Chapter 37: The Tower of the Dead

Open the canopy and go to the stream far away, and walk on the fireworks trail. Visitors to the fairy pavilion are accompanied by cranes, and boating and fishing pools are full of flying gulls.

Taiying Biquan cold well cold, Yueming lonely temple ancient forest secluded. Looking back at the four mountains and watching the sunset, the forests and rivers are green.

Feng Qian muttered this poem in her heart, she became more and more curious about the secret tower of the afterlife, maybe the truth was in front of her, but she still had to wait patiently, this kind of taste was really uncomfortable.

Forget Chen looked at her appearance and shook his head with a sigh, Feng tilted his eyes back and smiled lightly at him: "Don't worry, I won't act rashly, everything will be said after seeing the mountains and towers." ”

The top of the Yuanhan Temple, the cliffs, the clouds and mist are towering, the continuous mountains only expose a corner of the peak, it seems that the clouds are light and the wind is light, but it is a bottomless abyss. The mountains are verdant, the new shoots are extracted, not luxuriant, and the tender green appearance is crisp, light and soft like green smoke, which makes the rolling mountains suddenly feel hazy.

Si Ying's eyes suddenly lit up, pointed to the hazy center, and sighed: "Look, there is the Tower of the Dead!" ”

Everyone looked at Si Ying's fingers, and the Death Pagoda stood in the mountains.

Three sides for the mountain, one side for the end, four sides around the tower and around, the tower of the past life in the mountains around the burst out, in the green mountains and blue clouds under the cover, rambling to talk about the wind and moon. Looking at it from afar, it was as if the mountains were dragging this tower of death together.

"It turns out that this is the mountains and towers, and it is really a great spectacle!" Chen Zixi unconsciously exclaimed.

Feng Tianxin's chest kept rising and falling, his slender white fist was clenched tightly, and the scene in front of him was exactly the same as the tomb of Qinglian!

At this point, she was more and more sure that all the secrets were in the Tower of the Afterlife! Forget Chen naturally found the mystery in it, the two couldn't help but glance at each other, and Forget Chen signaled her with her eyes, not in a hurry.

The head of Jing Channel looked at a few people from the side, and suddenly said, "I'm afraid a few people are not here to enjoy the scenery, right?" ”

Forget the dust and salute with his palms, and said with a smile: "I can't hide it, we are here for this Death Tower." ”

"It's just a ruined tower, in addition to the beauty at this time, when the grass and trees are blooming, this tower is obscured by trees, it will be eclipsed, and there is no place to use, I don't know why a few friends have a deep love for this tower?"

"I don't know if you can hear about ten satin brocades?" Forget Chen suddenly asked,

"I've heard a little about the poor road." Jingqu smiled: "But that's a treasure outside the square, Poor Dao is not interested, but I don't know what this has to do with my Yuanhan Temple?" ”

"The world is said to have a mystery in the ten satin brocade, we also got it unintentionally, from which we know the three words of Yuanhan Temple, I think there must be a connection between this, and I hope that the Taoist can be accommodating, let me wait to climb the tower to see, in order to solve the doubts in my heart."

Jingqu shook his head helplessly, and said: "That's it, if a few people don't think it's dangerous, the poor road won't stop it, but it's inevitable that climbing the tower during the day will be too ostentatious, and please deign to a few people to watch it at night." ”

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Night finally came, the inky black sky was as deep as the human heart, and all the obscure things were quietly carried out in the night, just like these black-clothed men with murderous knives in front of the Death Tower.

Feng poured her lips and said, "What, can't you bear it?" ”

The man in black did not speak, the cold knife in his hand was cold and shining, and a gust of wind blew, and these men in black suddenly raised their hands.

Chen Zixi was in front of the three of them, and whispered to Feng: "Please Miss Feng to protect the master." ”

After that, the green sword came out of the sheath from his waist, and the clear and clear Yue cut through the dead silence, and the hearts of the people palpitated when he heard it.

