly felt that there was something strange about the blood veins in his body, as if they were echoing those strokes that opened and closed vertically and horizontally, and were connected end to end, producing a strange resonance.

Yanzi looked at Guo Yang's slightly deformed and bright red face on the side, secretly frightened, and hurriedly said, "Guo Yang! ”

Guo Yang didn't hear it, slowly walked to the stone door, and stretched out a palm.

The closer the palm of his hand was to the mysterious pattern, the more obvious the resonance became, and it actually affected Guo Yang's whole body, and the blood began to flow faster.

Guo Yang was a little stunned, withdrew his palm, and cut his palm with a brush.

The swallow was startled, and before he could open his mouth to stop it, Guo Yang climbed up to the tall stone gate with a leap, and slammed a bloodied palm on the mass of pattern words.

"Ahh

Guo Yang screamed in pain, one arm was visibly dried up a lot, and the blood in his body gushed out wildly, pouring into the mass of pattern words.

Guo Yang was shocked and regretted his recklessness.

Just as he was about to use the Cultivation Technique to get rid of that strange devouring power, all the strokes of the pattern suddenly lit up, emitting a dark red light, like a fierce beast that had been sleeping for ten thousand years, suddenly nourished by blood, and his eyes flashed.

A abundant huge force suddenly pushed Guo Yang's body away, slammed into the stone wall, and then hung in the air and fell.

Yanzi watched carefully from the side, stepped up, and gently caught Guo Yang.

Guo Yang's face turned pale, obviously caused by excessive blood loss. He breathed to himself, and when he saw that he had not been hurt in any other way, he looked at the mass of patterned words with trepidation.

Guo Yang's blood rushed rapidly in those simple and mysterious strokes, and a monster with incomparably complex patterns loomed, emitting a dull roar, which made Guo Yang and the others secretly frightened, and couldn't help but take more than a dozen steps back.

There was a loud "boom", and when Guo Yang and Yanzi were full of fear, the stone door slowly opened, and an unpleasant foul smell burst out, accompanied by a chilling cold air.

Guo Yang dodged in front of the swallow, and a light blue light mask wrapped the two of them.

After a few breaths, the stench and cold air weakened, Guo Yang grabbed the swallow's hand, and rushed into the stone gate with one arrow step.

There was a loud "boom", and the stone door, which was five or six feet thick, slowly closed behind him.

Inside was a large-scale hall, and the swallow raised the mutton fat torch in his hand forward, and suddenly lost his voice, and his handsome face instantly became difficult to see.

Bones, bones everywhere, dense bones.

The man, the beast, the whole, the broken, like a forest of bones.

Guo Yang was also taken aback by the sight, and his scalp tingled.

"This is ......" Guo Yang swept the entire hall by the flickering light of the mutton fat torch, and found that in addition to the dense layer of white bones discarded on the ground, the stone walls on all sides were also full of Bai Sensen's bones.

There were few intact skeletons, and the vast majority of human-animal skeletons were scarred. Guo Yang roughly judged that these animal bones should have been left after a tragic battle, because the wounds on many of the bones were obviously fatal blows before death.

More than a dozen skeletons that appear to be complete are a shocking black color as a whole, apparently having been severely poisoned before his death.

And what frightened Guo Yang and Yanzi the most was that in the center of the main hall, there was an altar-like bluestone platform, which was two or three zhang high, and there were seven or eight huge mutton fat lamps flickering on and off, as if they had not been extinguished for hundreds of thousands of years.

Looking at the strange scene in front of them, Guo Yang and the others looked at each other and couldn't make a sound.

When Guo Yang was a teenager, he also followed Duanmu Niu to the sinkhole, and saw tens of thousands of white bones densely packed, and some scalps were numb.

"Guo Yang......" The swallow shrank his neck and pasted it on Guo Yang's body, his face was unusually pale.

"Don't be afraid, isn't it just a place to pretend to be a ghost." Guo Yang had a calm face and walked slowly towards the altar.

This altar is the destination of the secret letter of Ah Jiu.

Walking through the dense white bone forest and coming to the front of the altar, Guo Yang groaned slightly, and then climbed the stairs.

First order.

Two orders.

Third order.

……

As Guo Yang stepped on the altar with the last step, Guo Yang's state was also adjusted to the peak, and an invisible pressure was like a tide, condensing within three or four feet of his body.

"Huh?" But when he glanced at the altar, he was surprised.

On the empty altar, except for the seven huge mutton fat lamps, there was only a lone bed.

A lavish bed.

On the bed, embroidered felt, white tiger skin, and a small wooden table were also set up, on which were placed a few glass plates, and seven or eight kinds of seasonal fresh fruits were arranged.

In addition, there is a complete set of exquisite bronze wine utensils, judging by the texture and workmanship, it should be a thing of the previous generation, which is extremely simple.

The most surprising thing was the person in the bed.

One person wears a crown, a dark royal robe, a brocade and jade belt, white hair, and a mighty expression, which is very terrifying.

The man sat upright, stretched out his right hand, took a sip of wine and drank it slowly, ignoring Guo Yang and Yanzi.

"Yan Baifei?" Swallow said in a trembling voice suddenly.

Guo Yang stared at it and saw that although the person was already gray-haired and old, he was really a little similar to Wuhuan between his eyebrows, and he was obviously a blood clansman.

The mighty old man suddenly raised his head, and then he looked at Guo Yang, and his gaze fell on Yanzi's face.

He seemed a little confused, a little sad, and fell into a wonderful memory.

"Are you really Yan Baifei's dog thief?" The swallow asked through gritted teeth, as if two fires had been lit under her eyes.

"Yan Baifei, that dog thief...... Hehe, Yan Baifei's dog thief has long since died. The mighty old man took the wine and continued to drink, his expression was a little aggrieved, but the pride of the king did not diminish at all.

"And who are you?" Swallow couldn't help but ask.

"I'm a wreck." The old man slowly put down the wine and lifted the hem of the black royal robe, revealing two blackened thighs, which were gone from the knee down.

Guo Yang and Yanzi gasped when they saw it.

The old man ripped open the collar of his shirt, revealing his left shoulder, revealing a thick scar, which was densely crawled with white maggots, wriggling and wriggling, like waves of miniature waves, which was disgusting.

The swallow only glanced at it, and then couldn't help but turn around and vomit.

Guo Yang stared intently at the old man's wound, seemed to be very curious, and asked indifferently: "I heard that there is a Gu poison technique, which can make people's hearts and bones itch unbearably, and it is more cruel than a thousand cuts, but as long as you make a wound on the body, breed an appropriate number of maggots, and keep devouring the rotten flesh and blood that oozes from that Gu poison, you can ensure that the poisoned person will not die for decades." Now it seems that the rumors are true, and they are indeed breathtaking. ”

The old man picked up the wine, as if he was a little reluctant, took a shallow sip of wine, suddenly looked up at Guo Yang, and said lightly: "You are not very old, you know a lot of such crooked things." ”

Guo Yang smiled and said: "Actually, this kind of Gu poison can also scare and scare people, and it can make General Yan stay in this ghost place for more than ten years like a dead dog, which is really a good means." ”

The mighty old man's pupils shrank slightly, but he suddenly sighed and said lightly: "The world is just unpredictable. ”

He picked up the wine and drank it all.