"Thou shalt go to the grave tomorrow can be arranged, and if there is a slight difference, all our efforts will be in vain."

The old Taoist in front of me in a Taoist robe opened his mouth and opened his mouth, and the tone of Wen Crepe made me frown a little, thinking to myself, did the ancients look like this when they spoke?

As he was thinking, he saw a mysterious man wearing a black cloak and leaving only a pair of eyes out of the tent cautiously.

It wasn't until he saw that there was no one around, then he returned to the tent again and sighed lightly and said, "Dao Chang and rest assured, everything is ready." ”

"It's just that there is one thing that the Taoist chief must know, that is, the "Holy Maiden" secretly went to assassinate the first fierce general of the Yuan Dynasty in order to prevent the Yuan Khan from destroying the claws of our people, and his whereabouts are still unknown. ”

I couldn't help frowning a little after looking at the old Taoist beside me, and the next second the old man's tone sounded in my ears, as if I had been thinking about it for a long time.

"It doesn't matter, there is a daughter under the knees of the old decay who is born with a "yin body", although she is deficient in intelligence, her appearance is still comparable to that of the missing saint.

"It can be used as a substitute for the sacrifice of the Holy Maiden, sealed in a bronze coffin".

"Dao Chief, by all means, this woman is Ling Zun's own flesh and blood, how can she kill each other."

"Now it's here... The poor road can't take care of so much, not to mention the lack of intelligence of the dog girl, if this plan can successfully resist the iron hooves of the tyrant of the Yuan Dynasty, it can be regarded as a righteous act to destroy relatives. ”

Looking at the conversation between the two in front of me, I was really a little dazed, until the next second I saw that the middle-aged Taoist in a Taoist robe actually took out a drawing from his arms.

The above two images in ink-colored handwriting made my heart tremble.

"This is the structural drawings of the nine-song series and the Buddha statue of the suppression of demons and evils.

"The Tantric Buddha is excavated in the crack of the underground rock of 800 zhang, the Buddha is 356 zhang high and 210 zhang wide, and the size cannot be more than one point or less, otherwise it will lose the ability to suppress evil spirits."

I looked at the drawings he was holding in his hand and wanted to slap them, and the next second I heard a long sigh from the mysterious person opposite.

"The Taoist listens to me, if this secret is leaked about the common people in the world, the heavens will definitely send down the most severe heavenly punishment, and today I see that the Taoist can sacrifice his own daughter and protect my people."

"As the head of a clan, I have guarded this secret for thousands of years, and today I will be completely honest with you."

It seemed that the most critical moment in front of me had arrived, I hurriedly swallowed my saliva and slowly leaned over, and the next second, the slight words of the mysterious person gradually came into my ears.

I only felt a chill in the back of my head, and even my pupils couldn't help but shrink, and the trace of boredom and woodenness revealed by the long-term exhaustion in my eyes gradually faded away, followed by a trace of surprise and wisdom...

The sky was drizzling, the weather seemed to be very unpredictable, and the mysterious people in black robes formed a vast procession.

Many slaves and maids dressed in palace clothes lay down at the foot of the mountain and wept silently.

"Open the coffin!"

The leader of the old man shouted violently, and the sky suddenly lost color.

The whole low mountain is blown by a mist that looks both strange and mysterious.

More than a dozen people wearing black burqas and carrying huge copper coffins marched towards the low mountain little by little.

As I stood by, I could clearly see that the entire hill had been completely hollowed out for the mausoleum.

There is a gap at the top of the hill that has not yet been sealed, and the downward direction corresponds to the burial chamber of the entire mausoleum, where the bronze coffin will also fall.

As the strange procession passed through the mist-filled mountainside, the bronze coffin carried by everyone suddenly heard a muffled beating.

"Daddy, it's so dark here..., where are you."

The crisp sound of a bell echoed in the bronze coffin, as if it had just woken up.

The black-robed man carrying the coffin trembled a little with his hands, but everyone was silent until the sound of the coffin was getting louder and louder.

The whole team was forced to stop.

"Daddy, where are you... I'm really scared inside.... ”

The girl's voice was mature and immature, as if she was a child who had reached adulthood, but her mind was still in the childlike stage.

