That monk has a dragon [Rebirth]

The candle in the corner was a little burnt. Seeing that the candle was dimmed a lot, Si Huai got up from the ground and patted the dust off his body. On the floor, while tapping lightly, he listened attentively to the movement.

The stone wall here is alive. From the time they fell in to the present, the sound of the mechanism turning has never stopped, but the sound is too small to be heard unless it quiets down.

Based on Si Huai's understanding of Lingjun, even if there was really something hidden in the tomb, he would not trap people to death in this stone room. Since they can fall in through the corridor, they can definitely get out from here.

Wu Nian figured out his intentions, and hurried to another wall, imitating Si Huai's example and raised his hand to knock, when the wall in front of him suddenly heard a "click" sound, and slowly turned.

An indistinct black shadow appeared from the crack of the removed stone. Si Huai looked forward and pulled Wu Nian behind him. He quickly pulled out the Flying Flower Moon Fan from his waist and spread it out in front of him. After the stone, the fan surface cracked a few big cracks, and even a few fan bones were broken, looking very embarrassed.

After the stone gate was opened, the "black shadow" on the opposite side revealed its true colors, and it was not some ghost hiding in the dark, but the Young Sovereign of Dongyang hidden in the shadow of the fire.

Dong Yangyan was obviously also afraid of something appearing behind the stone gate. The saber in his hand was out of its sheath, revealing a cold sword glow. Sheng Lanchu was standing behind him, holding a kerosene lamp in his hand, and lit an orange-red The costumes are as bright as fire.

"It turned out to be you." Dong Yangyan heaved a sigh of relief, put the saber back into the scabbard with his backhand, and let Sheng Lanchu out behind him sideways, using his back against the Shimen that would move at any time.

Si Huai glanced behind him, carefully closed the broken fan and put it back on his waist, before asking, "Why are there only you two? Where are the two suzerains?"

"I don't know." Sheng Lanchu shook her head, held up the kerosene lamp in her hand to take a picture of the small stone room, and then continued: "We are the same as you two. The stone wall behind us suddenly opened and we fell into it." Inside the stone room, this lamp was found in the stone room."

Dong Yangyan next to her saw her stop, and hurriedly continued: "I don't know what kind of mechanism is hidden in the stone wall here, and a door will open when we touch it. We have already entered four or five stone rooms, like a It's like a labyrinth of stone chambers."

"Yes, we managed to get out of the stone room with great difficulty. There is a passage outside, come out quickly, and don't let this door close." Sheng Lanchu beckoned to them, turned around and went out first.

Si Huai and Wu Nian followed her out of the stone room, and saw through the kerosene lamp in Sheng Lanchu's hand that it was indeed a corridor, but it was different from the one they entered. There are also no floor tiles painted with lotus flowers, and it can only be seen from the flat ground and walls that this is a passage dug out by hand.

The stone door behind him closed automatically when Dong Yangyan moved his body away, and the sound of "click, click" resounded in the empty passageway, as subtle as the sound of embroidery needles falling on the ground.

Sheng Lanchu held up the oil lamp to look left and right to confirm the direction, then took a step forward and said as she walked, "Just now I vaguely heard a sound ahead, it may be Sect Master Zhong and Sect Master Ming, let's go find it quickly."

"Wait!" Wu Nian suddenly stopped her, and when Sheng Lanchu turned her head and looked at him inexplicably, she turned and walked towards Dongyang Yan, grabbed his left hand hanging under her body, and said softly: "Master Dongyang is injured."

The hand he was holding didn't have any scars, but a little blood oozes from the cuff of the wrist, burning the ice-blue dress into purple-red, and a faint smell of blood floats in the air.

Dong Yangyan frowned in pain, pulled back his hand, turned his head to look at Sheng Lanchu, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt, I didn't feel it at all."

Sheng Lanchu's face became gloomy, she looked at what he was thinking, she was silent for a long time before she put the oil lamp in Si Huai's hand, walked up to Dongyang Yan calmly, took his hand to examine Injured, he scolded in a low voice: "Are you a fool?!"

"I..." Dong Yangyan was stunned for a while by her scolding, and replied falteringly: "Accidentally..."

"Did you do it when you pushed me away just now?" Sheng Lanchu raised her head and looked at him, then hurriedly lowered herself down, bent down and tore off a piece of red cloth from the hem of her clothes, and slapped it heavily into his hand , said fiercely: "Do it yourself, don't expect me to help you!"

