Chapter 17: The Tomb of the Hidden King

At that moment, Ding Dayong was carrying ten hard hands, each of whom wore armor and protective gear, held a shield and a sharp blade, and carried a hard bow cross-body. Someone else brought an iron net, and many barbs were hung on the net to catch the python. Everything was cleaned up, Ding Da was leading the way with a torch in his hand, Wu Shijiu, Jin Wenjian and others followed, and everyone rushed in.

As soon as you enter the tomb gate, you will find a corridor, and about four people can pass side by side. I saw countless pairs of eyes painted on the wall, on the top, and on the ground, no matter which direction you looked at, those eyes seemed to be staring at you, and you couldn't help but feel a chill in your back.

Walking further, there are two narrow dark rooms at the end of the corridor, in which some items are stacked in the shadows, all of which are pots and pots of daily necessities, covered with dust and cobwebs, and look old. Everyone thought to themselves, this is probably the north and south ear chambers.

Ding Dayong did not stop, holding the torch and continuing to walk. After walking dozens of feet away, he raised his hand to signal everyone to stop, took out a fire bullet from his bosom, lit it with a torch, and rolled forward along the ground. Less than a kilometer away, a huge stone hammer suddenly stretched out from the stone wall on the side, and with a bang, smashed the firelight bullet into powder, and sparks shot out in all directions.

Everyone was shocked, it seemed that there was a middle room in front of them, and it was really a good place to do it.

Ding Dayong was also sweating on his forehead at this moment, because they had never entered this tomb, and he was not completely sure what ambush would be next. At this time, the entourage took out eight steel cones, and smashed them into the stone wall in the eight directions of Qian, Kun, Kan, Li, Zhen, Xun, Dui, and Gen according to the Bagua system, and then wound something between the eight steel cones.

Wu Shijiu was puzzled, and just wanted to ask, but when he heard Jin ask, he said: "This must be the tomb keeper Bafang." ”

Ding Dayong said: "Exactly, if you tie five elements of wire between the eight iron cones, you can connect them into a net." ”

As he spoke, he picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at it, and saw the flames splashing everywhere, and the stone was cut into several pieces and fell to the ground.

Ding Dayong said: "This five-element silk is forged from five metals: gold, silver, copper, iron, and tin, and it is extremely tough, and it is almost difficult to find with the naked eye, and it is left by the ancestors of the Ding family. If there is a foreign object in the tomb that escapes, the eight-sided peg and the five-element silk can be intercepted. ”

Wu Shijiu said: "If we have to retreat, won't we also be dismantled?"

Ding Dayong said: "Rest assured, we have left an exit more than one person wide in the direction of the Gen hexagram in the southeast corner. Everyone, look at ......" He touched lightly with the steel knife in his hand, and the five elements tied between the eight slings suddenly lit up, and a gossip map appeared, but there was a large gap in the direction of the hexagram, enough for one person to pass through.

Wu Shijiu and Shuangxixi glanced at each other and nodded, thinking that these people deserved to guard the tomb for more than a thousand years, and they did have something extraordinary.

Ding Dayong commanded a few people to spread the huge iron net on the ground at the exit of the middle room and set up a mechanism to prevent the giant python from escaping out in fright.

When everything was arranged, he took out another flare bomb, lit it and threw it forward, the flare shot in a long arc and fell to the ground. Suddenly, a large knife stretched out from the wall next to it and slashed straight down, slashing at the ground with a "dang" sound, and sparks burst out.

The location where the flare bomb fell was exactly on the west side of the middle room.

Ding Dayong said: "Everyone, please see, the ground of this middle room is arranged according to the direction of the gossip and eight gates, and the reason why I threw the firelight bomb to the west just now is to test the mechanism there." ”

Jin asked quickly: "The Western exchange, the five elements belong to gold, it is a shocking door, no wonder there will be a big knife falling." ”

The fat man sighed: "The person who designed the tomb of the Hidden King must be proficient in the Five Elements Bagua and the art of Qimen Dunjia, if ordinary thieves break in rashly, I don't know how many times they will die in this middle room." ”

Ding Dayong pointed to an entrance on the right and said: "This is the dry position, and it is also the door opening, and the Qiangua is the head of the gossip, and we enter from here." As long as you can enter the Gengong Shengmen and find the key to closing the mechanism, you will be successful. So everyone must follow me well, and don't walk around on your own. As he spoke, he carefully stepped on the dry position with one foot, tried the strength, and saw that there was no reaction, so he dared to step on the other foot to confirm that it was safe here, and then walked along the dry position step by step.

