The momentum of this giant python fell from the sky, and Lin Yi couldn't help but take two steps back, ready to reach out and touch the King Kong umbrella in his backpack.

Abudu behind him helped him.

"What's going on, brother?"

When he looked at it again, he realized that the giant python was also made of metal.

"Look at it!"

Lin Yi stretched out his hand and pointed, and Abdu and several experts in front of him looked up together.

This giant python was covered with a cloud of black qi all over its body, as if it was soaring through the clouds in mid-air.

A huge snake head with a big mouth and a sinister grin, and two sharp fangs protruding outwards like the scythe of death.

The eye-like orb above his head had a breathtaking scarlet sheen.

The statues of the nine dragons around them were skinny, their eyes were blank, and they did not have the domineering spirit that dragons should have.

It's more like a slave raised by this python.

At the end of each chain was a barb that pierced deep into the spine of the nine dragons.

The other end of the chain was attached to the huge bronze coffin.

No matter who sees this scene, they can't help but burst out of a sense of despair from the bottom of their hearts.

"Lao Lin, I always feel awkward when I look at this thing, and I feel unspeakably uncomfortable."

Wang Qiang never hid his emotions, he always said something.

After he finished saying these words, everyone around him also nodded.

"yes, I even feel like crying."

"What the hell is going on?"

Lin Yi stared at this strangely shaped coffin for a long time, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"This is a 'trapped dragon game'!"

"Trapped in the Dragon?"

I heard an unfamiliar term again, and everyone was very different.

Lin Yi stared at the shape of the "Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin" above his head and spoke eloquently.

"The 'Trapped Dragon Bureau' is also called the 'Four Elephants Dragon Slaying Platform', which is said to have been created by Wu Zhu around the 'fierce god' Chi You in ancient times. The purpose is to cut off the dragon vein of the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor clan and seek hegemony in the world.

The practice is to set up five feng shui arrays centered on the location of the 'dragon vein', with the Qinglong Shaoyang Bureau in the east, the White Tiger Shaoyin Bureau in the west, the Vermilion Bird Sun Bureau in the south, and the Xuanwu Taiyin Bureau in the north.

The middle position belongs to the 'Yellow Dragon', that is, the incarnation of the Son of Heaven, and the "Four Spirit Beasts" should have guarded the 'Yellow Dragon'.

But now, this feng shui bureau not only uses the living to bury, but also does not hesitate to add the blessing of the public transmission technique with a strong killing atmosphere.

In this way, the Protector Bureau becomes the Destroyer Bureau.

The middle feng shui bureau is built on the dragon vein, and once the five feng shui bureaus are linked, the 'trapped dragon bureau' will be completed.

It is said that once this feng shui formation is activated, it will cut off the 'dragon qi'.

At that time, the wind and clouds will change abruptly, and the country will change hands, so this feng shui bureau is also called: 'Dragon Slaying Platform'. ”

The people around him listened to the clouds and mountains one by one, and they didn't understand what Lin Yi was talking about at all.

Only Academician Zhou seemed to have some resonance with Lin Yi's remarks.

"When I was young, I listened to the chatter of those people who came to the desert with us, saying that this Kunlun Mountain is the location of the dragon vein of my Chinese nation, if the 'trapped dragon situation' you just said really exists, then can you conclude that the ultimate purpose of King Jingjue to build this mausoleum is to overthrow the Central Plains Dynasty and replace it?"

"It's a very big possibility! It's just that we need more information to confirm this idea. ”

Lin Yi walked slowly to the bottom of the bronze coffin.

The iron chain above his head suddenly began to creak and tremble, forming a kind of resonance with the nine big tripods on the ground.

"Lao Lin, listen, doesn't this voice look like someone is talking?"

Lin Yi stabilized his mind and listened carefully.

These resonant voices do seem to be connected into a complete sentence:

"Death to trespassers on forbidden land!"

"I heard, it's 'Death to trespassers!' ”

"I heard it too, what should I do, Advisor Lin, what should we do now?"

The sensitive nerves of the crowd were once again greatly challenged, and they were all in a mess, trembling, not knowing where to hide.

At this moment, the iron chains bound on the bronze coffin above his head suddenly loosened, and the entire bronze coffin hung upside down in midair.

I don't know if it was the effect of gravity or something at work, but the lid of the bronze coffin actually slipped off.

Just listen to the sound of "bang", the coffin lid fell to the ground, and the whole space made a muffled sound of "buzzing".

The coffin inside revealed the lineup.

The shape is not at all like the coffin style of the Central Plains Dynasty or even the folk.

The shape is more like a rectangular double-door wardrobe, covered with gold lacquer paintings, and it is not clear what is covered.

But the moment in the center, the huge red eyeballs are eye-catching.

Just when everyone's eyes were on the coffin, the two coffin doors suddenly opened with a "bang", and there was really a person lying inside.

He was dressed in a gorgeous garment made of gold and silver thread, a crown of five phoenixes with cloisonné on his head, a hoopoe on both sides of his hair, his hands folded on his chest, and a tail braided with gold thread on his abdomen, embellished with black gems.

A delicate golden mask is fastened over his face.

The mask shows the part of the eye, and the mouth is a row of sharp teeth set with gemstones.

"Hoopoe, tiger teeth, leopard tail! Could this be the legendary Queen Mother of the West? ”

Just as Lin Yi was secretly thinking to himself, the humanoid figure suddenly stood up from the coffin.

The mask on her face also fell off, and a woman's face with her eyes closed and her face pale and her hair scattered appeared in front of everyone.

The woman who was chained in the coffin turned out to be Xiao Chen who appeared in the mural after stepping on the mechanism in the tomb!

"It's Xiao Chen!"

"What's going on? Xiao Chen is obviously in the mural, how can he get into the coffin? ”

"Advisor Lin, what's going on?"

"What should we do?"

Lin Yi didn't answer, twisted the backpack to his chest, took out a black donkey's hooves and held it in his hand.

"Lao Lin, this is really evil, what should I do next? Dude, listen to you. ”

"yes man, what the hell is this? We will follow what you say. ”

Abdu and Wang Qiang each picked up their weapons and stood by Lin Yi's side.

Xiao Chen's body slowly moved from the coffin to the edge, and the whole person fell to the ground in a flutter.

The eyes suddenly opened, and the kernels of the eyes were actually a dull yellow, and the pupils were erected in the middle, like a pair of snake eyes.

After his eyes swept over everyone, he suddenly let out a howl from his mouth, raised his arms and attacked Lin Yi and them.

Lin Yi picked up a handful of glutinous rice with his other hand and sprinkled it without hesitation.

After the glutinous rice came into contact with "Xiao Chen's" body, it immediately ignited bursts of smoke, and a burnt smell of glutinous rice and the smell of corpses emitted by Bai Lu's wound before permeated the entire space.

"Damn, this time I've met a real zongzi!"

Lin Yi scolded in his mouth.

(End of chapter)