Chapter 815 Eighty-Four-Nine The action is like rotten wood, and the words are like thunder
Early the next morning, Meng Shuai arrived at the entrance of the ancestral land of the Hades Clan.
Thanks to a day of time buffer, he went to the black earth world again in the evening to make up for the knowledge of the ancestral land, otherwise he would have been blindfolded today.
It's just that the ancestral land of the underworld is the most sacred place of the underworld, even ordinary priests don't want to get close, and there are only the four priests who can take a little side, and it happens to be the end of the underworld. At most, the Shadow only knows the entrance to the ancestral land, and the inside is something that has never been seen at all.
Meng Shuai only needs to know the entrance, and there is some common sense.
It is said that this ancestral land existed when the Hades existed, and it is related to the legend of the phoenix. Meng Shuai thought that this place should be related to the passage that could leave in the legend of the underworld, but he asked Zhou Duo and said that it was not in the same direction at all. This ancestral land is just a dead land, and it is only very mysterious.
After thinking about it for a long time, Meng Shuai still took Zhou Duo with him. He needed someone to break the woman out of the way at the right time to make things easier for him. In fact, Zhou Duo himself is quite clever, otherwise he would not have survived alone among so many people. It's just that I'm probably living too depressed, and now I'm a little short-tempered, and I even have a tendency to be silently perverted.
Before leaving, Meng Shuai reminded Zhou Duo to be careful of the woman, vaguely pointing out that her identity was not simple, Zhou Duo said: "I have long felt like this. Styx served Hades for a long time, and he was not rewarded at all. Is it possible for a young woman to serve an old man who is dying, who has lost his authority and property, and who is not a relative, and who has no purpose?"
Meng Shuai thought for a while and said, "That makes sense, didn't anyone else doubt it?"
Zhou Duo sneered: "The underworld people are sometimes considered ...... Simple, right. They don't think there. Probably because he thinks that the dead is a priest after all, with a bit of divine aura, and it is understandable that someone will stick it upside down?"
Meng Shuai said: "Anyway, you just don't get trapped." Her name is Styx, what should I call her?"
Zhou Duo said: "In your capacity, just call a 'Ke'. Except for a few great priests like you, there is no one worthy of your name, and they are all called by their first names. When you see a few high priests, you add a priest. In fact, the name of the underworld is very simple, it's just a tribe, how can there be so much attention?"
When he arrived at the entrance of the ancestral land, Meng Shuai felt that the two of them were waiting. Judging from the psychic power induction, it should be one person holding another person. The one who is being held is, of course, the middle of the dead.
Approaching Ming Zhong, Meng Shuai realized that he was really an old man. There was a smell of decay on his body, which could not be dispersed even in the empty field. Meng Shuai was very surprised that he didn't notice it in his room at the beginning, probably because the strong **** smell covered this kind of decay.
Shen Zhong sensed Meng Shuai's approach, and said, "Priest Ji is here?"
Meng Shuai said: "Priest Zhong is good. Go in?"
The priest said, "Only the two of us can enter this place." Let's go. You hold me a little. ”
Meng Shuai stepped forward to help, and Ming Zhong left Ming Ke, and suddenly pressed on Meng Shuai's elbow. Meng Shuai suddenly felt that his arm sank, as if he had set up a hemp bag, and suddenly scolded in his heart: Didn't this old guy put all his weight on me?
The entrance to the ancestral land is a cave with an upward slope. I don't know if it's because the underworld people don't have eyes, but ordinary buildings don't use stairs, but slopes. Meng Shuai had only encountered a staircase outside the gate.
The cave grew deeper and wetter. It's a good place, and the underground world has very limited resources, including water. There are only a limited number of springs in the city of the underworld, but fortunately, the population is small and it is not tight.
As he walked, Meng Shuai suddenly stiffened and almost stopped. "What's wrong?"
Meng Shuai said: "It's okay." ”
It turned out that there were looming lights in the tunnel ahead.
Isn't it a strange thing that there are lights in the gathering place of the underworld people who are blind everywhere, and the light of the fire can still be seen?
But Meng Shuai immediately reacted, the underworld he played had no eyes, and it was absolutely impossible to see the lights, if he showed flaws, I was afraid that he would not be able to hide the old fox beside him.
After walking a few steps, the lights got closer and closer. Meng Shuai found out that this was a huge ever-bright lamp, and the shape of the lamp was a bit like a phoenix, of course, because of abstraction, it was a little uncertain, and the lamp oil contained in it had bottomed out.
Then with this light, Meng Shuai could see the traces of the excavation of the surrounding corridors, and suddenly his heart moved, and he said secretly: It seems that I have seen it somewhere......
By the way, he came out of the ice and snow world and walked through a passage, and at that time, Honghu said that it was the style of the Huangjin Palace, which was almost exactly the same as the style here.
In this way, what is the style of the Phoenix Golden Palace, the style of the underworld, I'm afraid they come from the same source?
When passing by the lights, Ming Zhong suddenly sighed and said, "I don't know if the lights are out?"
