Chapter 408: Twenty-four Dugong

Standing next to the stone statue, Yang Shouwen carefully looked at the square outside the gate of the underground palace.

In the square, the lights are bright.

Twenty-four bonfires burned, and the light of the fires illuminated the entire square very transparently. It stands to reason that this place is at least about 10 meters underground, and burning so many bonfires will make the air thinner. But Yang Shouwen didn't feel that he had trouble breathing, and from the flames of those bonfires, he could see that the air here seemed to be very smooth.

In other words, in this underground palace, there are still vents?

Thinking of this, Yang Shouwen looked up at the top of the underground palace, and saw countless stone stalactites hanging upside down on the top of the cave, which were uneven, like a hideous monster in the firelight, which made people feel inexplicably frightened.

This dungeon doesn't seem quite right!

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor.

A woman walked in surrounded by a group of people and went straight to the gate of the dungeon.

Su Wei turned around and arched his hand towards the woman, "Gan Niangzi, it's almost arranged!" ”

"Mr. Zhenren, Ji Wen is gone!"

"Huh?"

Gan Niangzi lowered her voice and said, "Before, Ji Wen said that he was going out to inspect, so I asked Gan Li to accompany him." But until now, there has been no trace of him, including Gan Li, who has also lost contact. I suspect there may be a problem, and people have been sent out of the valley to search. ”

Su Wei's face changed, and the expression on his face was a little complicated.

"What then?"

"Let's open it in advance, I'm worried that there are government spies who have infiltrated the valley."

Su Wei nodded and said in a deep voice, "Since that's the case." Let's get started. ”

The two talked in a low voice, and what they said could not be heard by outsiders. Not to mention Yang Shouwen and Ming Thirteen, who are relatively far away.

However, they also sensed that something was wrong, so they subconsciously peeked in the direction of the corridor.

At the entrance to the road, there are more than a dozen Annam samurai guards, and if they rush through like this, they will probably lose their lives.

What to do?

Yang Shouwen couldn't help but look at Ming Thirteen.

"Be careful later, if something happens. Remember to follow me and don't panic. ”

Ming 13 lowered his voice and admonished, and then quietly took two steps back.

Yang Shouwen didn't dare to slack off. He was also busy following Ming Thirteen to retreat. At this moment, the 'Suvi' in front of the gate hurried all the Annamianites in this square, ready to give orders.

He speaks the language of the Tang Dynasty and is obviously not very proficient in Annan dialect.

And these Annamite people do not know Chinese. Gan Niangzi is needed to translate. Yang Shouwen and Ming Thirteen were at the end of the crowd. Hidden in the shadows. They don't need to listen to Gan Niangzi's translation, so they also have the kung fu to observe their surroundings.

"The twenty-four stone statues on the left and right correspond to the twenty-four gongs of the Five Doumi Sect.

The entire underground palace square was built in imitation of the location of the diocese under the jurisdiction of the Wudoumi Sect in those years, so it was necessary to put 24 statues on their respective positions later. I've marked these 24 locations clearly. Everyone memorizes their respective names and obeys me. Twenty-four in turn. ”

'Su Wei' tried his best to make his words clear, but these five buckets of rice and twenty-four are all gong. For the people of Annam, it is obviously very unfamiliar.

Fortunately, there was Gan Niangzi interpreting, and Su Wei explaining on the side, so as not to confuse everyone.

The statue to which Yang Shouwen and Ming Thirteen belong is the Dugong of Heming Mountain, which belongs to the twenty-four governance of the Five Doumi Sect and the capital of the eight governance.

"The Five Doumi Sect is divided into 24 rules, and there are eight upper rules, eight middle rules and eight lower rules.

The capital of Heming Mountain, which is the capital of Heming Mountain in Shangbaji, ranks third. Follow me later, don't panic. ”

Ming Shisan whispered in Yang Shouwen's ear, but for some reason, the throbbing in Yang Shouwen's heart became stronger and stronger.

"What the hell is going on?"

He vaguely felt that Ming Thirteen seemed to be hiding something from him.

Ming 13 smiled slightly, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, remember to follow me later, don't mess around." ”

Her smile gives people a sense of inscrupulability.

But Yang Shouwen's feeling is getting worse and worse...... He suddenly felt as if he had fallen into someone's calculations.

"Hurry up and follow the command."

With Gan Niangzi's order, the Annan people dispersed one after another.

Ming 13 pulled Yang Shouwen and came to the stone statue of Dugong in Heming Mountain.

There were about dozens of people standing on the edge of the stone statue, looking at their dress, it should be the homeless people recruited by Gan Niangzi.

"Beipi Dugong, the twelfth bonfire on the left."

'Su Wei' shouted loudly, and Gan Niangzi translated loudly on the side.

