Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 128
Xin Ziqiu followed the team of the Song government and continued walking in the dark corridor.

It was quite wide at the beginning, but gradually it became narrower and narrower, and the height of the tunnel became lower and lower.

In the end, everyone could only put away the torches and torches, use their hands and feet together, and crawl on their bodies.

In this way, after advancing several tens of feet, I saw that the eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of me, as if the exit was not far away.

After climbing for a while, suddenly the sun came in, dazzling.

Everyone closed their eyes and collected their minds, only to realize that they finally came to the other end of the tunnel.

Looking out from the narrow gap, I saw a green hill and green valley in front of me.

There are clusters of flowers and lush vegetation.

Everyone climbed out of the cave one by one, and found that the entrance of the cave was built on a mountain wall, no more than three feet above the ground, and they could touch the ground with a light step of their legs.

There are soft green grasses on the ground, and in the gentle breeze, the fragrance of flowers bursts out, making people ecstatic.

Looking at the beautiful scenery like a paradise in front of him, Xin Ziqiu was a little surprised. He didn't expect that there was such a blessed place in this ancient tomb.

Not only him, everyone in the team was amazed, they never expected that behind this dark and narrow tunnel, there would be such a beautiful scene.

Zhong Xiong laughed loudly and said:
"This Mr. Xinling is really blessed. He actually gathered the power of ancient warlocks and arranged for himself such a fairyland as a burial place. It can be regarded as unprecedented."

Hong Taiwei didn't seem to hear his words, and at this moment, his eyes were like lightning, sweeping around the crowd, and suddenly shouted loudly:
"Why is there one person missing? Where is Uncle Guo?"

This sound was full of air, and everyone who had just settled down had pain in their ear drums, and they were all shocked.

Everyone hurriedly looked to the left and right, but they did not find Uncle Cao Guo.

Taiwei Hong frowned, and asked in a deep voice:

"Who just entered the cave after Uncle Guo?"

At this time, the old Han Lin surnamed Lu who knew Niaochongwen before said:

"Report, report to the Taiwei, it is the entrance of the cave that the humble officer entered after following the uncle of the country, but nothing unusual was found."

Hong Taiwei glanced at him and said:
"No abnormality was found. Could it be that a living person disappeared out of thin air?"

Lu Hanlin hesitated and said:

"Uh, this, the cave is small, the torches have been extinguished, and the minister is getting old again, and his eyes are dim. Maybe... maybe I missed something?"

Hong Taiwei stomped his feet and cursed:
"Bastard, no matter how old you are, aren't you still blind? Why don't you know that a living person disappeared in front of your eyes?"

Lu Hanlin was a little wronged, he really didn't see anything, but under the rage of the Taiwei, how dare he talk nonsense?
At this time, Xiaoxia Aihu also said:
"Report to Taiwei Hong, the humble position is right behind Mr. Lu and Mr. Guojiu. I really didn't see anything unusual. I just watched Mr. Guo crawl out of the cave."

Hong Taiwei frowned even tighter, and asked in a deep voice:
"Since you saw Uncle Guo crawling out, what about that person? Was it blown away by the wind?"

Ai Hu was speechless, unable to speak a word.

Everyone also looked at each other in blank dismay. The incident happened suddenly, and no one could think of how a living person could disappear out of thin air.

Hong Taiwei sighed, and said helplessly:
"Go back and find it!"

At this time, Xin Ziqiu, who was leaning against the mountain wall, said slowly:
"It's too late, the entrance of the tunnel we came to has disappeared, and we can't go back the same way."

Everyone heard the words and took a closer look, only to realize that the mountain wall they climbed out of is now smooth and flat, where is the hole just now?

With such a sudden change, everyone was dumbfounded, and looked at the leader, Taiwei Hong, waiting for him to make a decision.

Hong Xin smacked his lips, pondered for a while, and then said:

"Since this is the case, we can't find Uncle Guo, and we can only hope that he will be blessed with good fortune. We have spent a lot of time to come here, and we are entrusted by the officials. We have to explore it no matter what. But from now on, Everyone is in a team of three, take care of each other, and we must not get lost again."

After all, after thinking about it, he looked at Zhong Xiong and said:
"Master Zhong, you are good at leading troops in battle and using the terrain. Please wait a moment and mark the road you have traveled so that we don't get lost."

Zhong Xiong clasped his fists and said the order, and began to assign tasks to his followers, and the arrangement was completed in a short time.

At the same time, Taiwei Hong sent someone to find a large piece of white cloth, wrote a message on it with a pen, and hung it on a tree with a crooked neck.

Once Uncle Cao Guo appears here, he will be able to see the message on the cloth, waiting for everyone to return here.

For the current situation, he can only be treated as a living horse doctor.

After making these arrangements, everyone will leave here and move on.

