Chapter 234

He felt that his strength was rapidly dissipating. Even if he clenched his hands into a fist, he could not hold a trace of strength. His eyes were dead and there was no hope of life.

Long Bo looked at him and shook his head. LAN zhehan was taught by him, and he should solve it by himself. Dusk Xi takes a look at LAN zhehan in the distance, and a meaningful look at long Bo. He thinks he is very kind, but he doesn't think about it.

In terms of LAN zhehan's temperament, he would rather die than live without strength and being bullied by others. Long Bo's obstinate temperament also makes Mu Xi feel helpless. He always does wrong things with good intentions, and he can't get along with them.

She also shook her head like Uncle long. Uncle long adjusted his mood, then respectfully went to dusk and said, "since the golden conch and pearl are in our hands, I'll take you to the mausoleum. The patriarch must have left a lot of things for you."

Liuge'er's eyes immediately glowed with gold and said excitedly, "OK, OK, let's go quickly! I can't wait. "

Longbo looks at liuge'er in embarrassment and displeasure, and dusk night immediately understands his meaning, which is exactly the same as when he wanted to tell Bai Li the secret of burning Jin's mausoleum. "Don't worry, uncle long. They are all trustworthy people. They will never let the secret out," he explained

Longbo still frowned. For him, the tomb of the patriarch was the most important thing. It was the thing he guarded all his life, so he had to watch it carefully. Seeing this, Qin Qingyun politely explained: "we are all relatives of Dushi. If you still don't believe us, you can look at us all the way. We will never take the slightest thing inside. We all have a sense of propriety. Everything left by the patriarch should be for Yulan. We certainly won't rob him."

Qin Qingyun's sincere and sincere words made Longbo's heart loose. He looked weakly at dusk, and saw her nod. Then he looked at Yulan again, and Yulan said directly: "just let them in. I've agreed. I believe them."

Long Bo took them to the mausoleum with ease. To tell the truth, even he didn't know what the patriarch had put in the mausoleum. He was also curious. He took them all the way to an open place outside the city.

Liuge'er had been here before when he was shopping. It's nothing different. Dushi also looked at Longbo suspiciously. He just said slowly, "now take out the golden conch, blow it, and you can see the trace of the mausoleum."

After hearing this, she immediately takes out her carefully kept golden conch and puts it to her mouth to blow. However, as last time, she is the only one who can hear the sound, including Longbo and Yulan. Only those who are identified by golden conch can hear the sound.

Just like Bo Ya and Zhong Ziqi, they cherish each other. Listening to the bleak and distant voice of golden conch in the evening, she is immersed in the world of rhythm again, and slowly closes her eyes.

He didn't notice the scene around him, but Yulan and Longbo could see it clearly. From this open land, a huge building slowly rose, crystal clear, brilliant glass, like the Crystal Palace of Dragon King of Donghai.

Liuge'er's mouth is as big as an egg. She looks at the scene in front of her. If it didn't happen in front of her, she would not believe it. It was not until dusk had finished a song that the tomb appeared completely in front of them.

When she opened her eyes, she was stunned by such a scene. It was fantastic that such a gorgeous building appeared out of thin air. She rubbed her eyes first and found that the building had not disappeared, so she pointed to it.

Carefully asked: "this... What is this? How did you get out? "

Liu Ge'er hears the speech, looks at the dusk and says with a smile: "you blow it out."

Dushi points to himself in disbelief, and long Bo comes out and explains: "only when someone has a chance to blow the golden conch will the patriarch's Mausoleum appear. Last time, it was because you blew the golden conch that the vibration of Hailing kingdom was caused, so LAN zhehan discovered your existence."

Qin Qingyun asked: "then why don't we feel the vibration this time?"

Long Bo looked at Yu Lan and said, "because the little master is here, the tomb designed by the patriarch will not hurt his descendants."

Twilight nodded and looked at the mausoleum. It was not so much a mausoleum as a large-scale building. It was a beautiful and well decorated one. They walked slowly to the door of the mausoleum, which was a huge door, about dozens of meters high.

There are also dense patterns on it. After a close look at it at dusk, she found that it was composed of murals. She touched these vivid pictures with her hands, which should describe the war between gods and demons. She carefully studied the contents of the painting.

There are some stories that Bai Li Fen Jin and long bo have told her, but there are still many things she can't understand in this picture. She points to the painting at the top of the huge door and asks, "who is this man? It looks beautiful. "

Longbo looked in the direction she pointed to. His face immediately showed reverence and admiration. He said respectfully, "she is the creator of the temple, that is, the LORD God. She created the life of the temple, including us."

Twilight night surprised smile, and then thought, this is not like Nu Wa, it is estimated that it is also a mythical character, so she jokingly asked: "is it a fictional character? She should not exist. "

Long Bo quickly shook his head and said: "no, no, of course it exists. You can't say that. However, after the war, she didn't see the LORD God again. In fact, when she was in the temple, as far as I'm concerned, she didn't see her several times, but you... You often see her."

Dushi obviously feels that there is something in Longbo's words, but she doesn't want to ask now. After all, there are some things. It's estimated that when she arrives at the temple, she will be clear. Liuge'er gazed at the painting for a long time, looked at it for a long time, put her hand on her chin, and said in doubt: "evening, how can I feel that she looks a little like you?"

Dusk Xi quickly waved his hand and said, "you can't talk nonsense. How can you look like me? It has nothing to do with me."