Father Zhao, the mountain mover

The abyss where the dragon mound is located

Father Zhao didn't let Xiao Liu go crazy in hysteria, he picked up Huang Duoduo, who was still unconscious, and pulled Xiao Liu out of the stone room with an altar in stride.

Out of the stone room, Father Zhao asked Xiao Liu to carry Huang Duoduo on his back, and he turned on the flashlight and took them all the way along the dark and dim road.

No one spoke along the way, and the silence of the entire area was almost suffocating.

After walking for about ten minutes, there was a faint light in front of me, and there was a roar, which was the sound of water, the sound of water falling from a high place.

After seeing this glimmer of light, Father Zhao said lightly, "We have arrived." ”

"Arrived? Where? Xiao Liu Jin took two steps and asked.

"Nine Infant Dragon Tomb." Daddy Zhao stopped as he spoke, Xiao Liu was stunned by the sudden pause, and he almost hit Daddy Zhao's body when he braked.

Father Zhao turned his head and glared at Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu took a step back a little embarrassed, and said embarrassedly: "This is the dragon mound?" ”

"It's not here, it's ......" Daddy Zhao's words were interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"It's down there!" And it was Huang Duoduo who interrupted Daddy Zhao's words before who had been in a coma.

"Oh? Girl, you know? Father Zhao asked in surprise.

"I'm just ......" Huang Duoduo patted Xiao Liu's shoulder and motioned him to put himself down, Xiao Liu willingly put Huang Duoduo down, Huang Duoduo breathed a sigh of relief before he continued: "I just heard my brother say it." ”

"That's what it looks like." Father Zhao nodded and said, "The miscellaneous hair trail surnamed Huang is still very talented, but it's a pity!" ”

Father Zhao's words made Huang Duoduo fall into painful memories all of a sudden, and couldn't help but start sobbing again.

Seeing this, Xiao Liu hurriedly stepped forward and patted Huang Duoduo's back, and said softly: "Don't be sad, when we go out, we will miss the zodiac chief again." ”

Father Zhao also sighed, then picked up the white bowl and splashed the water inside on Xiao Liu and Huang Duoduo with his hands, making the two of them stunned.

"It's ...... What is this for? Xiao Liu asked in surprise.

"You'll find out later, don't talk nonsense if you want to live." Father Zhao said as he splashed the remaining water inside on himself and Erlang's bodies.

Then, he took out a bundle of red threads soaked in tung oil from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Xiao Liu, and said: "Tie this red thread on your body, don't break the red rope, tie us together, understand?" ”

"Oh oh oh!" Xiao Liu nodded and copied, took the red rope and tied himself to Huang Duoduo, and handed the rope back to Daddy Zhao, who took the rope and tied himself and Erlang together.

His technique was very fast and very strange, after he tied the four people, he tied the remaining red rope every ten centimeters into a strange knot, a total of one hundred and eight knots, he slowly stopped the movement in his hand.

Although Daddy Zhao's movements were not large, he was still sweating profusely at this time, and it was obvious that the preparations just now had consumed a lot of energy for his whole body.

"This ...... This is the knot of the mountain mover? Huang Duoduo said in surprise after seeing Daddy Zhao's strange knots.

"You know?" Father Zhao rarely showed a look of surprise.

"I also listened to my brother." Huang Duoduo lowered his head as he spoke, "My brother told me a long time ago that there are three secrets that are not passed down by the mountain movers, one is the mountain moving peg, the second is the yin and yang sword, and the third is the bundle of immortal knots. It's a pity that the cheats of these three mountain movers have been almost lost, and there are less than three people who can still move the mountain and the mountain in the hands of the tomb robbers in the world, and the yin and yang sword and the bundle of immortal knots have long been unknown. ”

"That's all that Shaggy Trail told you?" Daddy Zhao said.

"Hmm!" Huang Duoduo nodded.

"Not bad!" Father Zhao said approvingly: "Being able to recognize at a glance that this is a thousand-mile bundle of immortal knots from mountain movers, it means that you also have the understanding in this area, girl." ”

"Daddy Zhao, since you can tie immortal knots for thousands of miles, then you are also a mountain movers?" Huang Duoduo asked.

"That's right! The old man was a mountain mover back then, and because he had a good knot, my friends on the rivers and lakes called me a sleepy fairy. It's just that no one has called this nickname for more than twenty years. Father Zhao sighed: "Girl, the two of us are also people of the same lineage, since we are destined, if we can get out alive today, are you willing to learn from me?" ”

"Of course I do!" Huang Duoduo immediately replied: "When I have learned my skills, I will come in here and take my brother's bones out." ”

Xiao Liu listened to it on the side, and couldn't help but think in his heart: Silly girl, your brother has already been smashed into mud by that dragon keystone, even if you come in a hundred times and bring it out, it will only be some debris.

