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Thousands of years ago, the leader of the Shang tribe died on the bank of the Ming River because of water control, and the leader of the Zhou tribe abandoned and died in the field of Duguang because of the people of the religion.

The exact location of the banks of the Naruto River and the Metropolitan Hirono is not recorded in the history books, and no one knows it to this day.

However, there is a folk legend that the god of death made an exception to make a life and death contract in order to reward the two benevolent kings, and after a thousand years, he could be reincarnated as a king and benefit the people of the world.

However, those who have been favored by death have actually lost even more!

There is a certain number of things to survive, and while the Grim Reaper makes an exception for it, it will inevitably make others pay for it, that is, their offspring's life will be halved.

The curse set by the Grim Reaper for their descendants is known as the Dead Machine and the Abandoned Machine.

As a descendant of abandonment, King Zhou Zhuang spent his life seeking a way to crack it, and finally found the heart of the ice dragon and the heart of the black dragon, cast it into a soul restoration mirror, and before he could fight the curse of death, his life came to an end.

King Xi succeeded to the throne, faked his death and entered the tomb of King Zhuang, and used the soul restoration mirror that his father found all his life to lift the curse of death and seal the abandoned machine forever under the tomb.

From then on, the curse of death became the curse of King Zhuang, and the dead machine and the abandoned machine were also collectively referred to as the life and death contract.

The abandoned machine has become a barrier in King Zhuang's mausoleum, and none of the people who want to enter the tomb to steal the soul restoration mirror can escape, because it is not a mechanism set up by humans at all!

The Han tomb we are in now, it doesn't matter who the owner is, what can be determined is that he is a descendant of the underworld, and he wants to lift the curse for himself with the help of King Zhuang's soul mirror, because of some unknown reasons, he can only die and be buried in the tomb of King Zhuang, and the underworld is also sealed here.

Therefore, this Han tomb has also become a part of the tomb of King Zhuang, so it can also be called the tomb of King Zhuang. ”

Song Yulu said these words word by word, just like reciting a text, she could hear it, and she studied these things deeply.

The most important thing is that what she said coincides with the legend that the old man told us before, and it is a perfect complement, and it is precisely because of this that I am speechless.

Whether it's a legend or a fiction, if you can say it reasonably, without disclosing it, you have to be vigilant, not to mention that I'm still such a fantasizing person.

I was puzzled by something, so I asked Song Yulu: "Before we climb down the copper lock, you said that the life and death contract is the price of taking away the Hellfire Mirror, and the price is the abandonment mark on our wrists. ”

Song Yulu looked at me with a smile: "You had to go home at that time, I had no choice, so I had to lie to you, that was nonsense." ”

“……”

I'm really depressed, but there's no reason to be angry because it's good news for me.

Song Yulu then sarcastically said: "I already told you when I was at home, the Abandoned Spirit Mark is artificial, and it has nothing to do with these legends, it's you who are stupid!" ”

When she said this, it was true, we thought too little, this little girl, in order to keep us, she did everything, is it really just to save Song Ming?

I know that she won't say it, and what she says may not be true, so I don't even have the desire to ask her.

She has explained the life and death contract clearly, so it's time to get into the subject.

Song Yulu's grinning face became solemn, looked at us and said, "There must be someone among us who has fallen into the underworld, otherwise, this should be the entrance to King Zhuang's mausoleum!" ”

None of us spoke, because we didn't understand a word.

Song Yulu also saw our confusion, and said: "The underworld exists invisibly, which can be understood as a concept, for example, you want to choose a thing in a certain place or at a certain moment, it can be a fork in the road, it can be an action, and it can even be entangled in the end to blink your eyes." ”

We shook our heads, confused, still not knowing what she was talking about......

Song Yulu was also anxious: "Oh, the underworld machine is not something that words can express, let's put it simply, which of you was particularly entangled in something along the way, and finally had to make an inexplicable choice?" ”

"We've been walking together, the tomb is so gloomy, go straight forward, how can I have the heart to decide something, I don't have obsessive-compulsive disorder!" The cousin smiled and shook his head.

Hearing my cousin say this, we suddenly thought of the blind man, who hadn't been with us for a while.

Everyone looked at the blind man with their eyes, and the blind man was also frightened, for fear that he had really fallen into the dead machine, thought about it and thought about it, and said timidly: "I don't know ...... either"

"It's really hard to judge, an unintentional act can be a trap of the underworld, who can remember it!" I said depressedly.

"It's easy to judge, it's just that I can't express it clearly, it just sounds a little mysterious, as long as you meet someone you meet, you can remember it." Song Yulu said with a very sure look.

However, a long time has passed, and we stand in place and meditate, still not thinking of what we missed, partly because Song Yulu's description is too abstract for people to remember.

Everyone didn't speak, and the atmosphere was a little awkward, so I asked Song Yulu: "What will happen to the people who fall into the dead machine?" ”

"If the bet is lost, the entrance to the tomb of King Zhuang will be closed, and there will be an extra white bone in the burial ground, this person is no different from ordinary people in the tomb, as long as he leaves the mausoleum, it will become a pile of meat puree."

What Song Yulu said always gave me goosebumps, and I was going to ask her something, but after thinking about it, I forgot it.

My cousin picked up my words and asked, "What if I win the bet?" ”

"If you choose correctly, the Grim Reaper will continue to gamble with you until you lose!"

"According to what you say, it is certain death, what is the point of us going to the grave?" The blind man asked.

"Surely you will die!" Song Yulu said coldly, and suddenly burst out laughing, "Okay, don't scare you, in fact, we're all fine, the dead machine is just a legend, even if there is, you won't encounter it from this thief hole!" ”

“……”

I really convinced, if she were a man, the three of us would definitely rush up and beat her.

Before I said that her acting skills were poor, she was simply slapping herself in the face, she made this big joke, her face was not red, and we were completely into the play.

Seeing that we were all so angry that her face turned blue, Song Yulu smiled even more happily: "Haha, Brother Chen Tu, you are a college student, you also believe what I said about such superstition!" ”

I didn't bother to pay attention to her, and said with anger: "Where is the entrance to King Zhuang's mausoleum, tell me quickly!" ”

"Call you stupid, you still don't admit it, I have reminded you, this Han tomb is built on the tomb of King Zhuang, and the entrance must be under your feet!"

When I looked down, there was a large square area of earth under my feet, slightly different from the surroundings, and it would be difficult to spot in the dark corridor unless I had deliberately looked at it with a searchlight.

Just as I was looking closely at the ground, my hand habitually inserted into my pocket, and in just a second, my heart tightened like an electric shock.

Button!

It occurred to me that when I first entered the cemetery, I saw white buttons on the ground, and I inexplicably made a tangled choice, and finally I didn't even know why I didn't tell everyone, and quietly put it in my pocket.