Song Zhiming and Chu Xiao were well-informed, and they couldn't help but be a little flustered at this time, but they didn't show it, but looked at Su Yuzhen and Yun Huang with calm faces.

Yun Huang and Su Yuzhe interlocked their fingers, and both of them looked up at the picture, trying to find a solution from the painting.

The tremor of the earthquake that day had made it difficult for everyone to keep their balance, and the rumbling sound had turned into a thunderbolt, which sounded in the ears and made people feel uneasy.

The golden cover Yin Yang Ding on Yun Huang's neck trembled uneasily, and the secret pattern of the Nine Ding Seal Characters shone densely, and the anxious and restless aura expanded layer by layer.

The situation is critical and urgent.

Yun Huang took Su Yuzhe's hand, pressed his hand on the position of the rising sun, ran to the other side, and pressed his hand on the setting sun.

Su Yuzhe looked at Yunhuang in a daze, his eyes were deep, and he stopped talking.

Between the rising sun and the setting sun, Yunhuang gave him the hope of life......

Su Yuzhe's heart suddenly rose wildly, looking at Yunhuang ten steps away, he actually had a sense of a thousand years.

After thousands of years, I met and fell in love with her in this life, do you want to live and die this time?

Just thinking about it, my heart is like a knife......

Yun Huang smiled at him, "A dead horse is a live horse doctor, doesn't this painting contain the way of yin and yang?" Men and women are the heads of yin and yang, come, push the door! ”

After Yun Huang finished speaking, he closed his eyes and concentrated, secretly gathering his strength.

Su Yuzhe also held his breath, poured his whole body's true qi into his palm, and struggled to push it out.

The violent tremors gradually subsided, and the sound of thunderclaps grew from strong to weak, from near to far......

The huge wall slowly opens from the middle to both sides, like a long earthly journey between life and death.

What appears in front of you this time is a tall palace, the white jade in front of the palace is the step, the red gold fence is built, the hall door is carved with red lacquer, the eaves are painted with silver and phoenix, all the places you see are magnificent, ingenious and heavenly.

The scene is breathtaking.

The underground dungeon palace should be dark and decadent, it is so majestic and magnificent, it is really unexpected.

Everyone climbed the stairs, all of them were light-footed, and they did not dare to slack off.

Coming to the door of the central hall, Su Yuzhen stretched out his hand to push the door, the door was heavy, but it didn't make a sound, and opened quietly.

In the center of the hall is a central hall with four official hat chairs, which is stable and peaceful.

On the backrest of each official hat chair, different mythical beasts are carved, namely the mocking phoenix, the baxia, and the suā

í), negative (xi).

The dragon gave birth to nine sons, these four sons.

Each of these four divine beasts has its own division of labor.

Mocking the phoenix, life is dangerous, the master is sincere and the person is in charge of turning danger into relief and overcoming difficulties;

Domineering, a good burden in life, the master of the person who bears great responsibilities. Suffering their minds, straining their muscles and bones, starving their bodies and skins, emptying their bodies, and acting chaotically, in order to see whether they can move their hearts and endure, so as to decide whether to increase their abilities and give them heavy responsibilities.

Cunning, good to sit in life, the main meditation, in charge of those talented people to cultivate themselves, thrift to cultivate virtue.

Knowing and then there is certainty, and then there is stability, and then it can be quiet, and then it can be peaceful, and then it can be considered, and then it can be obtained.

The way of this world is also advocated by the beasts.

Negative Tuan, elegant and good poetry in his life, happy words and chapters, poetry as a pair, in charge of those literati who are determined to carry the Tao with literature.

Su Yuzhe had an innate awe and closeness to these divine beasts, and immediately stepped forward to stroke these statues of divine beasts in amazement.

Yun Huang didn't pay attention to the tables and chairs at all, and saw at a glance that there were all kinds of delicacies on the table, and he turned a deaf ear to Su Yuzhe's chatter.

I saw that the plate was exquisite, the dishes were complete, and there were many patterns, and Yunhuang's index finger was moving, and he was salivating.

"Great, starving me. Who is so kind, even the meal is ready for us. Hurry, just four seats, eat! ”

Yun Huang was overjoyed, grabbed a seat regardless of it, reached out and scooped a peach in his hand, and took a big bite.

"I'm not afraid of poison!"

Su Yuzhen was anxious and stepped forward to stop him, but saw that Yunhuang had already chewed two mouthfuls and swallowed it.

"Delicious! The mouth is full of relish, and the aftertaste is endless...... Delicious, so delicious......"

Yun Huang took another bite, stared at the braised pork on a plate with bright eyes, and reached out to grab it.

"With chopsticks!"

Su Yuzhe hurriedly stuffed the chopsticks into her hand, and quickly took out the silver needle and tried the plate of braised pork.

There is nothing unusual about the silver needle.

Su Yuzhe was relieved at this time, shook his head with a wry smile, beckoned Song Zhiming and Chu Xiao to sit down, and held Weiwu in his arms.

Huang Lang stood aside, staring at the plate of roast chicken on the table, saliva was about to flow out, but he didn't dare to move.

Seeing this, Yun Huang generously pulled a chicken leg and handed it to him.

Huang Lang thanked him and took it.

"I thought there was going to be a fight first, but I didn't expect to be greeted with a table of delicious food, which was really good."

Song Zhiming was so hungry that his chest was close to his back, and he immediately picked up chopsticks and devoured them.

Su Yuzhe and Chu Xiao ate more Sven.

Yunhuang was holding one leg and eating without any image.

Su Yuzhe ripped off the other chicken leg and handed it to Yun Huang, who casually gave it to Wei Wu, "If you're not interested in anything else, just eat this stuff between your teeth." ”

Weiwu took it, glanced at Yun Huang gratefully, and put a tiger claw on Yun Huang's palm.

Yun Huang smiled and shook the tiger's claws, and touched the tiger's head.

The four of them, a tiger and a demon ate with relish, and it didn't take long to clean up the plates and dishes on the table.

While eating, I felt that the atmosphere was wrong.

When everyone looked back, they saw four tall people, with broad shoulders and broad backs, fierce faces, and arrogant expressions, standing at the entrance with teacups, teapots, wine bowls, and wine jars.

Seeing this, Yunhuang was full of smiles, and pounced on himself affectionately, picked up the teapot in the hand of one of them, and snatched a teacup on the tray held by one of them, poured a full cup of tea, drank it all, and burped in great intoxication.

Unfinished, Yun Huang poured another cup and drank it to the sky, touched his stomach with satisfaction, and looked at the four black-faced men who looked at each other with a smile, "Four old men, you guys are really good." Knowing that we are here as a guest and so hospitable, we are flattered and grateful! ”

The four black-faced men raised their eyebrows and were full of resentment, but looking at Yunhuang's sunny smiling face, they couldn't get out one by one.

Yun Huang put down the teacup familiarly, picked up a wine bowl nearby, lifted the wine jar held by a person next to him and poured a bowl of wine, drank two sips, and smacked his mouth, "Wow, it's fragrant and spicy enough, I like it...... Hehe, it's worth the trip......"

The faces of the four black-faced men were even darker.

Yun Huang put down the wine bowl and burped again, "Oh, the first time we met, you guys don't know us yet, it's okay, I'll introduce myself." ”

"I, Chen Yunhuang; He, Su Yuzhe; That one is called Song Zhiming, and his name is Chu Xiao. The one here is called Huang Lang, and the little tiger is called Weiwu. Yun Huang happily finished the introduction, and looked at the four black-faced men with joy on his face, "Uncles, who are you and what are you called?" ”