Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 628 The pit is 121 meters deep and happily close to death (1)
On the Yangzhong platform, there are eight stone pillars arranged according to the eight trigrams.

On each stone pillar, there are murals carved.

But the age is too long, the murals have been weathered, and the patterns on them can no longer be seen clearly.When several people were discussing before, Mo Jiu asked the forbidden army and the disciples of the Mohist school to restore the patterns on the eight pillars and eight trigrams stone pillars.

Before entering the tomb, they specially brought a kind of dye mixed with plant ash to prevent unexpected situations. The process of restoring stone mural paintings is complicated but simple, and many disciples of the Mohist school can do it.The imperial army fought for them, and the eight pillars were carried out at the same time, and the speed was also very fast.

Mo Wang took a lantern and was looking at some of the restored murals one by one, but because he was worried about Fang Jiran, he couldn't concentrate, and he twisted and looked at them from time to time.Fang Jiran was watched by Mo Linger, sitting in a corner by the stone railing, still wearing a veiled hat on her head, so no one could see her face clearly, and she didn't moan or yell like Yujia , but with a trembling body, it could be seen that she was forcibly enduring.

A "yin and yang killing" poison can best test people's resilience.Fang Jiran was able to endure what others couldn't. In this regard, neither Yujia nor Shangya was as good as her.

Mo Jiu glanced at her, frowned, admiring her.

"Deacon Zuo, did you find anything?" She asked Mo Wang.

Mo Fan seemed to come back to his senses at this moment.He turned his head and saw that Mo Jiu and Xiao Qian were coming side by side, he pursed his lips, his eyes flicked to Mo Jiu's face wearing a gas mask, and he froze slightly.

"Is Moko all right?"

What he asked was "yin and yang killing"!
The girls here are all poisoned, there is no reason why Mo Jiu will be fine.

His eyes were filled with worry, but Mo Jiu smiled back at him.

"I'm fine, I can hold on."

After a moment of silence, she saw that Mo Wang was still patrolling her face, her eyes never blinking, as if she was worried about her safety, but also seemed to be distracted, she cleared her throat, looked up at the huge Zhuzi, asked in a low voice, "Is this a Genzhu?"

"Yeah." Mo Wang looked away from her face, and said calmly: "I have carefully checked the parts of the eight pillars that have been restored, and I haven't found it yet... What amazes me is that there is no half gap..."

Mo Jiu nodded, took the lantern from his hand, and observed bit by bit.

"Is there really a seamless thing in this world? Even if the stones can be undoubtedly connected, or the platform itself is a natural big stone, carved like this. But how to put the things in the tomb? And this yin and yang How is the killing gas formed? How is it stored? How is it diffused?"

After several questions in a row, no one answered her.

She thought about it quietly, as if she didn't need anyone to answer.

Xiao Qian has been standing quietly by her side, like her protector, he doesn't intervene when she speaks, and he doesn't move when she does things.He quietly looked at Mo Jiu's side face, the light in his handsome eyes was flickering and flickering, as deep as the sea.

When Mo Jiu was serious, there were too many differences from usual.

With one raised hand, she held the lantern.The warm light from the wind lamp also reflected on her hands.That slender and white hand seemed to be covered with a layer of moist and plump jade, beautiful and delicate, even if all the beautiful words in the world were used to describe her, it could not match the beauty of her complexion.

Especially silent, she has a maturity that does not match her age.

Everyone said that Xiao Liulang was a legendary man.

In fact, why not Mo Jiu?
At the age of 16, he has acquired so many skills.

(End of this chapter)