Lie Huo Jiao Chou

As soon as Xuan Ji approached this water, he began to feel palpitations. Before he could react, he grabbed the fish that swam in front of him.

Sheng Lingyuan waved his hand and immediately withdrew the puppet technique, the weak energy flowed away from the fish, and the gathered fish looked at each other inexplicably and disbanded on the spot.Fortunately, it is said that these fishes only have seven seconds of memory, and they may also be used to this state of "who am I and where am I", and floated away very contentedly.

Xuan Ji pinched the jumping sea fish, and his first reaction was: "Sheng Lingyuan is nearby!"

Then he was taken aback again: "How do I know?"

He had only seen the so-called "puppet technique" in the Suhui of the Witchman's Tomb. At that time, he felt that it was "a magical skill, and its authenticity is doubtful." As for the principle, he didn't understand it at all.There is also no evidence that similar puppetry can be used on lower vertebrates, so the question is, why does he have the idea that "someone is using puppetry to manipulate fish schools"?

"This fish is not delicious. I'm the water system. Believe me! Go back and treat you to Bawang Seafood." Team Wang leaned over, gesticulated and roared, pointing to the tomb of the Gaoshan Prince at the foot, "Don't be dazed, this is another What the hell?"

The magical shark language casts a slender vortex in the seawater, with a diameter of about [-] centimeters. The seawater within that range rotates clockwise quickly, and the bubbles thrown out adhere to the outside, as if a "swirl" has condensed out of thin air in the seawater. rope" to show them the way.

At this time, one part of this "sea water rope" was held by Xuan Ji's wrist, and the other end went into the tomb passage, tracking Yan Qiushan.

Xuan Ji looked along the sea rope, and blurted out, "It's the cemetery of the mountains and clouds."

After he finished speaking, he was stunned again - what are the mountains and clouds?

His heart beat faster, as if he had turned on the vibration gear, and looked down at the heart rate on the sports bracelet - it was already approaching 160 beats per minute.

"Who?" Wang Dui asked, "Sounds like a Japanese friend, why did you bury this?"

At this time, Gu Yuexi and Zhang Zhao also followed. Gu Yuexi glanced at the entrance of the tomb, the bubble suddenly shook, and the whole person bounced up in horror.

"A lot of corpses! The bottom of the cave is full of dead corpses!"

Team Wang immediately asked, "How many?"

"Countless!" Gu Yuexi shook her head, "I can't see the end at a glance."

As a clairvoyant, Comrade Gu Yuexi's naked-eye vision is 5.3—it's not higher, because the eye chart is drawn up to this point. When performing tasks, her highest record is that her sight penetrated nearly 800 meters of mountains.

Wang Dui had never heard the words "can't see the end at a glance" from her mouth.

At this moment, the sea water rope on Xuan Ji's wrist suddenly tightened.The tomb of Prince Gaoshan may have been irritated by wave after wave of intruders, the bottom of the sea shook, and the entrance to the tomb began to close slowly.

"Wait!" Wang Dui was startled, "Zhang Zhao, stop for a while..."

Before Zhang Zhao took out the stopwatch, Xuan Ji's body moved again before his brain made a decision. A few coins bounced out from his fingertips, ignoring the resistance of the sea water, and just fit into the four corners of the tomb entrance. With a deep sigh, a faint stream of light flowed through the complicated lines at the entrance of the tomb, and the vibrating tomb froze there.

Wang Dui blinked and looked at Xuan Ji in amazement. Through the air bubbles, his face was beaten pale by the sea water and the lighting equipment in their hands. All the lines of the skin disappeared, and only the ups and downs of the bones stood out. Xuan Ji's side face The outline was clear, and for a moment, Dui Wang felt that he was extremely far away, like a stone statue left in the silhouette of time.

Xuan Ji gestured "Follow me" to them, flipped a few coins at his fingertips, and was about to dive towards the entrance of the tomb.

"Director Xuan," Wang Ze couldn't help calling him, "Our Team Yan... If there is something... wrong about our Team Yan, it's...not incomprehensible, can you forgive him?"

Xuan Ji clenched her fist against her chest, as if trying to stop the beating heart, and said with some difficulty: "What's the side of the net? I was caught by you every day to work part-time as a field worker, and now I have to work part-time as a judge ?”

Wang Ze was stunned.

"We are here to scoop up people," Xuan Ji sighed, "as long as he hasn't done something irreversible."

But if he is like Bi Chunsheng, he is no longer human...

Moving bricks is billed by piece, while accountants and lawyers are billed by workload. Even if you resign, the work you have done before still counts.

But "heroes" are not. This business cannot quit halfway, and cannot change course halfway. Otherwise, all the past will not only be counted as achievements, but will become faults and will be liquidated together.

Xuan Ji went down the tomb passage.

Among the coral bushes behind them, a small fish spitting bubbles poked its head out, staring at the entrance of the tomb.

