"Perhaps, those saints who exist in myths and legends are the ancient sages we are familiar with......"

Three emperors, five emperors and seventy-two kings, the sages of the hundred schools of thought, they are all rumored to be mysterious, not like people in the world, so it can be imagined that everything buried under the underground palace of Qin Shi Huang's mausoleum is not so simple, and there are many secrets hidden. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Perhaps, they are praying to the heavens, communicating with the great beings in the underworld, and conveying the great wishes of all beings.

Perhaps, they really have great supernatural powers, great power, flying to the sky, burning mountains and boiling seas, omnipotent, the ancient stars can no longer accommodate their existence, so they cast the stone gate to the sky, open the road of time and space, leave their hometown, and ascend to the world of the thirty-three heavens.

Perhaps, the Earth Star is just a transit station, a temporary resting place for those transcendent beings, and a scenery on their long life.

Maybe......

What happened in those endless years ago, no one in this world knows, everything is just speculation, only one thing is certain, the ancient ancestors have forged the stone gate to the sky, crossed the vast void, and ascended to the thirty-three heavenly worlds.

"Hey, why haven't you made the slightest move?"

All the ancient artifacts were dim, and it was pitch black inside the stone gate of Tongtian, and everyone was close together, not too separated. Right next to Mo Mingming, that person was leaning against the stone wall, silent from beginning to end, which made Mo Mingming feel a little wrong.

"Hehe, are you jealous of me for cleaning you up?" Li Feiyue still couldn't let go, sneered, and said: "You murdered Mo Mingming with a knife, if Mo Mingming hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been poisoned by you a long time ago." I'm going to beat you up, but it's not too much to cut you with a thousand cuts. ”

"Hey, are you asleep, talking. A man next to him gave him a push on the shoulder.

However, unexpectedly, not only did the man not speak, but also fell to the ground with a dull "poof" sound.

"This ...... It's none of my business. The man who pushed him was startled, and his voice trembled with fright.

At this time, everyone sensed that something was wrong, even if they were depressed and fell into a deep sleep, they would fall to the ground and wake up from their deep sleep.

Yet, he remained motionless, lying there like a solidified stone.

"It's a little weird!" Li Feiyue frowned, stepped forward, pushed him, saw that he didn't react, and patted his face again, and then said in a somewhat surprised tone, "It's not that I'm unconscious, I feel ......"

Li Feiyue's words stopped abruptly, as if she had noticed something, and the others didn't know why, and a chill suddenly appeared in their hearts, and there was an ominous premonition.

Mo Mingming felt a trace of calm aura, his eyes froze, he reached out and put his hand on this person's wrist, carefully probing the situation, and finally he let out a sigh and said, "The pulse has stopped, the breath is diffuse, and he has long been dead." ”

"Dead?" everyone lost their minds and couldn't believe it.

Not long ago, he was struggling in nightmares, screaming in fearful dreams from time to time, but now he died quietly, which is really terrifying.

Tongtian Stone Gate suddenly was tense and depressed, in the dark, everyone felt creepy, and the cold hairs all over their bodies stood upside down, this was too sudden and terrifying, difficult to explain, everyone tightly grasped the ancient weapon in their hands, as if to gain courage and dependence.

"People don't die for no reason, and we need to find out the cause of his death in order to prevent the next tragedy. Mo Mingming was very calm, his eyes were clear, he was not panicked, he raised the mobile phone in his hand and carefully observed it with the help of the faint light.

In the dim light, a distorted face appeared, with protruding and bloodshot eyes, and a tongue sticking out of his mouth, a little blood spilling from his eyes, nose and mouth.

"He's really dead!" everyone saw this scene, and they were afraid and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

A living person died so suddenly, silently, that everyone present felt a chill in their hearts, and there seemed to be something terrifying in this darkness.

Several bold male classmates began to examine his whole body, trying to find out the cause of death.

"Found it, his heart ......"

His heart was bright red, flowing with blood, and there were a lot of blood marks all around, as if someone had scratched out one after another, which was shocking.

"Unclean stuff...... There's something unclean here!" A female classmate lost her face, her voice trembling and full of fear.

As soon as these words came out, many people felt cold on their backs in an instant, and the scratched blood marks seemed to be left by something scratching hard, which was simply the paw prints left by evil ghosts.

Moreover, now everyone is in such a pitch dark, and they can't see their five fingers, which increases the sense of fear in their hearts, especially the ancient temple not far away, which is surrounded by a misty atmosphere, and the statue of the god with clay sculpture and wood carving is located in it, which has to make people have terrible doubts and associations.

Thinking of this, many people gasped and stumbled back a few steps.

Mo Mingming's eyes were clear, he reached out and touched the heart of the corpse, and found that it was very cold, with a metallic touch, and then turned the corpse over, and sure enough, he found that the back revealed a blood-stained knife tip, which was the fruit knife.

The blood was mottled and imprinted between his palms and fingers, and there was a calm aura that made people feel cold.

"It's not that there is something unclean, it's murdered!" At this moment, Luo Feng's face was gloomy, and when he said this, he swept towards Mo Mingming coldly.

Li Feiyue saw that his eyes swept towards Mo Mingming, and her face was suddenly full of frost, her eyes were cold, and she said, "What do you mean by this?"

"Judging from the wound, it is obvious that he was fatally stabbed, so accurate and ruthless, how many people in the scene can do this quietly and silently?" Luo Feng was extremely gloomy, staring at Mo Mingming and Li Feiyue, and said, "Only someone who is next to the deceased and has amazing physical strength can do it!"

The momentum of these words is overwhelming, and the meaning is already obvious, and the spearhead is directed at Mo Mingming, just because he is closest to the deceased, and his physical body surpasses ordinary people, and his strength is amazing, and everyone knows it.

"You bastard, you dare to frame Mo Mingming!" Li Feiyue was furious, picked up the Great Qin Battle Flag, and was about to smash it.

Seeing this, Luo Feng was fearless, and sneered: "What, do you want to help the abuse, kill people, and try to block everyone's mouths?"

Mo Mingming stopped Li Feiyue and calmed her down.

"That's right, the murderer must be Mo Mingming!" Advancing and retreating with Luo Feng, the female classmate who had helped him talk to Zhang Zhihai several times let out a sharp cry and shouted: "Yes, he is taking revenge, revenge for the hatred that was almost stabbed to death when he was stabbed to death in Huangnitai!"

Hearing this, the others suddenly thought of the contradictions and entanglements that had occurred not long ago, and a few of them immediately took a few steps back.