The crowd followed the footprints he had stepped on, and they moved forward tentatively. After walking more than ten zhang away, there was a sudden "boom" in the tomb and a friction and collision sound, and the whole ground rotated.

Ding Da's face changed color and shouted: "It's not good, the direction of the eight doors in the tomb has changed, and we have entered the door of death!"

Wu Shijiu and the others looked at their feet and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. It turned out that the entire ground was moving, and I think someone stepped into it and triggered the gravity induction, and the giant eight-door diagram under his feet was displaced, which could have moved everyone to the direction of the death door.

The Gate of Death is located in the direction of Kungong in the southwest of the center, belonging to the earth, and the Lord lives and dies, but this displacement, the Gate of Death enters the palace, which is a great omen.

Wu Shijiu was worried about Shuangxixi's safety, and looked around to find her location, but heard her scream: "Ah...... What is this!" It turned out that a fluorescent-colored insect had crawled up to her feet, and the girl's family was most afraid of these small insects, so she couldn't help but stomp her feet and trample the insects to death.

Ding Dayong said: "Don't step on it......" Before he finished speaking, he heard a "rustle" sound around him, and hundreds of fluorescent-colored insects crawled out of the cracks in the corners of the walls. Each insect is half the size of a palm, and its whole body glows with fluorescence, and someone shouts, "It's a scorpion, a scorpion that glows!"

Shuangxixi, Fat Ye and others showed their blades one after another, kicking and beating, and although the scorpions that crawled to the front were knocked out, a large number of fluorescent scorpions soon crawled over.

Ding Dayong shouted: "Use the torch, use the torch to ......" said and handed the torch forward, and sure enough, the scorpion was afraid of fire and immediately avoided it.

But how can a few small torches stop thousands of scorpions? In a short time, the walls and the roof of the tomb were also covered with scorpions. Some scorpions fell from the top and landed on the neck of a person, and they stung them violently with their tail pins. The man screamed "Ahh

At this moment, the scorpions swarmed up, lay on the man's body and began to suck blood, and in a moment they sucked him until he was only a pile of skin and bones.

Shuangxi grabbed Wu Shijiu and dragged him to his side, and shouted at the others: "Everyone move closer to me......" As he spoke, he threw away the two psychic whips and danced into a huge ring, protecting everyone in the middle. The fluorescent scorpion rushed up to the last batch, and was blocked by the psychic whip. But going on like this is not a way after all, no matter how long the internal force is, there will be a time when it will run out.

Wu Shijiu said: "Brother Ding, you said that this scorpion is afraid of fire?"

"Yes, scorpions are afraid of the wind, and they are afraid of fire. ”

"I see. ”

"You...... What are you going to do?" Shuangxixi's voice trembled, for fear that he would do something impulsive.

Wu Shijiu smiled, took a breath of true qi, concentrated his internal force on his arms, and shouted: "Open!" A move of "first sound and then reality" came out of the gap between the two whips. Shuangxixi's double whip almost danced impermeably, and he was able to come out of the cracks, and the innate twelve styles were wonderful, which surprised everyone present.

The fluorescent scorpion saw that someone had come out of the circle and surrounded them. Wu Shijiu ran his arms through his arms, carried the fire spirit trick, opened the sky and saw the sun with one move, opened his palms, and saw several flames burning towards the scorpion group.

How hot the masculinity of Bi Fang's fire sac, coupled with Wu Shijiu's continuous practice of the "Hug Xuan Heart Sutra", the flame palm at this time was already extraordinary, his internal strength was long, and the flames continued to erupt, burning half of the scorpions to death in an instant. These fluorescent scorpions originally lived in dark and damp tombs, and did not see sunlight all day long, but at this time, they were scorched by the flame palms, and they could no longer bear it, and the rest of the scorpions turned around and fled, and after a while, they ran away.

Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief, and the fat man leaned on the wall and said, "There are really a lot of strange ...... in this tomb."

