After I was resurrected from the dead, I turned from an old man to a peerless beauty

Although the living puppets made by the secret method lost all their intelligence, their martial arts were not damaged at all.The six people carried the red sandalwood coffin where Lin Mao was on their shoulders and strode forward without any hesitation.And the labyrinth-like corridors are more like a smooth road to them, where to turn, where to walk around the pillars, where to avoid dangerous traps... The layout seems to have been imprinted in their minds Among them, there is no trace of hesitation.Every move, stepping and waving, or when they had to jump up because of the mechanism, the six people acted in unison without any mistakes, as if they were the same person.

Hiding in the coffin, Lin Mao spied on the movements of these people, and couldn't help but compare them with Chang Xiaoqing in his heart, the more they compared, the more terrified he became.

Should it be said that Old Man Qianji's secret technique is really powerful?These puppets act in the same way without distraction. Although a single person can't compare with Chang Xiaoqing at all, but a few people, a dozen people, or dozens of people unite, even if Chang Xiaoqing's martial arts is superb, it can't be compared. These puppets work together to attack.

Thinking of this, Lin Mao's heart beat faster, and he couldn't help reaching out to touch the magic lamp in his arms.

For the current plan, it is true that we can only count on it.

Lin Mao thought to himself.If old man Qianji couldn't hit the coffin when he opened the coffin, I'm afraid he, Chang Xiaoqing, and even Jin Lingzi and Ji Wuming would all die in this dark imperial city.

No... perhaps, there is an even more terrifying end...

Thinking of the dumb-looking puppets beside him, Lin Mao's heart felt cold.

According to the habits of that old man Qianji, being able to die is probably already a kind of gift. The most likely thing is that they were all made into living puppets by that old monster, living forever in this dark underground.

And just as Lin Mao was thinking about what the old man Qianji had done, the puppet had already carried the coffin to the end of the corridor.

As soon as he walked out of the corridor, his eyes suddenly opened up.

What appeared in front of everyone was an unbelievably large underground cave.

The cave was so big that Lin Mao had never seen it since he lived for so long.He squinted through the small hole in the coffin to look carefully, but found that his vision was slightly blurred, and he couldn't see from one end of the cave to the other.

Immediately afterwards, those puppets made a wrong step and walked straight to somewhere with the coffin on their shoulders.From this, Lin Mao could clearly see the whole picture of the imperial city below.

I have to say that the underground imperial city is indeed majestic and majestic beyond his imagination. If we only look at the appearance, the underground imperial city is like a huge stalactite, or in other words, like a beehive—— The entire underground imperial city is wide at the top and thin at the bottom, in the shape of an inverted cone, and there are carved railings and painted walls in it, with many mountains and mountains, and it looks magnificent and delicate everywhere.There is no sunlight in the cave, so it should look eerie, but it is not the case. I don't know how many bright pearls are inlaid on the top of the cave, and countless huge shark oil lamps are hung.Not to mention the bright pearls, but the lamps, each of which is more than two people tall in diameter, covered with a ring-shaped railroad track, covered with hundreds of stalk oil wax, and the candlelight shines brightly like a bright moon, which is as bright as the one. The night pearls echo each other.Even though it can't be said that it is as bright as day, it can still be regarded as bright and transparent. In comparison, the imperial city known to the world is much more mediocre and inferior.

And under this radiance, the huge lake with still water and deep flow formed by the nine underground rivers converging under the conical top of the inverted cone-shaped underground imperial city is particularly conspicuous.

I saw that the water of the lake was as black as ink, as if it was bottomless, and the gurgling river water poured into it, and there were no waves on the water surface. It must be that there is another world under the water, and it is not certain that there is a sea eye leading directly to the East China Sea.

Looking at it from a distance, the lake is like a smooth and rounded obsidian mirror, placed flatly under the underground imperial city.

There is only one road leading to the underground imperial city, which is the spiral mountain road dug around the cave all the way up.

But when they saw the puppet group going there, they seemed to have received some message in the void that normal humans could not hear, and suddenly stopped all movements like puppets with disconnected strings, quietly stood in place.

Lin Mao almost rolled around in the coffin due to inertia, but he managed to stabilize himself cautiously.

what happened?Lin Mao was secretly startled.

This journey was far from peaceful. At this moment, Lin Mao only hoped that there would be no more accidents.

