Even if you are a bold person, you have to follow what Yang Xuantong said, and divide the men into left and women to pass through this gate, after all, there is still a great time to enjoy, and no one wants to turn into ashes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The passage through the wall is not as direct as it was when you first entered, but with a lot of turns. Sometimes it's clear that you're going down, but it gives people the feeling of going up, and after a few turns, everyone's mind can no longer estimate the depth of the ground now.

Even if you don't need Yang Xuantong to remind you, everyone is very cautious when leaving, for fear of provoking something powerful.

The only thing that is easier is Nannan, because she is a ghost, even if she encounters any danger, she can quickly hide in Yang Xuantong's ring. And even if the owner of this tomb is powerful during his lifetime, he has been guarding it for a long time since now, and it is just a trace of residual thoughts guarding here.

The crowd stopped again, and there was a dead end in front of them. Yang Xuantong gave Zhou Shuran a look and motioned for her to push the wall blocked in front of her.

Now Zhou Shuran is a little interested, and her interest in the unknown situation overcomes the fear in her heart. also followed Yang Xuantong's example and stretched out a finger to push the wall, but people didn't move.

"Close your eyes, touch the wall, and feel it with your heart. When you feel it, you're able to push it away. Yang Xuantong said to Zhou Shuran, who was looking back.

Now she can't understand what she is talking to Zhou Shuran about her aura or not. But even if she doesn't understand this, she can feel it with her body, and the difference is just the length of time.

In the hunch, the owner of the tomb was actually waiting for the arrival of Zhou Shuran, the heir. As long as she feels it with her heart, the remnant soul of the tomb owner will also guide her.

According to Yang Xuantong's instructions, Zhou Shuran put her hands on the stone wall. But in her feelings, there was nothing special about it, only the coolness on the stone wall.

Zhou Shuran didn't say that she touched every inch of the wall, and she also tried to push hard when she touched it, but the wall still didn't move.

Just when Yang Xuantong was thinking about whether to remind Zhou Shuran, Zhou Shuran, who was a little annoyed in his heart, kicked the wall hard.

The creaking sound sounded again, and the wall moved under her kick.

"Look, I'll just say you're destined. The aura on this wall is constantly changing every moment, and only by pressing the right point of change can you push the wall away. Yang Xuantong looked at the stunned Zhou Shuran and said.

"This time it's still a man on the left and a woman on the right?" Zhou Shuran, who came back to her senses, asked with a smile.

Whether it's a fate or not, she doesn't care now, anyway, she opened the wall in front of everyone. It doesn't matter if he pushes or kicks, this is also his own performance.

Yang Xuantong nodded, "In ancient times, people paid more attention to distinguishing between men and women, because they attached more importance to yin and yang. Men are yang and women are yin, so they often have such considerations when designing what formations. ”

"Modern society is a bit worse, including when I arrange the feng shui pattern, I only pay attention to the overall flow of aura, and I don't think about these precisely. The former is more effective, but it has limitations. The latter is slightly less effective, but has strong adaptability. ”

He is instilling the idea of Xuanmen in Zhou Shuran little by little, otherwise he wouldn't have said so much in ink. Now Zhou Shuran is not very interested in Xuanmen, but he is a member of Xuanmen, and when he sees someone who is suitable for development in Xuanmen, he doesn't want to miss it just like that.

After passing through this gate again, everyone found that they could not go forward again. There was a ditch more than three meters wide in front of him, and the distance from the bottom was fifteen or sixteen meters after shining it with a flashlight anyway.

It can't be said that there is no way to pass, there is a chain bridge on it, and the wooden planks that were originally laid on the bridge deck have long been rotten, and only a few pieces are hanging diagonally on the iron cables.

"Isn't it? How is this going to happen? I don't know how many years this chain has been here, can it still hold up? Zhou Shuran said depressedly.

"Look, I told you to watch carefully, but you didn't listen. When you came over, you saw the chain bridge directly, but have you forgotten the character of the tomb owner? Yang Xuantong said with a smile.

"The owner of the tomb is a little naughty and likes to be suspicious. There were many fake tombs next to his real tomb, and he threw a lot of magic weapons into it to punish those who were greedy. ”

"Don't underestimate the ancients, although the technology at that time was not developed, their skills were very powerful. You just said that the two doors we came through will definitely not be destroyed by brute force, and even if I want to open them, it will take a lot of effort. ”

Yang Xuantong said as he looked around.

Although ancient shamans were also accustomed to making ritual utensils from human skin and bones, they were all special beings. Judging from what happened to him now, the tomb owner here should be a very reasonable person, and he will never harm others at will. Now that there is a chain bridge as a way to obstruct the eyes, there must be other ways.

If only he didn't have Professor Zhao and Director Liu, it would be simple, just let Nan Nan cast a spell and send everyone over. But now with them, she has to be treated as a "normal person", and everything has to be handled normally.

"Brother Yang, look, there seems to be something behind here." At this time, Tu Qingya said a word later.

Yang Xuantong walked over, there was a small space behind him, if he just looked at the front, it was really not easy to find. On this side of the table, a single-sided drum was placed, and although countless years have passed, the drum surface of this drum is still intact.

Yang Xuantong picked up the drum, curled his fingers and flicked it gently, making a muffled sound.

"This is the shaman drum, although I don't know what kind of leather the drum skin is made of, but it hasn't broken after so many years, which shows that it is extraordinary." Yang Xuantong looked at it for a while and said.

"The shaman drum is different from other drums in that it doesn't have a drumstick, but is struck with bamboo chips. Now if we want to go to the other side, we have to work on this drum. ”

"Then you just knock, didn't you just flick it with your fingers." Zhou Shuran said indifferently.

"I would like to, but knocking and knocking are not the same concept. I beat indiscriminately, even if I break the drum, don't expect it to pass. Yang Xuantong shook his head and said with a wry smile.

This is also where the tomb owner's calculation was wrong. He could deduce that there would be descendants, but he could not calculate the withering of the shaman.

Yang Xuantong estimated in his heart that at least he had to use the drum to beat out the drum beat when they invited God, so as to arouse the resonance of the aura here and open a path.