Chapter 17: The Eight Gates

Zhuge Wanling walked a few steps forward alone, touching the tall boulder. From the former tomb to this place, it seems that they have approached the tomb owner's tomb, and this Stonehenge is probably the last resort used by the tomb owner to isolate uninvited guests.

However, why would the owner of the tomb believe that these stones, which have no characteristics except for their large size, can block people's progress?

He looked up, there weren't too many bronze lamps here, and it was much dimmer compared to the brightly lit former burial chamber, and he couldn't see what was in the darkness at the top of the burial chamber, only that it felt like a thick layer of clouds that suppressed the boulders.

And these boulders stand majestically and indomitable in the darkness, the shortest of which are three feet high, and some of which are even higher, as if they stand out from the crowd, and in the depths of it, it seems as if they want to transcend the darkness at the top.

The atmosphere in the air gradually became solemn, Zhuge Wanling took a step back, and at the moment when he wanted to see the face of this stone formation, he seemed to feel a terrifying majesty, like the majesty of the newborn between heaven and earth.

"It's up and down. Zhuge Wanling muttered, the reason why the lights here are dim is because the owner of the tomb wants to create a sense of "heaven" and "earth" bordering?

The Tianxing feng shui diagram carved on the ground of the former tomb also shows the hexagram of "Qianshang and Kunxia", is this what the tomb owner wants to express?

Although the princes of the previous dynasty attached great importance to the pattern of funerals after death, in such an underground, it also took a lot of people and money to build such a stone henge.

Such a stone henge, although magnificent, is only magnificent. The boulders whose shells have gradually grown moss or peeled off because of time seem to represent a dynasty that was once glorious but has fallen to its perdition.

Ji Dynasty.

This is the name of the previous dynasty, and many people are reluctant to mention it until now. The reason is not only because of the tyrannical conquest in the later period of the previous dynasty, but also because the previous dynasty caused the kings to rise together because of excessive separation.

The world has been chaotic due to war for nearly 70 years, and in these 70 years, heaven and earth seem to have become a huge hot pot, mixed with the blood and tears of hundreds of people, and finally boiled into a dose of bitter water.

Although the world has temporarily entered stability with the full strength of the four countries over the years, some places are still empty and barren, and I really don't know when it will be rebuilt.

Qin Ke was still arguing with Wang Xuanwei: "Then what should we do? Are we just stupidly staying in this place and waiting to die? There is no food or drink here, except for the darkness, there is not even a ghost shadow." In a few days, we'll starve to death here. ”

Wang Xuanwei half-closed his eyes, as if he was pondering something, and he didn't want to spend energy to pay attention to Qin Ke's anger because Abu was threatened just now, but Ding Mo and Hei Qi's faces were a little unkind. In the Mo family, how many people dare to spill with Wang Xuanwei like this?

"Presumptuous. Ding Mo lowered his voice and roared, "You have to remember your identity, who are you, dare to talk nonsense in front of the general?"

"Nonsense?" Qin Ke was originally wronged as a spy and was full of complaints, but now he is blocked in this mausoleum, he can't enter or leave, maybe he has to die here, he also broke the jar and broke down with Ding Mo, "I said that I am not a spy, you don't believe it anyway, since I tell the truth, you don't believe it, you still care about my nonsense?"

Ding Mo's forehead was bruised, if it weren't for the fact that he was still holding the tall and long steel spear in both hands, he was afraid that he would draw a knife and cut this bastard boy on the spot: "With cultivation, secretly watching, you said that you don't have ulterior motives, who believes it?"

"I just believe it myself. Qin Ke knew that he really didn't have any evidence to prove his innocence, but he always felt aggrieved in his heart, but he didn't want Ding Mo to feel weak, so he squinted his eyes and snorted, "The clear ones are self-purifying! I'm just curious, you guys ran out in the middle of the night, but you are more like spies than me, why didn't anyone arrest you?"

