Chapter 189: Crying
As I passed by Mo Laoha, the old boy patted me on the shoulder, and I knew he was grateful.
It can be seen that because there is no record of the classics, he is a little cowardly on the road ahead, and the failure of the drone makes him a little frightened, and my volunteering is to relieve his siege.
Although my behavior seems a little reckless, but now that I have just entered the periphery of the tomb, I must not lose my morale, it doesn't matter if I don't have the extraordinary vision of a drone, I still have a magic test!
The technique of flying knives keeps this spiritual object twenty meters in front of him, and there is no delay in probing and attacking.
We have been walking for more than half an hour, but we are still moving forward in the cracks, and there are dark mountains and rock walls as far as the eye can see, and there is no trace of man-made.
If I hadn't seen the ice corpse before, I would have thought it was a hoax.
Such an extreme environment makes people feel depressed and depressed, and even staying for a long time will give birth to the illusion that the rocks on both sides will squeeze over in the next second.
In the end, we are all creatures living in the sun, such a dark environment, I feel okay for a short time, but after a long time, I am a little uncontrollable and depressed, and even every breath has a heavy illusion.
Mo Laoha still explained that he couldn't use lights to illuminate, so in front of and around me, there were only fluorescent lights provided by Mo Laoha, even if I could see things in the dark, this kind of ghostly greenery added to this irritability.
As soon as there were more negative emotions, the excitement when I entered the crack was a little less, and I lowered my voice as much as possible while walking and asked, "Brother Mo, did you say that this mountain gap in front of you is not recorded at all in your Mo family classics?" ”
"That's right!" Mo Laoha followed closely behind me and replied quickly: "The Mo family's classics are written by each generation of family heads themselves, and there are no missing pages in the inheritance, so I'm sure the seniors don't know the situation inside, or even if they do, they haven't come back!" ”
I nodded, and asked casually: "Brother Mo, since your predecessors didn't clearly point out the way, how can we know that this mountain crack will definitely lead to the tomb?" Will it break off halfway? ”
"Little brother, that's a good question!"
Mo Laoha nodded quickly: "I don't know how many years ago it was, and no one can guarantee that the crack will definitely lead to the tomb, after all, there is no reference in front!"
But don't worry, first of all, we have all seen the ice corpse before, and it is likely to come along the crack in the mountain!
Even if it's not, it's not far off!
The second is feng shui, the tomb here is passed down from generation to generation, we have also walked through the cave, there can be no fake, so everyone insist on it! ”
What Mo Laoha said is reasonable, and I didn't ask any further, but this depressing atmosphere in the dark can be contagious, except for the slight footsteps at this moment, the mood of the whole team is solemn like a bow full of strings!
"It's okay left and right, let me tell you about the record of the ancestors facing the tomb!"
Mo Laoha also sensed the abnormality of the team, so he used his slow tone and whispered: "The wisdom of our ancestors is amazing! Do you think that in such a big mountain, it is possible to build a large tomb, in that era when there is no high technology, is it particularly legendary? ”
I've been thinking about this question for a long time, but I don't have any clue, it's really a little too shocking.
Someone spoke, the atmosphere was a little lighter, and Mo Laoha struck while the iron was hot: "Although the ancestors did not say it explicitly in the classics, I guess they may also have heard about the record of the Phoenix Divine Palace in the Tantric scriptures, and also learned about this tomb that defiled the Divine Palace from the mouth of the master lama. Otherwise, the family is too far away from here, and it is unlikely that they will make a special trip here to divide the gold and settle the cave. ”
"Then how did your ancestors discover the tomb?"
After entering the tomb, Feng Zhengmao couldn't exert his light skills, and his tone was also depressed: "Tantra has been looking for so many years and has not found it, and it doesn't seem that what we came in is not a tomb!" ”
"It's luck, too!" Moraha did not object to Feng Zhengmao's statement, but explained: "When the ancestor who recorded the tomb came here, he also found nothing, stayed for half a month, and finally gave up, and even asserted that there would be no tomb here!"
And who knew that just when he was about to leave, there was an inexplicable shock, it was night, with a moonlight thrown from between the rock crevices, he had a whim, and made such a robbery hole, although in the end he was defeated by the ice corpse, but the legend of this tomb was recorded!
The ancestor's inverted bucket and feng shui skills were much stronger than they are now, but even so, he also left a sigh, saying that this big tomb is magical, if it weren't for the rock crack to show clues, I'm afraid no one would be able to find the specific location! ”
So that's it!
After listening to what Mo Laoha said, I couldn't help but have more admiration for my ancestors, although the predecessors of the Mo family are powerful, they can find tantra in the mountain and search for many years and can't find the tomb, but the one who built this tomb seems to be even more powerful.
In that era when there was no high technology, it was necessary to dig a large tomb out of the mountains, and it was necessary to strictly comply with feng shui...... This amount of work is undoubtedly the construction of bridges and dams in the Pacific Ocean, which is inconceivable to the extreme, and the profound means of the ancients are really unimaginable.
But on the other hand, if such a large tomb wants to guard the secret, there is no doubt that in the end, everyone will be killed in the pit and become a human burial pit.
But these have nothing to do with me, what I need most now is the death grass, whether it is the legend of Tantra or the Central Plains Feng Shui, this is the place of the dragon vein that the twelve brothers said.
And to be able to bother so many people to build a big tomb in the deep mountains and rivers, except for the emperor of either side at the time, no one can really have such an appeal.
If this trip goes well, then the resurrection of Bu Nishang will be two-thirds complete, and when I think about this, my mood will be high, and the pace of progress can't help but speed up a little.
Everyone was still speculating and discussing what kind of means the ancients used to dig the mountain, and I was concentrating on guarding the front.
But at this moment, Bu Nishang's soft but firm voice came from the back of the team: "Everyone be careful, I heard crying!" ”
What the? Everyone was silent at the same time, and after waiting for the heartbeat to tremble, there were really bursts of crying in the cracks in front of them!
Then, as we suddenly became quieter, the cry began to become ethereal, vague and vague......