Beidou appears too often?

Lin Ruoxue was stunned, after they entered here, they first visited the Beidou Formation Mechanism at the belly of the mountain, and then the Big Dipper Nine Star Stone Pillar in front of the door, and when they arrived in this hall, the nine pillars carved with the body of the drum were also visited according to the Big Dipper.

And the information in Zhouhu Village, the Southern Dipper, only appeared once.

"It's very frequent, indeed." She frowned slightly, such a cemetery, even if it is only a secondary tomb, the design in it is definitely thoughtful, containing some meaning, and there will be no so-called random arrangement.

But...... Why is that?

Jiang Xian took out his mobile phone with no signal, took a few photos of the Jiahu inscription, his eyes fell on the chapter grass written by Zhang Tianshi, and the seven words he saw on Longhu Mountain appeared in his mind again-

The ghost gate of the Eastern Ghost Emperor Town.

"The words Xu Zhenren showed me were written by Zhang Tianshi, but the two of them were called ghost emperors in the Eastern Jin Dynasty...... There is a difference of more than 100 years. His eyes narrowed slightly: "Time can't be turned back, that is to say, Zhang Tianshi has long recognized the two gods as ghost emperors, and it was only in the Eastern Jin Dynasty that they were transmitted by Taoism......"

"That's not right!"

"The Ghost Gate of the Eastern Ghost Emperor Town...... This sentence may also be replaced by the fact that the person who suppressed the ghost gate was the Eastern Ghost Emperor. ”

His eyes lit up slightly: "Because the statues of the two gods have suppressed the Dragon and Tiger Mountain for more than a hundred years, and they have accumulated enough merits and merits, Ge Hong, one of the four great heavenly masters, will write a book, so that the belief of the two gods will be promoted from the door god to the ghost emperor." ”

Zhang Daoling went to Longhu Mountain, Ge Hong upgraded his faith to suppress the two gods of the ghost gate, and Xu Xun's descendants sat in the mosquito-free village......

Three of the four great heavenly masters are inextricably linked to the surroundings of Longhu Mountain......

This is definitely no coincidence!

And what the three of them have in common, in addition to being the same four great heavenly masters, is that they have all been in charge of Tongtianfu.

"When Zhang Tianshi established Tongtian Mansion, he left some information about this surrounding area?" Jiang Xian's brows moved slightly: "Or...... The original purpose of the establishment of Tongtianfu was to deal with this? ”

He shook his head and didn't think about it anymore, according to Xu Zhenren, Tongtianfu didn't have any extra news about Longhu Mountain.

The most useful ones are the paintings that were shown to him.

Wait a minute......

Jiang Xian Huo Ran raised his head, and the contents of the picture scrolls instantly appeared in his mind, and finally fixed on the picture of the giant being divided and buried in various places: "No matter what reason the giant was divided, these tombs did correspond to various parts of his body at first. ”??

"Zhouhu Village and Mosquito-free Village are left and right hands......

"Nandou is destined for life, Beidou is destined for death......" He stared at the mural in front of him, turned to look at the nine pillars behind him, and said slowly: ??" The North and South Dipper are in the middle of the two hands, which is the meaning of holding life and death! ”

"Pan, think that you are in charge of life and death!"

"His control over death is stronger and more powerful, so Beidou has more layouts!"

"The nine stars of the Big Dipper correspond to the nine orifices of the human body. After the person dies, the nine knots are not smooth, so the layout of the Big Dipper is used outside the door and in the hall. Jiang Xian stepped forward and touched the notch on the pillar with his palm: "It is also because this place represents death that the difficulty will be much higher than that of Zhouhu Village." ”

"Even with the help of our predecessors, we have wasted a lot of effort to get here."

"In charge of life and death!?"

The face of the man with the credit knife couldn't help but froze, and his gaze towards the hall changed.

In ancient and modern times, in all eras, life and death are an extremely solemn topic. Whether it is the head of the state or the leader of the religion, when he declares that he is the son of heaven and the god descends to earth, he says things like returning to the heavenly realm after death.

No one will say that they are in charge of life and death, because no matter how powerful a person is, he will eventually grow old and die.

Once dead, this statement no longer holds.

The only one who can control life and death is the legendary god.

"Does he really think of himself as a god?" The man on credit looked around, and a puzzle appeared in his eyes: "But if you really think that you can control life and death, why did you build these cemeteries?" ”

yes, why?

Jiang Xian's eyes flashed, and Jia Hu said in the inscription that after feeling his vitality withering, the "plate" made people build a tomb, and said that this was the most satisfying for him...... Then, after being dismembered, he had no more......

The slate finally says that death is just a new life, which seems to have a long charm, but the picture scroll combined with the dismemberment of the corpse is extremely ironic.

But now, this sentence can't help but come to his mind: What if the rumors are true?

Is death really just a new life for him?

"Of the three immortal methods, the first one lifted my curse, Yun Zhongjun and the others have lived for an unknown number of years, which can be described as immortal." He turned his head and looked at the flickering blue flames: "Then the second immortal method, what if it is resurrected from the dead?" ”

Build your ...... the way it has always been

The most satisfying one......

Death is just a new life......

