Although this music is soft and fluttering, it suddenly sounded in the thousand-year-old building, but it was a little infiltrating.

The black bull was taken aback and asked, "Damn, listening to this sound looks like someone is hiding behind a wall and giving a, this wall must be hollow!" ”

As he spoke, the black bull stepped forward and knocked, and the wooden wall made a "boom" sound, and the sound was empty and low, obviously, there was a large space behind it.

Gu Yixin listened to the music and said, "This is not Xiao, but a flute, and it is a horizontal flute." ”

The sound of the flute is melodious and graceful, making people feel as if stepping on the clouds, strolling on the bank of the Tianhe River, there is an indescribable sense of tranquility.

If this sound sounded elsewhere, it would not be surprising, but at this time, it appeared out of thin air in an ancient tomb of the Western Han Dynasty that had been sealed for more than 2,000 years, which looked extremely strange.

I asked Gu Yixin: "Are you sure this is the sound of a flute?" Did the Han Dynasty have flutes? ”

Gu Yixin nodded and said: "There have been two flutes unearthed from the No. 3 Han Tomb of Mawangdui in Changsha, whose blowing hole plane intersects with the sound hole plane at an angle of about 90 degrees, which is a typical horizontal flute. In fact, after the Han Dynasty, the horizontal flute has occupied a very important position in the drum music of the court and the army. ”

I thought that the third floor would be the same as the second floor, and at the end of the secret passage would be the burial chamber where the coffin was parked, but I didn't expect it to be an all-wooden hall. In the hall, the incense is drifting from the incense burner, and the ink in the ebony inkstone is not dry, all of which are like inhabited halls. Now the flute suddenly sounded, which made the strange color of the ancient building even stronger.

"Could it be that Zhang Xuefeng and his party are doing ghosts?" Gu Yixin frowned, looked around and asked.

I boldly walked up to the desk, dipped my finger in the ink, put it under my nose, sniffed it, and said, "There's no reason for them to do that." And, you see the ink in this black inkstone, black with red, delicate as smoke, and there is a faint pine fragrance. This seems to be the long-lost pine smoke and cold ink. According to sporadic historical records, the production of this kind of ink is extremely exquisite, and it is made by using a century-old Korean pine from an extremely cold place and adding dozens of cold things to be fired repeatedly. Due to the extremely complex production process, it was extinct at the end of the Han Dynasty. ”

The case was close to the sandalwood wall, and the sudden sound of the flute came from behind the wall, and I glanced at the cross drawn by the black ox on the bamboo slip, and the thick ink of the cross was completely absorbed by the bamboo slip, leaving only a shallow, gray trace, which I could not see at all without looking closely.

Where did the ink go? It occurred to me that the sudden sound of the flute might have something to do with the ink smeared on the bamboo slips.

Thinking about it, I reached out to take the bamboo slips on the case, and the bamboo slips that were spread out seemed to grow on the case, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't tear them off.

"The sound of this flute is strange, it is likely that the black bull is cheap, and the scribbling has touched the mechanism!" As I spoke, I was about to beckon Gao Mo to come over and take a look.

found that Gao Moli was still standing next to the entrance of the secret passage, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was looking up at the red sandalwood wall that made a flute sound.

I was curious, and I looked up, only to see a dark painting appearing on the dark red wooden wall at some point. The dark painting is the upper body of a male musician, with long flowing sleeves, high hair, wearing a jade crown, holding the jade flute horizontally with both hands to his lips, as if the flute was being played by him. The lines of this portrait are bright yellow, which is very conspicuous against the dark red background.

The black bull-eyed thief, who also caught a glimpse of the painting on the wall, whispered, "Damn, what the hell is this place, even the portrait can fucking play the flute!" ”

With that, he raised the big black eagle and tapped the trigger on the portrait, and three Cheng Liang's steel balls burst out of his chamber like three meteors, shooting into the musician's brain one after another.

As the steel balls shot, the strange sound of the flute came to an abrupt halt. It was as if the player had really been attacked.

Surprised, I took two steps back, patted the sawdust that fell on me, and said, "Please, say hello before you move!" ”

"What's the matter, I definitely can't play the black bull, and I can send those guys who pretend to be gods to see Hades in minutes!" The black bull said proudly, praising the big black eagle to his shoulder.

I was about to praise Black Bull for his high level of shooting, but before I could speak, there was a sudden tremor on the floor of the room.

The trembling was very obvious, as if there was really a large earthquake, and I subconsciously stumbled forward two steps and quickly held on to the case.

"Oops." Gao Moli frowned and said secretly, he rushed to the front of the case at a very fast speed, pulled me out of the door, and just took two steps, the whole room actually moved, and the ground slid in the direction of the door.

With a deafening "boom" sound, the dark passage that originally appeared on the ground disappeared all at once, leaving only a two-meter-deep hole.

At the same time, Hei Niu and Gu Yixin fell to the ground one after another, and I was also stumbled by the sudden external force, if it wasn't for Gao Moli's pull, I would have fallen all over the place.

"Damn, my hip bones are about to dislocate, this broken house has fucking long legs, just go!" The black bull stood up with his butt covered and did not stand up.

"Let's go." Gao Moli pushed me in the direction of the door, and then turned around to pull Hei Niu and Gu Yixin.

I stared at the hole in the ground with wide eyes and said in surprise, "Oh no! The secret passage we came in is gone! How are we going to get out later? ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a "bang", and the two wooden doors suddenly closed tightly, and I ran over and pulled hard, but no matter how much strength I used, the two wooden doors were like welded iron doors, and they did not move at all.

