Like a flat boat, it falls lightly in the rain.

The darkness I imagined had not come, and I only felt warm through the sesame oil, as if I had been wrapped in a quilt, gentle and safe.

All around is a piece of silver, like the distant sea of stars. With an admirable power, unconsciously, it merges into this vastness.

After a while, we descended more and more slowly. The weight of my body suddenly returned, my feet stepped on the soft bottom of the lake, and nine stone gates appeared in front of my eyes.

Without the slightest hesitation, I stretched out my hand and pulled out my father's sword behind my back, the blue hilt of the sword flashed with starlight, and flew straight towards one place, and before I could enter, he had already opened the stone door intimately. A dark path stretched into the distance.

Ling'er and I looked at each other and walked in without the slightest hesitation.

The passage is not narrow, it stretches forward in a zigzag, and the walls are carved with magnificent and majestic war pictures, full of momentum and majesty everywhere.

The thin air was very cold, a cold that seeped into the bone marrow.

I took out a pearl of the night from my bosom, lit up the tunnel, and after not going far, I came across another fork in the road, and just like that, I went around a dozen forks until I finally stopped in a spacious place like a square.

Looking around, there was neither the shadow of the coffin nor the ghost, and it was unusually quiet.

Ling'er sacrificed a cloud of spirit runes, probing around, and it didn't take long for bursts of green smoke to rise from the spirit runes, which was extremely spectacular.

"Stupid human, why should you disturb my emperor's sleep?" A very feminine voice sounded, but as far as the eye could see, there was no change at all.

I couldn't help but clench the hilt of my sword, but I didn't move my footsteps.

"Tomb keeper?" There was a hint of doubt in the feminine voice, and after a pause, he said: "Since you are the mausoleum keeper, you must know the rules here, in that case, why do you still come here and bring someone else?" ”

Tomb keepers?

I glanced down at the sword in my hand, he must have used this to determine his identity.

My silence seemed to displease the owner of the voice, and suddenly the originally smooth ground began to change color, and countless black thorns rose from the ground, surrounding me and Ling'er.

"What do you mean by that?"

I raised my eyebrows, and my face was not good.

"What do you mean?" In the middle of the spacious square, a huge head slowly rose, indescribably like it, densely packed like a hedgehog and like a large snake covered with strange scales.

In my confusion, the eyes on the skull suddenly opened, and the yellow and green intertwined were very striking.

"I don't understand why you're here. But as my own person, I am still derelict in my duties, then I can't let you go, since you are here, you can stay. ”

I didn't see its mouth moving, but the sound lingered in my ears, and it didn't dissipate for a long time, thinking of this, I stopped talking nonsense with it, and directly reached out and took out a bunch of charms and smashed them.

"Carving insect skills!" The head didn't even move, but a yellow glow erupted from its dark skin, a stark contrast to the darkness.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth, revealing a ring of green teeth, and a cloudy breath came to his face, with a thick corrosive effect. The mist turned into frost when it was cold, and slowly fell to the ground, turning the original cyan slate into a layer of green.

I summoned wings and flew in the air, bursting out of my eyes with two golden rays of light that pierced straight into the huge yellow eyes.

As if trying to hide, he cried out uneasily.

I sneered, and the power of yin and yang swirled around my fingertips, and it quickly divided into several paths, enveloping his entire head together.

He screamed lines I didn't understand, and under my coercion, he finally froze and didn't move.

Just because you have a big head doesn't mean you have more memories.

I easily entered his spiritual consciousness, but after carefully turning around, I didn't find anything useful, it seems that this guy's memories before being locked up here have been erased, and now in my mind, all I have left is to protect this place.

"Since it's useless, then you can go down and bury those people!"

I said softly, directly attacking his soul with my divine sense, although this demon beast has lost most of its memories, but all these years here, it has lived on corpses, and those tomb robbers who don't know how to get in have died here one after another. Then it became food for the monster.

The soul was attacked, and the giant beast writhed its body unwillingly, and the screams were higher than the last, echoing throughout the space.

Ling'er chuckled, and a huge light and shadow condensed in his hand, slamming it on the head of the demon beast, and then, in the endless unwillingness, the head finally stopped struggling, and fell to the ground extremely slowly, turning into a pool of black blood.

