King Zhuang's Curse Chapter 31: Qinggui Reincarnation Tower (1)
Tiger and Qin Xiaoxiao set off at the earliest, and the genius Meng Mengliang arrived at the East Palace near Houdong Village. According to www.biquge.info the location marked on the map, it is directly below National Highway 310!
Even if they have archaeological documents, they can't dig up the national highway, not to mention that there are vehicles coming and going on the road, and the two of them are all in trouble, squatting on the side of the road and staring wide-eyed.
Half an hour passed, and the two were still clueless.
Seeing that the tiger was about to fall asleep, Qin Xiaoxiao was so angry that she took off the top hat that covered the tiger's nose: "Are you a man, think of a way!" β
"What does this have to do with whether I'm a man or not!" The tiger said helplessly.
"Won't you make a hole from the side?" Qin Xiaoxiao said angrily.
"You think I'm Lao Li, don't you know, in order to resist pressure, the outer walls of this underground palace are all made of granite, and you can't enter without going through the main entrance."
"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, what's the use of you?"
Qin Xiaoxiao was so angry that she scratched her head, seeing that the tiger was still lying lazily on the side of the road, looking leisurely, she really wanted to step forward and kick him twice.
With the tiger is simply a mistake!
A large truck drove head-on, bringing up a burst of sand, and the tiger hurriedly lowered the brim of his hat to block his face, but Qin Xiaoxiao was tragic, and her long hair was covered with dust in an instant, and she choked and coughed.
At this time, she was really angry, kicked and scolded the tiger, and pushed it to the middle of the road: "What's the use of you? It's better to be killed! β
But before the words fell, a sedan just rushed over at the turn behind him, the speed was very fast, the driver should be in a hurry, and it was too late when he saw the tiger.
The grinding sound of the brake pads was sharp and harsh, and the tires drew a blue and black arc on the road, still hitting the tiger squarely.
The cracks in the windshield were dense, and the tiger rolled down ten meters away.
At that moment, Qin Xiaoxiao was already blinded, and ran over tremblingly, her heart full of remorse. The driver also ran out of the car, his legs trembling with fright, and he looked like a novice who had just learned to drive.
The tiger touched his head and slowly stood up, and when he looked at it, the windshield of the brand-new car was cracked in a large piece, and he blamed himself very much, so he smiled and said to the driver: "Man, I'm sorry, is your car okay?" β
The driver, who was still in a panic, was confused all of a sudden, and stood there with an extremely ugly face, and was stunned for a while before he spoke: "No...... It's okay! It's okay! β
After finishing speaking, he smiled reluctantly at the tiger, turned around and ran into the car, and disappeared as soon as he slipped through the smoke.
This driver, I don't know if he thought he had seen a ghost, or if he thought he had hit the tiger stupidly, anyway, judging from the speed of his escape, he was definitely scared.
Qin Xiaoxiao was naturally surprised, but when she saw the tiger lying on the side of the road and squinting her eyes like no one else, she was not worried for a moment.
Because she suddenly realized that the tiger was called the living dead, it must not be as simple as sleeping with Madame LΓΌ Buwei.
After a false alarm, the two fell silent and fell into deep thought.
The sun slowly crept over the treetops, and there were more and more pedestrians on the road. They came the earliest, but they didn't start work for a long time, so they might as well sleep at home for a while!
"Hey!" Qin Xiaoxiao shook the tiger, "Have you slept enough?" β
The tiger waved his hand and said: "I don't know when I sleep in spring, I hear birds everywhere......"
Qin Xiaoxiao, who had already lost her anger, suddenly became angry again: "It's summer now, okay!" You sleep and die! β
At this moment, the tiger lifted the brim of his hat, looked at both ends of the national highway, stood up and shouted: "Start work!" β
Qin Xiaoxiao was confused: "This is a national highway, and if you dig it up, you have to bear a big responsibility!" β
The tiger smiled slightly: "Do you see a car on this road?" β
Qin Xiaoxiao looked at both ends, and within her field of vision, except for the pedestrians crossing the road, there was really not a single car! Just now, there were still cars coming and going, and in the blink of an eye, all of them were gone. I've been thinking about how to get underground, and I don't even notice it.
"We only have five hours, we have to get up." Tiger said.
"Did you arrange it?"
"Of course, this Houdong Village is my hometown, but the rights of friends are limited, at most five hours, you must come out!"
At this moment, Qin Xiaoxiao suddenly looked at the tiger with admiration, and she realized that under the appearance of the tiger's wooden appearance, there was a meticulous and unfazed heart.
In the distance, a forklift slowly approached, and it was the manpower that the tiger had found in advance. In less than half an hour, the good asphalt road was chiseled and sunk more than ten meters deep.
Before leaving, the tiger's guy didn't forget to instruct: "Be quick, I will re-pave the road when you come out!" β
After using the Luoyang shovel to detect and locate, the tiger skillfully dug a robbery hole dozens of meters deep, diagonally downward, and went straight to the entrance of the underground East Palace.
