Ancient Art of Sealing Ghosts

Who is it that escapes my ghostly eyes, hides with us in this golden city, and is not affected by the ghost city, and has survived until now?

Being able to achieve this level shows that the strength of the opponent is comparable to ours, and they are definitely not easy to deal with, and judging from the faint feeling I just had, there are probably five or six of them.

Dao Feng saw that I froze suddenly, and immediately asked, "What's the matter?"

I shook my head to show that I was fine, then looked at him and said, "There are other people here... I mean the living ones, I don't know how they got in, but their purpose should be the same as ours."

The uncle touched his chin with his hand, and said after thinking: "Don't worry about them, just follow the original plan, and it's not easy to do anything outside, let's go in first, since they hide and don't show up, it proves that they don't plan to make trouble for the time being." .”

I nodded and looked at the full-scale Buddha statue on the first floor, knowing that we have now returned to the original golden ghost town.

Without further delay, we immediately carried the Buddha statue to the second floor, put the ear totem on the second floor to the third floor, and then inserted the stone statue of the human face into the fist-sized hole on the stone platform on the first floor.

As soon as the stone statue was inserted, there was an unsteady shaking from the whole golden pagoda. We looked at each other and understood that this was the precursor to the activation of the mechanism. As long as the stone statue of another tower was placed properly, we could enter the underground palace.

Crossing the streets and alleys, we came to another golden pagoda at the fastest speed. After doing the same thing, we felt the whole ground began to vibrate.

I was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and asked the uncle, "What's the situation? It's not like we made a mistake in the mechanism. This tower is going to collapse, right?"

The uncle waved his hand, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Hurry up and find something to hug, quick!"

"What? What's going on, please explain clearly." The vibration under her feet became more and more intense. Sister Xuan asked uneasily when she heard the uncle's words.

"Don't worry about it, hurry up and do as I say." The uncle said and ran to a pillar, and we all followed suit.

Sure enough, as the uncle expected, when we stabilized our bodies, the golden pagoda appeared strange again. The vibration stopped suddenly for a moment, and then the whole pagoda began to descend at an unimaginable speed. We exclaimed and hugged the things around us hard , with wide-eyed eyes looking out of the tower through the window in disbelief.

"What is this, an ancient elevator?!" The booming vibration pierced my eardrums and rang through my mind, and I had to yell to attract their attention.

The uncle opened his mouth to say a few words, but found that we couldn't hear him at all, so he simply opened his throat and yelled: "Almost, this Yunnan king is so fucking awesome, he can think of such a trick, we have to find a way to do it quickly The third floor, otherwise you may be smashed to pieces when it falls to the ground!"

It wasn’t until the uncle finished yelling that I realized that the tower we are standing on is not solid. Even if the modern elevator is not guaranteed to fall from a height, it will fall apart. No one can tell what the technology is like, and there is no guarantee of safety. If the impact of landing is too big, the first floor is the most dangerous.

Thinking of this, I looked at the other three and shouted, "Run!"

The four of them let go of their hands at the same time and ran towards the upper floor with big strides.

We struggled to the third floor amid the deafening roar, and then each found a pillar to support it. A heart was beating violently, as unresolved as this falling tower.

The speed at which the golden pagoda fell was actually not fast, but it had already surpassed the limit for this ancient institution.I clamped the wolf-eye flashlight under my arm, and looked at the stone wall outside the tower with the help of the constantly shaking light, and found that there were many evil ghosts holding weapons in their hands.Following the fall of the golden pagoda, the evil spirits flashed past like a horse on a horse watching flowers, watching my heart beating with fear.

Those stone statues are so realistic that I thought for a moment that they would jump in wielding weapons.

I don't know how long it took, but the speed of descent became slower and slower. I looked at the dark stone wall outside and saw that there were no more stone statues on it, so I knew that we should have reached the bottom layer.

When passing the last hurdle, the golden pagoda vibrated violently, and then suddenly stopped all operations.

We were baffled by the sudden movement, and after a few seconds of silence, I couldn't help but whispered: "Damn it, it's stuck?"

The uncle shook his head, his face was unpredictable, he boldly walked to the window, looked down with a flashlight, and said: "It's not stuck, it seems that the depth of the golden tower's descent is here. We’ll have to figure it out on our own.”

I walked up to the uncle and glanced down, and sure enough, I saw a protruding stone on that large section of the stone wall that extended into the darkness. The golden pagoda was blocked by it and stopped at this No up or down position.

A thought suddenly popped up in my mind, I turned my head and said to the uncle: "Will this golden pagoda still go up, or how did the last group of people get in?"

The uncle thought for a while and replied: "They probably entered the underground palace from other places. The golden pagoda can't bear the weight of more than 60 people. Besides, there was no trace of the golden pagoda moving when we were in the Golden City. We should be the first One who uses it. It's unclear if it will go up, but we'd better get down here as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, the uncle took the lead and went down, and we followed behind to the first floor, took out the rope and tied it to the pillar, and after confirming that it was strong, Daofeng led the way, and climbed down the golden tower one by one in order.