Xin Ziqiu felt that although the scenery here was picturesque, it was full of weirdness everywhere, and he had a bad premonition in his heart. He leaned over to Jia Xian and Jia Zhiqing, and said with a smile:

"Old man, sister Zhiqing, the three of us are together so that we can take care of each other."

Among the people present, the grandparents of the Jia family experienced life and death with him, and the heroes of Kaifeng Mansion fought side by side with him in Wuyou Cave, so these people are all reliable.

As for Taiwei Hong, Taoist Xuancheng, even Zhong Xiong, Master Miaoqing and others, Xin Ziqiu was very wary.

……

The people walked in twos and threes, very close to each other, and they didn't dare to take big strides.

The officials of Kaifeng Mansion also shouldered the task of protecting the old scholars. Each knight brought two oil bottles, and they were 12 points careful and watched closely.

This valley is full of weeds and vines, and big trees that block out the sun. There is no ready-made road at all. Everyone can only use their intuition to find a general direction, head forward, and keep making marks, so the team marches forward. very slowly.

Half an hour passed, and he had only walked three or four miles. At this time, a large bamboo forest appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

In front of the bamboo grove stood a four-foot-high stone tablet with a few characters written on it, but no one knew it.

Lu Hanlin was proficient in ancient prose, and with Xu Liang's support, he walked to the front of the team, carefully identified the tadpole-like inscription, and said after a while:

"Report to Taiwei, the inscription on the inscription is a kind of stone drum inscription from the state of Wei in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. It says that the bamboo forest here is called 'Wangyou', and it is the first test for those who are destined."

Hong Taiwei suddenly became interested:
"Oh? It seems that these alchemists are very cunning. If they want to get their treasures, they have to go through a lot of tests. Hmph, so many of us are armed with sharp weapons, just chop all the bamboo for me , I want to see what tricks are hidden inside."

Taoist Xuancheng hurried forward to stop him:
"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun! Taiwei, please speak to Rong Pindao."

"You said."

"The poor man is not talented, and he has a little research on formations. This bamboo forest seems inconspicuous, but in the eyes of the poor, the arrangement of green bamboos seems to hide some powerful formations. If we I am afraid it is inappropriate to destroy it rashly, at least it will damage the clues of the treasure, and at the worst it may cause the formation to counterattack, and I am afraid that there will be some troubles at that time."

After thinking for a while, Hong Taiwei asked in a low voice:
"Then according to your opinion, we can only bite the bullet and go in, to accept this kind of test?"

Taoist Xuancheng waved his fly whisk and said with a smile:

"Exactly. But please rest assured, Master Taiwei. Since Warlock Fang let people in, he has no intention of hurting others. Moreover, the official family is well-connected. We must be destined for this treasure. We will pass the test and get the treasure back smoothly." Dedicated to the officials."

Taiwei Hong nodded upon hearing this:

"Okay, since Daoist Xuancheng is so confident, please go ahead and lead the way for everyone."

Taoist Xuancheng was slightly taken aback, he didn't expect Hong Taiwei to join his army, but he thought highly of himself, relying on his own understanding and research on various Taoist formations, he did his part, and was the first to enter the bamboo forest .

Xin Ziqiu was at the back of the team, cautiously released his divine sense, and scanned around the bamboo forest.

The strange thing is that as soon as his divine sense entered the bamboo forest, it disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea, as if there was nothingness inside.

He was secretly surprised, and quickly whispered to Jia Xian:
"Old man, the bamboo forest in front is a bit weird, let's walk together arm in arm, don't let go."

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm and took Jia Xian's hand.

Seeing his solemn expression, Jia Xian did not dare to be negligent, and grasped his hand tightly.

At the same time, the other hand held up the granddaughter, and the three of them walked side by side and followed the team into the bamboo forest.

The place is full of greenery, and the warm wind blows fragrance, which makes people feel drunk and beautiful. It really lives up to the name of "Forget Worry".

But Xin Ziqiu was startled every step of the way. His miraculous spiritual sense, which is omnipotent, has no sense of everything around him. This is the first time he has been outside, except when facing Xuan Ming. .

This made him very uneasy.

Here, he seems to have returned to the state before he broke through the realm of refining gods, and he can only perceive everything around him with his eyes, nose and ears.

But looking around, he only felt that these emerald green bamboos were not real, although they looked fine and real, but occasionally they became like phantoms, becoming hazy from time to time.

Xin Ziqiu rubbed his eyes, and when he wanted to concentrate on watching again, he felt a little dizzy in his head. Suddenly, his heart moved, and he didn't dare to look again. He simply lowered his head and only paid attention to his feet.

But when he lowered his head, he was very surprised.

He found that the hand that was as old as a dead tree that he was holding had turned into a snow-white maiden catkin at some point.

