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"Why, what's the problem?" Nan Yang asked softly.

Qing Huan leaned against Nan Yang's neck, shook her head slightly, put her arms around Nan Yang's hand, intentionally or unintentionally wrapped a piece of white gauze from Nan Yang's white robe around her finger to play with.In the dim environment, her drooping eyebrows and eyes showed a unique elegant black color, and a little bit of light reflected in her eyes, as if a section of the starry night sky was cut and sewn into her eyeballs.

It's really beautiful.

Miao Shan habitually raised her hand to touch the human skin mask on her face, making sure that it was still sticking firmly, but she couldn't help but sigh inwardly: This face is really ugly, after peeling off this skin, her appearance It is also not inferior to Qinghuan.

Nan Yang raised his eyes lightly, looked at the promiscuous female disciple who was standing aside as if waiting for them, and vaguely remembered that she had given medicine for Qing Huan before, so he nodded kindly to her: "What's the matter?"

Miaoshan coughed without a trace, adjusted the timbre of her voice, and hurriedly said: "The owner of the valley is worried that you will be in danger of falling behind, so let his subordinates take care of you... Also, I heard from the person at the front that the land in this mile is far away. We're almost done walking, and we're about to enter the tomb, so please be ready, Your Majesty."

"Thank you very much." Qing Huan raised her chin slightly, looked at Miao Shan and smiled softly.

Miao Shan was stunned for a moment, then tightened her fingers on the side of the clothes, grabbing a few folds of the clothes.She immediately smiled again: "Miss, you are being polite....Miss, seeing your face covered with dust and blood, you must be very uncomfortable. Let me wipe it off for you."

"...This, I don't want to trouble you..."

"Where, the owner of the valley asked me to take care of it." Miao Shan struggled to pull the human skin mask and smiled as kindly as possible, then took out a handkerchief, and groped towards Qing Huan involuntarily.

Qing Huan had no choice but to obediently turn her face towards her, like a docile little rabbit lying weakly on Nan Yang's shoulder, looking at Miao Shan gently with dark and warm eyes.

Miao Shan swallowed inexplicably, then quickened her hand movements to wipe Qing Huan's face.She was a bit strong, and Qinghuan's head swung back and forth with her movements. She showed an eager look, and naturally stretched out her other hand to hold Qinghuan lightly. Huan's nape.

A small Gu worm crawled out of Qing Huan's back clothes, and quietly slipped into Miao Shan's cuff.

Miao Shan only glanced at the bug hastily, and couldn't help feeling very distressed.This is one of the few medical Gu that she has refined for several years. It has been sacrificed by many rare treasures in the world, and she just used it for this little girl out of desperation. I lost a lot of weight during the time, and I probably won't be able to live.

However, looking at her like this, the injury on her back should be much better.

Miao Shan sighed softly, lowered and raised her eyes, only slightly turned in one direction, and just happened to meet Nan Yang's cold eyes staring at her.

Miao Shan couldn't help shivering: "You... what are you doing?"

"... Finished wiping?" Nan Yang asked lightly.

"Master, don't do this." Qing Huan seemed to feel the coldness in Nan Yang's tone, and hurriedly whispered in Nan Yang's ear.

"...Let's go after wiping, we've fallen a distance." Nan Yang turned his eyes away, and stepped up with Qing Huan on his back.

But in the blink of an eye, Miao Shan was left behind by Nan Yang. She held a dirty handkerchief in one hand and squeezed the dying doctor Gu in the other, and couldn't help but roll her eyes.Really, you can't touch it, and you don't want to see who saved your precious apprentice.No return on a good deed.

The distance of one mile is not very far. The group of people fumbled forward, and they finished after walking for about half an hour.Liu Wuhe has been walking in the front, followed by Bian Zicheng.With one hand the fire fold, and the other the dragon dish, fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

"...Here we are." Liu Wuhe took a deep breath and raised his hand to signal the people behind to stop.

Bian Zi poked his head out to check, and under the faint light of the fire, he saw a very obvious cut-off point on the soil wall not far in front. This side was still loose soil residue, but the other side was thick tomb bricks. But looking from here, there is a wall at the end, which seals the tomb tightly. .

"That's right, it's the road we walked that year." Liu Wuhe nodded, and sent out a bit of the fire folder in his hand, squinting at the wall that was close at hand, "It should be that they found out later that they filled the hole and used The color of the bricks and the bricks on the wall next to them are somewhat different. But after more than ten years, this kind of bricks should not be particularly strong."

Bianzi pondered for a moment, then turned his head and asked Junqiao behind him: "Master Shaogu, is there any way to quickly destroy this brick wall?"

Junqiao thought for a while, then sighed softly: "Yes, wait for a moment." As soon as she finished speaking, she turned sideways to face Wuming beside her, and reached out her hand to touch Wuming's eye sockets. His left eyeball was gouged out.

Bianzi couldn't help squinting his eyes, and subconsciously touched his left eye.

