The Ming Dynasty began from Sarhu

Chapter 829: Guangde Eighth Year, Encountering Qi and Opening
All traces of the avalanche from a few days ago disappeared without a trace, not to mention the broken limbs and bloodstains.

The snow left no trace.

The two monsters that attacked Qi Meng last time did not appear either.

It's like a dream.

But the calmer it is, the more uneasy people feel.

Qi Meng, along with Shen Lian and Zhu Youjian, rode mules and horses and advanced from the foot of the mountain to the peak.

The journey was surprisingly smooth, and Shen Lian enjoyed the snow-capped mountain scenery from horseback. In the afternoon, the mountain wind died down, and the plateau sunshine shone warmly on his face. Everything was so comfortable that Shen Lian suspected that the monsters Qi Meng had mentioned were just bluffs.

"Uncle Qi, the last time you came here, didn't you touch the objects buried underground?"

Shen Lian was riding on a mule, and was a little breathless when he spoke. Since climbing Silong Mountain, this tomb raider who had been unemployed for many years began to suffer from altitude sickness.

"No, we came down before reaching the top of the mountain." Qi Meng tightened the reins, and the horse under his crotch slipped on the ice and almost fell.

"The road ahead is too narrow for mules and horses to pass. Let's walk up the mountain."

When you are two or three miles away from the top of the mountain, the path under your feet becomes a real goat path that is only wide enough for one person to pass. On one side are steep rocks, and on the other side is a cliff of hundreds of meters.

The three men dismounted, tied the mules and horses in an open area, took their equipment off the horses' backs, reorganized themselves, and continued on their journey.

Qi Meng walked in front, Zhu Youjian walked in the middle, and Shen Lian walked at the rear.

"Uncle Huai, do you think the one below is from the Shang or Zhou Dynasty or the Qin or Han Dynasty?"

Zhu Youjian, leaning on a trekking pole that was longer than himself, glanced back at Shen Lian, signaling him to follow closely.

"I guess it's from last week. Vine Company just put it in last week."

"Don't you think this is a trap? Just waiting for the three of us to come over and then catch us all in one fell swoop. Who knows if there are zongzi snow monsters or something in the underground palace?"

Zhu Youjian said with disdain, "Shen Lian, aren't you a tomb raider from your ancestors? Are you afraid of these things? Zongzi and ancient corpses are just like play to you."

Shen Lian patted his chest to give himself courage: "Of course! I'm an old tomb raider, what haven't I seen? Last time in Yunxi Ancient City, a spider with a face as big as a disc crawled out of the tomb passage, and I roasted it and ate it."

Qi Meng turned around and interrupted their conversation: "Save your energy. Don't keep staring at the snow. It's easy to get snow blindness."

Shen Lian said disapprovingly: "What snow blindness? We have all the equipment we need. As long as there's no avalanche, there's nothing else to worry about!"

Before he finished speaking, a dazzling white light suddenly shot out from the distant mountains, illuminating the entire mountain range. Zhu Youjian murmured:

"It happened."

In an instant, Silong Mountain seemed to be resurrected, shaking violently, and large flakes of snow poured down the sunny slopes.

"The snow mountain is melting!"

"I know! What to do!"

The endless snow above their heads poured down like a flood, and soon it would submerge the three of them.

Landslides and landslides.

"The tomb raider and the Ming bloodline will both be destroyed here!"

"Uncle Qi, quickly summon drones, aircraft, anything!"

"The quota is gone! We have to wait until next month!"

At the critical moment, a moss-covered stone staircase appeared at the feet of the three people along a huge crack. The stone staircase led to the unknown, and a dark red light shone through the crack!

"Go!"

Qi Meng jumped without hesitation and jumped into the crack just before the snow blocked the mountain road.

The moment it landed on the stone steps, the crack closed immediately.

It was pitch black all around. Qi Meng only felt his body bumping against the rocks and rolling over several times. His hands were flailing around and he finally grabbed something that looked like an iron chain.

"Old Zhu! Shen Lian!"