I didn't breathe a sigh of relief until I actually stepped on the ground. I was always worried that the golden pagoda hanging in mid-air would suddenly fall down, and the four of us would really die without a whole body.

After a little rectification at a place far away from the golden pagoda, the uncle saw that our emotions had eased, so he waved his hand to continue walking in.

Holding the flashlight, I walked and looked around. This place is empty, cold and frightening. It is more than ten times larger than ordinary ancient tombs. Even the Yuan Dynasty imperial tomb I visited last time was not as large and magnificent. As far as the dark breath of death is concerned, it is definitely stronger here.

The entire golden ghost city is like another parallel world independent of the real world, with its own laws, patterns and people, completely immune to external influences.

All these things are really unimaginable and completely surpassed my previous cognition. Before coming here, I never thought that there would be such a place in the world.

The uncle obviously didn't expect that when we came to the two tall and strange stone statues, he sighed twice and said, "Chaos beast... Could it be that the king of Yunnan has thought of himself as a god, and he actually uses this kind of beast Be a gatekeeper."

"How to say?" I observed the huge ten-meter-high stone statue in front of me, and found that the shape of this thing was very strange. Except for six feet, two pairs of chicken wings, and a tail that was too short to be seen, the whole body was a ball, completely invisible. What doesn't come out is something.

"The one in front of us is actually one of the four ancient beasts, Chaos. There is a cloud in the "Shan Hai Jing": "There is a god, whose shape is like a yellow sac, red like a red fire, six feet and four wings, Hun Dun has no face. , is a knowledge of singing and dancing, and he is actually Emperor Jiang." This is the most primitive image of chaos, and then it was personified, materialized and deified in legends." The uncle paused, and continued: "In "Shen Yi Jing" Cloud: "There is a beast in the west of Kunlun, its shape is like a dog, it has long hair, four legs, it looks like a dog but has no claws, it has eyes but can't see, it can't walk, it has two ears but can't hear, it has intelligence, it has belly but no five treasures. , there is straightness in the intestines but not twisting, and food passes through. People have virtues and go against them, and people have evil virtues and rely on them. It is called chaos. Living in vain and doing nothing, often turn around and look up to the sky and laugh.'It is also said Chaos is transformed from resentment after Huandou's death, Qiongqi is transformed from resentment after Gonggong's death, Wuwu is transformed from resentment after Gun's death, and Taotie is transformed from resentment after Sanmiao's death. There are four evils in ancient times. However, Nanzhao worships ears, but puts a faceless Chaos here to guard the gate. It's not that the king of Yunnan thinks highly of himself."

"Oh..." After the uncle explained, I nodded and said, "But I think this Piluo Pavilion is a bit capable of building its own tomb like this. There is nothing wrong with putting two chaos at the door. , They may really think that the king of Yunnan came to the world from the sky."

"Bah." Sister Xuan sneered after hearing my words: "The one who came to the world from the sky, I think it came from the sky and the world, and doing so many mysterious things, after all, isn't it just exploiting the blood and sweat of the people?"

I was in awe of Sister Xuan's sudden sense of justice, and quickly replied: "That's it, it's Sister Xuan's cleverness, I can see that the King of Yunnan came from heaven and earth."

"Hmph." Sister Xuan tossed her long hair, and continued, "So we are fighting to eliminate harm for the people, so that these old things who exploit the people will have no peace after death."

"Oh..." I coughed dryly and replied silently, "It's a pity that the policeman will not understand your noble sentiments..."

"Stop making trouble and go quickly." The uncle raised his hand to interrupt the boring conversation between me and Sister Xuan, and said, "Don't forget that there are still pursuers behind. It took so much effort to come in, and they can't let them take the lead."

After being reprimanded by the uncle, I hurriedly straightened my face, and saw Dao Feng's little black cat jump out again at some point, and ran in front of it.

Dao Feng has become accustomed to the black cat's naughtiness, and he doesn't care about it running around at all, because he knows that the black cat has experienced many battles and will never cause trouble.

"Hey." I watched the black cat's vigor and vitality, and couldn't help laughing: "I said Lao Dao, why don't you name this little guy, it's convenient to call it."

Dao Feng paused and said, "It doesn't need a name."

"That's why you're the most boring." I sighed, thinking of the two chaotic stone statues at the door, and said, "It's male and female, why don't we call it... the ball?"

After I finished speaking, Dao Fengjun's face turned half dark.

Unbearably, the uncle raised his hand and gave me a hand, saying: "Ball your sister!"

I rubbed my head, and just about to reply, I heard a low, echo-like voice suddenly coming from the empty hall: "Ball your sister, ball your sister, ball your sister, ball your sister..."

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