Chapter 55 Ancient Xuan Ruins

The tomb is open!

The old locust tree swayed its branches and leaves in the breeze, like a happy old man, watching us play and smiling.

The big locust tree has round branches, hung with black and green leaves, and blooms with clusters of white and yellow flowers, exuding a faint fragrance, like a natural big tent, covering the sunshine from the west.

In summer, the green leaves of the osmanthus tree seem to be painted with a layer of green oil paint, a breeze blows, the osmanthus tree stretches its evergreen branches and leaves in all seasons, swaying slightly with the wind, shining green in the sun.

In spring, the apricot tree stretches the tender green leaves, blooms a small white and red flower, looking at it from afar, like a piece of pink glow, dressing up the hometown very beautifully, approaching and smelling, a fragrance comes to the nose, refreshing people's spleen.

Su Xuechi and the others are still waiting, the ancient tomb is opened, and the danger inside is naturally unpredictable, if you enter blindly, it is likely to be endangered, even if you lose your life, it is definitely very possible.

And there are always many people who are consumed by interests, they can't suppress their inner restlessness, and they can't help but enter the tomb in detail for a moment.

And these people are the pathfinders of Su Xuechi and others.

The persimmon tree is decorated with heavy persimmons, these red persimmons, like small red lanterns, look more bright and lovely against the background of the dense and verdant holly trees.

Spring has arrived, in the drizzle, the pomegranate tree greedily sucks the nectar of spring, and the branches spit out small shoots, and when the spring breeze blows, the shoots gradually turn into small green leaves, and the green leaves of the tree rustle in the breeze.

"Ahh

A sudden shout surprised the people who had not yet entered, but they didn't expect this to be fast, that is, someone was in danger, it seems that it is not easy to grab any treasure in the hands of the former Tongxuan powerhouse!

In summer, the young leaves on the branches of the walnut trees turn into lush branches, and the leaves that look like small fans form a large green umbrella that shades the sun and gives people a sense of shade.

However, there are still so many people here, and there are many strong people who think that their strength is enough to deal with, they don't care about the danger inside, they think very highly of themselves, and they feel that they have an immeasurable distance from those failed garbage, so they are not disturbed by those moans and shouts at all, and they walk inside one after another.

A spring rain, lingering for several weeks, finally cleared, the clean and thorough sunlight sprinkled all over the ground, everyone noticed the dazzling cherry blossom by the cloud shadow lake, no one noticed the inconspicuous grass under the cherry tree. The cherry blossoms after the spring rain are particularly delicate and lovely, and the petals resemble the pink and tender face of a baby. The cherry blossom attracted the attention of so many people that people came to see her. When she is happy, she shakes the flowers, and the fluttering petals attract countless admiration, and when she is unhappy, she hangs her head, and the wilting petals attract the care of countless people

The shallow branches and buds, faintly new leaves, in the spring rain, gently opened, quietly revealed, the budding buds, the red petals, lightly kissed the embellishment of the raindrops, slowly stretched out, delicately swayed, the thick old yellow leaves, has evolved into fallen leaves, bathed in the pure rain, curled up, thick sleep.

The small lilac flowers, so naturally, so calmly, so unrestrained, quietly bloom on the straight but slender stems. Below the flowers, slender leaves are arranged in a staggered manner.

Even if it was a former powerhouse, the mechanism set up by the man blocked so many strong people, so soon, that kind of moaning sound slowly disappeared, compared to these people, they had already broken through the dangerous level just now and entered the next realm.

In the woods, a layer of mist is indispensable. The rain falls on the leaves and drips under the trees, making the air in the woods fresher. Some of the droplets of water flowed down the trunk of the tree to the roots, making the tree feel like it had just come out of the water, and the whole body was soaked. Raindrops fell on the path between the trees, leaving the sandy path between the pine forests without any dirt. Walking on the road, occasionally a few thick roots burrowed out of the dirt and blocked the road, and the raindrops on it made it very slippery and slippery, and it was difficult to stand on it at this time.