"I'm afraid it's a thief shouting to catch a thief. Ding Mo sneered, "Don't worry, when you return to Jishang, someone will interrogate you, if you can survive three days, I will go to see your miserable condition." ”

Qin Ke's throat froze, and although he didn't know who Ding Mo was talking about, he vaguely felt a chill coming all the way up his tail vertebrae. He had never been in prison, but he had seen prisoners parade in the streets in the counties outside the mountains, covered with rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs, and their faces were covered in blood from stones. Curious, he followed him outside the prison door, where he ran away without looking back at a bitter wail.

And now, is this role going to be replaced by him?

Abu stood beside him, looked at Qin Ke with a worried expression, patted him on the shoulder and whispered comfortingly, "It's okay, I believe in you." When we go out, I will beg my husband to take you with me. ”

Gao Changgong watched the quarrel of several people with interest, and said with a smile: "That relationship is good, it just so happens that there are still a lot of vacancies in our Taixue Hall in Jingwu, there is not much more than one person, and there is not much less than one person." The...... Jing Ke?"

"Qin Ke ......"

"Well, little brother Qin Ke, your cultivation method is very special. There are not many people in this world who can avoid my ears. Gao Changgong said, "Otherwise, you will consider settling down in our Jingwu home, and by the way, you will become a teacher again?"

Ding Mo was furious, originally he also had this idea in his heart, but compared to what Gao Changgong said about being a teacher, he was more inclined to use torture to make this little bastard spit out the things in his stomach.

"General Gao, I'm afraid that our prisoners won't be your turn to protect them. He can only enter our Mo family's cell, not your Jing Wu's hall. ”

Gao Changgong shrugged his shoulders and didn't care: "What does it matter?

"You ......" Ding Mo was stunned, and said angrily: "General Gao, I respect you as a famous general in the world, but if you are so rude, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Ding Mo. Wang Xuanwei spoke at this moment, and his voice was low: "What is your identity, what is his identity? You are too presumptuous." ”

"General......" Ding Mo felt Wang Xuanwei's burning gaze like fire, and couldn't help but lower his head.

"General Tall. Wang Xuanwei looked at Gao Changgong, "No matter what you say, this person ...... I was bound to take it. He stretched out his hand and pressed Qin Ke's shoulder, and in an instant, Qin Ke softened as if he was drunk, and he could barely stand.

Abu supported him, looking at Wang Xuanwei's big hand worriedly, but he couldn't think of using his hand to move it away.

"You can go out and talk about it. Gao Changgong laughed, looked at Zhuge Wanling, and shouted, "Do you see what? I even asked someone to drink, it seems that if you can't take Lao Wang to find that thing, I will have to accompany you all the time to be under house arrest by the Mo family." ”

Zhuge Wanling turned around and smiled slightly: "That's not necessarily a bad thing. Clothes come to reach out, food comes to open mouths, doesn't it?"

"That's a good thing for you. Gao Changgong shook his head vigorously, "I don't want to be like a pig in a fence, full of food all day long, who knows when a knife will be on my neck?"

Zhuge Wanling continued to laugh, and did not continue to joke with him, but said to Wang Xuanwei: "This should be a stone formation based on the Eight Gate Dunjia. ”

Wang Xuan looked at the boulder slightly and agreed: "I can see the shadow of some Nine Palace gossip." ”

Zhuge Wanling nodded and exclaimed: "Although General Wang is more proficient in governing the army and the country, he also has research on these miscellaneous studies, which is really admirable to the later students." ”

"Are you mocking me?" Wang Xuanwei said lukewarmly, "You Jing Wu is just a gang, but in a year, it can share the world with the heroes under your hands." Compared with you, what can my Wang Xuanwei's statecraft be worth?"

Zhuge Wanling shook his head, not showing any pride, but said calmly: "Jing Wu just got to the front of the stage by luck." Turning his head, he looked at Stonehenge and said, "Since it is the Eight Gates Dunjia, there are naturally eight doors hidden in it, Open Door, Rest Gate, Life Gate, Injury Gate, Du Gate, Jing Gate, Death Gate, and Shock Gate." ”

"There are no stars in the cave, how to establish the position?" Wang Xuanwei asked.

Zhuge Wanling smiled and said confidently: "Although there are no stars to be seen, there is a star map to rely on." ”