Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 820 The Cabinet
The flash of fire just now must have been caused by these oil lamps being lit together.

But these lights are not the warm and fiery red ones, but cold and pale...

In the innermost part of the hall, there is a shrine one meter high above the water. There is a man sitting on it, wearing a Taoist robe, holding a feather fan, with a long beard hanging down his chest.

Those eyes seemed to be looking at Ding Ermiao and others outside the crack of the door.

"He, is he Liu Bowen or Zhuge Liang? Is he dead or... alive?" Sui Qinglan asked in a low voice.

It can be heard that Sui Qinglan's voice is trembling, and she must be very nervous.

Not only was Sui Qinglan nervous, Ji Xiaoxiao was also nervous, hiding behind Ding Ermiao, not even daring to breathe loudly.

After all, Liu Bowen has a great reputation and has too many legendary stories in his life.According to the legend, spreading beans and forming soldiers, making waves and so on, are all child's play to him.Although it has been hundreds of years since his death, who dares to despise him?
Ding Ermiao felt extremely nervous?

Now that he has found the main hall, the battle between him and Liu Bowen may be a competition that spans dynasties and time.Who dares to decide who will win?

And the legendary corpse whip, will you find it here?

Ding Ermiao swallowed a mouthful of spit, forced himself to calm down, and said:

"Xiaoxiao, Sister Lan, don't be afraid. It is estimated that what is sitting on the shrine is just a statue, and it cannot be a living person. Do you think that if Liu Bowen was alive, he could be so obedient and sit here for hundreds of years?"

Ji Xiaoxiao and Sui Qinglan nodded and calmed down a little.

Ding Ermiao raised her long knife and pushed open the two door panels one by one, leaving the round door wide open.

This time, the field of vision was wider, and except for the door behind, all places in the hall could be seen clearly.

The arrangement in the hall is strange, but the strangest thing is the ceiling.

The ceiling is like the bottom of a pot, but the bottom of the pot is not upside down, but like a large pot, with the mouth of the pot upward and the bottom of the pot underneath, placed on the ceiling.

If you enter through the round door, people inside will be like firewood at the bottom of a pot.

The three of them did not dare to enter rashly, so they all stood outside the door and continued to observe.Ding Ermiao used the long knife in her hand to test the water behind the door.Exploring further, Ding Ermiao found that the water depth was only about one meter, but he didn't know if it would be the same depth if he walked forward.

But Sui Qinglan took out the spare monocular telescope in her backpack and looked at the person sitting on the shrine.

"Er Miao, that is indeed a statue, but there are words on it..." Sui Qinglan said: "It's still the same three words, Immortal Tomb..., carved on the base of the shrine, flat on the water. But the Living Tomb III A word, but not seen."

Ding Ermiao was suddenly furious. He pointed the long knife in his hand at the statue in the main hall and said:
"The dignified Liu Bowen, who claims to be a strange man of his generation, even pretends to be a god and a ghost, isn't he afraid of making future generations laugh? Today, I, Ding Ermiao, a disciple of Maoshan, will come to visit your immortal tomb. With the blessing of the master's spirit, Help me to achieve success!"

After all, Ding Ermiao didn't hesitate any longer, holding a broadsword horizontally in both hands, he raised his feet and stepped into the water waves of the hall.

At this moment, Ding Ermiao was still the Ding Ermiao who was fearless, but he was a little more calm than before.

Ji Xiaoxiao wanted to follow, but Sui Qinglan held her back and stood on the threshold, watching what was going on.

There is a distance of at least 50 meters from the gate to the depths of the hall, where the shrine is.

Ding Ermiao walked on the water step by step, looking straight at the statue on the shrine.

Dim lights, silent hall, only the sound of Ding Ermiao walking in the water.

Walking all the way to the statue, I didn't encounter any trouble.

Ding Ermiao sneered, turned around, and said to Ji Xiaoxiao and Yan Qinglan: "Sister Lan, Xiaoxiao, you can come in now."

Ding Ermiao felt uneasy after leaving the two of them outside the door.

Because there is a distance of dozens of meters from the depths of the hall to the outside of the door, and there is waist-deep water, once they encounter a situation outside, Ding Ermiao will have no time to rescue them.

Both Sui Qinglan and Ji Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, agreed, held each other's hands and stepped into the waves, wading over step by step.

The water temperature here is the same as in the previous underground palace, it is also bitingly cold.

Ji Xiaoxiao stepped in and couldn't help but trembled.Looking at Zhuo Qinglan again, she looked even more unable to resist, and her whole body was trembling slightly.

"Sister Lan, I can't hold back the cold anymore..." Ji Xiaoxiao said in a low voice.

"Go, go, go..., there is no serious word." Zhuo Qinglan suppressed laughter and whispered: "This is the tomb of the immortal. Don't do anything random and ruin the ancient power. If you can't hold it in, you have to hold it in..."

"Can you hold back this kind of thing? Besides, I didn't take off my clothes, so I can mess with him? Ermiao said that if something goes wrong, he will be a monster. There are so many abnormal arrangements here, I'm afraid he is also a monster, even if he messes up So what?"

Ji Xiaoxiao curled her lips and suddenly stopped, standing in waist-deep water with a strange expression on her face.

Ding Ermiao heard the sound of water behind her suddenly stop and glanced back.One look at Ji Xiaoxiao's posture, and he already knew roughly the situation. Naturally, he stopped asking and turned back to look at the statue on the shrine.

The statue should be carved according to the size of a human body. What is strange is that when you touch it with your hands, it is as warm as the human body.

The statue is made of wood, not stone.The wood should be yellow pear wood and then painted.

The face of the statue is harmonious, gentle and elegant, and he is about 30 years old.Wearing a Taoist hat and Taoist uniform, he sits cross-legged.

But Ding Ermiao didn't know whether this guy was Liu Bowen or Zhuge Liang.

Because no real portraits of Liu Bowen or Zhuge Liang have been handed down.The images on TV and movies later were only shaped by later generations based on the stories of the Romance.That kind of image is unreliable and cannot be used as a comparison or reference.

But this guy was wearing a Taoist uniform, so there was no way to tell the difference in age in terms of clothing.

Because Ding Ermiao knows that the style of Taoist uniforms is simple and has basically remained unchanged from ancient times to the present.

The sound of water rushing behind them got closer and closer, and Ji Xiaoxiao and Sui Qinglan finally walked over.

As an expert in tomb robbing, Gu Qinglan naturally also took a look.

Not only the statue, but also the shrine under the statue, Gu Qinglan was carefully looking at it, stroking and tapping it with her hands.

"The shrine is also made of wood. It's strange that the wood hasn't decayed after being soaked in water for so many years. And the inside of the shrine seems to be hollow, like a cabinet."

Gu Qinglan groped and turned to the side of the statue, and said, "I guess the words "Living Tomb" will be engraved on the back."

(End of this chapter)