3650 Chapter 140 Corpses of Children (1/2)

“Is this the sword of the sword fairy?Awesome! ”Han Lingjia saw Sun Wukong's gorgeous sword trick was to solve all the black and red horses, his eyes flashed suddenly with admiration and envy.

Sun Wukong followed suit and Yuhong's sword flew back into his hand. He looked at Han Lingya. ”This is just the most basic swordsmanship,” he said. ”When you join the Qionghua school, someone will naturally teach you.”

Listening to Sun Wukong's words, Han Ling Sa looked forward to joining the Qionghua school. As for Sun Wukong's teaching, she had never thought that, as a son and daughter of Jianghu, she knew best that teaching the sectarian method privately was a taboo. She had no idea. If she wanted to learn, Sun Wukong could immediately teach her, and had a fart sectarian taboo.

However, there is hope in my heart, so Sun Wukong did not take the initiative to teach.

Han Lingjia looked at the paper scrap on the ground and his face was heavy: ”I didn't expect the sacrificial paper horse to turn into a ghost. It seems that the feng shui of Huainan Wang Mausoleum is very badly damaged. The ground palace is so big that we don't know how much time it will take to clean it all up.”

Liu Mengli's face was serious: ”No matter how much time it takes, it must be cleaned up and they must not endanger Shouyang's people.”

Three people continue to go deep into the ground palace, really don't say that the mausoleum is wide and majestic, really is a basement palace, but because of the stolen relationship, but along the way, did not see a few precious things, black and red paper horses encountered a lot, but only a small number, they are all easily solved by Han Lingya and Liu Mengli using fairy magic.

The three of them took a spin in the cemetery. Soon, a stone door appeared in front of them. The stone door had a frame bar, and it was engraved with a lot of illegible character codes.

Obviously, this stone gate is a decryption machine, but what Sun Wukong thinks, it is not those familiar with simple spelling machines when he used to play.

Sun Wukong immediately looked at Han Lingya: ”Lingya, I'm looking at you now.”

“I'm familiar with this kind of pediatrics.”Han Lingya filled her mouth with confidence. She mouthed with some kind of mantra and tapped on the illegible symbols on the stone door.

However, when she pressed the first symbol text, a sound of mechanical rotation sounded, and the four walls immediately ejected countless crossbows, and the three of Sun Wukong were one shot.

Han Lingya and Liu Mengli hurriedly exhibited their figure and danced in the myriad of poison arrows. The scene can be described as exciting.

“This is what you call a profession?” Sun Wukong voluntarily turned his head and avoided the flying poison arrows. The jade hong sword waved down in his hand. The fierce sword Qi flashed and passed away. In an instant, the stone door, which is 30 cm thick, was cut into pieces, and flew into the room.

Though Sun Wukong, the machine, can be easily untied, but he still likes to use this way of violence.

Han Lingye and Liu Mengli saw that Sun Wukong had forcibly broken the stone door and hurried to show his figure into the room. Looking at the poison arrows still flying outside, Han Lingye couldn't help but wipe off the frontal sweat: ”Damn, that organ is obviously a trap, it can't be solved at all. Once touched, it will cause a deadly organ, and the person who set it up is too insidious and vicious.”

Sun Wukong smiled when he heard the words: ”This was originally designed to deal with grave robbers. Do you still want mercy on your people?”

“Exactly.” Han Lingye stretched out her tongue, embarrassed to smile, and began to gauge the temple in front of her.

The lighting in the hall was a little dim, and the arrangement was extremely simple. With the exception of a coffin in the center, there was nothing inside. Instead, the stone wall depicted the child's goodbye to his parents, and a group of soldiers were subsequently sent to an underground palace. Obviously, it was this Huainan Wang Mausoleum.

These pictures, obviously, are narrative pictures.