I thought that I could at least take a breath after destroying a small boss, but I didn't expect that the ordeal was just beginning, and in that pool of blood, suddenly a lot of small insects crawled up densely, and soon the floor was crawling full.

With a buzzing sound, those insects agitated their long mouths, quickly sucking up the blood on the ground, and in a short time, the huge demon beast's body was devoured clean, and the ground became flat. Everything is back to the way it was when we first came in, and it doesn't seem to have changed in the slightest.

Suddenly, those insects were densely piled together, overlapping a new shadow, and the floor was pressed towards us, and I took out a fire charm from the bag while retreating, and slapped it directly.

To my surprise, however, although the flames forced the insect army back a few steps, within a few seconds, the figures coalesced again and pounced on me viciously.

Huo Huo's voice also sounded in his ears.

I don't know if it's my delusion, I even think they're laughing.

"Ordinary fire is useless, and the two of us together won't last long if we use spiritual fire! Withdraw! "In the flash of light, I have already made a judgment, stretched out my hand and threw out the fire talismans that I had saved in my hand that had been blessed by my blood one by one, and pulled Ling'er and jumped towards the waterhole in the middle.

Water, the source of all things, I hope you can show me the way.

I thought to myself, jumped into the water, and dived two meters.

Looking up, it was densely covered with the corpses of small black bugs.

There doesn't seem to be anything normal and common sense here, the general water will have its own buoyancy, but at this moment, this waterhole is like an upside-down exhaust fan, constantly pulling people down, I struggled with spiritual power for a while, and found that the dantian soon became a dry state, so I simply didn't hesitate, and directly shrunk my figure, with the suction of the water, it continued to sink.

In the dark water, streets full of ancient charm appear in front of you.

The ghost I've always wanted to see has finally lived up to expectations. I hid myself and wandered around the ghosts, all dressed in the costumes of the Qin Dynasty, exactly like the ancient Yin soldiers I had seen on the train last time.

Isn't that on the Tibetan railway line?

Or is what I'm seeing just the tip of the iceberg?

Thinking of this, I picked out an officer who seemed to have a relatively large official position and stopped at the door of his head.

When I came into contact with these souls, I found that the ghost power on their bodies was very pure, even stronger than some ghosts in the underworld.

The most terrifying thing is that they still have expressions on their faces, and they have a very tacit understanding with each other.

I wonder how they delivered the message, through that silent gaze?

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice sounded in my ears, and I almost fell off the general's body. When he looked down, he had already walked to a city gate.

On the majestic red city wall, a huge Qin character sparkled.

"Doctor Wu, do you want to enter the palace?"

It was the guards at the city gates who spoke, with an incomparably vivid smile on their faces.

The general below me nodded, snorting in reply.

Then he took off his robe, handed the soldier all the weapons in his hand, and then walked to a small gate by the city gate, and waited quietly.

After a while, a face appeared on the small door, an old man.

The two of them chattered a line I didn't understand, and the door opened.

The strange phenomenon appeared again, obviously the roads inside and outside the gate were the same, but there was no trace of water in this Qin Palace, and the terrain was constantly rising.

The general walked tirelessly, and I sat quietly.

His gaze gradually became more cheerful as he moved, and even the city gate, which seemed to reach the sky just now, had now become a toy building block for children to play with, as if it could be knocked down with the touch of a finger.

Finally, he stopped in front of a palace.

However, I just looked at it, and my heart was half cold.

The last thing I wanted to see the ending came about.

The gorgeous palace in front of me, except for the color, all the other designs and textures are exactly the same as the Great Hades Palace in the underworld, and it doesn't matter at all, even if you don't even believe in ghosts.

It's just that the mastermind behind this scene is Qin Luo or Qin Yan.

The general knelt on the ground, his hands on his chest, and reverently recited the ancient and heavy oath, and the palace doors slowly slid to both sides. A fiery red shadow suddenly appeared in my sight, and he stood so quietly. With his back to me, the redhead is voluptuous.

I felt like my blood was clotting and getting colder.

The general below me, who had "worked tirelessly" to bring me in, seemed to have completed his mission, and suddenly fell to the ground with a smile of great satisfaction on his face.

I don't know whether to praise him or praise him for his loyalty.

Sighing, he walked towards the figure and whispered.

"What should I call you..."