"Demon, today the poor road will seal you in the bronze coffin and you will not be able to live forever!"

The middle-aged Taoist shouted violently, and tremblingly took out the yellow rune paper from his waist and pasted it everywhere in the crack of the coffin, and a silver sword was held in the palm of his hand.

"Daddy..., I'm not a demon... Woo..., let me out... I know wrong. ”

"Woooooo Woooooooo ”

The girl's cry echoed in the coffin, causing pity, and even the few black-robed people led by them couldn't help but look embarrassed, wanting to stop it but unable to do anything.

"Woooooo Daddy... If I do something wrong, you can beat me, scold me, and punish me...".

"Don't lock me in here... Woo woo, my daughter is really scared. ”

The sorrow echoed in the mountain stream with the faint sound of knocking from inside the coffin, but the next second the middle-aged Taoist trembled and pressed the coffin lid with his hand, so that the gap where the little girl only broke free was completely closed.

"Demon, the poor Dao will let the soul of Tianxing Dao die in the coffin today, and he will not be able to come out and harm people again in eternity."

"Woo... Daddy, please let Xiaoru out, Xiaoru will obediently listen to Daddy from now on... Woo woo, please, daddy.... ”

"It's so dark in here... Woo woo, Xiao Ru is really scared. ”

The middle-aged Taoist seemed to be really a little unbearable, and his trembling hands clenched into fists until the sky suddenly became cloudy, and thunder and lightning flashed in the clouds.

"Evil is to be killed!"

At that moment, I watched from a distance, and saw the middle-aged Taoist priest jump on top of the bronze coffin, and then raised the sword in his hand and stabbed it suddenly.

The girl's miserable screams echoed through the coffin, and the struggle with the coffin shook and faded into peace.

The sword was drawn from the bronze coffin, and a bloody light erupted in an instant.

"Boom...".

The sky suddenly turned colorless, and torrential rain and thunder and lightning resounded throughout the low mountains.

As the coffin finally fell into the burial chamber little by little, the huge bronze coffin no longer heard the slightest struggle and the girl's cry.

At that moment, I saw it clearly, every word the middle-aged Taoist said stimulated his heart like digging out his heart and lungs, until the tomb was completely sealed.

The dark clouds dissipated in the sky, and the strange thunder sounded out of the air, and a figure in a robe fell from the majestic cliff.

All that was left was a silver dangling sword, stained with his daughter's blood.

I watched this scene with a blank face, and I only felt as if my eyes and even my soul had become wooden.

When I woke up again, I was lying on the cold bluestone bricks.

Behind him is a huge and strange bronze coffin, and the faint light emitted by the fire fold is like a bright lamp, which warms the body and mind.

In the next second, a strange copper light flickered on my face, and I couldn't help but cover it with my hand.

When I tried to open my eyes, I found that the light source was actually the bronze mirror of the corpse left in the coffin.

At this moment, a strange glow was refracted by the light of the fire fold.

I suddenly thought of something, and then struggled to get up from the bluestone bricks, and looked at the four murals on the stone wall in front of me, which were still exactly the same as I remembered.

Just a little closer, and the next second, a slight detail in front of me can't help but make my scalp tingle and cold.

The fourth mural, which was originally empty, was faintly revealed at the moment after he woke up.

It was a middle-aged man dressed in Miao coarse clothes, and he was now standing on a large and strange platform of an ancient tomb, next to which a huge bronze coffin had been opened.

He held the Miao knife tightly in one hand, and held the fire fold high in the other... It seems that something was found on the walls.

"It's... This... How is this possible, this is obviously me. ”

I couldn't help but burst into a cold sweat and hurriedly took a few steps back, and the weird things were much more than that.

Although there is nothing wrong with the remaining three murals, when you look closely, you can find that a mysterious man wearing a Miao Jiang cloth is hidden in each mural, watching from a distance.

Until the body leaned on the copper coffin, the corpse control bell hanging from the waist collided with the metal, making a weird and piercing "gurgling" sound.

I subconsciously turned around to look at the beautiful and picturesque female corpse in the coffin, and couldn't help but stretch out my trembling hand a little bit and lift her upper body clothes.

It was a terrible wound that pointed at the heart, as if it had been pierced by a sharp sword.