After shouting three times, he heard rustling sounds not far away. Just as he was about to turn over and take out the flashlight from his backpack, a red light suddenly appeared under his feet, similar to the neon light on a billboard.

There was no sound everywhere. I groped my way along the steps, as if I were in ancient times. After crawling forward for more than ten steps, I finally saw Zhu Youjian.

"Uncle Huai, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. How about you? Are you hurt?"

Qi Meng felt his whole body to make sure he was not injured.

"Where are we? Is this the underground palace? Where is Shen Lian?"

Zhu Youjian groped his way to his feet and pointed forward.

"He seems to be ahead. I heard him shouting just now."

Qi Meng took out a flashlight, turned it on, and shone it forward. He was so scared that he almost fell off the stone steps.

The steps under my feet were about the same width as the mountain road, only two meters at most. There was an iron chain as thick as a bowl hanging on the side of the road, and I didn't know where it led to.

The stone steps were smooth and black, and I had no idea what they were made of, but they didn't look like stone or cement. Some places were covered with thick moss, suggesting they were quite old.

"Shen Lian!"

"Shen Lian!"

After shouting twice, the figure lay motionless on the ground. A hazy white mist rose from the stone steps. Qi Meng glanced down and found that he was hanging in mid-air. There was no bottom under his feet. When he shone the flashlight, there was only darkness.

Even the light disappeared.

"Where the hell is this? I'd believe it if you said it was Ultraman Cave."

Zhu Youjian laughed and said, "Ultraman lives in the Land of Light, not in this pitch-black place."

Qi Meng waved his hand: "Never mind, go save people first!"

The stone steps wind and spiral, extending into an unknown abyss, as if leading to hell.

The two of them gritted their teeth, climbed up the chain, and walked down step by step. After taking a few steps, they heard Zhu Youjian shout:

"What about people?"

Qi Meng looked forward.

Shen Lian, who was lying on the stairs just now, disappeared out of thin air!

"Weren't you just here?"

"Could it have fallen down?"

I shone the flashlight up and down, but there was no sign of a single person.

The two looked at each other and shouted:

"Shen Lian! Come out!" "Shen Lian! Where are you!"

From the bottomless cave came waves of creepy echoes:
Shen Lian! Come out!
Shen Lian! Where?
come out!

Come!
The two of them shouted until their mouths were dry, but apart from the echo that lingered for a long time, there was no other response from the people around them.

Zhu Youjian hammered his head, shook his head and sighed, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have had that dream that led you to Silong Mountain to search for tombs. But before you even get down to the tomb, the last tomb raider is gone!"

Qi Meng turned off the flashlight, filled with grief and anger, and swung the Luoyang shovel and smashed it hard on the iron chain, causing flames to emerge from the chain.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed by in the distance, and Qi Meng hurriedly pulled Zhu Youjian.

"Old Zhu, did you see that?"

"What?"

"Do not talk."

The two men squatted down, and a low roar came from the darkness.

Zhu Youjian raised his flashlight and shone it, then stepped back in fear.

Qi Meng blurted out: "Fuck! What the hell!"

Just ten meters above the two of them, on the stone steps, a nearly humanoid monster was lying on all fours, with its back to them, sniffing the air with its nose stretched out like a dog.

Hearing Qi Meng's scream, the monster suddenly turned its head. Its injured head was tilted on its two shoulders, with only a piece of skin connecting its neck and chin. If it moved any more violently, it might fall off.

The only thing to be thankful for is that this is not Shen Lian.

The Taoist robe the monster was wearing had been torn into strips. If it were just this piece of rag, Qi Meng would find it difficult to call such a being a Taoist or a human being.

Zhu Youjian said thoughtfully, "It should be the fortune-teller we met at the foot of the mountain."

"I revealed the secret and turned into a zombie for some reason. Amitabha!"

The monster sensed the presence of the two people, raised its head and barked, then rushed down using all four limbs.

Qi Meng calmly raised the Vulcan Gatling gun.

"Whether he's a human or a ghost, he must be related to the vines. Let's save him first."