Junqiao took the nameless left eyeball and walked sideways beside Liu Wuhe and Liu Wuhe, put the eyeball on the corner of the brick wall, turned his head slightly, and gestured for them to back away.

She took out a few small mechanisms from her pocket and put them in the corner, then took two steps back, counting lightly in her mouth.

"Five...four...three...two...explosion!"

The nameless left eyeball was blasted in a small way by those small organs. I don’t know what material the eyeball is made of. The power of the explosion was quite amazing. With the sound of "Boom--", the brick wall was instantly destroyed. A hole big enough for one person to pass through was blown out, and the soil on the roof of the tomb was shaken to a thick layer.

The cave was suddenly filled with smoke and dust, and everyone covered their noses and coughed lightly.

Liu Wuhe frowned, waved the smoke lightly with one hand, and poked out the fire pocket with the other, walked a few steps forward, and was the first to poke out the hole in the wall.

The hole in the wall was in a small corner of the tomb passage. From here, one could only see the bottomless dark tomb passage and the small ever-burning lamps on the wall of the tomb passage, emitting a little bit of faint light.Supporting the ever-burning lamp is a strange iron-cast beast, shaped like a tiger, with a tail like a cow behind it.

Liu Wuhe looked around and looked around, walked out slowly and carefully, step by step very carefully, he needed to be at the forefront to ensure that there were no traps around.

The crowd followed him and slowly walked out of the tomb, and a group of people stepped into the tomb passage one after another.

Nan Yang was the last one to come out with Qing Huan on his back. Qing Huan blinked and looked around, and whispered to Nan Yang: "Master, let me down, you have been bent over in the tomb for a long time."

"do you feel better now?"

"It's much better. My back doesn't hurt much anymore. I can still walk by myself. You should also rest."

Nan Yang had no choice but to put Qing Huan off his back, and when he looked up, he frowned when he saw the ever-burning lamp on the wall of the tomb passage.

Seeing that Nan Yang was in a daze, Qing Huan couldn't help asking, "Master, what's wrong?"

"Look... that lamp, haven't you... seen it somewhere?"

Qing Huan followed her gaze, and tilted her head slightly: "...the lamp doesn't look familiar, but the support underneath is... hey, that's right, this isn't the one in the Fuyu Tower in Zhongyang City... that... "

"Hey." Junqiao, who came to her side at some point, took the conversation.

Several people around looked at Junqiao, and Junqiao stared at the light and continued: "It is recorded in the Second Southern Classic: "Five hundred miles to the east, it is called Fuyu Mountain, looking at the Ju District in the north and Zhubi in the east. Beast Yan, its shape is like a tiger with an ox tail, its sound is like a barking dog, its name is 彘.'."

This passage is exactly the same as what she said in Fuyulou, word for word.

"How could this be..." Nan Yang muttered to himself.

"The owner of the valley is very knowledgeable, but it's different. We didn't pay attention to this detail at all, and no one knew what the animal was. It turned out that there was such an allusion. I remember that after we broke through the maze, there was a party to the north. The water area coincides with the records in the Second Nanci Classic, so it can be deduced that this tomb was roughly created by the structure of Fuyu Mountain."

"So... in fact, the power behind Fuyulou in Zhongyang is also the Burning Heaven Clan?"

Junqiao shook his head: "Don't make wild guesses, these clues are too messy, if you think wrongly, it is easy to form a stereotype for us. The most important thing is to get out of here first."

Liu Wuhe was silent for a moment, then changed the subject and said: "As soon as we enter the tomb passage, we are already in a maze in the shape of Hui. This labyrinth is to trap the Dao Dou thieves, so whether it is to enter the main tomb or escape outside the tomb, it is very difficult. Now we walk along the tomb passage, only to find that we are going around in circles, there is no exit at all, only Crack the formation, and the exit will appear."

Cheng Zhuming said impatiently, "What nonsense are you talking about? Just talk about how to break the formation. How can I have so much time to listen to your introduction to this ruined tomb. In a few hours, I will starve to death here."

Liu Wuhe glanced quietly at Zhuming, paused for a moment, and his tone became dull: "I don't know how to break it. Back then...it wasn't me who broke it."

Cheng Zhuming opened his mouth and closed it again.

Everyone looked at each other a few times, but they were all speechless.The atmosphere became low for a moment, a little depressing.

"Let's go forward first. I understand some formations, and Nanyang should also understand some. There is always a way to get out." Junqiao suggested.

"That's the only way to go. Observe while walking, I believe Master can break it." Bianzi agreed.

Nanyang silently agreed, walked to the front of the crowd with Qinghuan and Junqiao, followed by Liu Wuhe and Bian Zicheng, and behind them were nine people including the Gangshan faction and Luanhuagu.

The long tomb passage couldn't see the end at a glance, it was dark, and the permanent lamps placed on the left and right could not actually play a role in lighting. The ferocious iron-cast beasts added a gloomy and strange atmosphere.No one spoke while walking, and only the sound of empty footsteps could be heard in the tomb passage.

"Master, if we don't understand this formation, how are we going to break it?" Qing Huanhu asked softly.

