Summoning Array
The fat man thought that something was wrong, and said, "No, wasn't that female doll brought out by you, why is there another ghost coffin here?" β
Wu Xie was also stunned. Along the way, he first experienced a storm, then a zongzi and a mechanism, and he didn't expect to encounter a stuffy oil bottle here, so he forgot about this stubble for a while.
He hurriedly explained the matter of the Nether Immortal Lord to the two of them.
The fat man said: "I have long expected that the Netherworld Immortal Lord is Ruan Mo'an's female doll, no, I wonder why she suddenly disappeared?" β
Wu Xie himself wondered, "You ask me, I ask who to go!" My third uncle and I were still looking around there and didn't see a corner of the clothes, let alone people. β
The two of them suddenly paused, looked at the coffin at the same time, and said in unison: "Won't it?" β
Zhang Qiling suddenly asked, "When she disappeared, do you remember what time it was?" β
Wu Xie thought for a moment and hurriedly said, "I'm not sure, but we bought a ticket for 5:45 in the afternoon." After about ten minutes of getting in the car, she suddenly disappeared. β
Zhang Qiling asked again: "Then do you remember when she came back in the morning?" β
Wu Xie said: "I don't know much about this, it was already past seven o'clock when I came back from the clinic, and she had already changed back at that time." β
"Six o'clock in the morning, six o'clock in the evening."
The fat man said, "What are you muttering?" β
Zhang Qiling said: "If my guess is correct, she should have been summoned here." As for why he didn't return to the tomb of the Western Zhou Dynasty, perhaps it was because the tomb of the Western Zhou Dynasty collapsed; Maybe it's because she will randomly go to a tomb after she transforms back into the form of the Nether Immortal Lord. β
The fat man smiled and said, "You don't want to say that this is a magic array, summoning the Netherworld Immortal Lord here, then who has this ability?" β
Zhang Qiling slowly raised his head and glanced at the yellow talismans on the four walls, and said lightly: "Because we were all deceived by that legend, these yellow talismans do not exist at all to trap the Netherworld Immortal Lord, this is a summoning array in itself. β
"Legend has it that a tomb was left with a nether coffin inside, and after the tomb was sealed, it was possible for the Netherworld Immortal Lord to descend. Plastering the four walls with yellow talismans written in human blood can suppress the Netherworld Immortal Lord and make him fall asleep. Wu Xie said strangely: "If the Netherworld Immortal Lord was summoned because of these yellow runes, and there was no effect of suppressing the Netherworld Immortal Lord at all, then how did the legend change like this, and what was the purpose of that person?" β
"It's a sacrifice."
Zhang Qiling's indifferent voice looked eerie in this empty burial chamber.
"Sacrifices?" The fat man was stunned, "Who is the sacrifice?" β
Zhang Qiling looked out the door.
Wu Xie swallowed his saliva and said, "You mean all the things in the tomb, actually...... Are they all sacrifices to the Netherworld Immortal Lord? β
"Originally, I coveted the flesh and blood of the Netherworld Immortal Lord, heh, all of a sudden it became a sacrifice? It's an anti-routine. The fat man patted the coffin excitedly and said, "I remembered it as soon as you said that, no wonder!" Along the way, you see, we met the sea monkey forbidden Po drought, that is called a bad luck. As a result, the closer we got to this burial chamber, we didn't encounter anything! β
The atmosphere suddenly froze.
The fat man's body froze, and his gaze slowly fell to his hand pressed on the coffin.
He touched his nose and said casually: "Cough, I, this, I shouldn't feel that someone touched her coffin, right?" She's not a thermal sensor. β
Wu Xie collapsed, "When is it that you still have the heart to joke?" β
After the atmosphere was silent for a while, Wu Xie couldn't help but ask, "Actually, do you think something is not quite right when we entered that hole just now?" β
The fat man smiled and said, "Master, I can see at a glance that something is wrong there." β
Wu Xie couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Yes, I also know that it's not a thief cave at all." β
The fat man continued: "If there is no hole, our passage should be a dead end, so the person who dug the hole should have found that this side was blocked and went in the other direction." β
Wu Xie thought to himself, that place is so dark, who knows where there is a fork in the road.
"So......" The fat man suddenly said: "This tomb was originally sealed, and I guess this thing will definitely not be able to stop the Netherworld Immortal Lord, so it can only be to prevent people from outside from coming in." β
"This is to leave a legendary routine for future generations, and to prepare so many sacrifices for the Netherworld Immortal Lord, hey, who do you say that person is? And what is he doing it for? β
Wu Xie said: "There is very little information about the Netherworld Immortal Lord, and I only saw a little bit from my grandfather's notes. What is the identity of the Netherworld Immortal Lord, and when this legend has been handed down, there is no way to know. β
"No one has ever seen the Netherworld Immortal Lord at all, and they don't know if the Netherworld Immortal Lord really exists before that. Or that the people who have seen the Netherworld Immortal Lord are already dead. β
This discovery is perhaps more precious than any other treasure, and it can even cause a sensation. In normal times, Wu Xie may be so excited that he can't sleep, but this discovery also means facing unforeseen dangers. Although he is still excited, he is more nervous.
As soon as the person gets nervous, he will want to talk or do something to relieve his tension.
The fat man and the little brother didn't speak, perhaps because it was too quiet, Wu Xie wanted to move around.
Anyway, there was nothing to do now, so Wu Xie turned on his flashlight to look at the words engraved on the wall.
The words carved on the walls were very strange, and Wu Xie looked at the four walls only to find that the words carved on each wall were different.
The fat man leaned over and asked, "What is written on this, can you understand it?" β
"It's the Warring States script, but it belongs to a different country."
