With that scream, two figures rolled out of the darkness, and Wang Wangyang was held hostage by an old man with white hair, and there were two chess pieces around his neck that were sharpened as sharp as blades.

"Don't move, dare to move again, I'll crush this guy's neck."

The white-haired old man's gaze was cold, and it fell on me like an icy blade.

The old man didn't take me to heart, and his gaze wandered to the face of the lyre girl behind me.

"Qin girl, the underground tomb, how can you bring outsiders in? Is this the shell you're looking for? ”

The piano girl's face was calm, her nails moved slightly, and the strings clanged with it.

"Chess Saint, this is the king's favorite body candidate, don't you really feel it?"

The chess master frowned, and in his originally disdainful gaze, there was a little bit of clarity in an instant.

Seeing this, the piano girl added with a smile.

"So this one wants to come, and I can't stop him. As for the man you are holding hostage, he is a friend of Mr. Chen Xiaoman, what to do is you to watch and do it yourself! ”

The chess master looked me up and down critically, his face full of disdain.

"It's just a shell, do you really think you can fight the power of the dog and represent the king? I advise you to identify yourself. ”

He frowned again and looked at the lyre.

"You are the Four Holy Maidens sitting down the king, your identity is supreme and noble, why should you be afraid of such a guy? Don't make me look down on you! ”

The chess master shook his fingers, and two chess pieces shot out from between his fingers, straight to my feet, and stared at the ground.

The piano girl's face changed abruptly, and her fingers flicked the strings.

The sound of the piano flowed, and the two chess pieces were instantly crushed.

"What? Qingirl, we're on the same camp, and you're going to fight against me for this kid? ”

The chess master was furious, and the two chess pieces were pressed against Wang Wangyang's neck, and a stream of blood flowed down Wang Wangyang's neck.

Wang Wangyang's face was pale when he was pinched, and his body struggled hard, but he could not break free from the old man's hand.

"Let go!"

I didn't have time to think about it, so I took out Shang Fang's sword and slashed at the chess saint hard.

Shang Fang's sword was unsheathed, and the cold sword qi rushed straight towards the chess master's face.

In an instant, he shook all over, his knees weakened, and he unconsciously let go of his hand, and knelt down directly to me.

The piano girl's voice was cold, with a bit of disdainful sarcasm.

"Laugh at me, you have to be qualified, too. Aren't you unconvinced, why did you kneel down as soon as this sword came out of its sheath? ”

The chess saint's body trembled, and he struggled several times to get up, but he was pushed to the ground by an invisible force, unable to struggle.

His facial features and seven orifices began to spew out thick yin qi and black smoke, and his originally calm cheeks began to appear corpse spots and dehydration, gradually becoming shriveled.

The wrinkles on the chess master's face were raised, and horizontal lines instantly covered his cheeks, and his skin was wrinkled, as if he was dozens of years old.

At this time, the chess master finally put away his arrogance, surrendered and knelt down in front of me, with no sharpness, and was full of decadence from head to toe.

"I'm wrong about the king, please stop."

At the moment when he confessed his mistake, the clouds of black smoke that came out of his body suddenly disappeared, the thick smoke and dust dissipated, and the dry and dehydrated skin became full again.

Until he is back to his original state.

The chess master still knelt on his knees and didn't dare to get up, until I beckoned him to get up and reply, and then he got up in a cold sweat and walked to my side with a look of staggering.

"My lord, I was too conceited just now, I hope you can forgive me."

I'm not his so-called king, though I don't know why they are oppressed whenever I take out Shang Fang's sword.

But now it seems that Shang Fang's sword can obviously help me open up a way to survive, and perhaps the key to the success of a few of us in escaping from here.

"Chess master, give me back the man."

I pointed to Wang Wangyang, who was lying on the ground, and hooked my finger at the chess master.

A touch of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, but he seemed to remember the pain just now, so he naturally didn't dare to disobey my order, so he could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger, nodded and dragged Wang Wangyang up from the ground and threw it at me.

I reached out to catch Wang Wangyang and checked the injuries on my body.

"Wang Wangyang, how are you?"

There were still two long blood marks on his neck, and the blood was still gurgling down, almost staining the placket of his chest.

However, under my call, Wang Wangyang still opened his eyes, reached out and touched his neck, and barely squeezed out a smile at me.

"It's okay, it's still alive."

I immediately took out the bandage from my backpack and helped him wrap it around his neck twice to make sure the bleeding stopped, and then sprinkled it with powder to strengthen the wound.

Wang Wangyang cooperated calmly throughout the whole process, and did not shout a word of pain.

After the bandage, I lay Wang Wangyang flat on the ground.

"You rest first, I'll talk to the two of them."

