Chapter 1870

Under the cave is a green gray step, leading to the depths we can't see.

The lower the steps, the narrower they are. At last, they are only about half a meter long. Only one person can pass.

At first, both sides of the stone wall were bare exposed soil, covered with green moss. It seems that this passage was rebuilt later, and it is likely that it was built on the basis of the stolen hole.

About 20 meters later, I turned a corner, and the mud on both sides turned into thick limestone slabs. Until now, I really entered the ancient tomb.

No one knows how long it is and where it leads?

The air in the tomb is very fresh. It's not as rotten and stinky as other underground palaces. It's difficult to breathe.

Along the narrow road so far, the air has been smooth and free, and from time to time there are bursts of cold wind from the bottom of the underground palace.

That is to say, in addition to this passage, there are ventilation holes or exits in other places!

After walking for a while, the steps finally come to an end, and the passage becomes gradually spacious.

Han Laoliu and xiaobailong stop suddenly. With the flashlight held high by xiaobailong, there is a blue slate in front of them.

Like a gate in front of us.

There is a very complex pattern carved on the stone slab, which is totally different from any kind of ancient Japanese pattern. Look carefully, it seems that there are chrysanthemums, war horses, warriors, beauties, as well as corpses everywhere. It seems that the life experience of the tomb owner should be engraved here.

There is a long string of Japanese carved under the stone slab. It seems that someone has chopped it with a sword, leaving only a few vague dents.

"What does it say?" Asked the little white dragon.

Han Laoliu looked for a long time, shook his head and said: "it's all ancient Japanese. I don't know much about it. Besides, it's destroyed like this. Who can recognize it? We can only roughly see the ghost, immortality

"Since it's useless, I'll blow it." Little white dragon raised his hand to try.

It turned out that he didn't care about what was written on it, just wanted to break it.

Maybe for little white dragon, it's better to smash it directly than to study this and think about that!

I know now that he is a violent man!

Although Han Laoliu was also a little intimidating, he always wanted to find out what was going on. It was clear that in the eyes of little white dragon, the whole world seemed to be divided into two colors, black and white.

It's not my friend, it's the enemy. If it's useless to keep it, it's better to smash it.

"Wait a minute!" I stopped him suddenly and walked two steps: "it's like a charm mechanism."

Listen to me, the little white dragon looked at me with surprise and envy, which meant that he was saying, "Oh, it's not easy. You know this thing."

Even Han Laoliu and the first day of junior high school looked at me strangely.

Even the two of them didn't find any secret in the slate.

In fact, it should benefit from Wusuli River and Yin Fu Jing.

The ancestors of the William family, who were on the mural at that time, indicated a way for future generations in Latin, just like the situation here!

There are also those ancient Japanese characters engraved below, which look like cut-off Japanese characters vertically. But if you look horizontally, and then connect the traces of those swords and swords, they are all cipher symbols!

With the experience of Wusuli River and the detailed reading of Yin Fu Jing all the time, I can distinguish it.

Han Laoliu's side gave me a place to give way, and the little white dragon illuminated the slate for me.

I went to see Zizai carefully and said definitely, "this is the mantra of thousand souls and graves."

"For what?" Little white dragon asked directly.

"It's very insidious. It's specially designed for tomb robbers. The builder has designed the whole tomb as a charm mechanism, and all those who step into it have become part of the charm. Each time they enter a stranger, the charm will automatically add a few strokes. " With that, I pointed to the lower left corner.

"You see, these three horizontal and vertical marks are all new, that is, the four of us. From the moment we step into the ancient tomb, these four spells have been generated automatically! If we just quit, we will be killed instantly, and our spirits will lose consciousness and become the guardian of this ancient tomb. "

"So powerful? Is it true or not? " The little white Dragon said incredulously, "the passage we just passed is obviously built by later generations. Where have all these people gone? What's more, I didn't find any bones or soul of guardian all the way? And the guy we followed, isn't he hiding here? He must have been to the tomb before. It's ok if he goes out. "

"It's very simple." I pointed to the thick sword marks on the stone wall and said, "do you see these marks with darker colors? It's all blood. "

"As long as you smear your blood on the traces that belong to you, you have signed a contract with the curse. Life and death are the same! Naturally, this prohibition will not work for you. But at the same time, once the ancient tomb is destroyed, these contractors will die immediately, even the soul will be destroyed immediately. So, they've all spent their lives guarding the tomb. Up to now, we haven't even met a contractor. It's not that they don't exist, it's just that we haven't found something that they will guard to the death. ""That is to say, the ancient tomb has not been damaged until now, which is the credit of these guards. Once anyone enters, they will automatically become one of them - even if you don't know until you die, but your soul will always be here! "

"No?" Little white dragon listened to me, half surprised and half puzzled, and said, "what shall we do? Smear some blood on it, too? What kind of contract do you have with the tomb? " Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, turned his head to look at Han Laoliu and said: "then what, Laoliu, aren't you immortal? Go out and try it first, and see if it works. "

Han Laoliu stared angrily: "I'm just harder than ordinary people. Who says I'll never die? And how painful is a near death, you know? "

"Jiulin, what can you do to solve it?" On the first day of the new year, he asked solemnly, embracing the eight sided Han sword.

At the beginning of the year, I knew that my experience was probably learned from the book of Yin Fu. Since I can see through the use of the charm at a glance, I should also record the way to solve it.

"Well." I nodded, "there are five ways to crack..."

"Five?" When the little white dragon heard this, he immediately became angry and shouted at me, "there are five ways to crack it. What else are you talking about?"

"Although there are five ways to solve it, each one is extremely difficult!" I sighed.