The bust of the musician on the wall slowly changed his posture as if he had come to life, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he played the transverse flute again.

This time, the repertoire is very different from the previous ones.

The frenzied magic sound shot straight into the heart like a flurry of arrows. In an instant, my mind was pierced like thousands of steel needles piercing together, and the pain was abnormal.

I squatted on the ground with my head in my hands, and I couldn't control my head to hit the wooden door, but I also lost that the two doors were wooden, otherwise, with the strength of my impact, I was afraid that my brain would have already collapsed.

Gao Moli obviously couldn't stand this sudden magic sound, he threw the three-edged sword on the ground, pressed his head with both hands, his brows furrowed, and he couldn't tell whether it was pain or anger. After a few moments, he pulled out two black balls the size of fingernails from his pocket and stuffed them into his ears.

Hei Niu and Gu Yixin were like enchanted, the two of them got up from the ground, looked at each other and smiled, that smile was extremely weird.

Gu Yixin pulled out the paratrooper knife at his waist, held it tightly in his hand, and walked towards me with a smile.

The only shred of reason I have left reminds me that Gu Yixin's move is very abnormal, and I am afraid that it will be unfavorable to me. Even so, I didn't have the slightest strength to resist and dodge, and my brain was like a sharp arrow shuttling, and I was dying in pain.

Gu Yixin walked up to me and smiled even more weirdly, she raised the paratrooper knife in her hand and stabbed me in the chest without hesitation.

The blade refracted the cold light of the tactical spotlight, which was somewhat dazzling. I just closed my eyes and waited for the tip of the knife to stab.

I never thought I would die at her hands.

When my life was hanging by a thread, there was a sudden "poof" sound next to me, I endured the pain, opened my eyes and looked, only to see Gu Yixin holding a paratrooper knife and falling to the ground, and Gao Moli standing behind her.

"You...... You actually killed her! I rebuked with a pained look on my face.

"She's just fainted!" Gao Moli said, handing me two black cotton balls and stuffing them into my ears.

I tried to reach for it, but the sound of magic coming from the wall kept making my head crack, so I had to hold my head and slam it against the wooden door again.

Gao Moli grabbed me and stuffed the black ball into my ear without saying anything.

In an instant, the magic sound drifted away, and I sat on the ground gasping for breath, and my consciousness gradually recovered.

At this time, the black bull had already walked to the front of the case, cut his palm with a paratrooper knife, and was dripping his own blood into the incense burner.

"You're crazy!" I shouted at the black bull, and as if he didn't hear it, he poured blood into the censer, looking like he was performing some strange ritual.

"Don't move here!" After Gao Moli finished speaking to me, he walked quickly to the case.

As the black bull continued to drip blood into the incense burner, the original white smoke turned blood red, and it emerged from the incense burner like a ghost, ethereal and straight up.

The blood mist rises into the air, enveloping the portraits of musicians on the walls. The musician is like hiding in the red clouds, with shadows and shapes.

The rosewood wall next to the desk made a heavy "squeak" sound, like a wooden door that had been closed for thousands of years was opening.

Gao Moli grabbed the back of the black bull's coat, lifted him off the ground, and quickly evacuated towards us.

The black bull was like a walking corpse, and he didn't resist, with a stiff smile on his face, and let Gao Moli drag him. His palms were still bleeding, and the mottled blood dripped, like grains of cinnabar scattered, red and dazzling.

I helped Gu Yixin up and asked her to sit with her back against the wooden door. Reaching out and wiping it, she breathed evenly, as if she was asleep. It seems that Gao Moli really didn't have murderous intent just now, but just stunned her with just the right amount of force.

I am much more awake than before, and although I still have a faint pain in my head, I can already think clearly.

Gao Moli threw the black bull beside me, I got up and patted the black bull's face, the black bull stared blankly, grinning hehehe.

I said in surprise: "This flute sound is so fucking weird, how can Hei Niu and Gu Yixin seem to be enchanted after listening to it." ”

"This is the Dream Magic Flute, a kind of witchcraft in the ancient Dian Kingdom, which can record music in the transverse flute in advance and then seal it. Once the seal of the transverse flute is opened, the music hidden in it will sound. Now it is the Dream Devil Song, which ordinary people will enter a state of sleepwalking when they listen to it, in a strange form, completely out of the control of the subject. Gao Moli said, looked at me, and continued: "However, this magic flute is not enough to control our minds. ”

I suddenly remembered the black ball stuffed in my ear, the black ball seemed to only isolate the sound of the flute, but not the sound of our speech, so I asked Gao Moli curiously, what is it.

"The pearl grass on the shore of Fuxian Lake can resist the intrusion of this magic sound." With that, he walked over and picked up the three-edged sword on the ground, preparing to split the closed wooden door.

The wooden door was so hard that the blade of the sword left only a shallow mark.

Seeing that it was difficult to split the door for a while, I said to Gao Moli: "Why don't we find the secret passage that crawled in earlier, it can't be said that it is hidden underground." If we find it, let's leave this ancient building quickly. ”

"It's too late." Gao Moli said, looking at the rosewood wall engraved with the portrait of the musician.

I saw a bang on the wall, and there was a 90-degree rotation.

Behind the walls was a large dark room, and a puff of white smoke was rising from the floor. The smoke dispersed, and a black coffin could be faintly seen standing in it.