At first, Wushuang was worried about whether the symptoms of cerebral pressure instability caused by low altitude like the last time under the ruins of the ancient city of Goryeo appeared, but when everyone dived to a depth of almost forty meters, they finally saw the bottom.

If Wushuang hadn't seen the true appearance of the phoenix tomb with his own eyes, he would even wonder if there was really something wrong with his glasses, where is this underground tomb, it is clearly the manor palace of a large family in the Qing Dynasty. The ground was paved with neat green bricks, and it stretched to a shadow wall not far away that blocked everyone's view. The shadow wall was carved with strange ancient birds and beasts, the birds soared with wings, their heads black like crows, their bodies covered with seven-colored feathers, and their tails grew with two long golden threads.

"Brother Shuang, I don't go to school much, don't lie to me, this is a phoenix?" Lan Caidie exclaimed.

Innocent and mischievous, his hand gently brushed through the scented hair of the blue butterfly, and with the jerky ghost hand of the phantom ghost swept the beautiful butterfly hairpin off her head. It's strange to say, how can this hairpin be transformed into a living butterfly flying in the air in the hands of the blue butterfly, how can it be a cold lifeless butterfly hairpin by itself?

"Then do you think this is a hairpin or a butterfly?" Wushuang deliberately teased her.

"I hate it! You're bad at learning, stealing girls' hairpins, hum! I've heard that in some ethnic minority cottages, men steal girls' hair accessories, but they have to be responsible to the end. Caidie deliberately leaned back her soft body to get close to the young master's arms. There was no two-way side flash, which almost made the blue butterfly fall in the air.

"This is Tufeng. Nalan Hong said.

"What is Tufeng?" Wushuang asked him.

"Just like the real dragon is transformed from Jiao, the golden phoenix is cultivated by the earth phoenix in the opposite world, the earth phoenix is the belief of our Yehe people, the ancestors once had a saying, it is said that the hundred-year-old crow has done enough good things in the world, and when the blessing is accumulated enough, the seven-colored feathers can grow on the body, just like the colorful phoenix in the sky. ”

Wushuang thought to himself, isn't this similar to the story of Cinderella abroad? I'm afraid that such a vulgar story can only be made up by Cixi's old lady. She was originally Ye He's orphan daughter, she entered the palace and made a concubine for the emperor, and she became the queen mother by virtue of her struggle for power and profit in the harem for several years.

Passing through this strange shadow wall, there is a deep corridor behind, there is a relatively open space on the left and right of the corridor, and the ground is scattered with dead leaves and ancient branches, it seems that this should have been a garden a hundred years ago, but in this environment that never sees the light of day, it would be strange if it could really grow delicate flowers and plants.

There is a big red lantern hanging every few steps in the corridor, but after so many years, the oil has long run out and the lamp has dried up and looks lifeless.

"Shhhhhhhh

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, but saw that several dark shadows seemed to be faintly visible in the dark in the ancient underground mansion, all of which were human silhouettes. Could it be a dry corpse? No one dared to make a sound, and they all quietly approached the black shadow with Wushuang's movements.

"Hu'er?" Nalan Hong called softly, he thought that in the Phoenix Tomb there were only Na Xi and Bai Su besides them.

The black shadow remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard Nalan Hong's call at all.

"Huh, is that you? Good boy, come here. ”

At this time, everyone was only about ten meters away from the black shadow, and Wushuang didn't dare to use a strong flashlight to shine on that guy's face, nor did he dare to let everyone approach him.

"Brother, how do I feel like a dead man?" Blue Crazelle muttered quietly.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's taboo to mention this word in this place!"

"Oh, it's not alive anyway, it's not alive at all. Caidie stuck out her tongue and changed her word to describe it. The angry Wushuang had no choice but to glare at her.

"Brother Wushuang, what the hell is this?" asked Nalan Hong if he didn't dare to act rashly and ask Wushuang for advice. He wanted to use a flashlight to shine it, but was stopped by Wushuang.

Wushuang shook his head and motioned him not to take it, but as for the reason, Wushuang couldn't say why.

Wushuang gave Ma Er Ye a look, Ma Er Ye understood, his toes lightly skimmed over the dead leaf as if he was flying on the grass, and there was no sound at his feet, and he slowly approached the black shadow.

The courage of being a thief is not big, but Ma Erye is cautious, relying on himself to be as light as a swallow, even if that guy has any skills to meet him, this old fritter may not help. The old thief has the skill of the old thief, his skill is not known to ordinary people, of course, now many old thieves on the street are also accustomed to this skill, they will "do business" before the hand will be smeared with a layer of oil that is not easy to be found, I heard that it is wild boar oil, but it still needs to be verified. This ointment is smoother than ordinary carnivorous pig oil, but you can't see the oily feeling on the surface. When the other party is slightly aware and wants to catch them with his backhand, when he touches their hand, it is like touching a loach and he can't grasp them firmly at all.

I have said before that this second master Ma doesn't like to be clean, in fact, he has been smeared with such a layer of ointment all year round. He dared to approach the black shadow step by step, from his point of view, the silhouette of the other party became clearer, it was obvious that it was not Na Xi or Bai Su, it should be the outline of a woman, where did he see it? It was a pair of embroidered shoes worn by the woman, although there was no light, but the two sides of the embroidered shoes were still very clear along the two flower tassels.

Ma Erye's hand approached the black shadow little by little, and gently rested on her shoulder. "Don't act in front of me!You may not have been born when Lao Tzu debuted!" The old thief king didn't believe in evil, and he was also cheering himself up by sneering at each other with words.

His hand was on the shoulder of the black shadow, and he suddenly felt a chill drill into his body along his hand, and the whole person was cold, and he opened his mouth wide in shock, unable to say a word. The hand on the guy's shoulder couldn't move, as if it had been glued to a strong electric current.

Wushuang and the others really looked at it here, and he was surprised in his heart, what happened to Second Master Ma? Today is a bit abnormal, in the past, this old loach thief was a thief, why did he stand there like a demon today, touching people's shoulders and not moving? Isn't it that it was a girl's family with lust? Impossible!

"Second master!" he couldn't care about that much, and rushed over and shouted.

He recalled Ma Er Ye from his astonishment to the real world, and Ma Er Ye hurriedly withdrew his hand and looked at his palm in a daze.

"Master, don't come here......! This is not a person!" At this juncture, you can say anything, but this sentence "not a person" frightened them, what is it not a person? Is it a ghost? Is it a monster?