However, he couldn't bear to break Huang Duoduo's naïve dream, a little girl is a little girl, even if she is sometimes tough, a girl is still a girl after all, and some ideas can never be changed.

Father Zhao patted Huang Duoduo's head and smiled: "Good boy! Whether our master-apprentice fate depends on whether God gives face. ”

With that, he took the flashlight and led the way towards the glowing place.

Light is an ordinary thing, it can be said to be almost everywhere.

However, when you are in the underground world of thousands and hundreds of meters, light often becomes an extremely luxurious thing, it is not only a hope, but also a strength, a power enough to keep a dying person alive.

However, there is often a thin line between hope and despair.

When people wait for hope, they often wait for despair, which is a sense of falling from heaven to hell.

At this time, what was in front of Xiao Liu and the three of them was not a sense of disappointment, but a huge gap that was fatal.

Because, when the three of them cautiously walked to the end of the light field, they suddenly found that they were on a straight cliff at this time.

It turned out that behind the huge temple complex was actually a huge abyss.

The abyss was bottomless, and the cold wind mixed with an unpleasant fishy smell blew in the face, and with the wind penetrated into people's hearts, not only the smell of blood, but also the echo of the wind like the night cry of a hundred ghosts.

The cliffs around the abyss surround it into an irregular circle, and the mountain walls are full of some large and small caves, some are as big as a palace, some are as small as pinholes, some of them fly out from time to time some bats, birds and beasts, and some of them are rushing and flowing with black river water, hitting the nearby stone walls, making a violent roar, and more caves are exposed by black iron chains with the thickness of arms.

These chains stretched to the center of the abyss, all the way to the immense ancient tree in the center of the abyss.

But these chains are not locked by this ancient tree, but by a giant dragon coiled on this ancient tree.

The dragon's head was downwards and its tail was upward, firmly anchored to the petrified tree by iron chains.

The dragon is a mythical beast in traditional Chinese mythology, symbolizing auspiciousness and power, people have always believed that there can be no dragon in this world, but what they think is really right?

Since it is a symbol of strength and power, and since it is an auspicious beast, why is it here?

At the end of each of those black chains was a huge iron hook, and the iron hook pierced through the keel, and the iron chain moved with the wind, and the whole dragon skeleton swayed from side to side, and the posture looked as if it was about to come to life and ascend to heaven in the water.

"That'...... Is that a dragon? Xiao Liu stammered in surprise.

"It's called the Dragon Mound, so it's naturally the Dragon." Father Zhao said with a frown.

"But ......," Liu stammered.

"It's nothing, time is running out, we have to get down quickly." Father Zhao said word by word.

But going down into the abyss, this is easier said than done.

The ancient tree is planted on a huge rice-shaped stone platform.

I don't know who built the stone platform, let alone when it was built, but I know that it spans the entire abyss, and the color of each stone platform is different, the eight stone platforms are oiled in eight different colors, except for the red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple that we are familiar with, the stone platform closest to Xiao Liu is black.

The stone platform is very wide, and it can run about three carriages at the same time, and there are several stone sculptures with large heads and small bodies, holding spears, some three, some five, the most eight, and the least even one.

In addition, at the end of each stone platform corresponds to a tall pitch-black iron gate, which is closed, and it is not known where the other end of the iron gate leads.

In addition, the stone walls of the abyss are covered with dark red vines, the thickness of an adult man's forearm, which are intertwined and intertwined, covering almost the entire abyssal cliff. Not only on the walls of the abyss, but even on those black chains were wrapped with vines.

These vines didn't grow out of thin air, they originated from the ancient tree that seemed to have been petrified.

The trunk of the ancient tree was pitch black, and in some places it had been covered with large bronze plates, and in other places it had long since cracked, and at this moment streams of dark red liquid flowed out, as if it were an old man who was wounded and dying.

But although its trunk is black, the higher it goes, the lighter the color becomes, and what is even more strange is that just when Father Zhao finished saying that there was not enough time, the ancient tree actually began to bloom a light blue flower, and the dazzling light in this abyss was also caused by these flowers.

The flowers on the vines of the ancient tree were small at first, only the size of a palm, but in just a few snaps of their fingers, they actually grew to more than half a meter long, and what was even worse was that those strange flowers did not only bloom on the top of the ancient tree, they bloomed more and more, and slowly those strange blue flowers bloomed on the entire abyss cliff.

In addition, as the flowers bloomed larger and larger, the color of the petals gradually changed from pale blue to white, and slowly the petal meridians changed from pure white to blood-like bright red.