Chapter 409: Marching Chess
Although Zhao Ming and the others said that they should hurry up and rush to the core secret room of this secret room before those people, but after entering the same way, their steps still couldn't help but slow down, no one dared to take it lightly in this secret room, even Murong Bo, who was a descendant of the Great Yan Imperial Family, did not dare to guarantee that what he knew must be all here, although he didn't want to meet those people, but so many years of experience told him that it was better to be cautious in the face of the unknown, especially in this kind of secret treasure that was obviously dangerous. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Murong Bo's thoughts, Zhao Ming could naturally see that he didn't dare to say that he really encountered any danger to protect everyone, and the best thing was to be careful.
Several people moved forward step by step in the dark, but fortunately, this passage was not long, and a few people saw the end of their fellow paths after half a cup of tea.
"Hu ......" Murong Fu, who was nervous all the way by his father, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after seeing the stone gate at the end, he suddenly felt that compared to this experience, he had lived in vain in the past few decades, and those so-called rivers and lakes were not enough to see at all, or that the so-called rivers and lakes were really no longer on the same level as what he was facing now.
Compared with Murong Fu's relaxation, Zhao Ming and Murong Bo's expressions became more serious.
Murong Bo's footsteps couldn't help but pause, but soon he lifted his feet again and continued to walk forward.
Zhao Ming frowned, this way down and down was not as he thought, but it was very calm, and everyone came to the end safely, but Zhao Ming didn't believe that it would be so simple to make the secret passage so mysterious, even if it was a fellow Dao who opened it with the secret key in his hand, it would be so dangerous, and if he was not careful, he would be doomed, Zhao Ming didn't believe that there would be no traps here.
The words in Zhao Ming's heart are also what Murong Bo thinks at this moment, he has not only seen the kind of crisis in the special tunnel where he dies accidentally, but also came in from another fellow Dao, what kind of crisis is hidden in such a passage He knows best in his heart, and his dragging arm is the best warning, so the more cautious he is at the moment, the more worried he is in his heart.
Compared to the change in the expressions of several people, Xiao Lu, who didn't know anything and only knew that she was pulling Zhao Ming's arm, was much better, although she had rarely worried in her heart, but that's all.
Several people quickly walked to the stone gate, Murong Bo looked at the stone gate in front of him solemnly, and was about to stretch out his hand, but before he could catch the stone gate, the stone gate opened by itself, and a dim light shot at everyone......
Zhao Ming and the others were shocked by the scene in front of them, Zhao Ming's first reaction in his mind was that there was someone outside the door, he instantly pulled Xiaolu to the side, leaning against the stone wall, Murong Bo's speed was also dissatisfied, he counted the ground on his toes, without making a sound at all, and jumped directly into the darkness, and when he passed by Murong Fu, he didn't forget to pull up his stupid son who was standing there and didn't have time to react.
The little girl was so shocked by Zhao Ming that she almost screamed, but fortunately, he reacted quickly and covered her mouth when she was about to scream.
Several people hid in the shadows, and were pressed against the stone wall, staring at the open stone door with a cautious face, at this moment the stone door could accommodate one person to enter, and the light shining in from outside the stone gate also illuminated the dim passage a little.
However, Zhao Ming and the others had been stalemate for a cup of tea and did not hear any movement, and Zhao Ming's eyes couldn't help but begin to flicker.
Zhao Ming glanced back at Murong Bo's father and son, who were unwilling to leave him, but Murong Bo obviously didn't set off to check at all, and still stared at Shimen with a cautious face, obviously this situation was also a bit unexpected by him.
Zhao Ming took Xiao Lu's hand tightly, Zhao Ming, who was not very used to holding a girl's hand, was already a little accustomed to holding Xiao Lu's hand at the moment, Xiao Lu seemed to feel Zhao Ming's thoughts, and her hand couldn't help but tighten.
Zhao Ming slowly walked towards the stone gate, it's not that Zhao Ming was too careful, everything hundreds of years ago may be full of danger, not to mention that this is still the treasure left by Dayan, who was able to occupy a place in the powerful and chaotic era at that time, for his descendants, how could it be easy for outsiders to get it.
Just like the scene in front of him, if this door was opened by those who came in after him, then there was no need for them to be so unmoved, the moment when the innate existence of martial arts was weakened was already the pinnacle that martial artists could climb, no matter whether the two innate envoys of Nan Kejin or Da Song were among those people, the reaction at this moment should not be so motionless.
Zhao Ming cautiously walked to the stone door, his eyes aimed at the stone room outside.
The oil lamps in the stone chamber have been lit, but Zhao Ming believes that those oil lamps should be lit soon, Zhao Ming does not believe that any oil lamps can support hundreds of years of burning without extinguishing, and Zhao Ming has not seen traces left by long-term smoke and baking on those oil lamps, it is obvious that the oil lamps here have just been lit.
Zhao Ming glanced at everything in this secret room at first glance, there were two stone doors in the secret room, and the other stone door was just opposite Zhao Ming, there were many stone statues in the stone room, all kinds, there were attacking knights, scribes with lupine scarves, but more soldiers with turtle shells and spears on their backs.
Zhao Ming looked at the pattern in the stone room, his eyes couldn't help but be a little strange, if it was a native of the Tianlong World, he really wouldn't necessarily know what these things were when he saw this scene in front of him, but Zhao Ming, who came from the later generation, looked at all this in front of him more and more familiarly, and he had a feeling of being in the afterlife.
"How does this feel like chess, or chess??? could it be that chess was introduced to China so early?" Zhao Ming looked at the layout in front of him, one head was two big, he had never learned the way of chess, not to mention that the way of moving chess at this moment was still a little different from that of later generations.
Zhao Ming definitely imagined that if he entered the chess game and finally failed, the ending would not be very good.
Murong Bo, who had been hidden, couldn't help but come over after seeing the change in Zhao Ming's expression, and he was also at a loss after seeing the chess game outside the door that covered the entire stone room, it was obvious that this kind of marching chess that was prevalent back then had not been handed down by the people of the Great Yan clan after the extinction, or they thought that this entertainment game was useless for the Great Yan remnants who were facing the catastrophe of extinction and had the mission of recovering the country.