Just when he was thinking this way, he suddenly heard an empty sound similar to ancient music coming from a distance from the underground imperial city hanging upside down above the cave.

And at the bottom of the underground imperial city closest to the lake, there was originally a lonely small pavilion hanging down.

At this time, the small pavilion bloomed like a flower bud suddenly blooming in season.

Among the distant music, there were a few screams that could not be ignored.

Of course, Lin Mao couldn't see these details clearly due to the narrow ventilation holes of the coffin, but he had to see clearly the next thing——

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The desolate screams came from far and near, and several naked bodies with dancing limbs suddenly slid down from the blooming pavilion.

With such a distance, Lin Mao naturally couldn't tell the faces of those people, but judging from the extremely miserable and desperate screams, these people were probably not puppets, but normal people with sanity in the underground imperial city .

It's just that they don't know what mistake they made, they were thrown out of the underground imperial city like this, and thrown directly into the dark and deep lake below.

And just a moment after those people fell into the water, the screams stopped suddenly, and those people whimpered and coughed the lake water in their mouths, emerged from the bottom of the water, and began to swim frantically towards the shore.

but……

A faint sound of splashing water also sounded at the right time.

Lin Mao felt that the hairs on the back of his neck were standing up uncontrollably, and his heartbeat was so fast that he almost began to worry that those people outside the coffin would notice something was wrong.

"Whoa..."

The sound of the water was faint at first, but it gradually became louder soon.

And there is no doubt that this voice is definitely not coming from those people who are really swimming in despair and fright, but from behind them... from the depths of the subterranean lake behind them... behind them, there are slight waves, but it still looks calm.

Lin Mao squinted his eyes and stared at the scene outside the coffin, and he dared not miss a moment, only to realize that the lake, which seemed dead and silent a moment ago, now had slightly whitish waves.

Then, Lin Mao saw a huge and slender creature covered with scales rippling in the dark lake water.

This is?Lin Mao narrowed his eyes, almost unable to believe what he saw and heard.

If he was right, what appeared in the water at this time was still the colorful dragon that had caused him and Chang Xiaoqing a lot of trouble before.

That seven-colored flood dragon was completely different from any one he had seen or heard before—it was so big that it even looked a little scary.Its head, which occasionally emerges from the water, looks to be the size of a carriage.

And on the head of that ferocious dragon snake, there are two colorful glazed antlers that look like branches.

Just from the lush antlers, it can be seen that this colorful dragon is about to turn into a dragon and become a fairy in one step.What's more, in that pupil narrowed into slender

Brightly depicting eight red marks of different shades.

Lin Mao knew that this proved that this colorful dragon was over [-] years old—no matter where it was placed, this colorful dragon could be called the well-deserved overlord.

There are so many Gu objects and insects along the underground river, maybe they are not as powerful as a single scale.

Old man Qianji actually raised such a terrifying beast here?

Lin Mao's mind went blank, leaving only deep shock.

And those who were swimming and trying to escape obviously also noticed the movement in the lake, and all kinds of mournful cries burst out.But even that would not save the lives of any of them.

I saw the lake water churning, and the colorful jellyfish opened its bloody mouth, and several people were sucked back into the mouth by it along the water flow.

"Crack-"

Goodbye, its body sank slightly, and the sound of jaws clenching was clearly audible.

Spring-like black and red blood gushed out from between its sharp and bright teeth, and then fell into the dark, icy lake.

Just like this, in just a short while, all those who were thrown down were swallowed up.

And the sound of that terrifying colorful dragon hovering slightly, diving back to the bottom of the water can even be called slight.

After the scaly body disappeared at the bottom of the lake, the lake surface became calm again in an instant, as if the previous hellish situation was just Lin Mao's fantasy.

Lin Mao stared at everything in front of him stiffly, and had to use all his strength to keep himself from trembling and revealing his whereabouts.

But even though Lin Mao was so silent, Chang Xiaoqing under the mezzanine still felt that his master was wrong.

"Master? What's wrong?"

Chang Xiaoqing suddenly whispered to Lin Mao in a secret voice.

Lin Mao was almost taken aback, for fear that his reckless actions would be perceived by the puppets outside the coffin.

But Chang Xiaoqing said: "Master, don't be afraid, I have tried it a long time ago, these puppets are not sane, let alone you and I communicate with secret voices, we just quarrel in the coffin like this They won't have any reaction." At this point, Chang Xiaoqing's voice paused, and then said, "And I also checked, it seems that there are no other living people in this huge place - of course, just now Those unlucky ghosts seem to be normal people, but it's a pity that there is no movement now, and they are probably dead."