"How is this possible... The dream is real, what kind of dream did I have? ”

I trembled and threw myself back, unintentionally hitting the back of my head against a moving bluestone brick, and the faint sound of gears turning in my ears.

"Click... Click".

The voice was crisp and strange, and I knew that something was wrong, and I hurriedly stood up with the slender and sharp Miao knife.

Turning to look at the source of the sound, it was actually those strange porcelain figures above the main hall, and yellow oil mist erupted from their mouths, and even the turbid air seemed to be gradually heating up.

In a short time, the entire hall gradually emitted a wave of heat.

"It's broken, it's the Western Regions Fire Oil."

I looked at the strange changes in the hall in front of me, and I couldn't help but chuckle in my heart, I had seen this kind of anti-theft measures in Wu Laogou's diary.

The porcelain man's mouth is sprayed with a very low ignition point of fire, as long as you are not careful, even friction can ignite instantly, so that the tomb robbers will be in flames with the entire tomb.

The Western Regions fire oil is extremely volatile and extremely difficult to preserve in the tomb, so only porcelain can carry it and it is not easy to accidentally trigger the switch of the fire oil.

"TM's, I'm afraid I'm really going to explain it here this time."

In front of me, the hall was already full of extremely dangerous Western Regions fire oil, and I couldn't help but say to myself in despair, and hurriedly took off my sleeves to disperse the grease in the air.

Until there was a sudden clatter in the ceiling overhead, and a rusty bronze iron ladder slipped out of the crack in the stone bricks.

The exit corresponds to the narrow cavern where you entered the tomb.

The bracket structure of the iron ladder is already thin, and at this moment, coupled with thousands of years of rain erosion in the tomb, I don't know if it can withstand my weight of more than 100 catties.

At that moment, I was overjoyed, and I didn't have time to think, pulled out the seedling knife inserted in the ground, stepped on the coffin, and took the lead in climbing the iron ladder with one foot.

It wasn't until my body was completely suspended from the iron ladder that I could vaguely see a small line of regular script hidden on the side wall of the bronze ladder.

"Given to those who are destined".

The scorching oil mist beneath his feet had obscured his vision, as if he could trigger a ignition at any moment.

I thought to myself that I have my own heavenly appearance, since I am not dead in a catastrophe, God blesses me, and it is still important to live at the moment.

Randomly stepped on the iron ladder with both feet, and sank into the slippery hole a little bit.

When only my legs remained, a chill came over me, and it felt like a delicate palm was gripping my ankles.

I didn't even bother to look down, but my mind was blank, and I subconsciously turned my head to look at it and couldn't help but see a scene that I will never forget.

The person holding the ankle was the lifelike and strange female corpse in the coffin.

I've gouged out her eyes, and she's staring straight at me with hollow eyes covered in blood.

I was too scared to come out, but I felt that her delicate, cold arms seemed to have been pulled from my waist.

And at this moment, I also woke up instantly, and forced the fear in my heart to kick her down.

She wore a luxurious gold silk flower dress and spread her arms gracefully in the air, and the corners of her mouth seemed to be relieved with a smile on her face.

In the next second, I saw a faint light emitting from the artifact she was holding in her hand, and it was actually half a fire fold that had been taken from her waist.

The fire light collided with the dragon oil with a very low ignition point, and instantly plunged the entire tomb into a sea of fire.

I escaped death and climbed up as hard as I could, until my head came out from under the old almond tree where I had fallen into the tomb.

The night sky flickered overhead, and the eerie moonlight revealed a wonderful arc in the dark clouds, and it was late at night.

I sat on the ground, leaning against the old almond tree behind me, panting for breath.

Until I felt a slight bulge in my chest, as if something was hidden, I took it out and found that it was a pair of white handkerchiefs.

A faint fragrance of orchids permeated the tip of the nose, as if even the pain in the whole body was not so painful.

I gently opened the silk handkerchief, and a line of beautiful small words in front of me instantly came into view.

"If there is a fateful person, if there is an afterlife, please take me out of this painful world...".

Under the silent night sky, dark clouds still lingered overhead, as if some terrible storm was brewing.

And I quietly leaned on the old tree, and I couldn't help but fall into inexplicable contemplation...