79 Readings. Read. Seeing that many skeletons had left, Qin Mu came to the ink-colored door, thinking about how to get in.

In Qin Mu's eyes, this exaggerated gate is here to stop the Hulk, is it necessary to be so big, the entire gate is thirty or forty meters high, about fifty meters wide, plus eight towering pillars, this shape can simply scare people to death, when Qin Mu stepped on the cold pitch-black smooth ground, the torch reflected a cold and broken light on the ground,

Qin Mu just looked at the gate, he was speechless for a while, not to mention finding a way to get in, there were two copper rings hanging on the top of the gate, the copper rings should be used to knock on the door, but Qin Mu's head couldn't touch the copper ring more than ten meters above the ground.

There are a lot of strange people carved on the ink-colored door, and Qin Mu was lying on his stomach at the beginning of the painting on it, and the upper half of the door completely covered the upper half of the eight pillars, plus Qin Mu didn't observe it very carefully, so he naturally didn't study the painting on the door.

However, now, when this product was ready to be carefully studied, it was found that Nima, this style of painting was not on the same channel as Qin Mu at all.

How to say it, after a glance from afar, Qin Mu thought that the door was just some very ordinary reliefs, beast heads, flowers and birds, etc., after all, when watching costume TV or watching some documentaries, ancient people liked to do this,

On the things you have, depict some birds and beasts, represent your own, or decorate, etc.,

However, on this door, Qin Mu looked closer and looked away, and he didn't understand what he was drawing.

Or rather, there is no meaning at all on the whole door, these paintings, these carvings, are meaningless patchwork, just decorations,

Qin Mu stared at it for a while, and then he felt dizzy, and when he was always staring at the door, he always had a feeling of being sucked in, as if his soul was about to leave his body.

The eight-tailed cat found that something was wrong with Qin Mu, jumped directly on Qin Mu's shoulder, and rubbed Qin Mu's neck with its eight big fluffy tails, without a trace of reaction, Qin Mu at this time seemed to be stunned, his eyes looked straight at the inky door, no matter how Mao Mao made small movements to Qin Mu, he didn't have any reaction.

Still in the roar of Yin Yang Ding, Qin Mu finally had a little reaction, but he still looked stupid, the guy turned his head in a daze, looked at the eight-tailed cat on his shoulder, and said lightly: "Do you believe it, the pattern of this door is a cartoon image,"

"I don't believe it," Mao Mao rolled her eyes and said with an innocent expression, "Qin Mu, did you throw your brain in it when you just came over?"

Qin Mu: "...... I know you don't believe it, and I don't believe it, I ...... I'm just going to say it casually,"

"Are you making that pattern dazzling, or pondering how to get in," Mao Mao said speechlessly,

In fact, Qin Mu lied,

This casual talk is not casual, just when he stared at the pattern, just when he felt that his soul seemed to be sucked in by the gate, he heard the sound of the gate talking to him, the gate said, this door is engraved with a totem, a totem that only belongs to the Dark Moon Clan, and only the Dark Moon Clan knows what this totem represents, this is their own creation of zào,

At that time, Qin Mu couldn't understand the style of this painting at all, nor could he understand the content of the painting, if this thing was really a totem made by the Dark Moon Clan, then there was no difference between this thing and the cartoon image created by modern people, maybe the only difference was that the cartoon image would not make people worship and revere, but the totem would,

That's why Qin Mu had that answer, which Mao Mao couldn't understand at all,

"There are abundant treasures in this door," Mao Mao squinted at the door for a while, and suddenly spoke: "Look for some mechanisms around this door that can open the door......

Mao Mao's words came to an abrupt end at this time, to be exact, the entire surrounding sound seemed to have disappeared, and there was only one voice, which sounded on Qin Mu's body, and the sound was very loud,

"Phone," Qin Mu felt like he was going crazy, this ghost place, I don't know how many meters it is underground, where it is, there is still a signal, and he asked the other party to dial it,

Mao Mao swallowed his saliva, and in the urgent phone ringing, he seemed a little speechless: "Take it...... Don't be wasted, hurry,"

Qin Mu trembled and took the phone out of the pocket of his down jacket,

This down jacket was issued by Vermilion Bird before, the kind of fluorescent color particularly conspicuous down jacket, Qin Mu had put his mobile phone in the zippered bag of the down jacket before, I don't know if he was too nervous now, or too anxious, in short, Qin Mu tried hard many times, and he couldn't even open the zipper bag,

"Don't worry, slow down," Mao Mao saw it in his eyes, anxious in his heart, and Qin Mu's ringtone was still the most primitive telephone ringtone, one by one, the rapid repetition of one after another, it seemed extremely anxious, even if he was not in a hurry, he could hear it anxiously,

Qin Mu's zipper bag was hung up by a rope in the bag, plus this guy was extremely rough when he pulled it, and when he came and went, the zipper was stuck, and it was stuck, stuck to the point where it couldn't be moved, and it couldn't be opened at all.

Mao Mao said slow down, Qin Mu tried his best to relax his mind to get it, and finally, he opened the damn zipper, Qin Mu hurriedly took out the mobile phone, only to see that the mobile phone just lit up, and the phone ringing stopped,

Qin Mu was so angry that he almost threw the phone directly into the general's tomb,

“…… Won't you call it," Mao Maona was speechless, and couldn't help but say,

"Call over," Qin Mu couldn't help but ask, "If you haven't paid the phone bill for a month or two, can you still call?"

"How can that be hit," Mao Mao heard this, and immediately exploded,

"Why is it impossible to call in, Chonghua didn't know what business he handled at the beginning, it was the kind of business that never stopped, even if he didn't pay the phone bill for a year, it didn't matter, besides, it was the party who dialed out the phone bill, and it wasn't me, what did it matter if I didn't pay it, I didn't use this phone, I used this," Qin Mu said, and took out a copycat version of the fruit mobile phone from his trouser pocket, with a smug face,

Mao Mao looked at the fruit mobile phone in Qin Mu's hand, and then looked at the old-fashioned mobile phone that I don't know how many years ago, and came to a categorical conclusion: "The one you bought yourself later is just a scum,"

"Why do you say that," Qin Mu held the fruit mobile phone in his hand, with a look of resistance,

"I still need to say that there is not even a signal," Mao Mao said with a disdainful face,

Just when the two were arguing, the phone rang again, a person and a cat glanced at each other, looking at the phone number on the old-fashioned mobile phone that didn't even show its name and became a bunch of garbled characters, Mao Mao gritted his teeth: "Answer,"