Sheng Lingyuan frowned - the little demon was too sensitive, he didn't dare to let the fish get too close, so he couldn't see it very clearly, he only felt that Xuan Ji had broken the formation at the entrance of Prince Gaoshan's tomb.

But God knows that moment, Sheng Lingyuan knows it himself, other than that, there should be no one else present when he sealed the tomb passage.

How did Xuan Ji know where the formation eyes are?

Speaking of Yan Qiushan and the others, don't mention how embarrassing they are in the underwater cemetery.After a few of them jumped off the boat, they have not been able to get rid of the "crystal wall" that eats people. This underwater tomb passage seems to be alive, and it keeps changing its course. The wall of crystal that swallowed their boats always came back to them, black and waiting for them to throw themselves in,

At this time, the snake skin's scalp, the puppet girl's leg, the fins on Yan Qiushan's diving suit...all had been sucked in by the crystal wall.

When encountering the crystal wall again, the blind man didn't brake in time, accidentally rubbed across the wall, and his right hand was immediately bitten by the wall.

The blind man yelled, and the snake skin jumped back in fright, bumping into the puppet girl who was missing a leg and was out of balance, and the two bounced out together.

At this moment, a deep sigh came from the depths of the tomb passage, and the blind man froze—only then did he stop the force that was desperately pulling him into the wall.

Shepi murmured, "Why, what's wrong?"

"It's not moving." The blind man froze for a moment, and tried to pull his hand away, "Help... help me."

The snake skin and the puppet girl stepped forward and squeezed the blind man out like pulling a carrot, but Yan Qiushan looked up into the depths of the tomb——the white merman lamp illuminated the corpses of various shapes like the ones in the window. The model, I don't know who designed it, but at first glance, it reveals a strange and cruel beauty.

The entire tomb is like a transparent specimen exhibition, which displays 3000 years of greed from ancient to modern times.

But in the deep tomb passage, there is no merman lamp, it is pitch black, gloomy and ominous.Yan Qiushan hesitated for a moment, then carefully dived there with the Shark Lantern he broke off from the wall.

At a distance of about two kilometers, he came to the end of the merman lantern row, where there was no light, and there were still things in the stone wall, but they were arranged more neatly.

Yan Qiushan held up the merman lamp to shine a light on it, kicked his legs in horror, and drifted several meters back——in the unlit stone wall, it was no longer the intruders with terrified expressions, but one by one. child!

The oldest of those children looked twelve or thirteen years old, and the youngest was probably just going to leave.The boys were on the left, and the girls were on the right. They lined up in two rows peacefully, with their hands folded on their lower abdomen, like a row of lifelike dolls.

The boys were all bare-chested and barefoot, while the girls wore a small gown, which also looked very cool. It was very different from the costumes of the ancestors in the Central Plains. There were tattoos on the wrists and ankles, which were a circle of unknown characters. .

The voice of the puppet girl came from the intercom on the hood of his diving suit. The puppet girl said: "The tattoos are written by the Gaoshan people. These children should be from the Gaoshan people."

The puppet girl and snake skin rescued the blind man without any risk, and the three of them followed together. The puppet girl turned out the map of the tomb of the high mountain prince—the map was protected by a half piece of water drops cut off by the blind man, and it was not wet at all.I saw that in addition to the ancient Chinese characters on the picture, there is also a kind of text that looks like a decorative pattern, which is very similar to the tattoo on the little corpse.

"What is this? Is it buried with you? Killing such a small child?" Shepi was stunned, "Didn't you say that Prince Gaoshan was killed by Emperor Sheng Xiao? Human paraquat' ah!"

The puppet girl said: "These children should not be killed by the emperor. Qingping has records that the nobles of the high mountains, like the human race, will build the cemetery before they are alive. The whole body was still left for him and buried in the cemetery prepared by Prince Gaoshan long ago. This should be the tradition of the Gaoshan people. It is said that after their cemetery is built, they must first fill in the burial people and let them "warm the house" first. .”

Yan Qiushan's gaze swept over the faces of those children, his face sinking like water, and asked: "So, the high mountain prince we are going to summon is a person who buried children as sacrifices?"

"The social environment was like this at that time. In the past, women still bound their feet. Feudal dross, everyone seeks common ground while reserving differences." Shepi casually swam forward, "Isn't it all for Chiyuan? Let's go, we're wasting time on the road Too much."

Yan Qiushan's throat moved, and he followed reluctantly: "If you want to rekindle Chi Yuan, can you only rely on this... this..."

"There are too many things you don't like, aren't you tired, Team Yan?" The blind man interrupted him, "I don't want to repair your sword anymore? No one understands the secret of the sword spirit better than the people of Gaoshan."

Yan Qiushan said, "Is this the only Gaoshan man in the world?"

"That's not true," said the blind man, "but he is the only one who knows the whereabouts of the last batch of divine soldiers, and not everyone can be awakened by the gloomy ritual."

