Inside the stone gate, there is another world. The whole sky was dark, there was a gray mist, and with the arrival of everyone's broken dust, it drifted strangely and wandered.

Bluestone pavement, the avenue stretches into the gray mist, I don't know how long, the width is about fifteen meters, there are mythical beast stone carvings to guard the left and right. There is a square outside, there are tens of thousands of terracotta warriors and horses standing, a large number can not see the evidence, under the misty gray mist, the lifelike terracotta warriors and horses, like a living person, looming quietly standing where, making people feel very weird.

The palace pavilion, the scale can be more huge than the fake palace outside, the majestic palace hall, there is a long and tall moat, as if this is the city of a prince, too huge, giving people a great shock in their hearts.

Everyone was in a daze, stupidly looking at some in front of them, although the gray fog was misty, and they couldn't see thirty meters away, when they were hazy, they could see the kind of scene that loomed in the fog, and gave people a mysterious, weird feeling, and it was very shocking to the sight.

"It's hard to imagine how much manpower, material resources, and time it took to build such a majestic and magnificent ancient tomb, which can be accurately called the imperial tomb of the city!"

Everyone showed that kind of unbelievable gaze, and their hearts were excited, and they felt how domineering and beautiful the ancient emperors were, so that they could be qualified to build this grand and majestic city imperial mausoleum.

A group of people, standing at the foot of a city wall dozens of meters high, looked up at the pavilion at the main gate of the city wall, and clearly looked at the three ancient characters of the big seal.

Walking into the city gate, you can see a main road, on both sides are the pavilions of the style of large and small dwellings, built with stone bricks and green tiles, which have existed for more than a thousand years, covered with dust, very old.

There are many forks in the main road, and this main road seems to be just the tip of the iceberg of this Luwang City, so big that it is difficult for everyone to estimate.

The gray world, in this city full of mystery and weirdness, some of them are so quiet, dead and quiet, shrouded in yin qi, and an inexplicable sense of oppression falls on everyone's hearts.

Nervous, curious, excited, scared, etc......

This is a group of people with different moods active, some greedy for money, have begun to choose a path to move forward alone, each moving forward separately, all looking for it, but they have forgotten their ultimate goal, and some of them are beginning to lose their eyes by the ones in front of them.

Some people found some antiquities, which were priceless, some people were envious, and their greedy hearts occupied the fear they were afraid of, except for Wang Buer and Chen Xiaoyu and Li Bing in the end, Chen Lubing and the cool man who followed step by step, they were all separated.

In this mysterious and weird, yin shrouded city, it can be called a yin city, they don't know what crisis there is here, Wang Buji wanted to dissuade everyone from separating, but after thinking about it, he didn't say anything, and left by them.

As soon as the yin wind blew, the mist drifted, and a chill hit, and the shirtless Wang Buji couldn't stand a big cold war, which caused the second daughter to laugh.

"No, I'll have to find out what clothes I can wear!"

Wang Buji said coldly, it was fake, but he paid attention to his image and morality, and he always felt that he was shirtless and playing tricks, which was enviable.

So, he came to what seemed to be an inn and opened a wooden door that had been sealed for thousands of years. There were a few bangs, and the already rotten wooden door couldn't stand his light pile, all of them fell apart, and the dust spread, so that everyone hurriedly retreated a few steps, and slowly dispersed with a hand fan to drive away the dust, and a few people showed curious eyes, a little nervous in their hearts, and walked in cautiously.

Suddenly, Chen Xiaoyu exclaimed, she saw dead people standing all over the house, she was so frightened that she quickly ran out, Li Bing also ran out, the cool man frowned and glanced at it, and also walked in. Only Wang Buer and Chen Lubing were left inside.

Wang Buer was indeed shocked in his heart, but for him, a Yin Yang Dao person, he had never seen anything, and it was just the corpses of dead people, which had long been commonplace.

That's it, not to mention that all of them are dead corpses in black armor, all dry and wrinkled, like mummies, and they are neatly placed in a small room, and there are more than twenty dead corpses, all of them holding bronze weapons, shields and spears. The face of the dead cadre, dead and quiet, gives people a sense of fear and fright.

"Oops, the clothes are good, I'll pick one too!"

Chen Lu Bing stepped forward without scruples, untied the black armor of a dead corpse, and untied the tattered ghost armor on his body, and put the intact dead corpse armor on his body without any grandeur, not to mention, it fits well, and it is also a lot more heroic.

Wang Buer was stuck in the pile of corpses, looking up and down at the many dead corpses, leisurely, like shopping on the street and picking clothes. However, he was surprised to find that the eyes of a dead corpse were round and open, and a pair of gray and dull eyeballs were covered with dust, just like the gray-white eyes of a dead fish, which was a little frightening.

The eyes of the other corpses were closed, but this corpse's eyes were open, which was a strange thing. But Wang Buji is not why, a dead corpse, his eyes are opened when he opens, maybe he will be like this before he dies.

"Well, there is still a breath of resentment, is it stiff!"

Wang Buji raised his eyebrows, he broke open the mouth of the dead corpse with his hand, and sure enough, he found that another cloud of gas was gathered in the throat of the dead corpse, but the corpse qi was not so heavy.

Just in case, Wang Buer still gave the dead corpse a low-level corpse suppression talisman, and moreover, he took off other people's clothes, revealing dry strips of meat.

Wang Buer directly put the armor on his body, which was just right, he originally specially picked the armor of the dead corpse that fits well, it fits very well, and his heroic posture is extraordinary.

He greeted Chen Lubing, who was studying the little brother of the dried corpse, and the two went out. However, when they walked out of the door, the talisman that Wang Buer had just pasted a yellow talisman on the forehead of the dried corpse had been destroyed by a strange spontaneous combustion.

