Chapter 122： tomb (1/2)

Night

Pei Ziyun looked up at the stars and looked at the stars. In the distance, the wrong mountains seemed a little dark. He Qingqing took two warriors and led him back to the mountain. The road was rugged, moss-covered, and the trees were covered. Few people were involved, covering the vines and making it almost impossible to move forward.

Until one or two miles, a stone forest appeared.

”This is the stone forest outside the mausoleum.”

”But it is protected by poisonous snakes. You see, this is the group of snakes raised by the Lord. They have reproduced a lot over the years.” He Qingqing pointed out.

Under the fire, I saw pillars standing, basically with moss, showing traces of wind and rain. Some poisonous snakes surround the pillars and spit out the snake core. It looks like the snake's head is triangular, the neck is thin, the back is gray-brown. A large group is creepy.

”I have a way to avoid snakes.” He Qingqing played the flute, and with this voice, the viper had stood up again, and even the two warriors showed a careful look.

Besides the poisonous snake, it is a stone pillar. It goes all the way up and around. It can confuse people. I don't know how long it takes, He Qingqing puts down the flute.

In front of my eyes, a cave appeared. When I saw the girl, she was a little silent, and her eyes seemed to be filled with tears.

”Young Master, it's inside.”

The twenty-four entered, and the torches shone on the stone walls of the cave. The shapes of stalactites are very charming, but most of the caves are exactly the same and meandering. If you don't know the road, you will be lost.

Led by He Qingqing, he stopped in front of a stone wall, groped on a stone pillar for a while, and seemed to twist the switch, ”snap”, the stone wall gradually moved.

Entering is a hall. Except for the torches, the surrounding area is dark, and a peculiar smell is permeated. Talk about the fragrance is not fragrant, and the smell is not stinky.

He Qingqing ignited a torch. A little bit of the oil lamp on the pillar of the hall, the two samurai could not help but swallowed, his feet were a little soft, and even Pei Ziyun stunned.

I saw that the hall was very large, with a sarcophagus on it. It looked like a burial chamber, dense and dense. One of them opened half without knowing why. Inside was a rotten bone, his clothes were torn, and his flesh and sarcophagus Stuck together.

Seeing these caskets, Pei Ziyun woke up, looked at He Qingqing, and asked, ”Are these all impossible with the woman buried by Your Majesty?”

He Qingqing's eyes were a little red. When he listened to Pei Ziyun's words, he couldn't help laughing, and said, ”Young Master, this is the time when the Lord went up to kill the Warrior willingly, and he was willing to defend the Lord in the underground. They are all first-rate warriors.”

Speaking, the look faded. Seeing this look, Pei Ziyun was a little silent. He stepped forward and saluted him, and neither of them spoke. For a long time, He Qingqing went forward. It turned out that the hall was full of reliefs. Black stone wall.

The relief on the flint wall attracted Pei Ziyun's attention. This seemed to be a god, but the sculpture was eccentric.

With a crackling sound, He Qingqing groped for a while, and opened a stone door, but he did not enter, saying, ”Young Master, this is the Lord's tomb, you have to worship and please enter.”

Pei Ziyun looked close and noticed that the stone gate was huge, deep inside, and looked very scary. Now he was no longer hesitant. After entering, it was a corridor, and the darkness was suddenly cold.

Follow the corridor all the way forward, up the stairs, seeing the beginning of this time, the walls are painted with murals, Pei Ziyun shot a circle with a torch, and found that it is generally the process of the master's battle, can not help but laugh, no interest to continue to look, go straight Passed.

I entered the tomb and didn't rush to look at it. I turned on the oil lamp first, and it suddenly became bright.

I saw a huge coffin placed on an altar, surrounded by various stone pillars, carved with dragon patterns, and behind the coffin was a throne, on which the crown and coat of arms were placed, and on the side was a scepter.

The stone wall surrounds the cymbals. It is very dry. The treasures of gold and silver are packed in boxes in the tomb. The lids are open. The jade clothes, swords, jewels, and night pearls are listed. There are several skulls around, which have long been corrupted.

When I saw the treasure, Pei Ziyun was a little fascinated, but later he couldn't help laughing, and said to himself with a slight voice: ”Small horns, thin claws, this is 虬.”

”But even then, I'm afraid it's not a specification you can use.”

”Uncle Shi, when you earned such a big industry that year, it turned into a handful of loess. People in the path of cultivation have long-lasting vision.”

Pei Ziyun sighed and remained silent for only two years in this world, but there is a lot of understanding. The world with mysterious power is not as vague as its specifications and taboos.

If this ancestor succeeds and occupies Nanli State, I am afraid that it is possible to use the dragon, but it is impossible to die, and the cost is not only this. The seniors of the school, go straight and go to the blessed land, do not want to die. Here, I am afraid that even the spirits have not been reincarnated.

Pei Ziyun worshipped in front of the coffin and rose to caress the coffin.

”No induction!” Is hesitation. Is it that you have no useful work all the way, looking around you, the jade clothes on the ground, the sword, the treasure armour, the night pearl, the gold and silver jewelry, and Pei Ziyun shaking his head, there can be no sustenance.