"This ...... No way? Is there such a strange well in the world? Er Zhu was completely stunned, "Then what's going on with this well here?" It feels a little too much. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoI'd rather believe the fucking tape recorder theory than the echo well plus the voice changer. ”

The barrage really exploded this time:

[Drunk, I still believe in the tape recorder]

[The tape recorder is obviously a little more reliable]

[This echo is too fake, right, and it loops automatically? ] 】

[Echo Strike + Voice Changer]

[It's a pity that the fat Pavarotti tenor is girly as soon as it is echoed]

[What's down there?] (Powder)

……

"No, there is really something wrong with this ghost place, the fat man has been keeping to himself all the way, and when he arrives here, he starts reciting inexplicably. This is clearly ......"

Fang Yan thought of one word, and Er Zhu also thought of the same word.

The two blurted out almost at the same time: "Serial Mechanism"!

"The person who touched the shrine in the tomb of Prince Yide has two destinies. 1. This person sacrifices himself to let others open the soul lock and enter the secret passage of the back tomb. 2. If this person wants to live, he obediently carries the shrine with him. Without exception, after coming out of the prince's tomb, there was more than one mechanism that echoed with the shrine, and we happened to run into the most evil one. But ......"

Fang Yan figured out a crucial point, and was immediately relieved: "This place is the gate of life, and it is a way of life left for us by Master Yuchen. Speaking of which, the enemy's accidental collision with Taiwan has done us a great favor. ”

"Why?" Xiao Nizi asked suspiciously.

"Ruyi Niang" is the code that Yuchen left on the mural, and he also designed the other organs of the prince's tomb himself. And you saw that tomb, there are no treasures, so the mechanism is not mainly to kill people and keep people, but is set up as a chain of mechanisms, and the way out or dead end in the back is coordinated with each other. ”

Speaking of which, Fang Yan demonstrated in person, standing higher than the position where the fat man had chanted poetry before.

He adjusted his luck, aimed at the well at the end of the road, and shouted in a high-pitched voice:

"Face-right-swift-wind-let's!"

After half a minute, the four sentences of the drama that were constantly circulating at the bottom of the well gradually weakened, and were replaced by the five words that Fang Yan had just chanted, "Face the wind."

The magic is that these five words are automatically covered into a superb opera, and as expected, this time it is a delicate female voice, singing poignantly and endlessly.

And the famous sentence of "Yasuo" is also the game house in the game group on the spot, although it is a big shout, but this kind of game-oriented gift instantly swept the screen.

"It's funny, I'll try it too."

Jin Ling'er also stepped forward with great interest, clamped her pink cheeks in the shape of a megaphone with her two small hands, took a deep breath, and shouted out a heartfelt word for the female fans in the live broadcast room:

"Emperor Yan! You're a big idiot! ”

About a minute later, the words of "Facing the Wind" were comically mixed with the sounds of "Emperor Yan" and "Big Fool...... The tune, which was originally very numbing to the scalp, gradually became inexplicably joyful.

Now the audience is not convinced, and there is really the ultimate combination of "echo" + "voice changer".

[This...... That's the fun? 】

[I'm dizzy, the anchor isn't worried about angering the one at the bottom of the well? 】

[The anchor really knows how to play]

[It's confirmed that there are no ghosts, of course you can play casually] (pink)

……

"Remember that fork? I said follow the enemy to the west, and you all want to go east! ”

Fang Yan smiled and rubbed the fat man's fat head and big ears, "At that time, the dead fat man also shouted 'Dong' after you in a daze." ”

"I see. It's not his own consciousness shouting. ”

Jin Ling'er suddenly realized, "It was the shrine that caused the fat brother to lose his soul and drag the troops back, so that we had to give up those secret passages that needed to climb up and go underground, and we could only take the only main tomb path; It was it that brought us here, and it was also it that made the fat brother improvise poetry. ”

"What a Yuchen, a great man! This road has been paved for more than a thousand years. Shengmen, the following is definitely Shengmen! ”

Erzhu was full of energy, and regardless of whether there would be any more slimy collapses on the road ahead, he stepped out first.

Wifi Man and Lord Wei took the lead, using a depth measuring instrument to measure the depth of the well to be less than thirteen meters.

Except for the soft structure that is not known throughout, there is basically nothing else to worry about.

The two of them entered the well one after the other, like a slide, and fell to the bottom of the well in the blink of an eye.

Jin Ling'er followed closely and slid in, and finally Fang Yan personally pushed the fat man into the pit.

At the bottom of the well, there is a pair of perfectly symmetrical jade-colored sound walls, nearly two meters high, erected into a glottis, and the longitudinal fissure in the middle resembles the glottic fissure of the human vocal cords.

It is worthy of being a "living tomb", and it really pays attention to a "live" word!

Although it is a forbidden place for the dead, it is full of life. The vocal cords in the throat not only have a fake and real shape structure, but can really make a sound, and it is still a popular opera of the ancients.

In the VIP voice, Lin Yuanshan was dumbfounded:

"Echo Stone? I can't imagine that there is such a large echo stone in the world? Or was it carved into the shape of a vocal cord? Combined with the details in the laryngeal cavity, it can not only perfectly amplify the echo, but also process the original sound into the taste of opera! Absolutely, really absolutely! ”

"So this thing is playing tricks?"

Erzhu recognized its shape at a glance, and it really looked like a vocal cord. It's good that this kind of mechanism is triggered during the day, but once it is at night, it will sing a "ghost show" when someone comes, and I am afraid that it can scare the timid master to death on the spot.

Erzhu just let out an exclamation, and immediately broke into a catastrophe. Just because he accidentally made some noise, he suddenly made people angry:

"Original...... It turned out to be this thing...... In pounding turned out to be ...... In the pounding ......"

Once the person and the "glottis" are too close, it is impossible to communicate with others normally.

Erzhu's sentence echoed and stacked hundreds of times in a very short period of time from the first word to the last word.

A large number of viewers in the live broadcast room just turned the sound system back to normal, but they were immediately frantically output by the wifi man, and a large wave of report letters came.

It was also this echo of the mystery that woke up the sleeping Lin Fatzi on the spot, and the first thing he encountered after opening his eyes was this demonic sound, if Fang Yan hadn't covered his mouth in time, the first round of complaining about waking up would definitely have forced half of the people in the live broadcast room to death.

The first thing he complained about must have been, "For Mao, I have an 'urn' around my neck?" Such an unfortunate thing! Which bastard came up with a bad idea? ”

That demonic echo lasted for three minutes, and Fang Yan would never forget how he survived these three minutes for the rest of his life, and he kept gesturing to make others stop talking.

The group covered their ears and walked out of the vocal cord room in pain, followed Fang Yan into a spacious cemetery, and did not regain their tranquility until they were more than a hundred meters away from the vocal cord room.

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Looking for the dragon gate, the ancestral hall of the patriarch -

"You give these keys to Yan'er for me."

The old shallot handed a string of six-in-one keys into Duan Yun's hands, and suddenly shouted sternly:

"I want you to kneel and swear!"

"Yes!"

Duan Yun knelt down with a thud and obeyed the teachings.

"I've been on this trip and haven't returned. Yan'er's child is emotional, and he will go to the Tianyan Conference in person to ask for an explanation in the future. ”

(To be continued.) )