The entrance is a cyan stone door, pointed at the top and bottom, like a green gyu, and the pattern of two snakes circling is also carved on it.
Due to the urgency of time, the tiger didn't say a word, and stepped forward to push open the stone door. But as soon as he stepped into one foot, he immediately froze and hurriedly retreated.
One has to admire the reflexes of the tiger.
Because there is no road under your feet! Like a malfunctioning elevator, the door opens, but the inside is empty.
The searchlight shines away, and the bottom is not visible underfoot, and a pointed tower is faintly visible under the abyss.
"Oh my God!" Qin Xiaoxiao exclaimed, "This tower is hidden under the abyss, how can it be passed!" β
The tiger didn't speak, his eyes were still calm, like his heart that was born without fear. Although he was not angry, he must have felt hopeless about the scene in front of him.
"You're not a cat, cats can do light work, you jump straight down!" The tiger laughed.
In this situation, only he can make jokes.
Qin Xiaoxiao also took the lead: "You're not a living dead, why don't you die!" β
The two stood at the entrance, and after looking at the abyss, they were all silent. If you want to go down, you can only climb a smooth rock wall at 90 degrees, and if you make a mistake, you will be crushed.
But time waits for no one, and if they don't act quickly, National Highway 310 will be repaved, and they will be sealed underground.
The tiger took out the long rope from his backpack, looked at Qin Xiaoxiao and said, "It seems that you can only go down." β
At this entrance, the space is small, the surrounding rock walls are smooth, and there is no place to tie ropes at all.
Qin Xiaoxiao was a little skeptical that the tiger could hold her, and then she thought of the scene of the tiger on the road, and she had great confidence in him.
The tiger wrapped one end of the rope around his left arm, held it tightly with his right hand, and tied his horse like a statue, not moving at all.
Qin Xiaoxiao climbed down the rope, and when she was close to the top of the tower, she kicked up the rock wall with her feet, swung up, let go of her hand, and jumped onto the tower. With such a big impact, the tiger didn't move at all, Qin Xiaoxiao couldn't help but say to herself: "Is this tiger dead or alive!" β
The tiles at the top of the tower are carved with green jade, each piece is the same size, the texture is delicate, and the jade quality is fine.
Qin Xiaoxiao, who often haunts the cultural relics world, can be sure at a glance that the value of this green jade is only one piece, which is enough for a lifetime of enjoyment.
It was dark and silent, the cliffs were smooth, and there was no bottom below. This green jade pagoda, as if it grew from the heart of the earth, is like a giant Shangfang sword, showing the majesty of the emperor.
Qin Xiaoxiao stepped on the edge of the top of the tower, her body was parallel, and she pounced downward, hooking her toes hard, swinging into the tower in a 180-degree arc. Such a smart posture amazed the tigers watching from afar.
Turn on the searchlight, and the tower is empty, except for a row of steps that spin down to the bottom of the black hole. Qin Xiaoxiao understood in her heart that the more empty the place, the more hidden killing intentions.
Judging from her years of experience in the field, there must be a chance here.
Qin Xiaoxiao closed her eyes, and made a "cooing" sound in her throat, like the cry of an owl in the night. The sound is not loud, but it is extremely penetrating, resonating with the cliffs and piercing the eardrums.
Even the tiger sleeping at the entrance covered his ears and shouted, "Sister, stop quickly, or you will have to give me artificial respiration!" β
Qin Xiaoxiao frowned, her voice suddenly stopped, and her body unconsciously took two steps back.
Judging by the echo of the feedback, something was approaching directly in front of her, coming from the rock wall at the top!
"Could it be ......" Qin Xiaoxiao muttered in a low voice, and pulled off the hairpin on her head.
Her long black hair poured down like a waterfall, and drops of sweat gradually formed on her forehead.
She had encountered this situation many times in the imperial tombs in the past, although she didn't know what it was, but things that could not be seen by the naked eye were commonly known as ghosts.
The hairpin tightly clutched in her hand was a dowry gift from her father to her mother, and she would wear it on her head every time she went to the ground, and no one knew why.
I saw Qin Xiaoxiao dancing a hairpin out of thin air, drawing an unknown symbol, dressed in black, with long hair reaching her waist, she was in her 30s, and she did not lose her girlish demeanor at all.
After a while, the hairpin was covered with blood-red filaments, as thin as the silk threads spit out by the ice silkworm, and it didn't take long for it to turn into a wisp of black smoke and disappear into the air.
This kind of thing that cannot be seen with the naked eye and cannot be named, but it can kill people and be invisible.
Because she had seen with her own eyes in the imperial tomb, a person's pores were full of red spots, and on the third day after going out, that person forcibly used his nails to buckle off every piece of skin and flesh on his body, and his death was extremely ugly.
It seems that the magic machine has been broken, but that's it, Qin Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief and recoiled her hair.
Just as she was about to put on a hairpin, a cold hand quietly put on her shoulder from behind.