Lin Mao knew that he had a keen ear, even if he had never seen the scene with his own eyes, he could guess the general idea.

"The seven-colored dragon is probably not something that Qianji can support."

Lin Mao recounted what happened before to Chang Xiaoqing in a secret voice, and finally gave a conclusion.

Just when he was retelling just now, Lin Mao couldn't help but sketched every move of that terrifying beast in his mind.

That seven-colored jiao is too big... A seven-colored jiao like Dacheng couldn't have been transported from the outside, and it couldn't obey human orders like ordinary Gu beasts.

And judging from the mechanism that feeds the living people in the underground imperial city, I am afraid that it was originally set up specifically to feed the colorful flood dragons.

The person who really feeds this colorful dragon is not Qianji, but the emperors of the past dynasties!

Lin Mao quickly figured out the trick.

Then he couldn't help sighing in his heart, there is a reason why the old man Qianji worked so hard to hide in the dark underground imperial city - there is such a ferocious beast as the guard of the imperial city, here Couldn't it be safer?

After Chang Xiaoqing listened to Lin Mao's analysis, it really did what Lin Mao thought.

For a moment, both of them felt very heavy.

"For the current plan, we can only pray that the old monster will not find a way to control this colorful flood dragon."

Chang Xiaoqing said quietly.

During the discussion between Lin Mao and him, the puppets had already resumed their previous actions, carrying the coffin towards the underground imperial city without hesitation.

It's just that as Lin Mao expected, there is only one road to the underground imperial city.

The whole trail is just a spiral mountain road dug around the cave, so although the underground imperial city is clearly in front of you, but if you really want to enter the underground city, you don't know how to walk around it. How far.

Lin Mao lay in the coffin for a long time before he calmed down, but when he got up to peek outside again, he was not that high from the ground.

The good thing is that these people who are carrying his coffin are living puppets. If ordinary people do this kind of hard work, they will probably faint from exhaustion in the next second.

And on the spiral mountain road, there are three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry. They are all tall and strong guards wearing silver armor.

When Lin Mao's coffin passed by their eyes, Lin Mao always felt that there was a focused gaze projected towards this place from between the silver armor mask.But now Chang Xiaoqing said that there are no other living people around here?

Lin Mao thought of what Chang Xiaoqing said before, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Could it be that these people were all made into puppets?"

Lin Mao couldn't help asking in the same secret voice.

"No, the people who carried the coffin, as well as the puppets we saw before, are probably still alive, but their minds are not clear."

Chang Xiaoqing said in the splint.

Lin Mao was about to respond to Chang Xiaoqing, but something he caught a glimpse of accidentally made his eyes freeze, and his expression became solemn.

Just now when the coffin passed by a "whistle" with complicated patterns on a certain armor and a figure two or three times the size of an ordinary person, Lin Mao clearly saw something dangling in mid-air from the gap in the fine armor. shaken.

It was something with a soft green color.

leaf?Or vines?

Even though he couldn't see what it was at all, Lin Mao instinctively felt that it was a kind of plant.

Before he had time to think about it, the living puppets had already passed the sentry with Lin Mao's swift steps.

The ventilation holes are narrow and the field of vision is even more limited. Lin Mao had no choice but to squint and wait for the puppets to pass by the next guard, and then take a closer look.

But no matter how many guards passed by, those people still just stood there like puppets, and the vines and leaves that made Lin Mao restless were nowhere to be seen.

Lin Mao's anxiety was unreservedly conveyed to Chang Xiaoqing. When he asked, Lin Mao hesitated a little, but still replied honestly: "I always feel... that Jia Ruo may have come."

Where Lin Mao could not see, Chang Xiaoqing couldn't help frowning slightly.

To be honest, he didn't think Jia Ruo would be here.

After all, he and Lin Mao came in a coffin, theoretically speaking, they took a shortcut.According to Lin Mao's guess, there will be vines of Jia Ruo on the body of the guard, which can only mean that Jia Ruo arrived at this gloomy and majestic underground imperial city earlier than them-this is very difficult to deal with both emotionally and logically. arrived.

What's more, if Jia Ruo really wanted to be with Lin Mao, why didn't he act with them during the day, and then sneaked in here without making a sound?