Jiang Xian didn't think much about it before, but at this time, judging from the layout of life and death, it seems that the Jiahu inscription on the stone slab, every sentence is a hint that the "plate" can be reborn in the tomb and reign on the earth.

"If that's really the case...... The relationship between that plate and Rong Wu is even more interesting. ”

Splitting the body after death completely cut off the possibility and chance of his resurrection, is this really something that believers can do?

But from the layout and murals here, as well as the news from Zhouhu Village and Xu Zhenren, it seems that Rong Wu is really a believer in "Pan".

God is not exactly like God, and believers are not exactly like believers. It was the first time Jiang Xian had seen such a strange combination, he looked at the exit between the two murals, walked over and patted the shoulder of the man with the knife: "Let's go, maybe the answer is behind." ”

"Also, this is just the first hall."

The man with the knife raised his head and stepped forward to push the door with his hand.

A slight grinding sound came from the side of the door, and the heavy stone door slowly opened to the sides. The moment the door extended out of the gap, a breeze came in, blowing the man's hat, he was about to increase his strength, his eyes suddenly shrank, and in the gap in the gate, a blue tongue of fire suddenly shot into his face!

The hands and feet suddenly exerted force, and the credit knife man instantly retreated several meters.

The door that had already opened the crack slammed open in an instant, hitting the wall with a bang. A gust of wind immediately poured into the hall from behind the door, and a blue flame came like a wave in an instant!

Jiang Xian's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately hugged Lin Ruoxue with one arm, his feet suddenly exerted force, and the whole person retreated several meters like a cannonball!

Waves of blue fire crashed to the ground, splashing in all directions like water, filling a large area around the front of the door, like a sea of fire.

Under the strong wind, the blue firelight in the hall continued to sway, and the shadows shook violently and flickered, and between the light and shadow, it seemed that countless figures had come out of the dark world.

"Hoo ......"

The flames did not invade again, Jiang Xian slowly exhaled, he put down Lin Ruoxue in his arms, and looked ahead.

Behind the open gate, a forest of blue fire flickered, swaying and shaking in the wind. On the ground below, large expanses of white bones wrapped in the flames of the forest, paving the entire road. On the surrounding walls, the white bones inserted into them emitted the same flames, reflecting the countless shadows around them.

The whirring wind brought a whimper, the flames shook and flickered, and thousands of ghosts and shadows were in turmoil, like a river of white bones in the underworld.

"A lot of bones...... How many people died here? ”

Lin Ruoxue, who left Jiang Xian's arms, looked ahead, looking forward with some shock. Hundreds of meters of corridor, paved to the end, Sen Sen's white bones are stacked all over the layer, even if she is bold, she can't help but feel her scalp tingle when she sees such a scene.

That's more than a few hundred!

"Thousands...... That's a lot of people anywhere. Once so many people gather in this vicinity, it is bound to attract attention. Jiang Xian looked at the ground in front of him, and there was still a hint of hesitation in his eyes: "Therefore, whether it is the Heaven and Earth Society, or the Kuomintang, it is impossible for the CC Party to gather these people to come to ......."

"Even, the number of people they add up can't be so large."

"Otherwise, there will be no relevant records on Longhu Mountain."

"What do you mean......" Lin Ruoxue looked at Jiang Xian, and then at the white bones in the corridor, a little incredulous: "These ...... Most of them are the bones of Rong Wu's ancestors? ”

"How is this possible?" She shook her head: "Ghost fire is phosphorus fire, the phosphorus in a person's body is limited, and these bones are the bones of people in ancient times." Then this place has been entered again and again, ignited again and again, and the phosphorus on the body should have been exhausted long ago, let alone the formation of this ghost fire Yin River. ”

"That's what puzzles me as well......"

Jiang Xian looked ahead, and the phosphorus fire on the white bones was gradually extinguishing: "But if it wasn't for Rong Wu's ancestor, where did he get so many corpse bones?" ”

"That...... Are you a little mistaken......"

The man with the knife came from behind, his clothes were torn, and he decisively cut off the place where the flames had been burned before.

"Even if the number of these bones doubles, even if the phosphorus in their bodies is not lost, it is impossible to gather into such a long river of ghost fire." He stepped forward and stepped on the last wisp of the ghost fire in front of the door: "The phosphorus contained in the human body cannot do this step by itself. ”

"There is definitely another reason for the formation of the ghost fire."

Another reason?

Jiang Xian and Lin Ruoxue glanced at each other, thoughtful in their eyes. As the fire in front of him dissipated, he took the lead and stepped on the large white bones.

The crisp cracking sound suddenly sounded one after another, and these bones were obviously much more fragile than normal. The flashlight shines on it, and even after the fire, the traces of the wear and tear of the years are extremely clear.

In the pile of bones, occasionally a wisp of blue fire rises and extinguishes, as if the ghost in the white bone road is floating and broken, and the soul is scattered.

The black long straight shook the white bones, revealing the stone slab floor below, and only some black residue remained, and the original appearance was no longer visible.

He continued on, and soon came to the end of the corner of the corridor.

The moment he turned around, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his hair was cold.

Directly ahead, several flocks stood on one foot on the rock wall, their green eyes closed. Beside them, a small mouse-like skeleton was stacked unevenly, apparently the bones of a sniper.

In front of their pointed beaks, a human skull sits in unison.