Chapter 159: The Man on the Wall Looks Like Me

Seeing Zhang Lingchuan's appearance, I concluded that he must know something.

So he hurriedly asked, "Boss, what does this sentence mean?" ”

When Ah Tao heard this, she also turned her ears.

Zhang Lingchuan had no choice but to sigh and tell us the story of the Eight Immortals.

"You know the Eight Immortals."

I nodded: "The eight immortals cross the sea, each showing their magical powers, I know this." ”

When I was a child, I used to hear the people in the village tell it after dinner.

It's just that I don't know what this Eight Immortals has to do with this sentence.

Zhang Lingchuan kept at his feet, leading us through a long passage through the tomb, while speaking.

"I also saw it in a gossip book, which may not be accurate, but I think it has some reference value."

Usually when he started to say this, I knew that Zhang Lingchuan was going to start talking nonsense.

"I remember that the book said that people have life and death, and God also has the five decays of heaven and man."

"Actually, in this world, there is anything about the word immortality, and all of them are a scam."

He suddenly turned his head and stared at my face and said, "Because, in this world, neither man nor God can escape the laws of nature. ”

I think he has a point.

However, I felt that something was not quite right.

"Boss, the owner of this tomb may also be discussing the secret method of immortality."

"After all, he's trying to control time, and if he controls time, or stays here all the time and doesn't go out, wouldn't it be no different from immortality."

Zhang Lingchuan looked at the glimmer of light in the long passage and suddenly spoke.

"How do you know that this tomb owner must be in control of time?"

"If he really has control, he should live here, or let us see him."

"It's not that the door is almost closed, and there is not even a shadow."

When he reminded me of this, I reacted.

In the immortal tomb, there are too many strange things.

If the owner of the tomb is really still there, he must have the ability to reach the sky with his hands and eyes.

Pinch us to death.

It's much easier than crushing a few ants.

Can you allow us to come out of that tomb and walk all the way to this great hall?

"By the way, boss, you haven't said that the Eight Immortals have anything to do with the old man's words."

Zhang Lingchuan always speaks like this.

Thinking too jumpy, often talking about something in the east and something in the west.

If I don't pay attention, it's easy to get back on the subject.

Zhang Lingchuan spoke: "Then again, the relationship between the Eight Immortals and that sentence is actually quite close. ”

It is recorded in that book that God will also have heavenly and human decays. Whenever the immortals and gods decay, it means that the masters in the Kunlun Wonderland will change their blood again. ”

I nodded: "In other words, those so-called immortals are just a job title, not a specific person." For the gods who are engaged in those titles will also die. ”

Zhang Lingchuan snapped his fingers: "That's right." ”

"So, I don't know if you have found it, in fact, there are at least a dozen versions of the legend of the Eight Immortals."

"Because the Eight Immortals of each dynasty seem to be different."

"But let's take a guess and we'll find out. In fact, the reason for this situation is not necessarily a mistake in folk circulation, but the existence of eight immortals in every dynasty. ”

When he heard this, Ah Tao, who was walking in front, also stopped, and then turned his head to look at Zhang Lingchuan.

"So I think that the Eight Immortals have actually received the karma of the true gods, so they can become immortals!"

"Otherwise, ordinary people can become fart immortals if they think about cultivation like this."

Zhang Lingchuan has a point.

But if you really want to speculate.

Could it be that the big devil hidden in my body is some great man who has been preached by the true God?

But what happened to him, that he did not become a god, but became a demon?

Thinking of this, I am even more entangled.

He is so big, which means that the follow-up trouble will be bigger and bigger.

If we can get out alive, I am afraid that we will be fiercely pursued by many people.

Ah Tao walked forward quickly: "Hurry up and find out if there is any written record here?" ”

"I'd like to see what the hell is buried here!"

"If there is any elixir in it, if you eat it, you can live for a few more decades, and it can be regarded as immortality for mortals."

I thought of Zhang Lingchuan with only one year left to live, and I couldn't help but feel a sinking in my heart.

Could it be that Zhang Lingchuan has been repeatedly emphasizing to me that there is no immortality just now, just because he is afraid that I will go astray for his affairs in the future?

But in my heart, Zhang Lingchuan is the most important.

I would never, and never will, watch him die in front of me.

As soon as I stepped into the main hall, I knew where the light came from.

More than a dozen mermaid lamps taller than a person were burning brightly, and I don't know how many years they had been burning like this, and the candle oil slowly flowed down the huge candle.

Like a dying old man, crying silently.

I suddenly felt a sense of historical grandeur.

There is no writing in this tomb, but there are many frescoes.

The golden murals depict many fairy scenes, including the ethereal Kunlun banquet, and the solemnity of the gods inspecting the world. There are even some unexplained fight scenes.

Lifelike and breathtaking.

I was immersed in such a brilliant and magnificent scene and couldn't extricate myself, and I couldn't help but hear Zhang Lingchuan suddenly say that.

"I don't know if this thing can be extended."

"If you put it on the black market, you can definitely make a lot of money."

"Maybe, I can retire from the rivers and lakes."

I looked at Zhang Lingchuan a little speechlessly: "Why don't you let go of the murals of the immortal tomb." ”

This makes me wonder if Zhang Lingchuan owes some huge debts.

Now he is desperately trying to catch ghosts and suppress evil, but he is just to make money and pay off his debts.

As soon as I turned around, I noticed that he had really bent down to get something to get ready for the mural......

"No, you're real!"

"Even if this thing is extended, can it be sold?"

"Being known by others, our lives are not guaranteed. Do you know what it means to be guilty? ”

Zhang Lingchuan was fearless: "I'm afraid that the matter of our going to the tomb has already spread outside." ”

"No matter if I have the chance to come to this place, even if I fight for my life, I have to bring something out."

"Otherwise, I won't be blind!"

I sighed and had to go to his aid.

However, the mural was only halfway through when I noticed something was wrong.

I patted Zhang Lingchuan on the shoulder.

"Boss—"

He was so engrossed in the mural of the banquet that he didn't have time to pay attention to me.

But I had a heart hanging in my head.

"Something is wrong, come and see."

He then turned his head to look at where my finger was pointing.

It was a mural on the side, and there was no scene on it, and there was no story.

There was only a long-haired man in a fluttering coat, standing on the top of a hill overlooking the world.

At a glance, we were all attracted by the man's bearing.

Immortals, these two words came to my mind for the first time so concretely.

But that's not the most important thing.

On top of that, fuck, the man on the mural looks exactly like me!