"Crazy, I really don't understand, what's the point of putting a few stones here" Jia Fat Man stared at the stones on the shadow wall, touching his head in confusion.

"Fatty, you can't say that, Yinhu is a smart man, his furnishings are reasonable, you see there is a gap between the stone slab and the shadow wall." Mu Zifeng moved the flashlight, shone down along the shadow wall, and continued, "This shows that there is a card slot behind the stone slab, which can be moved to each other,"

"You mean this is a moving chessboard," there was a hint of surprise in Jia Fatzi's eyes.

"It's a deck of chess, so to speak." Mu Zifeng replied in an affirmative tone.

"Brother Feng, just now I hid behind the shadow wall with Qingyou and found something strange." Zhao Zichuan said to Mu Zifeng, and pointed to the bottom of the shadow wall.

"What is it" Mu Zifeng asked rhetorically, his eyes were full of confusion, the shadow wall was in front of him, and he didn't find anything strange.

"Young Master Feng, at the bottom of the shadow wall, there are carved things like words, like Chinese characters, not Chinese characters." Lu Qingyou saw that Mu Zifeng was a little hesitant, and hurriedly took over the conversation.

Mu Zifeng moved the light of the flashlight to the area where the shadow wall was connected to the gold brick, and he was surprised to find that it was really as Zhao Zichuan and Lu Qingyou said, there were dense lines engraved on it, but Mu Zifeng could be sure that it was definitely not a Chinese character.

Because of those lines, crooked and crooked, there is no square charm of Chinese characters at all, but it reveals a strong exotic style.

Mu Zifeng stepped forward, slowly squatted down, and observed those lines up close, to his surprise, he really saw that it was actually rows of Daxia characters.

"Crazy, I'm so fascinated by it, have you found a baby" Jia Fatzi also squatted beside Mu Zifeng and asked with interest.

Knowing that he was looking for a baby, Mu Zifeng glanced at Jia Fatzi, and he found that the Daxia characters under the shadow wall were arranged vertically, and there were actually five or six rows, all of which were carved one by one, and it was roughly estimated that there might be more than forty characters.

Mu Zifeng can imagine that if Professor Wu saw this scene, he would be so excited that he would dance with his hands.

"Fatty, this is the Great Xia script." Mu Zifeng carefully illuminated the Daxia text on the shadow wall with a flashlight, and said impatiently to Jia Fatzi, "If you want to know if there is a baby, you have to let me translate the meaning of it first, so please don't make a sound." ”

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhh

Zhao Zichuan was a little stunned when he saw Jia Fatzi's actions, we didn't speak, and now it's you who are talking

Silence returned to the Netherworld Temple, and Mu Zifeng was engrossed in the on-site translation, because he knew that in the Yinhu Tomb, all the clues, especially the Great Xia characters, he had to pay attention to.

After all, from the excavation of the Great Xia Emperor's tomb, to the last words of his wife, and then to the journey, the Great Xia script is like a symbol, connecting a series of things together.

Mu Zifeng didn't dare to conclude what secrets the Great Xia script hid, but it was certain that the Great Xia script and Professor Wu were missing, and even the death of his master's mother.

are inextricably linked.

Although he was looking intently at the Great Xia text on the shadow wall, it was a strange feeling, lingering behind him, as if a pair of eyes were staring at his back.

During this period, Mu Zifeng looked back many times, but he only saw Zhao Zichuan's eyes, and the eyes that were completely different from those peeping at him behind him.

Because of the eyes behind him, revealing a cold air, it seemed to invade Mu Zifeng's body.

Mu Zifeng tried his best to keep his composure, he thought to himself that this feeling might be a strange sense produced under a special magnetic field. He had to hold his breath and concentrate on translating the Great Xia script in order to be the right way.

Mu Zifeng couldn't translate all the Daxia characters on the shadow wall, but it didn't affect the time when he touched half a pillar of incense, and Mu Zifeng finally translated all the words on the shadow wall.

"I see," Mu Zifeng straightened up and muttered to himself.

"Hehe, madman, how is it, have you found the baby" Jia Fatzi saw Mu Zifeng standing up, and he thought that Mu Zifeng had made a new discovery, so he asked urgently.

"Everybody, come here." Mu Zifeng beckoned to everyone.

Zhao Zichuan and the others saw Mu Zifeng's movements, so they surrounded him.

"Is there anyone who can crack the Huarong Dao on the shadow wall," Mu Zifeng pointed to the stone slabs with his right hand.

Everyone shook their heads.

"Crazy, don't sell it, do you want to crack this broken chess and find a baby" Jia Fatzi was a little anxious, urging Mu Zifeng.

"Yes, Brother Feng, why don't we go forward and find a way to survive" Zhao Zichuan also didn't understand what Mu Zifeng was doing.