"...Hongfei Pavilion taught me." Nan Yang replied blankly.

Qing Huan lowered her head with embarrassment, coughed a few times in a low voice, and lowered her voice: "The formation...is too boring, I...sleep."

There was a little helplessness in Nan Yang's eyes, and he sighed softly, and could only say: "Although the formations in the world are all kinds of strange and different, the general routine is still the same. It's like everyone looks different, but they all have one head and two heads. Arms and two legs. All formations have ten directions: heaven, earth, east, south, west, north, life gate, death position, past, and future. Usually, the ones that can break through are the life gate and death position ;As long as these ten directions can be judged, this formation can be broken from the gate of life or the position of death."

"That's it...then what direction is our current location?"

"This formation was originally in constant motion. You may step on the gate of life in this step, or you may step on the gate of life in the next step. But we broke a hole from the other side and entered the maze, and its direction was determined. It is restricted. The position of the tomb is fixed as the 'past'. But where the gate of life and the position of death are moving at this time, we have to judge as we go."

"Disciple, I'm ashamed." Qing Huan rubbed the back of her head embarrassingly.

Bianzi smiled slightly while standing aside: "Junior Sister, I don't blame you, things like formations are boring in the first place, and Senior Brother also fell asleep back then, haha."

Nan Yang looked sideways at the two apprentices beside her, and said in a flat voice, "...You two, go back and copy "Ten Gang of Ten Squares" five times, and then recite it silently for me after five times."

Qing Huan: "..."

Bian Zicheng: "..."

"Nan Yang, you are in the tomb now, so don't be like this..." Jun Qiao couldn't help smiling.

"...ten times."

Qing Huan and Bian Zi hurriedly said: "The disciple receives the punishment, the disciple receives the punishment."

Nan Yang turned her head and focused on the road ahead. While walking, she smiled slightly at an angle that they couldn't see, and then disappeared in the darkness in an instant.

I don't know how long I walked, but after about half an hour, a corner appeared in front of me.

Nan Yang brought the dragon-hunting plate from Liu Wuhe, and first stood at the corner alone, holding a wind and rain lamp, and carefully watched the changes on the dragon-hunting plate.Jun Qiao also stepped forward and stood beside Nan Yang.

"...is 'the future.'"

"No, half of this is the future, and the other half is 'North'." Nan Yang corrected.

Junqiao was a little skeptical, so he walked to the corner, put his palm on the brick wall, and tapped lightly.She called Wuming again, removed a small magnet from Wuming's severed arm, placed it on top with a small needle, and compared it everywhere.

"You're right, these two directions overlap..." Junqiao took out a slippery rock from his pocket, knelt down and drew a long line on the ground, writing "North" on one side and "Wei" on the other. ".

"Keep going, you follow me and walk ahead, pay attention to the changes in Xunlongpan." Nan Yang said to Junqiao.

"...Going up to the sky, going down to the ground, the door of life, the position of death, the past, and the future will all change with the change of the formation, but the four directions of east, west, north and south are absolutely fixed. If we faced north when we first came, Judging from the direction of this tomb passage, this direction should be... west..." Junqiao muttered while looking at the dragon-seeking plate in Nanyang's hand and at the magnet in his own hand.

"According to the changing law of the dragon-hunting pan, it is guessed that the next corner may be 'Shangtian', and the 'Xiandi' position will be ranked at the last or second-to-last corner." Nan Yang added.

"..." Junqiao was noncommittal to Nan Yang's guess, and took out a small wooden board and used talc to calculate quickly on it. After complicated calculations, the conclusion he reached was exactly the same as what Nan Yang said.

"As expected of a lord who has lived for more than 100 years..." Junqiao clicked his tongue twice.

Qing Huan was walking by her side, but her speed gradually slowed down. From time to time, she bent slightly and coughed lightly. It seemed that her body hadn't fully recovered.

A hand suddenly grabbed her arm.

"Girl, are you okay?" Miao Shan pressed the human skin mask on her face with the other hand, and said softly, pinching her throat.

"It's you. Thank you, I'm fine." Qing Huan gave a pale smile weakly.

"I have some medicine here, you take some first to replenish your vitality?"

"No need, I can still hold on." Qing Huan declined politely, and pulled her elbow out of Miao Shan's palm without any trace.

"Don't be stubborn, listen to my persuasion girl..."

"Clack-clack-clack--" Suddenly a strange sound came, and the loudness was not small.

Everyone stopped and looked around suspiciously. Only Nanyang, Junqiao and Wuming who were walking in the front were still walking, as if they had discovered something ahead.

Suddenly there was an ominous premonition.

Qing Huan instinctively pushed Miao Shan away, wanting to run to Nan Yang's side immediately.But then the sudden movement became violent, and before the people behind could react, a thick brick wall fell from the sky, and it hit the ground with a loud "boom," completely smashing the two groups of people in front and back. separate.

Qing Huan stared blankly at a wall that suddenly fell in front of her eyes. The figure in white who was walking calmly in front of her just a moment ago disappeared behind the wall without warning.