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The steps were deep and unfathomable, and the westerly wind had no idea where it led.

Previously, he had used the method of lighting candles to determine that the oxygen content in this space was obviously insufficient.

Therefore, before he entered the underground palace, he specially placed the convenient oxygen tank he bought on his shoulder. The purpose of this was to deal with the increasingly weak oxygen content in the depths of the underground palace.

The two sides of the stairs were engraved with a dense array of murals. These murals' contents were dark and gloomy, most of them appearing as if they had been destroyed or struck down by thunder, as if they had fallen into hell.

When Fang Zishu shone the highly focused flashlight, the murals would be suffused with a deathly white glow, causing people to unconsciously feel intimidated.

Fortunately, Fang Zishu had grown up in the southeast region, where he had the responsibility of beheading demons and eliminating devils. He had spent a long time listening to the clan's elders. These things that terrified ordinary people could not affect him much.

As such, when Fang Zishu saw these terrifying murals, his eyes flashed with only a brief flash of surprise, and he quickly returned to normal.

The content of the first mural was very dark, as it depicted an old man stepping on an old man with a hammer in his hand, and using an iron hammer with strange characters engraved on it, he struck the old man's Sky Peak Acupoint, causing his soul to be unable to escape, and could only be locked inside his body.

When Fang Zishu saw the contents of the murals, he could not help but frown.

He thought of a legend, an extremely ancient legend.

Legend has it that in the southwest of ancient India there existed a country full of killing, lust, and evil. Here the sinners were exiled from other places, the sinners were vicious, and they drank blood like abandoned orphans.

The Buddha Sect's Sect Leader, Domoluo, loved and helped the world and could not bear to see another person wandering in the world. That was why he sat under the Bodhi tree outside Jia Ye City for eighteen years, and at the end of it all, made a vow in front of all the other living things, 'hell is not empty, and he swore that he would never become Buddha'.

From then on, Doromo left everything behind and came here alone. He used the sariras to cut off the 3000 strands of hair of the sinners, cutting off their relationship for the rest of their lives.

Logically speaking, the colors used to carve this kind of drawing onto the stone wall should have been varied, but the mural in front of them had never been painted with any kind of paint. It was completely dark and gave off an indescribable feeling of darkness.

"Qi Sanpang, what do you think these murals on both sides mean?" Fang Zishu turned his head, wanting to ask for Qi Sanpang's opinion.

From Fang Zishu's point of view, Qi Sanpang was a famous general in Huaiyang's area. Ever since his ancestors had become an enlightened sect, they had always been working in the areas of Sanqin and Huaihe to stir up trouble.

He must have seen a lot of murals in the tomb or underground palace, so he should know the specific meaning of these murals.

However, when Fang Zishu turned his head, he suddenly discovered that Qi Sanpang had taken the opportunity to walk to the other side of the catacombs while he was looking at the frescoes.

Before Fang Zishu could ask anything, Qi Sanpang spoke first, "Brother Fang, come over here quickly. These …" Do you know what these things are? "

Fang Zishu walked over curiously.

He looked towards the direction Qi Sanpang's finger was pointing at.

With just a glance, Fang Zishu froze on the spot.

The place Qi Sanpang pointed to was a huge protruding rock. He still couldn't tell what kind of rock it was, but what frightened Fang Zhisu the most was that the protruding rock actually had a clear horizontal cut.

In other words, this piece of rock with the shape of a Pi Xiu was forcefully ground out by someone using an ordinary carving knife and a method that was difficult to divine by ghosts. "Qi Sanpang, this place … Why would artificial Pi Xiu carvings appear here? "

Qi Sanpang scratched his head and said, "This is also what I can't figure out the most. Although Pi Xiu has the ability to ward off evil spirits, it can still be used to gather wealth. It can either promote the marriage fate or turn into a god, and most of them are made of black jade."

After pausing for a moment, Qi Sanpang continued, "However, this huge Pixiu in front of us was carved from a material similar to granite. Moreover, these four corners were clearly left behind when a carving knife was being cut."

Fang Zishu nodded his head, agreeing with Qi Sanpang's suggestion.

Flat carving knife is a common carving tool, known for its dexterity and dexterity.

Usually, it could only be used for carvings with lines or accessories. Just based on the size of the Pi Xiu in front of him, the only place where the knife could be used was in the four corners of the Pi Xiu, as well as the ripples on its cheeks.

For the rest of the place, we have to use the triangular edge, the multilateral cross blade, the drill tool and other tools to match the wedge after many times of grinding, and finally put on the color embellishment, in order to successfully finish the work.

However, the Pixiu in front of him was entirely made of a type of carving tool called a straight chisel. In Fang Zhushu's opinion, this was simply an impossible task.

If it was only this, then it would be fine. But what surprised Fang Zhisu the most was that the location of the Pi Xiu was also extremely strange.

Not only did it obstruct the ordinary entrances of the underground palace, it also blocked the 'Gate of Death' out of the eight entrances. In terms of feng shui, this arrangement was especially unlucky.

"Brother Fang, if I'm not wrong, the location of this Pixiu statue ought to be in the 'Gate of Death' of the eight sects, right? Don't you think this arrangement is a little strange? "

"You think there's a problem with the arrangement of the Pixiu statue?" Fang Zishu turned his head and asked.

Qi Sanbiao nodded his head and said, "In these years, I have fought quite a lot. I have seen countless strange tombs, including the stone tombs of Minnan, and the celestial tombs of Tibet, but among these tombs, I have never seen anyone use the statue of Pi Xiu as a tombstone, and the place they are placed in is so strange. It is completely different from the layout of the underground palace …"

"You're right, something like a Pi Xiu is simply unable to become a tomb suppressing beast. Since the owner of the tomb in front of him was able to hide the tomb behind the waterfall using the method of the 'Duo Dragon's Pearl', then it's enough to show that he has a certain understanding of feng shui."

Fang Zishu took another look at the Pixiu statue, then slowly said, "How could such a person make such a common error? "I think that this unique Pi Xiu at the entrance of the underground palace definitely has its special meaning, and we don't even know its meaning right now …"

"Brother Fang, what should we do now?" Do you want to cross the Pixiu statue and continue forward or return back to discuss it with Professor Xu and the others? "

Fang Zishu thought for a moment, then said: "I think it's better this way. Let's withdraw and tell Professor Xu about the situation here. Professor Xu is an expert in archaeology, so he must have a lot of hidden secrets. Perhaps he knows the meaning of this Pixiu!"