I was violently excited, and at the moment when Song Jingtong's voice just fell, the originally calm water surface began to flood, and the blood-red river water, as if boiling, burst with blood-colored blisters. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The rotting wooden coffin floating on the water also began to change, this place is too evil, I just escaped death, I don't want to risk my life, I feel like I want to retreat.

"Wow!" Rhubarb barked wildly, staring at the water, and ran towards the water as fast as he could.

"God-given, this is the strange formation, this is the source of true evil!" Song Jingtong was a little silent, her face was shocked, and the abnormal movement of the river made my already palpitating heart suddenly mention my throat.

The floating coffin began to decompose into strips of wood as the water of the Dark River changed, and at the same time, countless red and hideous skulls emerged from the blood-colored river.

"What is this?" I lost my voice and rubbed my eyes, as if I was afraid that I had seen it wrong.

I saw my grandfather, Ding Wutong, and a mysterious back, wielding a butcher's knife and holding a torch high, killing many people, even the elderly, women and children, and there was a river of blood everywhere he went!

"This should be the scene where your grandfather slaughtered the Qin family back then, and the unjust souls here were restrained by the formation and imprisoned under the river." Song Jingtong explained to me, looking at the scene in front of her, she was also stunned, even if she passed through the blood inheritance limit, she couldn't see clearly.

I glanced at the river by the light of my headlamp, and the hideous skeleton, as if drawn by the light, strangely surfaced and attacked me.

Buzzing!

The Great Thunder Bow trembled, and a strange power flowed through my meridians, and suddenly I grabbed the Great Thunder Bow tightly, pulled the bowstring, and rushed towards the skull.

Shout!

A bright light burst out from the bowstring, and suddenly those hideous skulls, as if sensing mortal danger, poured into the blood-red river bottom to hide.

I'm in good spirits, the Great Thunder Bow is not a mortal thing. There is a natural restraint against the evil things formed by resentment in the dark river water.

The river was surging, the blood-red water splashed against the coffin, and countless hideous blood skeletons emerged from the water, like an execution ground that had just been executed, which was very terrifying.

The abyss was shrouded in a layer of mist, and I held the Great Thunder Bow, and flicked the bowstring left and right to kill all directions, as if the barking of the rhubarb also had a deterrent effect on the skulls formed by the resentment, and they clinged to the broken coffin, and did not dare to step forward.

"Bang Bang!" A sudden sound came out in the distance, and I took advantage of the light of the headlamp to shine away, and I saw countless hideous skulls, starting from the center of the river, began to gather frantically, and a huge skull condensed in an instant.

"This is the Qi Condensation Method, who is it that uses such vicious means to let the resentment gather here, just to prevent the tomb robbers from entering?" Song Jingtong glanced at me, and I immediately understood that my grandfather was definitely one of the masterminds, and the third uncle of the Southern Sect, who was called the Emperor of Thieves, was the mastermind behind the scenes.

It seems that Song Jingtong's analysis is quite reasonable, but so far, after opening the stone door leading to the Yongdao in the ancestral hall of the Ding family, I want to step into an unknown mysterious underground world, and its thrilling degree far exceeds the tomb of Fan Wencheng, and even today, including the previous tomb, I can't be sure whether the owner of the tomb is Fan Wencheng or the legendary Third Prince Zhu.

I don't know where I am. I don't know where the exit is, but I can be sure that Song Jingtong and I are at least a hundred meters below the depths of the earth, which I estimated based on the length of the abyss, not including the Yongdao, the length of the Netherworld Cableway will not be less than three hundred meters at least.

"God, let's go, the Great Thunder Bow can't suppress them for too long, it will only backfire when the time comes, this Great Thunder Bow should appear here more than once, look here!" Song Jingtong pointed to a boulder on the bank of the river, which weighed about a thousand catties and was as large as my arms stretched out.

This boulder is very large, the roots are deeply embedded in the earth, and on the rough stone surface, there are several simple ghost drawing symbols, one of which is in the shape of a crossbow, which looks very similar to the Great Thunder Bow in my hand, except that there are three arrows missing.

"This is a book, judging from the handwriting, the age is not very far away?" Song Jingtong frowned, not finding more useful clues.

"Wait! There's also a line of small print underneath that. "Because I am wearing a headlamp, my vision is much better than that of Song Jingtong, who lost my headlamp.

Through the dim light from the headlamp, a line of small words came into my eyes: "In the fourth year of the Republic of China, entrusted by people, I came here to find treasures, and then encountered a sneak attack by thieves, and wrote this passage when I was dying, hoping that one day future generations will see it, and bring this last word back to Guangming Tun, Ge Qingtian wrote a masterpiece..."Gollum I subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of spit, it turned out to be Ge Dazhuang's grandfather, how could he bury his bones here.

I was puzzled, but I didn't find his bones, I searched all around, and I only saw the small lines he wrote on the stone.

"God-given you said what his last words were, there is nothing left by him around here at all, out of this line of small print." Song Jingtong was also puzzled, Ge Qingtian and my grandfather were from the same period, and before he disappeared, he and Song Jingtong's grandfather Sun Laofu governed Guangming Tun together, which was quite prestigious.

"Ah, that's a mess. The clues are all intermittent, so is the ancient book, and so is the thing that my grandfather asked me to find, and what is it now! "I got bored and started to go crazy, this clue didn't have any value to me, it didn't connect with what had happened before.

Rhubarb swam out of the water, holding a cloth bag wrapped in oiled paper in his mouth, and barked at me twice before I noticed.

"What is this?"

"Could it be Ge Qingshan's relic? Tianci called to take a look, maybe there will be clues we need in a few years. "The water began to churn, and everything became unsettled, and the hideous skulls gathered little by little, and they had grown beyond the size of a coffin, but derived limbs.

I ignored these, shook the water on the oil paper, and carefully peeled off the oil paper layer by layer, what was inside became the most concerned thing for Song Jingtong and me.

The cloth bag opened, and there was nothing but a silver longevity lock, a pen without ink, and a compass with water in it.

I couldn't help but be disappointed, "Huh? Heaven for you? Song Jingtong was playing with the longevity lock, and the eight characters engraved on it were actually Ge Dazhuang's.

Could it be? What is the connection between this, I thought so, looking at the pen in my hand, I didn't see the reason, obviously this was not Ge Qingshan's last words.

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