He Xie agrees with Shirley Yang's statement that "religious legends cannot be trusted", but he does not think that the content of the mural has little to do with tomb visits.

It was like now, at least he knew, that the origin of the flower in shamanic mythology was the embodiment of the body of Abu Kaheh, the first shaman who devoured the goddess.

Ho Xie agrees with Shirley Young that "the survival of the dead is just another way of life" because he is like that, but he does not believe that religious theology is completely implausible.

Many times, because of the lack of words and the relationship between time, a lot of history becomes a story, and the story gradually becomes a legend, and the legend eventually becomes a myth.

There are even times when something is false in this world, and maybe it is true in other worlds.

Most of the heavens and worlds that He Xie experienced were film and television literature in his original world, and they were all fictionalized by the author.

But these stories are true to He Xie, so is it possible that because of some ineffable connection, these real things have become the idea in the mind of an author in other worlds, and then created by his hands, so that some legends and stories can be passed down in other worlds?

He Xie even wondered, is it possible that everything he has experienced is also being written by a certain author because of some incredible connection?

By understanding the content of the mural, He Xie at least figured out one thing that he had been unable to figure out.

And that's—

This Khitan princess tomb seems to have an unknown will guiding everyone to move forward and open the princess's coffin.

This can be seen from the fact that the coffin can be opened after collecting three bronze emblems.

However, the paradox is that the zongzi experienced in the first level just now, including the resurrected demon god sculpture, clearly wanted to kill everyone in the first level!

Does this will want to lead everyone to the deepest depths, or does it want to kill everyone?

He Xie couldn't figure this out.

After learning about the shaman legend, He Xie guessed an explanation that made this matter no longer contradictory.

If there are two wills in this underground palace, one is Princess Ogu and the other is the first shaman, Abu Kaheh, then this contradiction makes perfect sense.

It's just that this is not the case, and He Xie still needs more information to be sure.

Everyone continued to move forward, Shirley Yang said goodbye to He Xie with a smile, and walked through the crowd to the front to meet Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan.

Wang Kaixuan looked back and muttered, "Hey old Hu, do you think Staff Officer Yang is taking a fancy to Lao He?" ”

Hu Bayi was stunned for a moment and said, "What are you talking nonsense? How could Shirley possibly fancy him? ”

"How could it be?" Wang Kaixuan glared, "Who is the old man who is handsome, capable, not bad for money, and how arrogant is Staff Officer Yang?" Look at it just now, her face is almost stuck together, I think she is Sichun......"

"You don't talk nonsense! It's simply impossible! Hu Bayi didn't have a good airway, and he couldn't help but feel slightly sour in his heart, and he was also a little confused.

After Shirley Yang came over, Hu Bayi coughed lightly and pretended to be normal and asked, "What are you talking about?" Talking for so long? ”

Shirley Yang was still thinking about the previous conversation with He Xie in her mind, and wanted to analyze the character and purpose of this person, so she said casually: "Talk about religious history, talk about the meaning of life." ”

Hu Bayi's expression froze, why does this sound so familiar?

Men pick up girls, it seems that they all start by talking about these haves and haves?

He looked at Wang Kaixuan, and Wang Kaixuan nodded to him affirmatively: "There is definitely something!" ”

This time, Hu Bayi was silent.

All the way through the long and dark corridor, what appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a suspension bridge that looked rotten and dilapidated.

The suspension bridge is flanked by rusty iron cables, paved with wooden planks, and the bottomless abyss is still below.

Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan took the lead in exploring the way, and after crossing the suspension bridge safely, they shouted to the people on the other side: "Come over one by one, this bridge is not strong and can't bear too much weight!" ”

Everyone passed through the suspension bridge in turn, and there was no danger. What catches your eye is an artificial wooden platform embedded in two cliffs.

Ahead, the stalactites stand grotesquely over the wide underground river ahead, and there are about a hundred stalactite pillars, all connected by suspension bridges, which look chaotic and do not know where to lead.

"I'm going, so many bridges?" Wang Kaixuan put his hand on the pergola and looked ahead, "There are hundreds of bridges here, right?" Which way to go? ”

Everyone came to the edge of the cliff, looked at the hundreds of suspension bridges in front of them, and frowned.

Ying Caihong, who had been silent all the way, suddenly said to the disciples on the side: "You two, go up and have a look." ”

The two disciples should get down and walk over the crowd to the bridge.

Hu Bayi, who was watching the bridge meditating, saw this and hurriedly stopped: "Hey, don't go up yet!" ”

Unexpectedly, the two of them didn't pay attention to him at all, and they had to go forward if they bypassed him.

At this time, He Xie spoke: "Stop! ”

His voice was not loud, but as soon as the words fell, the two men immediately stopped.

Obviously, they can ignore Hu Bayi, but they don't dare to disobey He Xie's will.

The two subconsciously looked at their respected teacher Ying Caihong, and Ying Caihong looked at He Xie with a smile on his face: "Why did Mr. He stop my people?" ”

He Xie said lightly: "I'm just stopping the senseless death." ”

The hundreds of suspension bridges in front of you, which appeared in the original plot, will quickly burn a strange flame in the body of the person who steps on the suspension bridge if you don't follow a specific route.

The guinea pig also has to die meaningfully, and He Xie naturally doesn't want these people to die worthlessly.

"Boss, there's danger here?" Cobb asked with a frown, looking at the drawbridge in front of him.

"Let's let the professionals give us the answer to this question." He Xie smiled and looked at Hu Bayi, "Old Hu, what do you think?" ”

Hu Bayi had already rejected He Xie once, and in the face of the steps given by He Xie for the second time, he naturally would not fail to continue.

He sniffled and said, "Do you smell it, there's a strange smell like sulfur." ”

He stepped forward, crouched on the edge of the bridge, picked up a piece of wood, and rubbed it on the deck.

Call!

Suddenly, this piece of wood immediately ignited a strange green flame, which burned more and more intensely, and Hu Bayi hurriedly threw it aside.

It took less than ten seconds for the piece of wood to completely dissolve into a pile of ashes.

"It's a phospholite with a very low ignition point!" Hu Bayi said in a deep voice, he glanced at Shirley Yang on the side, Shirley Yang immediately understood, stepped forward, took off a bracelet on his hand, and threw it forward.

The bracelet rolled on the bridge, and everywhere it passed, there were green flames all the way, which showed that the entire bridge was made of this phosphorite.

Hu Ba was expressionless and looked at Shirley Yang: "That's the bracelet I gave you!" ”

Shirley Yang winked at him and said in a slightly meaningful tone, "You can give me another one." ”

Hu Bayi rolled his eyes, looked back at He Xie and suddenly smiled: "These bridges are all built with this kind of phosphorite, and the tomb owner did this to let us intruders set us on fire!" ”

After a pause, Hu Bayi's words changed: "But this doesn't bother me, it's time for Boss Hu and Sister Ying to see our ability to touch Captain Jin to eat, touch Captain Jin, it's not a waste of fame!" ”

Hu Bayi said, took out a compass from his pocket, turned around, and began to chant softly: "Looking for the dragon and dividing the gold to see the ...... of the mountain"