"Xue Chi, are we going in?" Yun Luo'er asked, although he represented Liuyun Pavilion, but for Su Xuechi, she had always believed in it, and she had always obeyed Su Xuechi's words.

This autumn rain came in such a hurry, as if to better show the autumn colors of Hangzhou, and strive to wash the weeping willows on the roadside, the road of the car dealership, the dusty roof, every corner of the sight, and even the sorrow of the world. Maybe after that, the real autumn has a real feeling, gradually cool, gradually gray yellow, and gradually the fragrance of osmanthus, everything with a light pace, head-on.

Su Xuechi shook his head and said, "Wait a little longer, how can the ancient tomb of the Xuanhuang powerhouse enter so easily, if there is any danger, even if it is a powerhouse of the Xuanhuang rank, I am afraid it will be difficult to leave alive!" Su Xuechi speculated.

Yun Luo'er and the other companions all nodded, and Yichu Pavilion, Yanluo Pavilion, Qianmo Pavilion, Cliff Valley and others were also accompanying Su Xuechi, still waiting.

The rain of late autumn, soft and soft, showing boundless poignancy, like silver-gray sticky, wet spider silk, woven into a soft web, netting the unrestrained and splendid summer, burying them deep into the whole autumn world. The grass color also quietly turned into a melancholy pale yellow under the caress of the autumn wind, and in the sound of the rain, the tears on the lily leaves seemed to be sad and weeping for the prosperity of the seasons that were unable to hold on and were about to be buried by winter.

"It's not good, run away!"

"Help!"

"Ahh

......

The shouts, the sounds of help, and the moans were endless, Su Xuechi and the others laughed secretly in their hearts, this group of people was really blinded by interests, and sure enough, this ancient tomb was not so easy to enter.

The sun shone on his body, and the viscous blood surged up and down his body. Long-term eye overuse, can only blur up, from a distance view of the tall derrick, the outline is clearly visible, even in late autumn, it is difficult to encounter such a bright weather. Ascending to the top floor, standing in the hallway, looking through the window to the northwest of the white buildings, one by one can be clearly distinguished. The weather is good, and the mood is good. The sunny weather and the warmth of the sky are refreshing. Falling off the seat, I was relieved of a long-lasting tiredness.

Learning to take a break, come to the balcony, look south, the scattered pictures instantly come into view, the newly built buildings are like flight attendants wearing the same clothes, standing in a row in front of you. Although it obscures the view from afar, it creates a unique picture. The southwest has a wide field of vision, although there is no beacon tower of the princes of Youwangxi, and the majestic and upright Yellow Mountain welcome pine, but the steel tower that goes straight into the sky is clear and clear, as if it is the Eiffel Tower moved by Yugong. The gaze shifted to the east, and a country concrete road pointed straight to the east, lonely waiting for its owner. Although there are no lush pines and cypresses, clumps of trees and forests, and undulating ridges on the top of the mountain, everything is clearly recognizable in the clear weather, giving people a lot of space for reverie.

After a few waves, the moaning gradually weakened, and it seemed that the people who were still alive in the tomb had reached a far, far away place, so that they could not hear anything.

Above the village, there is a blue sky like late autumn. Deep and elusive, elegant and not profane. Occasionally, a thin floating cloud floats by, from west to east, slowly, its leisurely mood and calm laziness are indeed envious. Such visibility, even in spring and summer, is rare. But as soon as autumn began, I encountered it, how could I not make people feel excited! The natural painting scroll in front of me is neither the artist's splash of ink nor the painter's ingenuity, but the natural charm of heaven and earth. Although the people in the city have seen the prosperity, enjoyed the richness, and accepted the hustle and bustle of the city, how can they enjoy the fresh air, blue sky and clear water, the smoke of the mountain village, the wild grass and flowers, and the fragrance of birds and flowers?

Su Xuechi was still hesitant at first, after all, after he practiced the sound attribute mystical method, he would be able to listen to and love others further.

And slowly, among the people waiting outside, there are fewer and fewer people, and many people feel that the time has come, and they enter the ancient tomb one after another.

"It's time, let's go in too, everyone be careful!" Su Xuechi said.