"It's so full of dead air. ”

There was silence in the deep well, only the howling gusts of wind blew by, which made people shudder. Looking at the pitch-black environment in front of him, Jiang Xiaoqi, who was in the purple gold gourd, had slightly condensed eyes, and slowly spoke, with a bit of heaviness in his words.

Not long ago, Jiang Xiaoqi and Xiaodao Chang entered the inner space of the purple gold gourd, and were swept into the dark deep well under the bronze tripod. At this time, nearly half an hour had passed since they stepped here, but the gourd was still sinking.

At first, when it swept into the dark deep well, it was only an inch of land around, narrow and oppressive. However, with the fall of the purple gold gourd, the surrounding space also began to change, although the surroundings were still dark, but through the golden light diffused by the gourd, you could still faintly peek into the increasingly spacious space around it. It's like a deep well, you can't get to the bottom.

Jiang Xiaoqi, who was hiding in the gourd, looked out at the dark environment through the transparent inner wall of the gourd, and his eyes flashed with a little solemnity. Although the two of them were wrapped in the gourd, they avoided the encirclement of death to a great extent, but as the distance deepened, a chill began to spread, falling on Jiang Xiaoqi through the inner wall of the gourd, which was a little cold.

And on the wall of the deep well outside the gourd, the rich dead qi almost turned into substance, condensing a layer of frost-like entity on the stone wall, and there was a dark red under the gloomy black qi, like blood, cold and piercing, which made people can't help but feel a chilling feeling of suffocation in their hearts.

"The death qi that spreads through the gourd is getting stronger and stronger, and if it continues, I'm afraid you and I will die here. ”

Compared with Jiang Xiaoqi, Xiao Dao Chang's spiritual sense was more keen, and his always plain gaze also climbed a few dignified at this moment, looking at the increasingly dense dead qi outside the gourd. In addition, as the controller of the purple gold gourd, the little Taoist priest was more aware of the current environment they were in, and slowly spoke after weighing the situation.

The purple gold gourd is not an extraordinary thing, it has an extremely powerful defensive ability, and now, in this dark deep well, the appearance of the gourd has condensed a layer of substantial frost, showing a dark red color, which is completely formed by the condensation of dead qi, it can be imagined that the position they are in now is so terrifying that the dead qi is so thick. Dodge out, even with the strong strength of the little road leader, it will be wiped out by the dead qi in an instant, without any accidents.

"Huh, what's that?"

Just when Xiao Dao Chang's words were a little heavy, Jiang Xiaoqi on the side suddenly spoke, raised his hand and pointed in a direction outside the gourd, his eyes flickered, and his words contained a bit of surprise.

"Buzz"

Following the direction of Jiang Xiaoqi's finger, the little Taoist priest controlled the purple gold gourd to slowly lean in, and through the faint light emitted from the gourd, the eyes of the two fell on the solid stone wall in the deep well, and looked over.

"These are like murals, and I don't know what is written on them. ”

Leaning on the inner wall of the gourd, Jiang Xiaoqi looked at it, and a curious look surged in his pupils. Through the golden light reflected in the gourd, Jiang Xiaoqi could roughly see what was on the stone wall. Above it is a large pattern sketched with rough strokes, with no words, only vague and mutilated strokes engraved on it.

"It looks like a sacrifice, but if it's a funeral, it's a bit too grand. ”

Stepping forward, looking at the transparent inner wall of the gourd, Xiao Dao Chang's eyebrows were also slightly raised, and he stared at the mural carefully, and finally came to such a conclusion.

In the dark deep well, there were no fingers in sight, only the purple-gold gourd emitted a little bit of brilliance, reflected on the dark red stone wall in front of him.

As the Taoist chief said, the pattern engraved on this stone wall is indeed like a sacrifice, or a solemn funeral. The strokes on the stone walls are rough and not exquisite, but they are very strong, and although they are frozen by the dark red frost, they can still clearly see the patterns engraved on the murals.