"it is good……"

Dong Yangyan tightened the cloth strip in his hand, and responded with a smile. Seeing that she turned her head and dragged Si Huai ahead, she quickly wrapped her broken arm and chased after her, but it was not easy to get on. Pulling Si Huai away, he had no choice but to follow behind with a suppressed smile, walking with Wu Nian.

Si Huai glanced back, but he was not in a hurry to switch with Dongyang Yan. Seeing that the gloomy look on Sheng Lanchu's face melted away little by little, he chuckled and said in a low voice, "Master Dongyang is real. You are interested in you, you are not completely unintentional to him, right?"

"Brother Qi Zhou!" Sheng Lanchu interrupted him with a frown, and asked, "When did you start talking for him?"

"I saw that he was willing to get hurt because of you, so I said a few words for him. It was not his original intention to go to Sankiyuan with the Zhong and Ming families to ask for accountability. The Dongyang family could not resist the immortal family with their own strength, and besides... "Si Huai paused, but decided to tell her what Dong Yangyan said that night.

"He went to Mikihara with him, in fact, he wanted to find an opportunity to help you."

"He told you?" Sheng Lanchu turned her head to look at him, with a little surprise in her eyes, but she quickly covered it up, smiled helplessly, and said softly: "Xianmen can trouble our Sheng family once. , it is inevitable that there will be no second time, I do not marry him, and it is also for the good of their Dongyang family."

"I think you are all stubborn. If you really want to be good for a person, it is never to push that person away."

Si Huai stood still, smiled and waved to Dong Yangyan behind him, and said, "My family, Lan Chu, has something to tell you."

"When did it become your family?" Dongyang Yan retorted dissatisfiedly, leaning over very sincerely.

Si Huai didn't talk to him too much, and waited for Wu Nian to catch up slowly before going to walk with him, the smile on his face deepened unknowingly.

This passage did not touch any stone gates, and after walking smoothly for about an incense stick, a spiral downward stone step appeared, and torches were lit on both sides of the stone wall, presumably the two of Ming Qiao had already passed away. went down ahead of them.

The stone steps are made of white marble, smooth enough to reflect the firelight on the wall, not like what should be in a tomb, but like the clean and dust-free ground in front of the Grand Hall.

A few people were wondering if there would be a mechanism on the stone steps, when they heard a sound of fighting coming from below, the long sword collided with something and made a harsh sound, and the sharp sword energy brought out a strong wave , Even the top of the stone steps was affected.

Sheng Lanchu turned her head to look at the people behind her, lifted her robe, and ran down with the sword in her hand tightly. Seeing that she was too late to pull her, Dongyang Yan hurriedly followed.

Si Huai wasn't in a hurry, anyway, Yi Lingjun's temperament couldn't do the kind of thing that would let the tomb robbers die in the tomb, the left and right were only slightly injured, seeing Wu Nian hurriedly chasing them down, he just shrugged his shoulders, Dragging his faint and aching ankle, he followed slowly.

The bottom is much wider than the narrow corridor above. It is a large stone room with six walls carved out. On each wall there are three grottoes with a height of two people. A small stone slab protrudes from the middle of the two grottoes. Each stone slab A lotus-shaped ever-burning lamp was placed on it, and twelve lamps were burned in total.

In the middle of the empty stone chamber is a large stone lotus carved very realistically. On the lotus is a large sarcophagus. There is no tombstone or incense table in front of the coffin. Buddhist Sanskrit.

Si Huai's heart tightened suddenly, as if a heavy oppressive feeling came down from the top of his head, making him unable to breathe.

He stretched out his hand to hold Wu Nian's palm tightly, trying to find some stability from him, but unexpectedly, Wu Nian's hand was trembling slightly, and he did not break free from his hand unexpectedly.

"Qi Zhou..." Wu Nian's voice became a little hoarse, he turned his head to look at him stiffly, and said word by word: "This place... I seem to have been here before..."

Like in a dream, but also like in the previous life.

Si Huai's eyes flickered slightly, and he wanted to stretch out his hand to hold the person in front of him in his arms, but he could only suppress the thought bit by bit, pulled the corners of his mouth into a smile, and said, "You How could it be possible to come here?"

"Also..." There was an imperceptible sense of loss in Wu Nian's tone, but he didn't take his hand out of the cold palm, and turned to look at the few people who were still fighting.