"Different from the country? Why did Wang Zanghai want to fix this? β
"I don't know." Wu Xie guessed: "Maybe it's because he doesn't want others to know what is written on it." β
"No, if he doesn't want others to know, then why should he engrave it?"
Wu Xie glanced at him and asked, "That person carved it, do you understand?" β
The fat man choked and urged: "Okay, okay, naΓ―ve comrade, look at what is written on this." β
"I can't recognize all of them, but I can still understand some of them."
"The general meaning here is about the legend of the Nether Immortal Lord."
Wu Xie pointed to another piece and said, "This is to say that during the Warring States period, there was a prince who got a piece of silk silk from his subordinates, which recorded that the Netherworld Immortal Lord came from Netherworld City and was the Lord of the Ghosts. Every time it comes to the soul, the ghost will turn into a human, mixed in the red dust, and ordinary people are inseparable. Not only can the Nether Immortal Lord command the ghosts, but she will also refine those who strayed into the Netherworld into zombies, turning them into the people of the Netherworld. In ancient times, the Yin Soldier was a kind of ghostly spirit, and in ancient times it was still relatively superstitious, and the prince believed in this legend and asked people to leave a tomb in the tomb built after his death. β
"In the tomb of the Western Zhou Dynasty, King Lu Yan dug his tomb."
The fat man shook the lamp and said, "Then what is this piece talking about?" β
Wu Xie walked over and looked at it twice, and said, "This seems to be a spell. β
Zhang Qiling said suddenly: "Don't read it!" β
Wu Xie and the fat man were both startled and turned their heads to look at him.
"That's a spell that summons the Nether Immortal Lord."
Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, and then took a step back with palpitations, "There is indeed a note behind this, this is a spell to summon the Netherworld Immortal Lord." If it weren't for the stuffy oil bottle reminder, I might have subconsciously read it down. β
With this lesson, Wu Xie didn't dare to continue reading, and only after reading it did he say to the fat man: "This is also a spell, but it has the effect of controlling the Netherworld Immortal Lord. β
He added, "It's the one the stuffy oil bottle made last time." β
"But who left this spell and who created it, there is no record here at all."
"This was not written by Wang Zanghai, but he engraved it according to the content on the silk." Zhang Qiling suddenly said loudly.
The fat man said strangely: "How do you know? β
"Remember those ceramics we found in our right side hall? The pictures on those ceramics are sequential, recording the process of Wang Zanghai's construction of the Genting Heavenly Palace. When I came here twenty years ago, I found a silk silk in a ceramic bottle. β
"You mean the contents on the silk are the words on these stone walls?"
Zhang Qiling nodded.
The fat man glanced at the coffin, and then sat down on the ground, "This coffin looks ordinary, and there is nothing in it." This legend is so bizarre that there is not even a single burial item! β
Wu Xie said: "These people didn't make such a tomb to worship her, where did they get the burial goods?" β
Zhang Qiling gestured, and the two of them immediately closed their mouths.
The three of them only felt goosebumps on their bodies, and the yellow talismans on the four walls were windless. Even, they faintly heard eerie cries and eerie laughter.
In this deathly silence, a faint blue light suddenly lit up in the deep corridor outside the door.
The glow grew brighter and brighter as the figures on the ground approached.
The three of them immediately tried to find a place to hide, but when they looked around, there was no place to hide, so the three of them squatted behind the coffin.
The coffin was just high enough to cover the three of them.
The blue flame finally stepped into the burial chamber.
The girl in the black dress glanced at her faintly, and the cold sweat on Wu Xie's forehead immediately came down.
Last time in the tomb of the Western Zhou Dynasty, the girl could burn hundreds of millions of corpses and turtles with a few fingers, and he still remembers the scene vividly.
When they saw the girl glancing at the stone wall, they seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then they did not move, but stood there quietly.
Although Wu Xie was strange, he didn't move.
The fat man suddenly came over.
Wu Xie pushed him and lowered his voice: "Don't make trouble." β
The fat man leaned in again.
Wu Xie endured his temper and pushed the person away again.
When the other party leaned over again, Wu Xie couldn't bear it anymore, turned his head and shouted in a low voice: "Are you finished?" β
As a result, instead of a fat man, he saw a face like a straw doll.
Black eyes, cracked women's mouth with needlework sewn on. Dressed in a uniform similar to that of a Qing Dynasty official, with a small hat. Just lying on his shoulder.
Wu Xie couldn't hold back and jumped up!
"it!" The fat man shouted as he rushed out the door.
Zhang Qiling got up, stepped on the coffin with one foot, and landed on the ground with a backflip. With a twist of the wrist of his right hand, his left hand smeared on the black gold ancient knife, and blood beads splashed, all of which were scattered towards the Netherworld Immortal Lord.
The wind was blowing around them, and several red long silk threads suddenly appeared, and the target went straight to the hands and feet of the three of them, rolling and dragging one by one.
- Wu Xie and the fat man were hung up.
The fat man glared, "Again?!" β
And Zhang Qiling used a black gold ancient knife to chop the red silk into rags.
There is a steady stream of red silk, Zhang Qiling has limited energy after all, and he has to take care of the other two, and he is stumbling for a while.
The dark eyes of the cursed doll flashed scarlet.
Zhang Qiling was careless, his right foot was tripped by the red silk, and the black gold ancient knife was also swept away by the red silk.
Ruan Mo'an looked at the task in front of him and thought deeply.
[Task 2: Obtain Qilin Blood.] Completing the task rewards 100 diamonds and 30 stamina. οΌ0/1οΌγ