This is definitely a great place for this old guy!

The yang corpses he encountered along the way were sucked like dry bones by this old thing, and his own body was much more condensed, even if he was a fool, he could see that this product had just made up for it!

To put it inappropriately, this is like an unlucky guy who has been locked up in a bitter kiln for decades, and suddenly plunges headlong into the wine pond meat forest, and he is obviously sorry for his conscience......

"But you hurt my partner!" By the way, I still have some sympathy and fight back.

"Accident, accident!" The old man was cheeky, and he was happy to reveal it.

I originally wanted to say a few more words, after all, among everyone in the venue, the old Taoist can only be a little more patient with me, this Taoist priest who doesn't know how to cultivate himself at all, I really don't know how to become so powerful!

But at this moment, the highlighter in Mo Laoha's hand finally shone on the bronze gate closed behind Lao Dao, and he exclaimed, like a cat that smelled fishy, and walked towards the gate with an arrow step.

Even if it is not good, being able to do one thing to the extreme is a great kung fu in itself, and judging from Mo Laoha's behavior at the moment, it seems that the matter of fighting is not as simple as a profession for him, and he has a hobby of inheritance.

Lao Dao didn't stop it, and as soon as he turned sideways, he let Mo Laoha approach the bronze gate, and Mo Laoha lived up to his expectations, and the highlighter in his hand was carefully observed from top to bottom.

Everyone also expressed their curiosity, and also surrounded from the side, and the long corridor ended at this end and became the gate, doesn't that mean that the coffin and burial we are looking for are not far away!

When he didn't speak, the kind of fairy wind and righteousness was still very good, so everyone no longer minded his presence, but looked at this door intently.

First of all, these are not two ordinary doors!

Although the bronze material has been buried in the ground for many years, there is very little patina on it, and it basically maintains the heavy texture and solemn atmosphere when it was built.

Secondly, on top of these two gates, the most eye-catching thing is the painting full of all kinds of strange and strange patterns!

These pigments seem to be immune to the invasion of time, and most of them have maintained the magnificence and complexity of the original appearance, but the shape is very vague, and most of them cannot guess the origin from the eyes of modern people.

"This, this seems to be a picture of the ancient sacrifice to heaven and earth!" The old man's voice sounded from behind him, and when we turned to look over, it was the sixth master Qin who had a tense face all the way!

There is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, this sentence has always been originated, Qin Liuye stroked his beard, and said again: "In the past, when the four olds were not broken, I once saw this similar picture in an ancient temple, and I heard the host of the temple say that it is a picture of sacrificing heaven and earth handed down from the ancient ancestors!" That's why it's said. ”

When we heard this, we followed this line of thought and looked at the pattern on the door, and sure enough, there were some symbolic meanings in it, although it was still obscure, but at least we recognized some of the guesses.

When we were busy on our side, Moraha suddenly jumped up from the spot, and said to himself affectionately and excitedly: "No, no, we seem to have come to the wrong place, no, it is the ancestors who have misjudged, and it is not right here!" None right! ”

What's wrong!

After listening to what Moraha said, all the people present were nervous except for Lao Dao, we have walked all the way for so long, and we have encountered so many dangers, don't we just want to come to Taobao!

But now this guide suddenly said that all this is not right, does it mean that the bamboo basket is going to be empty!

But Mo Laoha was completely immersed in his emotions at this moment, and he was deaf to what we said, his eyes kept flickering, and it took a long time to calm down.

"What the hell is going on?" After all, I am the organizer of the team, and I am responsible for everyone whether it is right or wrong.

Mo Laoha turned his head and found everyone's gaze staring at him, and scratched his head in embarrassment: "That's the case, we see the style of the pattern on this gate now, it doesn't look like our Central Plains!"

However, according to my family's records, the owner of the tomb here should be the emperor of a small country during the two Jin and Northern Dynasties, and it stands to reason that such a should not be used at all

Door! It's so weird, are we going wrong! ”

"A broken book can tell you what's going on inside?"

Lao Dao glanced at Mo Laoha on the side: "I said that you are a strange old man, you don't seem to be young, why don't you have a backbone, the facts are in front of you, do you still want to insist on your broken theory?" ”

"That's not a broken book!" Mo Laoha rarely stiffened his neck and pleaded: "That is the record of our family, and it is impossible to be wrong with the hard work of our ancestors!" ”

"Then why didn't your ancestors bring back all the things here?"

The old man's tone was full of disdain: "If it's something that can be done by yourself, why write it in a book and leave it to you, isn't this just taking off your pants and farting!" ”

Mo Laoha's body only tensed for a moment, and then relaxed again, after all, if he fights for real strength, he can't do it at all in front of Lao Dao, dignity needs strength to maintain, at least for now, he has to endure it.

Lao Dao then added: "Strange old man, before you have determined it with your own eyes, everything is hearsay, as for the identity of the owner of the tomb inside?" Is it important? Why does it have to be from the Central Plains? ”

Mo Laoha was speechless when asked, and he didn't speak for a long time, but it was me, who heard the end note from Lao Dao's words, he seemed to know more about this place than we did, so he was anxious and grabbed Lao Dao's sleeve: "Master, you seem to know a lot about this place, then let me ask you, is it possible to grow grass here?" ”

"Dead grass?" Lao Dao's expression became solemn: "Boy, have you heard of grass in the past?" ”

"I didn't hear about it!" The old man's look confirmed my judgment, so he quickly added: "My trip is to find this dead grass!" ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I actually felt that Lao Dao's gaze obviously stayed on Bu Nishang for a second, and then turned to look at me again, nodding while approving:

"Yes, yes, it seems that your kid's inheritance is not simple, huh! You just asked me what I was doing, and if there would be grass growing here? ”

My heart seemed to be burning at the moment, and this old way was so easy that I couldn't help but nod quickly with some dissatisfaction.

"Yes! This is the dragon vein! Lao Dao's next sentence made my heart happy, and then added: "As far as my understanding of the Dead Grass is concerned, all the necessary environments are in place here, and there is at least an eighty percent chance that you will find the Dead Grass!" ”