The Annam brandished swords and guns, urging the outcasts to move the huge stone statues and move towards the campfire.

Boom, boom, the friction between the stone statue and the ground, making a loud sound, accompanied by the shouts of those homeless.

"The jade bureau is all gong, the sixth bonfire on the right."

"Pingshu Shan Dugong, the second bonfire on the right."

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Su Wei's shouts continued, and Gan Niangzi's voice echoed with it.

Rumble!

As the first stone statue returned to its place, Yang Shouwen heard a muffled sound in the underground palace, and the ground seemed to tremble slightly.

"The north has returned to its place."

Ming 13 said in a low voice, his eyes staring at Su Wei and Gan Niangzi, and a strange color flashed.

Yang Shouwen watched curiously as the stone statue moved slowly in the dungeon, and his heart was throbbing at the same time, but he was also a little curious.

The stone statues moved, and although the scene was a little chaotic, it was under the control of Gan Niangzi and others.

"Heming Mountain Dugong, left No. 10 bonfire."

The Annanite, who had been waiting for the order, immediately brandished their swords and directed the actions of the displaced people.

Ming 13 and Yang Shouwen also mingled in the crowd, pretending to command, and slowly moved the stone statue to the designated position.

"Later, when Yangping and Lutangshan both return to their positions, be careful."

Ming 13 whispered in Yang Shouwen's ear, but Yang Shouwen was a little distracted and nodded instinctively.

The trembling of the dungeon became more and more obvious, and from the direction of the cave roof, there were strange sounds, like ghosts crying wolf.

"Ming Thirteen, do you understand these?"

"I know a little bit about it."

"Did they do it right?"

Ming 13 said: "So far, it's all correct. ”

"Doesn't that mean...... Can they open the gates of the dungeon? ”

Ming 13 didn't answer, only smiled at Yang Shouwen, and said softly: "Whether you can open the gate of the underground palace also depends on their creation." ”

What do you mean?

The ominous feeling in Yang Shouwen's heart became stronger and stronger.

Heming Mountain is all gong, and successfully reached the top position. Only then did Yang Shouwen see clearly that next to the bonfire, there was a raised pier-like object, no more than ten centimeters high. The Annanite people next to him shouted loudly, and some people waved whips and beat the homeless people. The homeless people struggled to lift the huge stone statue and slowly lay it on the mound.

With the shouting of the Annamite people, the displaced people let go.

I only heard a bang, and when the Dugong stone statue fell on the pier, the raised stone pier obviously sank downward.

Organ!

Yang Shouwen finally understood the mystery.

In this underground palace square, there is a magical mechanism hidden, and it is also the key to opening the gate of the underground palace.

At this time, the trembling of the underground palace became more and more intense, and two stone stalactites fell off the top of the cave and smashed down. A few homeless people who couldn't dodge were smashed to the ground by stalactites, wailing incessantly. But at this time, no one paid attention to them.

Gan Niangzi and Su Wei's faces showed an indescribable look of joy.

"Hurry, hurry...... Return Yangping and Lutang Mountain to their places. ”

They shouted and urged, apparently impatient.

I heard two muffled sounds, boom, boom, and with the last two stone statues returning to their places, the dungeon shook more and more......

After the twenty-four capitals returned to their positions, cracks suddenly appeared on the ground of the underground palace.

Immediately after, a stream of mercury-like liquid gushed out from the crack, and quickly flowed down the crack towards the gate of the underground palace.

One of the two homeless people accidentally got sprayed on his body by the liquid.

Only a series of screams were heard, and the liquid seemed to have a strong corrosive poison, and the limbs of the two homeless people were quickly melted, and they fell to the ground screaming. Yang Shouwen was shocked when he saw it, and just wanted to go up to help, but was pulled by Ming Shisan.

"Don't move."

"But ......"

"That's a dollar of heavy water, as long as you touch it, you will definitely die."

As she spoke, she pulled Yang Shouwen back two steps and said softly: "There is only one last step left, and wait and see these barbarian methods." ”

The liquid of mercury flowed in front of the gate and into the ground through the cracks.

The Nine Palaces Bagua pattern on the gate began to change, as if it was being pushed by some force, slowly rotating.

At the same time, the tremors in this dungeon became more and more obvious.

Crunch!

The Taiji diagram on the gate of the dungeon disappeared and was replaced by a hole.

For some reason, Yang Shouwen suddenly felt that the hole was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. But just as he was trying to think, 'Su Wei' took a disc-shaped object from his satchel and stepped forward.

He filled the disc into the hole and pressed it hard.

It's too late, it's fast, Ming Shisan's voice came into Yang Shouwen's ears, "Yang Shouwen, come with me......"

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PS: Still coughing, but it's better than yesterday, but I'm still a little dizzy. (To be continued.) )