Chapter 102: Sword Soul

"I can't say it either, but this knife brings me a sense of depression, and seeing it is like seeing its owner holding it up and slashing at me, maybe this is the oppression that a murder weapon brings to a woman. ”

Bai Su didn't dare to approach in vain, her thin skin and tender flesh didn't want to leave a scar, she was far away, she stood in front of the door of the tomb, turned on the flashlight, and used a strong light to shine on the blade to observe carefully, the snowy blade was spotless, as if it was as smooth as a mirror, and the reflection was immediately reflected by the strong light.

Bai Su chuckled in his heart, and his white face and clear apricot eyes could be seen on the mirror-like blade. Looking at it, Bai Su's glasses suddenly widened, and in the reflection of the reflection, a person's head was exposed behind him, and the person stared at her with a pair of cruel glasses, without any vitality at all.

"Who is it?" Bai Su shot very quickly, and as soon as he saw something strange in the reflection, he kicked back sharply, but there was nothing behind him.

"What's wrong?" Tong Sixi asked back.

"Something is wrong, Boss Tong, there is someone in the tomb! I saw it, right behind me!" Even if it is a heroine like Bai Su, she can't help but be frightened.

Originally, Tong Jianing had injured his finger by this katana just now, and now he still has palpitations, and when he heard Bai Su say it, he was so frightened that he immediately ran back, back to back with Bai Su, for fear that there was something dirty hidden in the blind corner of his vision.

Tong Sixi also felt weird, and didn't dare to lean forward, he took out a compass from his robe, this compass has been around for many years, and it is said that it was used by Liu Bowen of the Ming Dynasty. The compass is painted with the corresponding directions of Tai Chi Bagua and Qimen Dunjia, and in the middle is a spoon. The most common treasure in the hands of this feng shui master, Tong Sixi, as the heir of the golden point, never leaves when he goes out. It can be used to determine the orientation of any building in the world, yin and yang, good luck and evil.

"Huh?" After taking out the compass, Tong Sixi was stunned.

The spoon on the compass spun irregularly, and it was impossible to stop without stopping it with human effort. From a physical point of view, the magnetic field in this burial chamber is strong and unstable. From the perspective of yin and yang metaphysics, I am afraid that there are really unclean things in the tomb.

"Don't go blind, don't follow me!" Tong Sixi shouted.

"Dad, could it be the dead in the coffin who is doing the trick?"

Tong Sixi waved his hand to signal his son not to talk nonsense.

"Jianing, don't talk nonsense, you can't mention this word in the underworld! It's taboo! The sarcophagus must be ashes! It definitely won't be a corpse! I heard Yoshiko Kawashima say it with my own ears. ”

"Dad, why don't we open the coffin and take a look?" Tong Jianing said tremblingly.

Tong Sixi stood in front of the coffin without speaking, paced back and forth around the coffin for a long time, and then slapped the coffin head twice. He shot with a sense of rhythm, really as if the coffin contained living people, and they were uninvited guests who came to disturb the owner and wanted to knock on the door.

"Jianing, give that handful of incense to Dad. ”

Tong Sixi had already prepared for both, he knew that there was at least an ash altar hidden here, and their reckless entry could be regarded as disturbing the rest of the undead, and it was the same nature as tomb robbers. If you want to find the mechanism, you have to look at the meaning of the tomb owner.

The incense was lit in front of the coffin, Tong Sixi did not kneel, according to the rules of tomb robbers, when entering the underworld to touch the gold, you need to kneel and worship, and pray for the treasure from the tomb owner. Tong Sixi is the heir of the golden point, and he does not agree with these rules of the elders, he thinks that the dead are the dead, life and death are separated, and the living must not kneel to the souls of the underworld, once he kneels, it means that he is in awe of the dead, and his yang energy is dispersed.

The burial chamber is closed, no one has entered it for so many years, but the originally dead and silent burial chamber has inexplicably blown a yin wind after the incense is lit, and the yin wind is fluttering with the smoke from the incense head, sometimes messy and sometimes regular, so that people can not judge the direction of the wind blowing in the tomb, and the scene is extremely strange.

"Boss Tong, you seem to have the ability to pass yin and yang in the golden point technique, little sister wants to listen, what is the owner in the coffin talking about?" Bai Su asked with his shoulders crossed.

"This is not through yin and yang, but the simplest ability to touch the golden captain, I used to see that the master had used it, to put it bluntly, it is also to calculate whether this transaction is smooth, whether the tomb owner is willing to sacrifice the Ming weapon. ”

Bai Su asked, "What about this hexagram?"

"Big murderer!" Tong Sixi said.

The faces of the three people present had an ominous premonition, Tong Sixi's golden point technique was unfathomable, whether it was divination or watching the wind and water, there was never a time when he missed.

The three of them are in a dilemma, none of them is a descendant of touching gold, and no one dares to touch this sarcophagus, even if there are masters here who touch gold, I am afraid that the coffin left here by Little Japan is not something that ordinary people can touch. It is estimated that there is a Class A war criminal sleeping here, and there is no need to say that the Chinese have a deep hatred for the Japanese invaders, how can they not prepare anti-theft measures? Moreover, this tomb is also the hiding place where the first mechanism of the underground vault is opened, how can it be so simple?

"I'll come!" Bai Su walked over.

"Girl, be careful!"

Bai Su used a dagger to first open the heavy lid of the sarcophagus and the stone chips in the caulking of the coffin, and then tried to clasp the corner of the coffin lid with his hand and lifted it up. It's too heavy, no matter how powerful she is, she's a girl, and she can't lift it at all.

There are generally only two types of coffin lids, either they are pressed directly by gravity and then closed with paraffin. Either there is a pull-out type, and there are two slides for internal force. Since Bai Su can't lift it, it must be a pull-out type.

She pushed back with both hands against the head of the coffin, although the lid was extremely heavy, but with a little bit of force, the lid of the coffin, which had been unmoving, miraculously moved back a little.

Just when Bai Su was complacent, he suddenly felt an extremely cold aura coming towards him from behind. Bai Su was alert and prepared. With a flick of his wrist, the blue handkerchief hidden in his sleeve had covered his body. Whew...... Three very subtle movements were heard. The huge blue handkerchief was slashed to pieces by a sharp murder weapon.

"Bai Su?" Tong Sixi shouted.

On the other side of the coffin, Bai Su's soft little figure stood up again. The three of them let out a sigh of relief, if it weren't for Bai Su's precautions, they were afraid that the little beauty would be in a different place now.

Although he escaped the catastrophe, the thrilling scene just now still made Bai Su's heart palpitate and he no longer dared to touch the sarcophagus.

"What was that just now?" she thought Tong Sixi and Tong Jianing behind her had seen it.

"I don't know, even the old man didn't see it clearly. It seems that there is indeed something hidden in the burial chamber of the Japanese. Tong Sixi broke out in a cold sweat on his head.

"Dad, it's not a way to go on like this, we all have to be here. ”