Some are so unusual.

The group had been gone for a long time, and in this huge and endless city, Wang Fuji and the others looked tired, and they didn't know what they were doing in this city.

The curiosity about the ancient tomb before, as the world was gradually worn out, there was no end, they were upset, they complained, they were physically and mentally exhausted, they didn't know how to get out of this city, there was no way to retreat, and there was no end ahead, they were in a stalemate, and they were powerless to sit in the middle of a bluestone road.

Gradually, the deeper you go into this big city, the gray mist inside becomes heavier and heavier, and you can't see the ten meters in front of you clearly, except for it, there is an extremely cold yin qi in the air, as if there are countless ghosts floating in front of you.

Suddenly, the group was surprised, they saw an old man sitting at a table on the edge of the street in front of them, and there was a flag planted beside him, and four words could be faintly seen on this flag, but because of the gray and poor sight here, everyone did not see the appearance of the old man in the distance.

Wang Buer and the others were surprised, they were very surprised, how could there be an old man here, he was still a fortune teller, and looking at the three clear gods on the banner, it seemed to feel a little familiar, where had they seen it.

"Let's see!"

Wang Buer suggested, after all, in this lifeless tomb city of King Lu, it is not a good sign that an old man suddenly appears so strangely.

So the group walked over cautiously, Chen Xiaoyu and Li Bing were a little nervous, Shen Lubing was already nervously holding the bronze ancient sword in his right hand, but Wang Buji was also very nervous, but he was still very curious at most.

However, when they came closer, they saw that in addition to Shen Lubing, Wang Buer and Li Bing and Chen Xiaoyu shouted, staring at the old man with wide open mouths, stunned and surprised.

This old man has a lewd look, his old eyes are squinted, there are chrysanthemum-like tattoos, his cheekbones are protruding, it seems that his face is very thin, high nose, with a whitish sheepbeard, and his white hair is coiled in the center of the top of his head, wearing a black robe, looking like a master, he really looks like a professional magic stick.

"It's you old man, grandma's is really a narrow road, last time I cursed your master with a bloody disaster, I am still alive and well, now see how I clean up your old girl!"

Wang Buer looked at the old man in front of him, he glared and scolded, rolled up his sleeves, his face was happy, this fortune teller is not anyone, it is the old man who came to Changbai Mountain before, passed through Changbai Town, and Chen Xiaoyu met the fortune teller.

However, Wang Buer was stunned for a moment, he thought of a key point, showed a very surprised gaze, and asked curiously: "I said fortune teller, why are you here alone?" ”

Wang Buer's words suddenly made Li Bing and Chen Xiaoyu also curious, and they all showed surprised eyes and looked at the smiling face, not the old man who looked like a lewd and smiling dog like before, but now that he saw it, the old fortune teller showed a friendly smile, looked at Wang Buer, nodded straight, and did not speak.

Wang Buer was a little impatient, and saw the old fortune teller squinting at himself, which made him feel like a wolf staring, and said angrily: "I said that you are old and immortal and want to pretend to be a mystery and want to cheat money, hurry up and tell me how you came here, are you still a gold collector and tomb robber?" ”

"Huh!"

However, the old fortune teller chuckled twice, and the old voice of vicissitudes sounded, saying, "Little friend, can you let me count you!" ”

"Count you a ghost, Lao Tzu trusts you!"

Wang Buer scolded angrily, looking at him with disdain, and stabbed coldly.

However, the old fortune teller didn't mind Wang Buer's attitude of not respecting the old and loving the young, he was still smiling kindly, squinting at the chrysanthemum wrinkles on the corners of the old eyes, he stroked his whitish sheep's beard, and his squinting little eyes were very attentive, looking at Wang Buer nodding again and again, as if he was calculating something, and then he smiled: "Xiaoyou, have you often dreamed of some strange dreams recently!" ”

However, Wang Buer's heart suddenly tightened, he looked at the old fortune teller in a daze and amazement, and only frowned for a moment and said, "How do you know? ”

"Huh"

The old fortune teller chuckled twice and said, "You are so stupid, the old man is a fortune teller, of course he has calculated it!" ”

Chen Xiaoyu and Li Bing looked at Wang Buer with curious eyes, not knowing if the old fortune teller was true, waiting for Wang Buer's words.

Wang Buji stared at the old fortune teller with an old face and a smile, he was very surprised and puzzled in his heart, and said in his heart: "Could it be that this girl is a god?" Is it really calculated? I'm not always having weird dreams lately, even my experience is so realistic! ”

"You actually figured it out, why don't you explain to me, what is my 'dream'?" Wang Buer said, he wanted to see how the old immortal explained. "A dream is not a dream, you are not you, a person who changes his life against the sky, some are determined by heaven, and you will soon mourn your name!" The old fortune teller said with a smile.

When Wang Buji heard his incomprehensible words, he frowned, his face gloomy, and said, "What do you mean? A dream is not a dream, I am not me, what is the change of life against the sky, and it is still determined by the sky? And curse me to die, you old immortal talking nonsense! Speaking of the back, Wang Buji was angry and scolded.

However, the old fortune teller still didn't mind smiling and squinting his eyes, and said with a smile: "In this life, your life will be determined by the sky, and you can't go against the sky anymore, remember to remember!" ”

However, when the old fortune teller finished the last sentence, his whole body turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared directly.

This really calmed Wang Buer and the four of them, and they looked stupidly at the empty chair, only the three-reckoning flag fluttering in the wind, which was too abrupt and weird, as if the old fortune teller had never appeared, and returned to calm.

"Is he a ghost?"

Chen Xiaoyu's frightened eyes were almost stupid, and he screamed with his mouth open.