It was raining heavily and the weather was gloomy. The surrounding buildings looked dull and dreary.

There was a sudden noise in the construction tunnel, and Liu Wangtian, who was lying in the tavern, suddenly had a spirit, someone wanted to break the tomb?

Several monks from Xiangji Temple on the side also woke up at this time.

"You feel it, too. Liu Wangtian said.

Several monks nodded, and the following movement caught their attention at the first time, if there were not workers in the construction, then someone must be breaking into the tomb. The only people who know about this tomb are cultivators, and their purpose is very clear, that is, to come to the ghost flute.

Liu Wangtian was very curious, he didn't take the key from Liu's house, these people wanted to forcibly break into the tomb and steal the ghost flute.

Liu Wangtian rubbed his eyes, stood up and said, "Several, let's go down and have a look." “

"It's fine. Several monks returned.

In the construction tunnel, the lights are dim, and there is no one on duty at the post on duty.

There was a deep, rapid gasp from the depths of the tunnel, as if someone was inside.

Several monks looked in the direction of the depths of the tunnel with blazing eyes, and said, "I can feel that the qi inside is flowing out." ”

"Are you saying that the ancient tomb has been destroyed?" asked Liu Wangtian.

Step by step, the monk walked inside and said, "You know only when you see it." ”

At the end of the tunnel that was originally full of black water, there is no black water at all. Liu Wangtian raised a flashlight and shone it over, only to see some complex carvings on the neat rock wall, these traces were carved so deeply that they are still preserved here. But at this moment, there was a faint smell of blood, like pig blood that had been left for a long time.

Liu Wangtian alertly turned the flashlight.

Seeing the scene in front of them, several monks instinctively raised their hands and read, "Amitabha, sin and sin." ”

There were several corpses hanging on the walls beside them, their faces hideous, their deaths horrible and their dilated pupils seemed to tell how much pain they had suffered when they died.

Liu Wangtian walked to the corpse and stretched out his hand to probe, the corpse was still warm, and these people had just died. At the place where the flashlight was irradiated, the neck of the corpse was pierced and nailed to the stone wall. The spike fit snugly to the flesh of the neck, and only a thin trace of blood pooled and flowed out of the front of the spike. The blood had destroyed the carvings of the Soul Trap Array.

Liu Wangtian took down the corpse, and the three middle-aged men in work uniforms should be the staff on duty tonight.

What did they see, even if they died in an instant, they retained the horror in their eyes.

"Master Liu, a stone cave has been found here, which should be the entrance to the ancient tomb. Several monks from the Xiangji Temple said, "Let's continue inside, maybe the murderer is still inside." ”

Liu Wangtian got up and walked towards the entrance of the cave with several monks.

The carvings on both sides of the cave are still fresh, and they are obviously related to the murderer outside. Liu Wangtian really couldn't understand how these people chiseled this stone cave, and it was impossible for him and several other masters of Xiangji Temple to be unaware of such movements.

At the end of the cave, a bright light suddenly appeared, like the light of a candle, warm and soft.

At the end of the cave is a stone chamber, and in front of several people is a sarcophagus, which is placed in the middle of the stone chamber. In the four corners of the stone chamber are four lone lamps, all of which are made of brass vessels, with long wicks dragging inside, and I don't know how many years they have been burning.

The lid of the sarcophagus has been opened, and the heavy lid of the sarcophagus is placed horizontally on the side of the sarcophagus, with some ancient murals carved on it, and there are still traces of the blood of some dried people.

Liu Wangtian put away the flashlight and walked over. There was nothing in the sarcophagus, it was clean and almost spotless.

The monk of Xiangji Temple stretched out his hand to probe at the bottom of the coffin and said, "The bottom is empty, and there should be another world down here." ”

Liu Wangtian asked curiously: "Have you ever been here, so easy to see through the mystery here." ”

The monk smiled and pointed to his ear back, "Listen to the air current." ”

Liu Wangtian was stunned when he heard it, listening to the voice, how could there be any sound.

Another monk laughed heartily and said, "Master Liu, my senior brother has been practicing this kung fu for decades, and this is not something that can be heard by listening to it casually. ”

At this time, the monk with extraordinary ears reached into the coffin and kept groping.

He suddenly stopped and smiled slightly, and said, "I've found the mechanism." I saw that with a push of his hand, the stone slab at the bottom of the coffin slowly retreated to the side. Looking at an empty passage below, several people glanced around and descended to the bottom of the coffin.

......

In the courtyard of the Liu family, a group of people were called to the hall again, and at this time, it was no longer the old lady of the Liu family who was sitting on the main seat.

Liu Ang, the eldest of the Liu family, sat on the main seat, he was rough, tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his voice was full of energy.