Meng Shuai said: "It's still ...... I really don't know. The abruptness of the question just now made him almost say bald.
"It is said that there is an ever-bright lamp here. Once the lights go out, it's time for our luck to end. It's just that no one knows when this light will go out?"
When Meng Shuai heard this, he couldn't help but glance into the lamp, looked at the shallow layer of oil bottom, and said secretly: Your clan's qi is about to run out.
Shen Zhong said slowly: "I guess the number of qi is about to run out." ”
Meng Shuai's heart tightened slightly, and he always felt that this old guy meant something, and said, "I don't see it that way." ”
The underworld sighed and said, "Do you think the underworld still has a bright future?"
Meng Shuai said: "Of course." For some reason, he always felt nervous in front of this old man, and tried to speak as little as possible, and tried to learn the sound of the dead season perfectly.
"That's not what I heard about. I heard that you are very pessimistic about the future of your people, and even think that your people are completely wrong, so you went out to worship privately. I've heard that you even want to abandon your people and leave your life alone. ”
Meng Shuai was secretly vigilant and said, "Are you accusing me?"
"No, how can I accuse you?" I just sighed, different paths to the same end. The crisis in the clan, several of us have felt it. As for the uncle's sacrifice, he refused to give up, and he wanted to go against the current. You're trying to take a detour. What about me...... I can see it, go with the flow, and don't mind anymore. ”
Meng Shuai thought about it, it seemed that this was really the case, and continued to play his role conscientiously, and said, "Uncle sacrifice is delusional, you ...... Hehe......"
"It seems that you still don't give up. Well, if you still want to try it, look for inspiration in the ancestral land. Do you remember the legends of the Ancestral Land?"
Meng Shuai said: "How can I not remember this?" In fact, he didn't know at all, just talking.
Shen Zhong said: "After the human emperor mends the sky, the spiritual land is scattered, and all kinds of divine beasts are fighting for the land. It was at that time that my Phoenix God fought with the evil turtle and lost, and he lost seven or eight out of ten of his spiritual source, implicating our clansmen. At that time, the underworld was robbed of light, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, grass and trees, frost and dew, and from then on, we were destined to be crippled. ”
Meng Shuai's heart jumped, he had heard the battle between the phoenix and the turtle more than once, but this narrative seemed to involve a deeper level, and it didn't even seem like a myth.
Hades continued: "The reason why our clansmen did not take the initiative to integrate into the world of the Turtle God like those scattered traitors was because of faith, and because the Phoenix God had expectations. I hope that the Phoenix God will return one day, and we are all its faithful messengers, and under God, we are in control. Now it seems that the ancestors made the wrong choice. ”
Meng Shuai couldn't help but think about it, and replied: "Even if the ancestors knew today's result, they would have chosen that way at the beginning. ”
"This doesn't look like you're saying it. Do you think that the ancestors are really just legendary saints? Our clan is the direct bloodline of the Phoenix God, and we are most implicated by the Phoenix God, and we have directly lost our eyes, even if we do not follow the Phoenix God, I am afraid it will be difficult to gain a foothold. Unless we actively intermarry with foreigners, our blood will be mixed. Rather than this, it is better to choose to wait and wait until the day when the bitterness comes. It's just that there may not really be such a day. ”
Meng Shuai said: "Those traitors may not be doing well. Maybe it's already dead. ”
"No, they're doing well. Not only does the bloodline continue to this day, but it also establishes a great power on the ground. What is it called...... Golden Palace?"
Meng Shuai said secretly: Huangjin Palace, but these three words must not come out of his mouth, so he did not answer this sentence.
Shen Zhong continued: "In short, we are like this today, there are the causes that were planted back then, and there are also the consequences of our own lax precautions and taking the wrong path, which are incorrigible and incorrigible. ”
Meng Shuai listened to it, although he was not from the underworld, he couldn't empathize, but he also sensed that kind of despair, especially in the dark, looking at the crumbling lonely lamp, he felt that the life of the underworld was like oil in the lamp, heading towards exhaustion.
"Do you know the tiger?"
Meng Shuai was stunned and said, "I ......" Did he know or didn't know?
"It is said to be a fierce beast on the ground. When it is alive, it is majestic, like a god in the sky, but before it dies, any jackal hyena, any vulture, all dare to covet it, which is called the tiger falling Pingyang being bullied by dogs. Just like us Hades now. ”
Meng Shuai's heart sank. If he just felt that what he had just said meant was meant, there would be no doubt about these words.
Sure enough, there was something in his words.
What does that mean? Does he doubt himself? Or something else?
Meng Shuai became alert, but did not react immediately. After all, there is only one old man in front of him, and in the case of lights, it does not exceed his teleportation range, and he can restrain the other party at any time, but he is not in a hurry to startle the snake.
He just asked, confused, "What do ......you mean?" Is there a little one who covets me?
Ming Zhong sneered and said, "The danger is around, maybe it's an inconspicuous little person, maybe it's our closest person." He said slowly, "What do you think of the girl next to me?"