Xin Ziqiu was startled, and looked up along the slender and tender palm, but saw Jia Zhiqing's pretty face like a peach blossom, looking at him affectionately, with indescribable shyness and tenderness in her eyes.

An unknown feeling welled up in his heart, and he asked in a deep voice:
"Sister Zhiqing, where's your grandfather?"

Jia Zhiqing smiled charmingly:
"Grandpa is leaving first, wouldn't it be good for Sister Zhiqing to stay with you?"

As she said that, she turned her palms over, and gently clasped his hands in reverse, slowly leaning the whole warm and fragrant nephrite towards his chest.

Xin Ziqiu only felt a sweet fragrance enveloping his body. He didn't know if it was the fragrance of bamboo or the body fragrance of Jia Zhiqing's young girl.
"Who are you?"

But he opened his mouth wide and shouted loudly, but he couldn't make a sound, as if he was in a nightmare in the middle of the night.

Xin Ziqiu was taken aback, and wanted to pull his palm out of Jia Zhiqing's hand, but his wrist was tightly held, and with his current skill, he couldn't break free all at once.

Jia Zhiqing seemed to see his uneasiness, and comforted him softly:

"Xiaoqiu, don't be afraid, you saved my sister's life, my sister likes you so much, let me kiss you?"

She exhaled like blue, and spoke softly, but how could Xin Ziqiu be fooled?
He kept twisting and struggling, but it was still difficult to get rid of Jia Zhiqing's entanglement. After a while, he felt that his mind also began to become dizzy.

Although there is still a sliver of clarity in his heart, his body is getting weaker and weaker, he can't use his strength, and lazily unwilling to resist, he only hopes to sink under Jia Zhiqing's pomegranate skirt forever.

Xin Ziqiu knew something was wrong, and bit the tip of his tongue violently with the last of his strength. The severe pain made him wake up temporarily for a moment, gathered his true energy, and pulled out the giant epee behind his backhand, and slashed at Jia Zhiqing.

The sword is like a fire, and the monsters retreat!
When Jia Zhiqing saw the sword attached to her body, her face turned pale with fright. The pear blossoms were raining, and she unconsciously revealed a thousand charms, which made people unable to bear to strike.

But Xin Ziqiu's heart was extremely firm, and this sword did not hinder him at all, splitting the beautiful girl in half obliquely.

Jia Zhiqing, who was cut in half, didn't have a drop of blood flowing out of her body. Half of her body was drooping, she was still holding Xin Ziqiu's hand, with a smile on her missing half of her face, she said:

"People are in a dream, if they don't wake up, when will they wait?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pushed gently.

Xin Ziqiu only felt his legs go limp, and he couldn't stand upright. He fell to the ground with a thud, his eyes darkened, and he passed out.

……

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was sitting on a chair with a computer in front of him, and "World of Warcraft" was still on the screen.

When he was in a daze, the hoarse voice of the boss Pang Zhijun came from the speaker:

"Xiaoqiu, your uncle, the whole group is in place, more than 30 people are waiting for you here, are you sorry?"

Xin Ziqiu was stunned, wasn't this the moment before he crossed into the Whirling World?

Beside him, there are shrimp crackers that have just been opened, and there are boxes containing express delivery on the ground, but the piece of parchment is missing.

Could it be that I fell asleep just now, and everything I traveled through was a dream?
He tried to condense the true qi, but found that there was no inner energy at all, and all the innate infinite skills and golden bells had disappeared.

Big drops of cold sweat broke out, and Xin Ziqiu felt cold all over his body, and he couldn't tell whether he had returned to reality or was in another hallucination.

He bit the tip of his tongue again, grinning his teeth in pain, but found that the scene in front of him fluctuated like water ripples, and he suddenly thought about it.

Sitting cross-legged at the moment, he turned a deaf ear to the boss's cursing shouts from the speakers.

Once he had a choice, his heart was like a rock, and he worked hard to run the exercises to stabilize his soul, regardless of whether there was internal force in his body or not.

Slowly, the powerful true qi hidden in the soul gradually emerged, and Xin Ziqiu felt that his skills were recovering.

That's right, I'm still in the ancient tomb, everything in front of me is an illusion.

After thinking everything through, he finally settled down and gradually entered the realm of forgetting things and me.

Just as he was about to enter meditation, someone suddenly said:

"Xiaoqiu, there is braised pork in the refrigerator, remember to warm it up."

The sound was not loud, but it was deafening. Xin Ziqiu couldn't control the distracting thoughts in his heart, and immediately failed.

He opened his eyes and saw a middle-aged man standing in front of him with piercing eyes and infinite kindness.

"dad!"

The softest and most vulnerable part of Xin Ziqiu's heart was stabbed hard, and his consciousness finally fell.

……

(End of this chapter)