In the deep well where the breath of life is so strong at the moment, the position that the golden light can illuminate is limited, and naturally, the pattern displayed in front of the two of them is not complete. However, the trailmaster still caught a sign in the picture through the reflected golden light, which was an altar, an incomparably magnificent altar, comparable to the magnificent altar of a thousand feet of high mountains.

As soon as the altar appeared, it seemed to become the absolute core of the whole picture, and it was difficult to separate the slightest light from the embellishment of other objects on the pattern.

The altar is divided into nine steps, square and shaped, and the whole presents a kind of crimson, bright and desolate, as if formed by pouring blood, outlined at the highest part of the pattern, and accepted by all beings to worship. And beside the stairs around the altar, there are nine spirit beasts engraved with different appearances, with hideous expressions, there are birds and beasts, tigers and leopards, and even a huge snake similar to a dragon, and the embellishment of various huge spirit beasts adds a touch of weird mystery to the altar.

And under the altar, there are small ant-like figures, born of human bodies, and under them there are long snake tails, holding axes, prostrating in unison, worshipping the magnificent altar at the highest point of the pattern. Through the light reflected on the stone walls, you can faintly see that the faces of these humanoid creatures are filled with sadness, and a sense of despair arises. At this moment, Jiang Xiaoqi's expression suddenly became a little trance-like, his eyes stared at the pattern on the stone wall, and he independently rendered a sad picture in his mind.

The silent void echoed with wails, weeping, choking, and thousands of people willingly knelt down under the altar to see off the departed. The constant whimpering sound from his mouth seemed to be resentful of the injustice of the sky, grief and indignation, and despair spread among the thousands of people under the altar, at this moment, Jiang Xiaoqi, who was outside, seemed to be infected, and a touch of sadness like blood rose in his heart.

"It's a terrible mood. ”

On the ground, Jiang Xiaoqi bit the tip of his tongue violently, let himself regain consciousness in an instant, shook his head vigorously, returned to his senses from that sad emotion, and opened his mouth like this in his heart.

That desperate mood almost made him lose and sink into it, but fortunately he woke up in time and regained his mind. But even so, Jiang Xiaoqi couldn't help but feel a little afraid in his heart, at this time, his back was already wet with cold sweat, and his heart was still haunted by the emotion of sadness that he couldn't see a trace of light, which made him feel a kind of despair that he had never felt before.

He looked at the dark red wall outside the gourd again, but this time Jiang Xiaoqi was extra vigilant, deliberately avoiding the altar on the mural, and began to look at the other patterns on it.

The whole mural is not a single piece, but it is carved more compactly, and the gap between them is slightly narrow, but the difference can still be faintly discerned from the patterns depicted in the mural. And the pattern engraved with the ancient sacrificial ritual, on the far left, is the first picture.

"The carved trees in this painting are interesting. ”

Glancing over the first desperate pattern, Jiang Xiaoqi set his eyes on the second mural beside it. Compared with the magnificent altar, this mural is carved very simply, only a towering tree stands alone, up to the sky, down to the nine shadows, as if standing between the heaven and the earth, making people feel intimidated.

The whole tree is a fiery red, with a total of nine branches, each of which is carved with a large bird, like the ancient tree, the whole body is fiery red, and the body is engraved with red lines, like a flame. However, what is surprising is that these nine fiery red birds are all three-legged, spreading flame patterns, and have strange shapes.

Such an appearance made Jiang Xiaoqi have a strange thought in his heart, whether it is a three-legged bird or a fiery red giant tree, it is very similar to the ancient Fusang tree recorded in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", and the big bird engraved on the tree is very similar to the three-legged golden crow mentioned in the book.

"Bear"

Just when Jiang Xiaoqi was suspicious in his heart, on the side, a little Taoist priest dressed in gray was filled with red flames, surrounding him, exuding a scorching heat, making him look very much like a fire man, and this appearance made Jiang Xiaoqi, who was also in the purple gold gourd, look a little stunned.

Then, following the path leader's line of sight, Jiang Xiaoqi found that the former's attention was the same as his, staring at the towering tree in the second pattern. The difference was that at this moment, a crimson flame spread out on Xiao Dao Chang's body, scorching extremely hot, drowning all the golden spiritual power that lingered around his body.

