Chapter 18: Hundred-legged Dragon Painting
(I'll come back)
After resting, he came to the front of the temple door, pried open the tap stone behind the jade door, and the little brother confirmed that there was no mechanism behind the door, and the group entered the spirit hall.
The fat man read in pieces: "This Wannu Emperor Lao Er's eyes are careful, and he made the mausoleum to this ghost place where birds don't, so high, he must not want others to come up, hehe, this old boy must be holding some treasure, and he won't show people when he dies, let's educate him well this time." ”
Zhang Qixun was amused when he heard it, "People's baby, why give it to you, if you are replaced as the emperor, you will definitely be covered more tightly than the King of Wannu." ”
When the fat man heard this, he really thought about it sideways, and unconsciously stopped under his feet, and just about to say something, he was nudged by Wu Xiaoxi, who was walking behind him and almost bumped into him, "Hurry up, what are you doing in the middle of the road?" ”
The fat man followed his strength and took a few steps forward, turned his head and muttered in confusion, "It's weird, the fat man just wanted to say something, damn it, he forgot about it in a flash." ”
As soon as the flashlight flickered, the fat man faintly felt that something was wrong, so he couldn't help rubbing his arms and leaned towards Zhang Qixun and the little brother who were exploring the path in front of him.
Zhang Qixun tilted his head slightly and asked him what was wrong.
The fat man sighed, "I haven't seen anyone here for thousands of years, it's so quiet, I always feel as if something is staring at us." ”
The crowd was startled by what they called him, and they all stopped and turned on the lights to shine around.
It was indeed very quiet here, and the echo of the footsteps of the group was particularly clear in this empty hall, which was more likely to cause a sense of tension in people's hearts.
The surrounding walls may have been coated with some kind of light-absorbing paint, and the flashlight did not reflect any of them, and it was pitch black, and only the large lamp slaves hidden in the shadows of the stone pillars on both sides could be vaguely seen.
I didn't notice anything unusual, I just thought that the fat man was too nervous, so everyone slowed down a little and continued to move forward.
After a few minutes, we came to the center of the hall.
Directly in front of it is a jade platform, surrounded by several huge tongzun with human heads and bird bodies, and on top of the jade platform is a very strange black statue, which looks very much like a large leech lying there, covered with lichen and shell.
Everyone was a little dumbfounded.
"What the hell is this?" Ye Cheng exclaimed, "How can the tomb owner grow this virtue!" ”
No one paid attention to his question, and the fat man turned his head and said to Zhang Qixun with a smile on his face: "What do you think this sitting statue looks like?" Isn't it like a mallet for laundry? ”
Wu Xiaoxie hurriedly patted him, in other people's nests, it is better to be a little more restrained, what if others hear the original form.
Zhang Qixun looked at it, and suddenly said, "You say, this thing shouldn't be the statue of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves." ”
"Huh?" Wu Xiaoxie was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to refute, but suddenly remembered what Zhang Qixun said in the previous word hot spring, "The previous generations of Wannu kings are monsters who crawled out of the ground", and immediately shuddered, "No!" ”
"No matter how the Dongxia royal family evolves, it is impossible to exist out of the human form, not to mention that this lump on it looks like a pot with a paste at the bottom of the pot, a black lump, who would be frustrated enough to recognize a pot as an emperor." Wu Xiaoxie shook his head and denied his guess.
A few people couldn't hold back their laughter.
The fat man raised his feet in disgust and continued to walk inside, "Whatever that Rausch does, we are here to find treasures, and the archaeological work will be left to those professionals...... Ay? ”
The fat man who walked in front seemed to have found something, and Pan Zi ran two steps over, and soon came out with a bronze monkey with gilded green face and fangs.
Walking all the way, I didn't see the shadow of the baby, the fat man was already a little impatient, and poked Zhang Ji with his elbow to look for it, "This passage is so long, and I don't know when it's a head, let's go to both sides and take a look." ”
Zhang Qixun glanced at the darkness on both sides, his pupils shrank suddenly, he squinted, moved a little quietly to that side under his feet, and shook his head at the fat man, "No." ”
The fat man was in a hurry, and just as he was about to shout, Wu Xiaoxie pulled him to the middle, "It's not clear whether there is danger now, you are purely looking for death when you break away from the big army." ”
The fat man also knew that he was telling the truth, and he snorted in his nose, wrinkling his face unwillingly, and his eyes glancing there from time to time.
When the little brother heard this, he folded a light stick, threw it casually, and a green light fell straight into the darkness behind the lamp slave, and before he could take a closer look, the green light suddenly disappeared.
Everyone's expressions were a little confused, "What's the situation?" ”
The fat man gritted his teeth and crossed his heart, "You tie me a rope, the fat man go over and take a look, there must be something behind the lamp slave......"
"Shh
Zhang Qixun suddenly interrupted his words, and as if he was facing a great enemy, he quickly pulled him and Wu Xiaoxie back, and shouted in a low voice: "Hurry up, don't talk, there is a monster coiled behind the lamp slave." ”
The fat man was excited, his fat trembled, and he dragged Zhang Qixun and the two of them to run wildly.
Don't look at the fat man's big size, he is actually very flexible, and the footsteps of running are like cats, and he can't hear them at all in the many footsteps.
After running out of the road for a while, Zhang Qixun turned his head to look behind him and patted the fat man's shoulder, "Okay, okay, that thing didn't catch up, slow down." ”
The fat man gasped heavily, "It's suffocating the fat man." ”
Fang Cai just listened to Zhang Qixun's warning, and subconsciously ran away.
Stopping at this moment, Chen Pi Ah Si held his chest and slowly lucked, and said, "What did little brother Yu see just now?" ”
Zhang Qixun had a palpitating expression, although he didn't want to deal with Chen Pi Ah Si, but after thinking about it, he still said, "You may not believe it, I just saw a particularly tall thing lying on the back of the lamp slave, that thing is alive, there are many things that I don't know if it's burrs or legs are shaking with my breath, and I can't see it clearly when it's too dark." ”
Chen Pi Ah Si was a little dissatisfied with Zhang Qixun's ambiguous answer, but he didn't say much.
After all, it is better to be cautious in activities in this place where no one has set foot for thousands of years, and it is better to believe in what you have than what you don't.
"The apse has arrived." Wu Xiaoxiao said.
Chen Pi Ah Si didn't say anything more, and the commander Monk Hua pried open the jade door, but what caught his eye was a creepy mural.
I saw that on the mural, almost all of the paintings were hundred-legged dragons coiled in the clouds and mist, circling, flying, fangs and claws, all over the wall, and it looked like crawling with centipedes.
Ye Cheng was amazed while holding the camera and taking pictures.
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