"Young Master Chuan, maybe Young Master Feng really has his reasons." Lu Qingyou helped Mu Zifeng speak, and then saw the jealousy in Zhao Zichuan's eyes, and immediately lowered his head.

"Alright, I'll tell you what's going on." Mu Zifeng pointed to the Daxia text on the shadow wall, and 1510 said the result of the translation.

When everyone heard Mu Zifeng's words, they were dumbfounded, and they couldn't even believe what he said.

It turns out that the Shadow Wall Mountain Daxia text is actually a passage that Yin Hu said to later generations, to the effect

Crack this game, or have to be reborn, one wrong step, death without a place to be buried, and so on, it is Yinhu who is the money.

"Do you know what Yinhu said, he actually said it to us" Mu Zifeng's heart also began to beat faster.

"Crazy, you're not kidding," Jia Fatzi's voice trembled, and he said in a slur "How did he know that we were here after a thousand years." ”

"Because of this passage, it is written in the first line." Mu Zifeng said word by word: "To the four men and two women who came here after 1,500 years." ”

Zhao Zichuan wrenched his fingers, looked around, counted them, and after an instant, his face became pale and cold sweat flowed.

"Brother Feng, this is simply too evil." Zhao Zichuan opened his mouth in surprise, and said suspiciously, "Yinhu, this stinky corpse, how do you know that we will come, or four men and two women"

"I don't know." Mu Zifeng replied indifferently, he moved his gaze to the red slate, sighed and said, "Anyway, Yinhu is so expected, then Huarong Dao must be cracked successfully, otherwise."

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"Otherwise, how about it" Zhao Zichuan was nervous in his heart and hurriedly asked.

"If the crack is not successful, it will lead to unpredictable results." Mu Zifeng didn't have the heart to talk to Zhao Zichuan anymore, he had to hurry up, in the Netherworld Palace, it was really not suitable to stay longer, after all, everyone didn't bring fresh water and dry food, not to mention that there was a sick Ayi mother, and now time was their life.

Mu Zifeng's eyes swept the stone slabs carefully and studied them carefully.

The game of "Huarong Dao" was first invented by Xiao Ding, the prime minister of the Great Wei State, which is the story of his conquest of the Southern Song Kingdom, falling into the siege of the Song army, and finally escaping.

According to Mu Zifeng's understanding, there are seventy-two changes in "Huarong Dao", and each change will lead to a different solution to the chess path.

If it is in a safe area, it can be slowly cracked by others, but for Mu Zifeng, he may not have so many chances, according to the words engraved by Yin Hu on the shadow wall, as long as Mu Zifeng misses the chess, it will lead to disastrous consequences.

Therefore, he must not be wrong, even if it is just a wrong step, it is equivalent to losing all the previous achievements.

Cold sweat flowed down Mu Zifeng's sideburns.

After thinking about it, Mu Zifeng observed the difference between the red slate and the black slate, and he suddenly remembered the words of the teacher in the geometry class in high school.

A graph can be a single graph, or it can be a splicing of multiple graphs.

At first glance, this sentence is no different from nonsense, but it actually contains the most simple truth.

For example, a rectangle is made up of several squares spliced together, and it can also be seen as a rectangle.

If multiple rectangular black slabs are rearranged and combined, the red slabs will be able to move freely, and they will be able to move out of the encirclement.

Following this principle, Mu Zifeng held his breath and seemed to have made up his mind, he stretched out his left hand and pulled a black stone slab in the lower right corner to the left fiercely.

Only a "creak" was heard, and the black stone slab moved half a foot to the left, and everyone's hearts rose to their throats.

After all, in the Yinhu Tomb, the mechanism has always existed, and if it is touched slightly, life and death will be hanging in the balance, and everyone has to be very nervous.

After a while, nothing unusual happened, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Feng" Zhao Zichuan's words were not finished, but Lu Qingyou gagged her mouth, and she shook her head at Zhao Zichuan.

At this time, Mu Zifeng stretched out his left hand again, tossed the red slate in the middle, and moved the red slate down by half a foot.

Mu Zifeng tossed several stone slabs in a row, and the safe results proved that he did not make a wrong move. After a quarter of an hour, the red slate had been moved about a foot from the exit. Mu Zifeng seems to have won the battle.

Even Jia Fatzi and the others showed happy smiles.

"Young Master Feng, you are here" Just as Mu Zifeng flicked the red slate towards the exit, Ayi suddenly appeared behind everyone and shouted loudly.

Mu Zifeng was frightened, and used too much force, and the edge of the red slate hit the surrounding black slate, maybe it was a thousand years of time, which made the red slate fragile, and half of the red slate cracked alive, and it was about to fall from the shadow wall.

"It's not good," Mu Zifeng secretly complained.