"Wake up, long trail. ”

Seeing that the flames rising from Xiao Dao Chang's body were getting hotter and hotter, and they all began to spread in his direction, Jiang Xiaoqi immediately spoke, urging the sound waves with his own spiritual power, intending to forcibly wake up Xiao Dao Chang from that trance-like expression, otherwise, when the crimson flame burned and engulfed Xiao Dao Chang, he would have to explain it here.

"Leaving the word and accepting the fire"

Maybe Jiang Xiaoqi's words played a role, the moment he shouted, Xiao Daochang's eyes flashed, and he retracted from his trance, and the fiery red color reflected in his pupils gradually faded at this moment. Then, I saw that the little path leader's hands were quickly sealed, and his swift technique was a little messy, and with a soft cry from his mouth, the crimson flames that spread around him began to fade like a tide, until finally they were completely gone.

"Did the trail chief gain something in this second pattern?"

Seeing that the fire spreading around the trail chief gradually subsided, Jiang Xiaoqi smiled softly and asked with a bit of curiosity in his words.

Brother Jiang laughed, Xiaodao had just fallen into the artistic conception of negligence for a while, so that scene appeared. ”

"I don't see much of a clue about this tree at the moment, but the nine firebirds engraved on the tree make me feel frightened, the flame is too domineering, and the trail has not been able to keep his mind, and he has been taken advantage of by it. ”

After finishing speaking, the little Taoist recited a trumpet, nodded at Jiang Xiaoqi beside him, and then turned his gaze to the stone wall in the dark deep well, looking at the crimson towering tree in the second pattern, his brows were compact, and his pupils flashed a little dignified.

Listening to the narration of the little Taoist beside him, Jiang Xiaoqi had some doubts in his heart, why he didn't have the same situation as the former when he was examining the second pattern just now. At that time, he only felt that his body was a little burning, and there was not much else abnormal, and the mood of despair similar to the first pattern did not appear.

"Hmm? Why is this picture so familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere? ”

As soon as his gaze turned, Jiang Xiaoqi set his eyes on the third pattern, and his eyes began to look at it. However, as he looked more and more attentively, Jiang Xiaoqi had a strange feeling in his heart, and the picture in front of him gave him a sense of déjà vu, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while, so he could only mutter secretly in his heart.

"Snort"

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoqi suddenly felt a burst of burning heat coming from his wrist, and immediately cast his gaze, and the spiritual power in his body surged, injecting into the space bracelet at his wrist. Immediately afterward, he saw that the old parchment scroll, which had been silent and had no clue, had fluctuated at this moment, and a rich golden light was pervasive, flickering on the parchment scroll.

"When did the mutilated corner of this parchment appear on it?"

Looking at the glittering parchment scroll in the space bracelet, Jiang Xiaoqi's eyes flashed with doubt, he clearly remembered that when he left the Li family's house, there was no trace on this parchment scroll, but now, it was clearly engraved with golden lines.

The next moment, a scene that made Jiang Xiaoqi even more surprised happened, only to see that the broken pattern of the flashing light on the old parchment scroll began to spread at this moment, invisibly like a golden pen outlining, extending the lines of the broken corner to complete, and the wisps of threads outlined the complex lines on the parchment roll.

"Huh, why is the pattern missing?"

At the same time, the little Taoist who was concentrating on the third pattern suddenly spoke, his brow furrowed, and his eyes flashed with doubt. Following his gaze, he saw that the third pattern engraved on the stone wall had disappeared strangely at this moment, completely lost its trace, as if it had never existed, and it looked very strange.

At this time, Jiang Xiaoqi's slightly closed eyes quietly opened, and his gaze also looked at the third pattern on the stone wall, but at this time, it was already empty, and there was no trace of any mural, because at this moment, the pattern had been engraved on the parchment scroll in Jiang Xiaoqi's space bracelet.