After saying that, he pulled the trigger.

The Vulcan Gatling gun fired at high speed, and countless red lights suddenly shot out in the darkness, as if a god had descended to the earth, illuminating the surroundings. The dense bullets instantly tore the monster into pieces.

"Uncle Huai, you have to remember that any fear comes from insufficient firepower."

"Lao Qi, I advise you not to waste any more bullets. I have a hunch that something is not right here."

"I already had this intuition! You don't have to tell me!"

Before Qi Meng finished speaking, more intense roars came from the distance.

"You can never kill all of this thing."

"How can we kill all the zombies? Run away!"

The two men looked at each other, stopped talking, and ran wildly holding the chain.

I don't know how long I ran, but the roaring sound had long since disappeared.

It seemed like the end of the stairs was still a long way off. Below stood a tall and majestic hall, shrouded in thick black smoke.

"Is this the underground palace?"

"should be."

"Old Qi, are you going?"

"Why don't you just go in and set it on fire!"

I don’t know how long I walked, but when my legs were about to break, I finally crawled to the end and arrived at the ground of the cave.

When they looked up again, they gasped. The stone steps they had just walked on looked like a giant dragon descending from the sky, winding and circling, which was very spectacular.

"Go in and have a look."

There was a thick layer of dust in front of the hall, and there was something hidden under the dust. When I looked closer, I saw that it was densely packed with skulls!

Qi Meng turned on the flashlight and saw white skulls lined up in the empty space. Standing there, a suffocating atmosphere of terror filled the air between the two of them.

"Uncle Qi, what the hell is this place?"

"altar?"

Although he had traveled through hundreds of times and spaces, this was the first time that No. 00001 had seen such a cruel altar.

"If it's a blessing, it's not a disaster. If it's a disaster, it can't be avoided! Let's go!"

The two walked along the path in the middle of the Skull Square and came to the entrance of the hall.

Dozens of eternal lamps were burning at the entrance, but the light was not very bright. The hall was like a giant beast, lurking in the darkness, staring hungrily.

The walls were painted with red mud, and there were two huge doors in the front. A large lock covered with copper rust was hung on the door knocker, and hundreds of seals were pasted around the lock.

Qi Meng peeled off one, shone a flashlight on it, and turned to Zhu Youjian and said, "Psoriasis advertisement?"

"Are you willing to pay a large sum of money to have a child?"

"It's probably the reincarnation of Emperor Chongzhen, who paid three hundred yuan to unlock the gold in the inner treasury."

On the cover was a line of overlapping small seal characters. Qi Meng was proficient in all kinds of ancient characters and read it out immediately:
In the eighth year of Guangde, it was opened when Qi met it.

In front of the eaves of the main hall, there is a red lacquer plaque with gold characters inscribed with four large characters:

Demon-Subduing Hall
Qi Meng rubbed his head and asked, "Is it possible that I've traveled back to Water Margin again?"

Zhu Youxiao made the sign of the cross on his chest and prayed devoutly: "I hope Shen Lian is still alive. I hope he hasn't been turned into a meat bun by Sun Erniang."

There was a roar like a tide in the distance.

The ground shook slightly.

Really persistent.

The two of them weigh more than 300 kilograms in total. Is it worth it?

"Uncle Huai, please go in quickly! Why are you just standing here waiting to be eaten?"

According to the Water Margin, the Demon-Suppressing Palace before us is where the previous ancestor Heavenly Master locked up the Demon King. The seal on the door was affixed by successive Heavenly Masters, and the copper lock was poured with copper liquid. The previous Heavenly Master ordered his descendants not to open it without permission, otherwise the Demon King would be released and the world would be in chaos.

I don’t care about that anymore, zombies are scarier than the devil!
Qi Meng silently prayed that God bless Sakyamuni, bless Allah, and bless him.

After the prayer, he took out an electric saw from the energy space, and ignited it, just like a Texas chainsaw killer. He went straight at it, and the dilapidated copper lock broke like tofu, and the layers of the cover fell off immediately.

(End of this chapter)