When Chen Zhi saw the bones in front of him, he had already confirmed that it was Bai Qian. There was no other reason, but every nerve of Chen Zhi was telling him with certainty that the corpse in front of him was the ancient righteous god, and there was Su Shibaiqian.

In front of her, she was quietly curled up in the stone jar, turning into a pile of white bones with a pale pink film.

Before she died, she should have been burned by the fire, and in some places her bones were burned into charred black slag. There was no flesh left on the bones, and she buried her head in her knees, curled up in the stone jar. There is no shadow of a god, no beautiful gesture, but an ordinary human skeleton that can no longer be ordinary.

Each bone frame of the corpse was densely engraved with incantations, and the sharp hand bones were clenched, as if it was very painful before death.

The inside of this stone jar is very strange, the jar is full of a translucent substance, but it looks hard. It was like a solidified liquid, completely bonded and wrapped in the bones, and tightly stuffed in this jar. And this solidified liquid, although clear, is shiny, and its material is more like a metal. Chen Zhi stretched out his hand and touched it, this kind of touch is very familiar, it is a "control stone".

This stone jar is full of "control stones", and these "control stones" should have been in a liquid state. Looking at the bones in the stone jar, it can be imagined that Bai Qian at that time was thrown alive into the hot "stone control" slurry, and then pressed into this stone jar and solidified like this.

Chen Zhi touched the stone jar with his hand, trying to pick it up, and suddenly saw that on the altar next to the stone jar, there was a very delicate small wooden box, which was a common black lacquer pattern box in ancient Japan. The details of the box are very exquisitely made, the materials are pure and quiet, and there are swirling patterns painted on it, and the workmanship is exquisite, like something used in the royal family.

Chen Zhi put down the stone jar and opened the black lacquer box next to it, he saw that there was a yellow cloth neatly stacked inside, with blood stains on it, and it was still very fresh, staining the inner wall of the entire box.

The penmanship of the blood script is somewhat strange, and the handwriting is delicate and neat, but it is written in the ancient Qin script.

The contents of the blood book are:

Your Majesty the Toba Throne, in front of the female Yuzao, crossed east to my Dongyi, and there is the supreme god of the Su family. It has been in the land of my island country for more than ten years, eating countless people, cruel and tyrannical, and crying blood. In this life, the soul is devastated, and the people want to die quickly when they give birth to a son, and it is really miserable. In the land of Wudongyi, the people have been living hard for several years, and the people are gradually disappearing.

I have admonished many times, admonished each other with death, but I was unmoved, I really can't bear to see my Dongyi people, miserable, born in dire straits.

Now I ask the temple to give the heavenly dragon to come down to the world and destroy it.

Although I have committed the great crime of killing my mother, I hope that the catastrophe will never be recovered, and I will be wiped out, and I will be punished by heaven, and I will have no regrets.

There is Su Qingming, crying blood

Chen Zhi quickly glanced at the blood book, only to see that on it, it was mottled with blood, full of wrinkles, very shabby, and there was a brush in the middle, as if it had been torn open in anger.

Chen Zhi folded the yellow silk blood book twice and quickly put it back into the wooden box. I saw a small cloth bag wrapped in silk in the wooden box, and when Chen Zhi touched it, the cloth bag rolled away, and it turned out to be a half-new silk handkerchief, and in the handkerchief, there was a pair of familiar huge pearl earrings.

At this time, Fat Wei had simply dealt with Qin Yueyang's burns and followed him to the altar. He first looked at the inside of the stone jar and said, "This special mother, it turns out to be a killing stone!" It seems that Bai Qian, this little girl, is not as big as the brick family said! ”。

"Don't talk nonsense", Chen Zhi turned around and reminded Fat Weidao, quickly put the things back into the wooden box, unzipped the clothes, and put the box in. "There's something wrong with the pink mist here, let's get out of here!".

After Chen Zhi finished speaking, he put his hands into the bottom of the stone jar and hugged the stone jar. The "control stone" in the stone jar was too heavy, so he picked up the stone jar with difficulty and walked down the steps.

"What's that?" Just as Chen Zhi picked up the stone jar, Fat Wei pointed to the depths of the altar and asked. Chen Zhi turned his head, his eyes hadn't looked over, he only felt a burst of turquoise light rising, and suddenly the glow was permeated.

It turned out that behind the clay pot, there was a very fine small gold plate, and on top of the saucer, there was a round stone of turquoise turquoise, the stone was the size of a ping-pong ball, the surface was irregular, the color was bright green and jade, shining like a diamond. The green is very crystal clear. When you look at it, you want to take it for yourself.

It was the spirit stone, Chen Zhi shouted softly, and reached out to pick up the green stone from the golden plate. When his fingers touched the green stone. Immediately, a refreshing sensation spread throughout the body, this feeling was as sweet as a spring in the mountains, which made people feel refreshed and moisturized and full indescribably. It's like eating a thousand fresh vegetables and fruits, and the sweet and rich taste fills my heart.

Chen Zhi didn't dare to put the spirit stone into his satchel immediately, but stuffed it into the bosom of his clothes.

Chen Zhi turned around, picked up the wooden box just now, and said to Fat Wei: "Hold the killing stone, go quickly."

"Okay!" , Fat Wei picked up the stone jar and walked down the steps.

Qin Yueyang had already woken up at this time, and she lay on the ground weakly, gasping slightly. The ghost knife walked over, carried her on her back, and the four of them walked out the door together.

"The road above can't be walked, there must be other exits here", Chen Zhi said to everyone: "The long incense on the incense burner is accumulated for many years. Incense ash bounces on the damaged statue. That is to say, after the completion of this sealed tomb, there are still people who often come in to worship Bai Qian, and judging from those long incense, this person has been to this dark room more than once, and regards the enchantment as nothing. In this room, there must be a passage leading to the ground, which is specially for this person. ”

When the four of them walked to the door of the dark room, the ghost knife suddenly turned back and put the long knife up, and put his finger on his lips, "Shhhh ”。

Chen Zhi and Fat Wei immediately didn't dare to move forward, and quickly hid behind the secret door and looked out.

I saw that the hall outside was still bright, in the middle of the hall, in the pool full of fire oil, the flames were burning very strongly, Chen Zhi looked at the roof of the shed, and shivered violently in his heart, almost not vomiting his heart.

At the square entrance where they had come down, a man was lying there, poking his head out of the darkness, looking down deeply.

[I haven't slept for two days, I'm changing today, thank you for your understanding] (To be continued.) )