But he couldn't say that, after all, some secrets can't be shared. You can't have the heart to hurt others, you can't have the heart to prevent people, and you must be careful at all times. Therefore, after opening his eyes, Jiang Xiaoqi also deliberately made a surprised look, looked at the disappearing pattern on the stone wall, and exclaimed.

Looking at Jiang Xiaoqi's equally surprised attitude, the little Taoist priest didn't pay much attention, after all, the two of them were in the gourd at this time, and they had no chance to attack the mural. What's more, with Jiang Xiaoqi's strength, it is too dreamy to want to take that pattern out of thin air.

After looking at each other, after groaning, the two of them looked at the last pattern, and the taste in their eyes was different. However, when they fell on the last pattern, their pupils could not be hidden, because at this time, there was also no mural.

However, unlike the disappearance of the third motif, the fourth motif here has been erased by life, and there are still clear traces of the knife and axe on it, and it is clear that the painting has been destroyed. However, looking at the depth of the knife and axe marks and the sense of age, the two do not seem to be at the same time. In other words, this mural actually existed for a while, and then it was artificially destroyed, could it be that there is any secret on this mural that cannot be revealed?

Such thoughts flashed through their minds at the same time, and they could not figure out why the painting was thought to be destroyed in the end, whether they really didn't want to be seen, or if there was something else hidden in it.

"There seems to be a fluctuation of the spirit rune. ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, Jiang Xiaoqi vaguely felt a familiar fluctuation from the last mural, and that kind of power was somewhat similar to the spirit rune. However, the fluctuation of that power was only fleeting, and he didn't perceive it clearly, so even if Jiang Xiaoqi was in a moment, it was difficult to correctly judge.

"Brother Jiang, it seems that this is the only way to go today. ”

Retracting his gaze, Xiao Dao Chang turned sideways slightly, and opened his mouth to Jiang Xiaoqi, who was holding his chin in his hand, with a hint of helplessness in his words. The pavilion master on this trip was not found, but stayed here, inexplicably observing a few strange murals.

"Hmm"

Retracting his thoughts, Jiang Xiaoqi looked at the little Taoist chief with a slightly helpless expression, smiled knowingly, and nodded in response. Although they were unwilling, it was already their limit to be able to reach here, and most of this still relied on the little Taoist's purple gold gourd to help resist the dead qi surrounded by the outside world, otherwise, the two of them would never have come here with their own strength alone. After all, resisting death with spiritual power is a very difficult errand, and the slightest mistake will be contaminated by death qi, which will then affect people's minds and turn into white bones.

......

"Quick, gather all the disciples and elders of the sect, catch the donkey who stole things, peel the skin and eat the meat. ”

Compared with Jiang Xiaoqi and the others, the old donkey outside the valley was extremely leisurely, taking advantage of the darkness of the sky, he quietly slipped into the medicine field planted in the valley, and gnawed those precious elixirs like carrots.

At this time, the medicine field looked at it, as if it had become a delisted vegetable market, and the ground was full of nourishing elixirs, but at this moment, they were all gnawed with a neat row of tooth marks, and the moistened land was also stained with the footprints of the old donkey, leaving traces of its visit.

According to what the old donkey said, it is trying the medicine with its own body, helping them to test whether the elixir planted in the medicine field has pure medicinal properties.

At this time, the night has already shrouded, and the noisy birdsong in the mountains and forests has gradually lost its noisy birdsong, and it has become quiet and peaceful. However, the continuous valley of Baigu Pavilion is full of trouble. The whole valley was brightly lit, and all the disciples were out of the nest, with angry looks on their faces, holding torches everywhere to look for the abominable donkey, and the roots of their teeth itched with hatred at the thought of its face, and they wanted to get rid of it quickly.

The donkey not only harmed all kinds of elixirs planted in the medicine field, but also sneaked into the alchemy room in the valley, grinning and swallowing all those elixirs with a big mouth, and there was not a single one left. But the donkey ran so fast that some of the elders in the sect were left far behind by it, and they only had to eat ashes.