Chang Xiaoqing was hesitating whether to ask these questions directly, but Lin Mao seemed to have already reacted, and said first: "No, it should be just my eyes are dazzled, I am too nervous."

What Chang Xiaoqing can think of, Lin Mao naturally has already thought of it.

But even so, Lin Mao was still a little confused somewhere in his heart.For some reason, he couldn't help but think of the flute that belonged to the little junior sister by the underground river.

Lin Mao really didn't know why and when the other party was here.

Then why did Jia Ruo abandon him and act on his own, maybe there is a reason Lin Mao didn't know about?

Lin Mao deliberately controlled his breathing, took a small deep breath, and tried hard to calm himself down.

But no matter what, the lingering uneasiness and strangeness still lingered in his heart.

Such an important road leading to the underground imperial city...

However, the old man Qianji only arranged a group of puppets who have no sanity and coping ability as guards, so that Lin Mao and Chang Xiaoqing are almost at the door of that person's house, and they can be so relaxed and unscrupulous Conversation in secret voice.

Was this intentional, or was it negligent?

Or... is someone secretly helping?

Lin Mao had no way of knowing the answer.

And it is impossible for the living puppets outside the coffin to detect the chaotic thoughts of the people in the coffin.

This corridor was good at the beginning, but it became narrow and sloping in the middle, and in the second half, there was not even a wet and slippery artificially excavated mountain path. Forward.

Fortunately, the people carrying the coffin are such a group of living puppets who have long lost their emotions. If ordinary people stepped on such a road, their legs would tremble in fear, and they would walk directly from the high stone wall. Roll up and down.

Lin Mao and Chang Xiaoqing hid in the coffin for a long time and almost lost their judgment on time. Fortunately, the closer to the top, the brighter the light and the higher the temperature. The aroma reminded Lin Mao and Chang Xiaoqing that they were ascending lap by lap.

After Lin Mao himself adjusted his breath for more than three weeks, this road finally came to an end.

Seeing that the light outside the ventilation hole became more and more brilliant, Lin Mao quickly lay down flat, pressed his hands on his abdomen, motionless as if he was a corpse.

As soon as he stepped into the gate of the underground imperial city, Lin Mao felt the coffin shake.

Immediately afterwards, there were several muffled sounds of "Pu Pu" from outside the coffin—those living puppets were using their internal energy to bring up such a heavy red sandalwood coffin without stopping, and their energy and blood had already been exhausted, and their meridians were broken.Now that the mission is accomplished, he will naturally collapse completely and die.

Lin Mao was about to be startled, but he heard someone outside the coffin caressing the coffin and sighing softly: "Oh, what a good job, what luck."

In the words, there is a clear and discernible full of envy.

Is this person... actually envious of these people's death?

Even the dead are envious, what kind of terrible situation is in this underground imperial city?

At this time, another immature voice timidly asked: "Godfather, these people are dead anyway...how about stripping them of their clothes, stacking them at the pavilion, and then...replacing the older brothers and sisters? It's not yet noon, and there's still time to change people..."

The man called father-in-law sneered, followed by a loud slap.

"At this point, you still want to save people? You just want to exhaust your godfather and me to death. How many times have I said that Lord Shenlong only eats living people! Only live people! You put some dead people down, yes Don't be afraid that the dragon will get angry and bite you to death!"

I never thought that the other little eunuch said in a crying voice: "Actually speaking, it would be better to be bitten to death by Lord Shenlong immediately than we recognize it now, whether it is a ghost or not..."

The little eunuch complained that Lin Mao didn't listen, but he was inexplicably concerned about the sentence that the other party said unintentionally before, "It's not until noon, there is still time."

Could it be that... there is a fixed time for the pavilion to open?

Lin Mao thought for a while about the possibility of letting old man Qianji fall into the water and be swallowed by the [-]-year-old seven-colored dragon.But after a while, he came back to his senses, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing at his whimsy.

He didn't know where the bait house was, and he was even more uncertain about the opening time of the passage. It was tempting to think about the idea of ​​letting the Colorful Jiao eat thousands of machines, but it was even more difficult to do it.

In the final analysis, this murderous tool still has to fall on the extinguishing lamp.

Lin Mao couldn't remember how many times he reached out to touch the extinguishing lamp in his arms, but never once did he feel that the extinguishing lamp was so cold and biting.