In the endless darkness, the fire is like a candle.

The torch barely illuminated a few feet and could see the foot, and along the brick road, I walked for about half a pillar of incense before I saw the heavy stone gate.

"This tomb is really evil, not a demon or a monster, which god would make a cemetery like this?"

"Squeak, because down?"

"That's right, the tomb of the gods all aspires to ascend to heaven to prepare for the afterlife, but the signs of this tomb are downward, it seems to be ...... To hell. ”

How to say, there are always independent people in the big world.

I have all kinds of hobbies.

Raise a torch and sweep over the relief fresco.

Tieqiu always felt that some characteristics of the mural had been seen, especially the hilt of the sword held by the figure, so he hurriedly took out the picture album prepared by Bai Yujun, quickly flipped through it to find and compare, and took the lead in comparing the style of the sword in Longmen, which was not very similar, and continued to read and find it later.

Turn to a certain page and freeze, and it is indeed very similar to careful comparison.

At least it is of a similar shape.

"Boss Bai once met the disciple of the Dragon Gate Sword Master in Kunlun Ruins, the magic weapon he holds is similar to the mural, although there are many sects in the world, they have their own styles, even if the weapons are different, they will retain the same decorations and other similarities. ”

He snapped and closed the album and book, and his little face sneered viciously.

"I think we've found really useful clues. ”

Since it is the mausoleum of the enemy......

The monkey twists its neck.

"Squeak, smash it to death!"

The two demons unscrupulously destroyed the monuments, and in the past, the iron ball followed the rules of tomb robbery, and tried not to destroy the situation to go in and search the ruins and find clues, provided that the tomb owner has nothing to do with something, and when something is involved, the rules can be put first.

Three days later......

In the deepest part of the mausoleum, monkeys and iron balls are gray-faced.

smashed through various formation traps, and it took three full days to find the coffin, and the wine worms slept for three days, and shouted that the monkey hair had not been washed and smelled rancid.

Inside the wide mausoleum.

There is no night pearl overhead to arrange a star map, and there is no jewelry and jade.

There is a map on the ground, but it is eerie, because the crimson blood in the ravines representing the rivers has long since coagulated, and the map does not look like the mortal world, but more like the Nine Hells.

There are no books, no jade talismans, no written inheritance, and the yin aura is like a ghost cave.

"Squeak, I want to see what the turtle looks like. ”

"We'll see you soon. ”

The two guys took out their dragon scales, stood in a certain direction, and approached some kind of strange coffin made of black jade.

Torches illuminate black jade.

The coffin lid and its surroundings are covered with carvings.

Like the Nine Hells in mythological stories, there are legends and stories that have not been handed down, and the monkey feels that it is too realistic and does not look like carving, like sealing evil creatures in coffins with secret techniques.

The coffin was large and shaped like a ferry.

The stone bricks on the ground are also carved, and the eerie blood-red color is used to reach hell by boats crossing the sea of blood......

The dragon scales didn't react......

The monkey was grumpy, grabbed the golden rod and stabbed it into the coffin lid.

"Squeak!"

Lift it hard.

The black jade lid flew up, flipped twice and fell to the ground, and there was a layer of coffin lid inside, which was suppressed by dragon scales to prevent the corpse from reaching out and grabbing it, and the wine worm screamed.

With a bang, the coffin lid was thrown into the corner.

The three guys looked at each other in unison, waiting to see the corpse in the coffin with blank faces.

There were no zombies or demons, only the remains of a young monk, with delicate skin like a baby, and a handsome appearance.

Dressed like a handsome boy from a big family, he fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Iron Ball's eyebrows are wrinkled into Sichuan characters.

"It doesn't make sense......"

From some details and characteristics of the costume, it is confirmed again that it is the same as the disciple of the Longmen Sword Master that Bai Yujun met in the Tianzhu of Kunlun Ruins, it can be determined that it is his senior brother, why is the body still there when he has gone to hell?

Without saying a word, he jumped into the coffin, grabbed the lifelike corpse and threw it out.

Look at the bottom, there is a dark cave in the cold ground.

"Inform Boss Bai as soon as possible, the enemy is ...... in hell"

After speaking, he threw a compressed thunderball left by Bai Yujun into the hole, which must be destroyed.

Blue lightning extinguishes the cracks.

......

East Coast.

With a faint salty smell in the wind, Bai Yujun felt the breath of the ocean carefully, as if beckoning himself to swim in the ocean.

In a seaside town, villagers gather for festive activities.

There is a faint kind of inexplicable pious call, which is issued by the villagers, who are idle and bored to simply go to see the excitement, it seems that a ceremony to worship the sea is being held, and all the people, men, women and children put on costumes, beat gongs and drums and walk through the streets and alleys.

The land has the gods of the land, and the sea has the gods of the sea.

Fishermen risk their lives to go out to sea, or to be caught in a storm or encounter monsters.

In order to keep the peace, sacrifices are indispensable.

Young girls dressed up and carrying flowers in front of the crowd sang old ballads, followed by young men carrying pork and mutton.

Bai Yujun sat under the tree and watched.

Most of the seaside houses are made of stones, the roofs are pressed with stone slabs, and every household dries the dried fish.

The long queue walked around the village and ran to the quaint small temple outside the village.

"Dragon King Temple, no wonder ......"

The gods of the sea are headed by the dragon, and it is natural to worship the dragon in the sea, and perhaps no one came to grab the incense and happened to catch a white dragon who wanted to enter the sea, so he was attracted.

To the East China Sea.

Coincidentally, the temple of the dragon king was sacrificed.

Sometimes it's hard to say whether it's a coincidence or a predestination.

In front of the temple, the villagers led everyone to kowtow to incense, recite sacrifices, pray for a safe return from the sea, and pray for capture.

A few young children watched as the smoke rose.

A strange sister with a tail and forked antlers came, grabbed the tribute and ate it, but the adults didn't notice it......

The snotty child raised his little finger and pointed at the dragon girl.

"Daddy ~ Little Sister is eating ......"

Syllable~

The back of the child's head was slapped by his father, his brain was buzzing, and he shut up aggrievedly.

"What nonsense! Honestly kneel down and beg the Dragon King for blessing!"

Bai Yujun smiled at the child.

Smack your fingers.

Very satisfied nodded, don't spend money to eat is fragrant, the tribute is good, it doesn't hurt to give them some good luck, the right is a good deal, fair trade.

There are many incorrectly pronounced dragon languages in the mysterious ritual texts, and human beings recite them like this, and they can't pronounce dragon language with different oral structures, so they just deal with chanting.

"It tastes good. ”

Eat the tribute and continue to watch the excitement.

After worshipping the Dragon King Temple, the young men began to dance the dragon......

The sound of gongs and drums and firecrackers, the young girls standing in a circle singing, and doing some kind of mystical sacrificial dance, are funny, and the lyrics are to the effect that a long, long time ago there were demons in the sea, killing fish and destroying islands, and boarding the beach to kill fishermen and destroy wooden boats.

Later, after the people's pleading, the dragon king came and led the sea beasts to kill the demons.

Bai Yujun feels that dance lyrics are very valuable.

Some of the dance songs have been passed down for countless years, and there is no doubt that many ancient secrets can be learned through the study of the remaining cultures, and there is no doubt that the sea experienced great wars in ancient times.

When you see the dragon dance.

Strange new suspicions were discovered......