The puppet girl asked curiously, "What do you mean?"

"The gloomy sacrificial rite is not a resurrection technique, girl, it is impossible to bring the dead back to life." The blind man said, "It can only awaken the undead 'demon', and the demon cannot live or die."

Puppet Girl: "Humans and demons are only recorded in Qingpingsi's ancient scrolls. I thought it was a legend."

"The Chiyuan Seal has been sealed for 3000 years, the human race has ruled the world, and the spiritual energy of the world has been exhausted. Now these hopeless juniors have no qualifications to degenerate into demons. If they become crazy like Bi Chunsheng, they can only become "human candles" who are not inferior , without Chiyuan, it would be impossible for new "human demons" to be born in the world. Chiyuan fire cannot be lit by human power, but can only be borrowed from the power of these ancient human demons... ah."

The blind man suddenly stopped talking.

At the end of the narrow tomb passage, there is a huge "crystal wall", which seals a male corpse.

The male corpse was well-preserved, as if he was asleep, even the eyelashes were completely visible, and his clothes were different from those of the small corpses buried with him, more like the people of the Central Plains.Looking at his face, he was in his thirties, not considered old, but the corners of his mouth were drooping, the eyebrows were wrinkled, and he had a face that had been through vicissitudes, as if he was still full of worries after death.

"Is this... the owner of the tomb?"

"It should be, look at his belt!" Shepi leaned forward, pointed to a waist plate on the belt of the male corpse and said, "Before Gao Shan Weiyun was alive, he was sent by Gao Shan King to the Emperor's side as an attendant. The word 'Wei Yun'... Tsk, it's not what I imagined, I thought this high mountain nobleman must be full of brains to exploit the people every day, why does this guy look so sad?"

"You can wait for him to wake up and ask." The blind man glanced at the time, "We've been trapped for a long time, time is running out, it's eleven o'clock at midnight, hurry up—Captain Yan, are you ready?" ?"

Yan Qiushan's cheeks tightened.

The puppet girl asked: "How do you write sacrificial texts underwater?"

The blind man gestured at the snake skin, and the snake skin took out the jar containing the shark's blood from the drop of water. He probably had a psychological shadow, and this time he had a long memory, so he was careful not to touch it with his hands.

The blind man folded his hands, made a strange gesture, and muttered something silently: "Get up—"

Following his words, those clay pots floated leisurely, and flew to the stone wall that sealed the high mountain prince.

Blind man: "Get out of the way!"

Everyone has seen the horror of merman's blood before, they backed up collectively, the blind man let out a low cry, and all the clay pots crashed into the stone wall at the same time, a large piece of merman's blood was splashed on the stone wall and quickly condensed, tightly clinging to the stone wall Adhere to a layer, it is not soluble in water!

The stone wall sealing Prince Gaoshan seems to have been painted with a layer of blood-colored paint, which is very even. The man behind the stone wall is hidden in the blood color. Under the shark lamp, the bright red color is particularly shocking. You, before midnight, you have to carve the gloomy sacrificial text on the blood of the merman with a knife, don't you bring the dagger?"

Yan Qiushan's throat moved, he clenched the dagger at his waist, and slowly stepped forward.

The blind man lowered his voice: "Don't forget your wish."

Yan Qiushan closed his eyes, and for a moment, he pulled out the dagger at his waist, the sharp blade cut through the surrounding water, and a smile appeared on the blind man's face.

At this time, someone shouted at the entrance of the tomb: "Captain Yan, don't!"

The sound waves flew out of the bubbles, smashed through the sea water, and flew towards Yanqiu Mountain. Fengshenyi arrived!

However, it was too late, Yan Qiushan's dagger landed on the shark's blood, drawing the first stroke.

A huge bubble was generated and diffused from where the knife fell, wrapping Yan Qiushan and Prince Gaoshan together, separating him from the others. Wang Ze rushed over, but was bounced away heavily by the bubble——

The blind man sneered loudly: "What are you, you also want to interrupt the gloomy sacrifice?"

Yan Qiushan suddenly turned his head, looked at Wang Ze in a blood red, and actually smiled at him.

Wang Ze scratched the barrier blocking him with both hands and feet, and was about to go crazy: "You can still laugh? Are you an idiot! Yan Qiushan! Are you sorry for Zhichun! Zhichunbai is dead, and he is not safe after death. You ..."

Yan Qiushan shook his head at him, glanced at the blind man, and suddenly asked without going to the village or behind the shop: "The 'ancient devil' you mentioned, there shouldn't be many, right?"

The blind man was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

"That's good," Yan Qiushan laughed, "Thank you for leading the way."

Before he could finish his sentence, the dagger in his hand suddenly stretched out, hitting sparks on the stone wall, and quickly scratched a few strokes on the stone wall, but it was not a gloomy sacrificial inscription——