Ding Dayong was shocked: "Don't touch the wall......"

As soon as the word "wall" came out, a small hole suddenly appeared on the wall, and a Tiege was stabbed out, and the spearhead grazed the tip of the fat man's nose. Then dozens of Changge stabbed out of the wall, and a room of people dodged left and right, and they were beaten in a hurry. Among the people accompanying Ding Dayong, three were stabbed, but fortunately it was not fatal, but the blood did not stop flowing.

After this round of attacks, the entire floor of the middle room spun again, and everyone was thrown to the east side. Ding Dayong shouted: "Be careful, this time you have arrived at the injured door." ”

The wounded door originally lived in the Oriental Earthquake Palace, and the five elements belonged to wood. But this time, he entered the Kan Palace with an injury, and he was a murderer.

A gust of wind blew, and the torches of the people were extinguished one after another.

Before everyone could take out the fire fold, they heard a rumbling sound, and then several people snorted "um" and "hey" repeatedly, as if they had been hit by some heavy object, and flew far away and fell to the ground.

Wu Shijiu just called out "Double Girl......", a strong wind hit his face in the dark, something swooped over, he didn't have time to think, he slapped his palm with a move, but he felt that the texture of his hand was rough, it seemed to be a round wood, and the impact force was extremely violent.

Wu Shijiu carried up the congenital twelve styles, turned sideways and used the force to remove the impact force, gently put the log on the ground, and only heard the sound of "ah" in his ears, thinking that many people were injured by the log before they could dodge, and couldn't help but feel anxious: "Double girl...... Senior Jin, senior brother, where are you......" He was afraid that Shuangxi would be injured, his voice trembled, and he could hardly help himself.

Suddenly, a soft voice sounded in my ear: "I'm following you, don't worry." ”

In the dark, Wu Shijiu stretched out his hand and happened to hold one of Shuangxixi's palms, only to feel silky and delicate, and his heart was a little more settled.

Suddenly, there was a metallic resonance, a few sparks were sparked, and with the faint light of the fire, Wu Shijiu quickly glanced around, and found that Ding Dayong was lying on the ground, and the fat man rubbed his two knives, emitting faint sparks, and Jin Wenjian was on guard back to back. The others were not so lucky, they were knocked to the ground by a log, and their mouths were spurting blood, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

At this time, there are still logs shooting out, and some logs hit the opposite wall, and I don't know what mechanism it causes, and the sound of sharp weapons breaking through the air, the sound of wind, the sound of impact, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground in the whole middle room "Ping Pong" resounded. Wu Shijiu listened to the wind to identify the position, pulled Shuangxixi to dodge step by step, and in the darkness, Ding Da shouted loudly: "The three doors of death, shock, and injury have all been triggered, and the middle room is about to fall!

Wu Shijiu pulled Shuangxixi and hurriedly lay down on the ground together, vaguely feeling that the fingers of his left hand supporting his body slipped into a few crooked grooves, he pulled out his fingers and touched them again, as if he had touched a word, and he didn't care at first, but the strokes of the word were deep into the stone slab on the ground, and it seemed to be a "very" word to remove the double side. He suddenly remembered, isn't this the "Gen" in gossip?

"Brother Ding?"

"Wu Gongzi, I'm here, what's wrong with you?"

"I felt the ground with a word carved into it. ”

"Ah...... That's the Gen Palace, it's the door of life. ”

When Wu Shijiu heard this, he was pleasantly surprised: "What can I do to save everyone?"

"If you touch the ground around you, there will be recesses like square holes. ”

In the dark, Wu Shijiu stretched out his hands and groped around, fortunately, this place was located in the Shengmen, and those hidden weapons couldn't hurt him for a while. By chance, just one foot next to the word "Gen", Wu Shijiu touched a square hole, about an inch square, and couldn't help but be ecstatic: "Brother Ding, I found it, there is a square hole......"

"Let's find a way to light the fire, hurry up and light the fire to fold ......"

Five small fires lit up one after another in the darkness, and the only people alive in the tomb were Wu Shijiu, Shuangxixi, Fat Ye, Jin Wenji and Ding Dayong.

Ding Da pointed to the north direction: "There!"