Sheng Lanchu and Dong Yangyan joined the battle at some point, fighting with a group of bronze men covered in gold.

It was not a living person, but a golden statue of eighteen bronze figures. It was supposed to stay obediently in the grotto on the wall and guard the ever-burning lamp and sarcophagus in the tomb, but the back was engraved with a Buddha mantra. When an intruder appears, it will "live".

The four sharp sword qi were coming and going, and those bronze men didn't respond when they were hit. Instead, they swung the arhat sticks in their hands to fight back. The strength and speed made them almost impossible to dodge. .

"Your injuries are not fully healed yet, stand here and don't move." Without thinking, I ordered that I would step forward to help, but before I had time to withdraw my hand, Si Huai grabbed it tightly and held it for a while. pull back.

"You don't even have a weapon, and you are fighting those copper and iron with bare hands?" Si Huai showed a look of disgust, raised his chin, motioned him to look at the bronze men, and said, "See the Buddha's mantra engraved on their backs?" No? You read the verses together and they stop."

"Really?" Wu Nian glanced at him half-believingly, reluctantly believed his words, carefully observed the Sanskrit engraved on the back of the Eighteen Bronze Figures, and subconsciously read it out.

Although 300 years have passed, the scriptures behind the bronze figures are still very clear, and there are no difficult words to read. I read a long Buddhist scriptures here, and the bronze figures fighting over there stopped slowly. After moving, he resumed his original posture of staying in the grotto and stopped in place.

Ming Qiao, who was fighting in a bit of a panic over there, looked at each other for a long time before realizing that it was Wu Nian who helped this way, and they all smiled and nodded towards this side. The sarcophagus went.

There is nothing else in the stone room except the eighteen bronze men guarding the coffin. Ming Qiao walked around the sarcophagus and patted the sarcophagus to make sure that he would not be attacked again. The man nodded.

Zhong Xun nodded his head as a reply, and whispered a few words to Sheng Lanchu and Dong Yangyan next to him, and saw the four of them standing at the four corners of the sarcophagus, pulling out their swords together, and they were glowing with cold sword light. The tip of the sword touched the seam between the coffin lid and the coffin body.

A restraint was placed on the sarcophagus, and when the four swords lit up, the lotus flower holding the coffin below suddenly burst out a dazzling golden Buddha's light, forcing them to take two steps back.

The few of them didn't intend to give up. After each of them spun around and stabilized their footsteps, they threw the sabers out of their hands, put two fingers together and applied a wave of spiritual power on the long swords, resisting the dazzling ray of light from the swords. Buddha light.

Under the huge impact of several internal forces, all the rays of light turned into a dazzling white light, and with a piercing killing intent, it turned into a strong wave of air and scatter around, causing everyone present to retreat unsteadily. After a few steps, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The Buddha light of the stone lotus gradually dimmed, leaving only a faint ray of light, illuminating the golden Sanskrit inscriptions on the sarcophagus.

The coffin lid automatically opened a corner, Zhong Xun and Ming Qiao looked at each other, stood up holding Shen Yuanjian at hand, and stepped forward to push the sarcophagus away.

He didn't know what he saw, his face sank little by little, he froze for a while beside the sarcophagus, and suddenly looked at Si Huai with almost fierce eyes.

Si Huai was hit by the air wave just now and hit the wall. He just stood up straight now, but he panicked at the look in his eyes.

It seemed that it was not the Bi Jue Zen stick they were looking for, but something that exposed his identity.

But what could it be?A biography engraved with his name and birthday?Or did Lingjun carve a stone statue for him when he got bored?

Si Huai wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and suddenly smiled softly, waiting for his next words.

Sheng Lanchu looked at Zhong Xun, who had a ferocious face, and then at Si Huai, who was laughing on the other side. She covered her heart and stood up staggeringly from the ground, leaning over to the side of the sarcophagus for a look.

Immediately, like Zhong Xun, his face changed a little bit, but it was not fierce, but more like disbelief and... fear.

"Brother Qi Zhou..." Sheng Lanchu froze and turned her head to look at him, with a slight tremor in her voice, she slowed down and said, "There is a corpse lying inside, which looks exactly like you."

The author has something to say: the last day of March, the update is a bit late, I wish everyone a happy April Fool's Day in advance~~

I’m going to go out all day tomorrow and probably won’t have time to write an update, so I’ll take a day off and continue to update the day after tomorrow, mua~