At this time, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion had been burned to the ground, and looking at the mess around me, I said in my heart that it was really a sin. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The info monk was still thinking about those relics. Although the relics can withstand the fire, there are ashes after the fire everywhere, and the shadows of those relics have long been gone.

But then, I suddenly remembered that I still had a bone relic on my body. I was afraid that the blood cicada would get into my mouth, but I didn't expect that the situation would change rapidly, and the relic on my body became the last one.

And the master didn't plan to go with us, but now Lao Tian is dead. He is a master, so to speak, he is powerless, and finally decided to go with us.

There is no need to worry about the fire source for the time being. Han Shichang's equipment is very sufficient, and there are still a lot of fire folds and fire oil in the baggage of the master and Lao Tian, which is enough to last for a few days.

The exit of the Pavilion leads to a straight passage to the tomb. When I walked into the tomb, I found that the lantern in the tomb was still on. The master speculated that this should be done by the group of people who were following them, and he didn't know what the current situation of the seventh master was.

Since this tomb master has walked through it once before, we don't have to worry about the hidden mechanism here, and the three of us quickly passed through the tomb road. Less than half a pillar of incense, a two-person tall double tomb door appeared at the end of the tomb passage. Different from the tomb statues of Fuxi and Nuwa Town in the Central Plains, these two tomb doors are carved with very exaggerated lines and the "Bamboo King Statue" that is very popular in the local area.

There is no doubt that the door of the tomb has been opened. I'm curious, how did Han Shichang open such a heavy stone door at that time? The master said: "This door was not opened by the seventh master, when we fled here, the tomb gate is what it is now." Moreover, looking at the thickness of this stone gate, there are no dozens of people, and it is impossible to move it. ”

I said in my heart that it was really an evil sect, it wasn't you, who did it? The monk told me not to dwell on these details, if the stone gate was not opened, then we would be miserable. With the three of us, trying to push open these two doors is a fool's dream. We are now reaping the benefits of fishermen, what do you care about so much?

The master also echoed at this time and said, let's not dwell on it here, let's go in first.

Three people squeezed into the tomb door one after another. When I entered, I found that this was supposed to be a burial room on the outskirts of the dungeon. The funeral room was full of all kinds of funeral goods, and the monk and I were immediately happy. Most of these funerary objects were like nothing I'd ever seen before. For example, the gold-plated dragon bronze mirror placed directly opposite the tomb door. I've seen a lot of bronze mirrors, but it's the first time I've seen a bronze mirror like this one-man high.

The monk couldn't close his mouth at this time. He looked at this, touched that, and looked like a miser.

The master on the side quickly interrupted the sweet dream of the two of us, he coughed and said, "I said the two of you, let me say something that shouldn't be said." Judging from the style, if these artifacts are sold on the black market, they are definitely worth a lot of silver. But have you ever thought about it, can you really take out the artifact here? ”

As soon as Master's words came out, I was immediately beaten back to reality. The smallest of these artifacts in the burial chamber was more than one person tall. No matter which one you put outside, it's a sought-after item. But the problem is that with our current situation, I'm afraid we won't be able to take out any of these artifacts.

The monk's face turned green suddenly, but he was not good at attacking, after all, the truth of what the master said. However, according to the monk's style of doing things, he obviously would not have given this opportunity so easily. The big objects could not be taken away, so he began to think about searching for something in the funeral goods that could be put in the baggage.

At this time, I began to ponder the bronze mirror in front of me. To be honest, the first time I saw it, I felt that it was not an ordinary copper mirror. The surface of the bronze mirror is polished, so that even after many years, the copper mirror still shines as bright. The ornamentation around the mirror is also carefully plated with a layer of gold.

Gold plating is an expensive but effective anti-rust treatment that is guaranteed to last for thousands of years. On the back of the bronze mirror, there is a line of small characters left in the hot stamping technique. I was going to read something from these characters, but then I realized that these were not Chinese characters at all, but should be Yi script.

I remembered that the monk had mentioned that the master was an expert in this area, and maybe he also knew Yi Wen. I was about to call the master over, but after looking around, I found that the master was now being fooled by the monk and helping him translate the Yi records on those spiritual vessels. Looking at the monk's expression, he seemed to have found something interesting.

I was about to go over, but the moment I walked past the bronze mirror, out of the corner of my eye, I inadvertently caught a glimpse of a strange phenomenon.

I was stunned. Because I noticed a detail, when I walked in front of the bronze mirror just now, I found that something was wrong inside the bronze mirror, it seemed that something was missing?

Normally, if I am standing in front of the bronze mirror, and there is only a fire source nearby, then my mirror image will inevitably appear in the bronze mirror. But I just noticed that when I walked in front of the bronze mirror, my mirror image did not appear in the mirror.

At first, I didn't feel scared, my first reaction was that I was dazzled, or that something was wrong with the mirror. To confirm this conclusion, I walked back and stood in front of the bronze mirror.

This time I looked very closely, and by the light of the fire, I confirmed that there was indeed no mirror image of me in the bronze mirror. For a moment I was a little confused and thought, what is going on? Am I mistaken? This object in front of you is not a bronze mirror at all?

At this time, I still didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, and my heart said could it be that the light was too dark, so this happened? Or is there a mystery hidden in this bronze mirror?

Just as I was about to step forward and take a closer look. At this time, I suddenly noticed that there was not nothing in the mirror. I could see the torches in the mirror, the baggage on the ground in the mirror, and even the stone door behind me. I can see all of them, but I can't see a mirror image of myself!

In other words, it is not a matter of light, and there is no hidden mystery in the bronze mirror. It's not this bronze mirror that's in question, it's myself!

By this time, I was already breaking out in a cold sweat on my back. I subconsciously waved the torch in my hand at the bronze mirror. At this time, there was a creepy scene in the mirror!

I saw that the position of "me" that should have appeared in the mirror was now blank. However, the torch in the mirror is exactly the same as the movement of the torch in my hand!