"Big brother, what's going on again? We are repairing the ruined ancient building of the Liu family. ”

Liu Ang's expression was a little serious, obviously something was wrong. He muttered, "Something happened to the ancient burial mound over the tunnel. ”

In this remark, the people here who know some of the situation are all cold behind their backs, isn't Liu Wangtian guarding there?

Seeing everyone's reaction, Jiang Qingjiu asked Liu Jiang: "Brother Jiang, what's the situation?"

Liu Jiang briefly told them about the ghost flute.

Jiang Qingjiu and Huang Zimo are both a little worried in their hearts, if this ghost flute is really born, then does it mean that Xi'an City is about to usher in a huge catastrophe.

"What's the matter, isn't Wangtian guarding there with the senior monks of Xiangji Temple, how can something happen?" Liu Jian was a little worried and asked eagerly.

Liu Ang, the eldest of the Liu family, sighed and said: "The one who reported the news also sent the news over, and there was a situation below, and the fourth brother has already gone down to investigate the situation with the senior monks of Xiangji Temple." ”

Speaking of which, Liu Jiang took the initiative to ask Ying and said, "Uncle, I applied to support the fourth uncle." ”

Liu Ang thought about it, the Liu family had just been invaded by outsiders, the old lady was also injured, and the key was still in the Liu family, at this time, someone must be in charge of the Liu family, and Liu Wangtian is now outside, and the other brothers had better not leave the Liu family. Only Liu Jiang is the most suitable.

At this time, Jiang Qingjiu got up and said: "In the battle of Ducheng before, Liu Jiang helped with his life, and I am willing to go with Brother Liu to advance and retreat together." ”

Huang Zimo and Huang Yiping also expressed their willingness to go.

Liu Ang nodded, he didn't know that the prohibition in Jiang Qingjiu's body had been opened at this time.

"Big brother, those corpses outside?"

Liu Ang closed his eyes and said, "The person who died in the tunnel was brought back by the person who reported the news. Their families were found and arrangements were made. ”

.........

Underneath the coffin is a steep path. After walking for a while, the trail gradually flattened.

Underneath is a long passage lined with torches. The torches were brand new and had been burning for a while, and some of them had been extinguished by this time. Underneath the long passage, it was pitch black, and I didn't know if it was an abyss.

Liu Wangtian looked at this passage and exclaimed: "It is rumored that the entire city of Xi'an is a fortress built on the abyss, and it is a blessed land created by the gods, which is why so many emperors built the imperial capital in Xi'an City. My so-called god was just a rumor, but seeing the abyss here, I was a little skeptical. Since we are all able to practice, what is the end of practice? ”

A monk on the side smiled shallowly and said, "Immortals, gods have these beliefs, and if they don't believe, they don't. As for the end of the practice, it seems that no one in our history has ever been able to reach the end. At the end may be the immortal god Buddha. ”

Another monk said, "Several, let's not think about it so much first, for now we need to make sure that the ghost flute is still in this ancient tomb." ”

Liu Wangtian nodded. The crowd passed through the long passage with great speed.

At the end of the passage, there are dozens of scattered passages, which are neatly distributed on the flat stone wall.

Liu Wangtian shook his head and smiled helplessly.

"Shall we go separately, or will we choose a path together?" asked Liu Wangtian.

One of the most senior monks said, "Let's go separately, each individual has his own personal experience and fate." “

Liu Wangtian said: "Okay. “

Liu Wangtian chose the first passage on the left, the most senior monk chose a tunnel in the middle, and the other monks also chose a passage.

Liu Wangtian held up the flashlight in the passage, and sighed in his heart as he walked, the people who can build these buildings must not be simple. Looking at the pitch black passage in front of him, Liu Wangtian sighed, will there be a clue to the ghost flute behind?

After walking for more than ten minutes, a burst of golden light finally appeared in front of me, different from the previous warm and soft light, this burst of light was golden and dazzling, just like the sun's rays.

Walking to the entrance of the passage, Liu Wangtian put away the flashlight. His face was full of golden light, and in front of him was a huge crater, like a large crater left by a meteorite hit, and in the middle of this pit was a golden temple from which the golden light emanated.

The golden temple stood high on a raised stone pile, surrounded by piles of dry bones, and I don't know if it was a human or some other living thing.

At first glance, the golden temple was very sacred, emitting bursts of golden light, like an invulnerable holy place, but the dry bones piled up in circles on the side seemed to tell the strangeness of this place.

Liu Wangtian unconsciously sighed and said: "There are so many dry bones, how many people are killed here." “

At this moment, a figure flashed on the golden hall, as if a person was standing. Due to the distance, Liu Wangtian was not sure if there was anyone standing on the top of the Golden Palace.

At this time, a strange voice suddenly sounded: kill a lot of people, kill people......

Liu Wangtian felt a chill all over his body, and shouted, "Who is it?"

The figure on the golden temple did not move, but the voice came again: Guardian, Guardian......