He struck first, his movements were as agile as a lightning bolt in the dark, the cold light of the green sword flashed in front of them, one of the men in black snorted coldly, and almost at the same time flashed the cold knife in his wrist, after the sword was held, each took a step back, and it was on par.

The black-clothed people behind him jumped up one after another and slashed at Chen Zixi together.

Si Ying took out the big knife on his waist and shouted: "Zixi, I'll help you, wait for the miscellaneous pieces, eat me with a knife!" ”

After that, he stopped one of them with a cold knife, and the sword broke through the wind, and he fought with him.

Feng Tingxin and Wangchen took advantage of this gap to hurriedly run to the Xiangsheng Tower, the dilapidated wooden door was locked, and was cut off by Feng Tianxin's bone knife, and the two rushed into the tower gate, followed the tower ladder, and climbed the steps.

The tower is very high, the two of them have climbed for a long time, but they have never seen the top, Feng Tianxin suddenly stopped, and the forgotten dust in front of him felt her stop, and looked back in surprise: "What's wrong?" ”

"That's not right!" Feng tilted her eyebrows slightly, pondered, and looked at her quietly beside her.

For a long time, she raised her eyebrows and said to Forget Chen: "Forget Chen, do you remember the tomb of Qinglian in the mass grave?" ”

Forget Chen replied: "The flat ground is raised by a hill, as if the mountains are holding up, so the tower thinks so much and the scenery is so the same, what do you think of?" ”

"Although Qinglian's tomb is an empty tomb, the mystery of this empty tomb was discovered only after digging up the coffin underground, and this Afterlife Pagoda ......" Feng Qian paused and speculated: "There should be an underground dark room." ”

"You think the secret will be in the dark room." Forget Chen raised his eyes and pondered, and said, "You're right, but I ignored it, in fact, Han Lian has always left clues for us." ”

Feng tilted his heart, his eyes lit up and said, "Let's go to the tower to have a look." ”

The two of them went down the stone steps again, and in a short time they reached the bottom, but although there was a dark room at the bottom of the tower, it was not large, only a few steps square, and a few candlesticks fell on the wall, and nothing else.

"This is supposed to be a storage for clutter, is it really wrong?" Feng took out the fire fold from his arms and lit the candle, and the room was bright.

Wangchen looked at a few candlesticks and thought for a moment: "Pour your heart, what do you think is the difference between these candlesticks?" ”

Feng Tianxin's body trembled suddenly, and a throbbing pain in his heart involuntarily spread to the bottom of his eyes.

Pour your heart, he just called her to fall into her heart and forget the dust, am I starting to be different in your heart?

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing that there seemed to be a mist rising under her eyes, Forget Chen couldn't help but ask in surprise.

"Nothing." Feng took a deep breath and took a look at the strange things in his heart, looked at the candlesticks on the wall, and muttered, "There are three candlesticks in these few steps square?" ”

Forget Chen hooked his lips and smiled, pointed to the nearest two of them and said, "Don't you think there is one more light here?" ”

Feng leaned her heart suddenly, reached out to touch the candlestick, and found that it was alive, she was overjoyed, and broke it outward, her feet trembled, and dust and flying insects exploded beside her, and after a while, a small hole one foot square collapsed under the candlestick.

The two of them are happy, it seems that the secret of the ten satin brocades is about to be seen again!

It's just that there are many good things, a cold light galloped in, Feng tilted his heart and his eyes were quick, he pulled up and flashed sideways, and the long knife was inserted into the candlestick with a bang.

The two turned around and saw a man in black slowly entering through the door of the dark room, the man looked at her and sneered, and said: "As it has been said since ancient times, the more you know, the more dangerous it becomes, don't you two understand this truth?" ”

The corners of Wangchen's mouth smiled, and he lowered his eyebrows and clasped his palms: "Amitabha, don't you understand that people outside the party don't see blood, how can the Taoist master practice in the Yuanhan Temple for many years, and this obsession still can't be seen through?" ”