Wang Wangyang's face was pale in pain, he couldn't support it for a long time, and after listening to my words, he nodded at me, and fell asleep with his neck tilted to the side.

I looked up at the piano girl and the chess master.

"Chess master, qin girl, can you tell me the name of your king?"

I've thought of the names of the emperors who might have built the mausoleum here, but I haven't been able to find the right one.

Although judging by the current situation, I should be able to escape from here with Cui Hao, but the king is very obsessed with me.

Judging from the attitude of his subordinates, this king will definitely not let me go easily, and will definitely try his best to keep me.

I've got to figure out who he is, so I can figure out how to escape from him.

The piano girl took a half step back in embarrassment, and gently bowed to me.

"I'm sorry, I can't say that. If I open my mouth, I'll die. ”

The chess saint's eyes were still suppressed in his dissatisfaction with me, and he turned his head and snorted coldly.

"All the same, the speaker dies."

That's the trouble.

It seems that if you want to ask for news directly from their mouths, it is impossible to do so, so you can only knock on the side to see if you can find some clues.

It was a stalemate between us.

There was a rush of footsteps at the entrance, and when I turned my head to look, Cui Hao and the others had already rushed behind me.

Seeing Wang Wangyang lying on the ground next to me, Cui Hao rushed over in horror.

"What's wrong with Wang Wangyang?"

I shook my head, signaling that he didn't have to worry.

"I just fell asleep, my body was seriously injured, and my spirit was not good."

Not far behind Cui Hao, Zhang Xu was dressed in rags and broken, followed by another young man in white clothes.

There were a few drops of ink splashed on the white shirt on this person's body, and he was holding a jade pen in one hand and a piece of ink stone in the other hand, looking at me inquiringly.

Collided with my gaze, and he quickly turned his head and suddenly stopped talking.

"Shuxian, this is the person chosen by the king."

A flash of surprise flashed in the Book Fairy's eyes after hearing this, but he quickly regained his composure.

He nodded at me slightly, his expression still full of indifference, and he didn't seem to take me to heart.

Cui Hao and a few of them rushed to my side, staring vigilantly at the figures around us.

"What are we going to do? These guys look pretty good. ”

Cui Hao put it next to my ear and asked me cautiously.

I nodded, gesturing to the passage where we came.

"Go back the way you came, but you wait for me, I still have something I want to ask the four of them."

The four civil servants have been gathered, and they are the only ones we can communicate with after we go to the tomb.

Li Zhuang's attitude is the kindest, and I plan to start with him.

"Li Zhuang, since you can't tell me the news and true identity of the king, do you know if there are corpses in this catacomb?"

Seven of the eight tombs have been gone, but the corpse clothes have never been found, could it be said that the information is wrong, and the thing is not in this catacomb?

Faced with my questioning, Li Zhuang chuckled.

"Of course there is, but it's not in our eight tombs, according to you, you've already broken through six tombs, and ours is the seventh, and you still have one last tomb that you haven't entered, right?"

I nodded, and opened my mouth in acknowledgement.

"Yes, and one last tomb. We have explored all seven places according to the formation of gossip, but we have never been able to find the corpse clothes as we wished. ”

Li Zhuang smiled and shook his head lightly at us.

"This corpse is naturally there, but it is not among our eight tombs, the world only knows that these eight Dingguan tombs are guided by gossip, and there are eight tombs, and the rooms are different. But they only know one thing, not the root cause. ”

Li Zhuang hooked his fingers at the book fairy, reached out and took his pen, and drew eight circles on the ground.

The eight fountains are centered on the center point and split evenly in the eight surrounding directions, forming a spectacle of eight circles surrounding the center point.

Shuxian looked at his jade pen distressedly, and stepped forward several times to snatch the pen back, but Li Zhuang easily avoided it.

He pointed to one of them with a jade pen.

"This is where you are now, and these eight points are in the center of the center, which is called the dragon vein. And our king is in the dragon vein. When you walk among these eight tombs, you must have a hunch that these eight tombs are not like other tombs, and there are all kinds of strange mechanisms to prevent tomb robbers and other outsiders from entering. ”

Yes, I've had a vague feeling since I entered these eight tombs.

It doesn't seem like a closed door, but it has a bit of an invitation to the urn.

"We have discussed it before, and according to some of the information we have obtained, as well as some clues you have revealed to us before, isn't the reason why this layout is set up to invite you to enter, isn't it just to let us go deep into it, so that we can choose a shell and a stand-in?"

Li Zhuangzhuang shook his head with a smile on his face, and threw the jade pen to the book fairy.

"Of course not all, there are these reasons, but not the main reason, the main reason is that these eight tombs are actually suspicious graves, and they are set up to hide the real tombs."