"Little cubs, tremble, your great beast lord has descended, submit to me, and you will have supreme power. ”

In the valley, a black and white donkey barked with a mouthful of big white teeth, standing on its legs, shuttling back and forth through the magnificent building, and only its fat belly could be faintly seen. And behind the old donkey, chasing a group of elders and disciples of the Hundred Valley Pavilion, looking at the old donkey's eyes full of anger, eager to swallow it alive in order to vent the hatred in his heart. However, their strength is limited, so they can only watch the old donkey arrogantly float past their eyes, grinning at you.

"Brother Donkey, stop playing, go. ”

Just when the old donkey was playing, Jiang Xiaoqi's words suddenly came from the two ears of Zhi Ling, and immediately saw him swaying twice, only to hear the old donkey's whine, like beating chicken blood, Hara spitted at the people behind him with his tongue, kicked his hooves violently, swept straight out of the messy valley, and ran in the direction before Jiang Xiaoqi left, the bloated body burst out of the wind-like speed, far behind the group of disciples in the valley, and disappeared in the mountains and forests between a few jumps, and everyone who looked at it just wanted to scold his mother.

Outside the valley

"Boy, I didn't expect you to come back alive. ”

Looking at Jiang Xiaoqi who was covered in blood in front of him, the old donkey stared at him with a pair of round eyes, his eyes were full of surprise, and his expression seemed to be able to see Jiang Xiaoqi here again like a ghost, which made people unbelievable.

"Brother Donkey, did you find out that there was a problem here early in the morning, so you didn't go in if you were killed?"

Raising his hand to push away the old donkey's huge head, Jiang Xiaoqi glanced at it with slanted eyes, did not give it a good face, but looked at it with a bit of questioning, and said like this.

"Did you run into a ghost inside?"

For Jiang Xiaoqi's gaze questioning, the old donkey was unaware, and still opened his mouth with his big teeth talking to himself, his round eyes flashing with fine light, as if he was a thief.

After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Xiaoqi took a step to find a place to stay, and then sat on a piece of bluestone and told the old donkey what he had seen and heard in the Baigu Pavilion. Of course, many of the details were brought by him, among them, except for the third pattern in the deep well full of life, Jiang Xiaoqi almost told it all and did not hide it.

"No wonder, I'm just talking about why the dragon vein here has become a dead dragon. ”

Listening to Jiang Xiaoqi's general description, a hint of abruptness flashed on the old donkey's dark face, and he paced in place with his hooves, his ears were straight, and muttered words popped out from between his teeth.

"Is there a dragon vein hidden in this valley?"

Although the old donkey's words were a little vague, they were still caught by Jiang Xiaoqi, and he immediately opened his mouth in surprise, looking at the old donkey's pacing figure and asked.

Jiang Xiaoqi also knows a little about the dragon vein, whether it is as a tomb robber in the previous life or as the inheritor of the spirit rune master in this life, Jiang Xiaoqi has heard rumors about the dragon vein.

The so-called dragon veins mostly refer to the trend of mountains and rivers, and its shape is like a dragon, just like the meridians in the human body, meandering, continuous, and is called the dragon vein by many people who believe in the gods. For the dragon vein, in fact, it is more about the symbol of luck, the dragon vein has always been the exclusive property of the emperor, and at the same time, it is also the luck of a country to survive.

In addition, it is also recorded in the inheritance of the spirit rune master that before the supreme powerhouse is on the verge of death, he will choose a good dragon vein as his tomb to protect himself. Some warriors who are almost paranoid about the dragon vein also believe that if they are buried on the dragon vein, their body will be nourished by the dragon vein after death, and after a long time of accumulation, they will be reborn as a human and continue for a lifetime.

And now, the old donkey speculated that there were dragon veins hidden in this stretching valley, but the 'true dragon' that was nurtured in it had died, and thus nourished such a rich dead qi. Hearing this, Jiang Xiaoqi couldn't help frowning, so he asked.

"There may have been too much terror buried on this dragon vein, which led to the final corpse transformation, and gave birth to such a strong eerie and dead aura. ”