palm river mountain

Chapter 113

Grandpa Guan nodded lightly.

With a wave of Duan Yi's hand, the three of them, Cui Zigeng and the old ghost, walked into the door of the tomb that was pushed out first.

Once inside, there is a long, invisible end tomb passage. The torches on both sides have been lit. On both sides of the tomb passage, there are a group of brightly colored murals.

A big white bird hovers in the air. On an empty threshing floor, a girl in a clean white dress wears a crown made of white bird feathers on her head. She holds a rattle in her left hand and a rattle in her right. The whip is dancing happily.

When Duan Yi saw the whip, her pupils suddenly shrank, and her hands tightened slightly.

"What's wrong?" Cui Zi asked more sensitively.

Duan Yi shook her head, and continued to walk forward. She didn't take two steps, only to hear a click under her feet. She paused for a moment, and said with a blank expression, "I stepped on the mechanism, you protect the old men."

As she said, the corners of her mouth twitched. She didn't read the almanac when she went out today. Could it be that Duan Hao knelt down and begged the Bodhisattva today: "I beg the Bodhisattva to give my good luck to my third sister. A believer should be a vegetarian for a day and lose three catties of meat..." The Bodhisattva believed it!
As she spoke, she loosened her feet, and saw a big hole suddenly appeared in the mural, and a long barbed whip stretched out, rolling towards Duan Yi's neck.

Duan Yi cursed ten thousand words in her heart, squatted down on the ground, and with an idea, threw the big bun that Cui Zi insisted on giving her into the air. The long whip seemed to have eyes, and it just hit Momo curled upright.

The dry food steamed buns that could knock teeth out for an unknown amount of time were rolled up and exploded almost instantly, and the residue fell to the ground.

The long whip felt empty, and retracted into the mural again, leaving no trace.

"Tsk tsk, if this hits your head, it won't blow me all over with blood, that's bad luck..." Qi Lang looked at him and tsk tsk.

Mr. Yan at the side took a look and said, not to be outdone, "Oh, my family is even more kind, so this is another chance to save Miss Duan San's life with a steamed bun."

Duan Yi listened, and gave him a contemptuous look, "Well, I'm afraid my uncle doesn't know, I'm even more kind! Next time I meet someone like this, I will definitely use my uncle's head to save my life. Repaying kindness is a traditional virtue of Jincheng people, and when the time comes, I will prepare a big coffin for my uncle and burn a few beauties who look like Cui Zigeng."

She said, blinking her eyes, "Whether my uncle likes to wear red shirts or green shirts, you can tell me first, I'm so fond of coloring."

Mr. Yan touched his neck and smiled, "It's cold in this cemetery."

Duan Yi withdrew her gaze and continued to look at the huge mural.

The dancing woman in white prostrated herself on the ground. On the ground where she stood, a strange totem rose up. Apart from the totem, everyone knelt down. On the altar, a raging fire was burning. They seemed to be praying What.

"The people who came in earlier triggered a lot of traps," Cui Zigeng said, pointing to a few broken corpses on the side of the road, and frowned, "It's a bit weird, isn't it? It's also possible that people who came here to look for the seal of rivers and mountains He is a descendant of the late emperor, why is the organ technique here so cruel, as if it would kill someone at every step?"

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand and made a booing motion.

Duan Yi's heart trembled, she took her gaze away from the mural, and clenched the spear in her hand, something is coming!
The sound was getting closer and closer, like rumbling thunder, almost instantly, it arrived in front of you...

"Damn! Run!" Duan Yi panicked, even using the essence of his hometown dialect, grabbed Mr. Qi, and was about to run back. The one who was rushing was not someone else, but a huge one. The iron ball, on the iron ball, was still stained with blood and some seemingly indistinguishable pieces of meat.

The smell of blood rushed straight to the sky, making people's stomachs twitch.

"This way!" At this moment, Mr. Guan slammed his palm on the mural, and the mural clicked, opening a hole, and a huge space appeared.

Duan Yi's mind was spinning fast, the iron ball was rolling too fast, if she and Cui Zi escaped alone, there would be absolutely no problem, but if there were a few gentlemen who didn't know kung fu with them, then it would be uncertain up.

Thinking about it, she stretched out her hand, grabbed Mr. Qi, and walked towards the opening that suddenly appeared.

When the others saw this, they all turned over. As soon as they entered, the mural suddenly closed again, a huge iron ball whizzed past, and after a while, there was another boom.

Grandpa Guan frowned, "The iron ball rolled back again."

He said and sighed, "My second brother came up with this kind of mechanism when he was 13 years old. At first, there were poisonous thorns on the iron ball, which was the same size as the passage. The entire tomb passage is like a seesaw. , as soon as people entered, the tomb passage was sealed."

"He gave him a name, called "Up is Death, and Down is Death." My father scolded him all over the face, and he reluctantly saved his life."

Everyone was still in shock, and upon hearing this, a bad premonition rose in their hearts.

As soon as the mural was turned off, the place instantly became pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers around. I couldn't even see the face of the person standing closest to me.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up, Duan Yi shouted loudly, raised his gun and stabbed at it, at that moment, Su Yun had already pulled out a fire pocket, illuminating the surroundings.

He turned his head and looked, and exclaimed, "Ye Mingzhu! The heavens are not fair! We are both down and out in the world, Brother He Zigeng, you have Ye Mingzhu, but I only have a fire zip! It's a fire zip that is about to go out!"

As he said, he ran to the wall beside him, took down a torch, and lit it.

Then there was another exclamation, "Duan San! You are really amazing! You can cook skewers with your eyes closed!"

Duan Yi frowned, and with a flick of the spear, the person she poked fell to the ground.She had sensed the sound of a weapon piercing the air before, so she knew that there was a killer hidden in the darkness, and as expected, she was stabbed.

"It's so-so, if you only get one hit, it's not called a person! At least you have to hit seven or eight heads to be worthy of the reputation of our Jincheng Chuan Chuan, isn't it?"

As she spoke, she pulled her spear and looked towards the corner of the tomb.

"Oh my god, if I had known that my grandfather and elder brother-in-law were coming, why would I bother to come here on horseback? If I had known, I would have asked you to take me for a ride!"

In a corner, a group of guards dressed in the same clothes as the corpses outside surrounded three people.

Two of them were Duan Wenchang and the new eldest brother-in-law, the third prince, whom she had just met last night, while the other one, Duan Yi's eyes moved, looked at the old ghost.

The other one was actually the famous tomb robber surnamed Huang who accidentally rescued the old ghost from the tomb. Back then, she and Cui Zigeng had met him at the old ghost's house.

She thought, and exclaimed, "Grandpa, were you attacked by that white bird outside? But didn't you tell me last night... Thanks to grandpa, we came over safely."

(End of this chapter)