I still couldn't help but take a high look at this fortune teller.
This man has real abilities, not to mention his ruthlessness and determination to dare to kill people, but his ability to look at luck and tell fortunes is incredible.
"According to our previous position, where should we go now?" Chen Guangge asked in a deep voice.
"From here, keep walking eastward. When the road there reaches the end, you can turn a corner and go straight to the Xuanwu Cave."
The Japanese thieves at the door have been beaten away, so we still need to hurry up and go to Xuanwu Cave, release the water and drown all these people. This cave tour can be considered complete.
The injuries of the Fourth Master and the Red Lotus disciple were quickly dealt with. At this time, Chen Yulin looked at the corpses on the ground and felt unbearable in his heart. After all, he was the ancestor of his family. He borrowed a pair of scissors from Liu Ruxiang and cut off strands of hair from the zombies one by one.
"When we go out later, we will find another place to bury it. It can also be regarded as a tomb for our ancestors." Chen Yulin sighed.
Chen Guangge shook his head: "There is almost no difference between this kind of tomb and a tomb. Moreover, you probably can't even name these ancestors. It will be difficult to worship them in the future, so I can only bury them in a grave to remember them."
"Then it's good to build a grave and keep it as a memorial. Otherwise, there will be a flood, and the bodies of these ancestors may not be left. If they are mixed with the corpses of these Dongyang thieves, they will be considered dirty." Chen Yulin Hanhen said so.
Everyone helped him cut his hair, and it was done in less than two minutes.
"It's better to leave quickly. If the Japanese thieves come with help to stop them, the plan may change!" Chen Guangge urged everyone.
Liu Ruxiang took me to collect the altar, and quickly followed the route towards Xuanwu Cave with my luggage.
It was at this time that on the other side of the cave that we couldn't see, the man in black robe who had escaped from death drilled and drilled in the cave, and finally came to a stone door. He pushed open the heavy door with all his strength. When he saw the light, he shouted in Toyo language: "Master, the apprentice has failed!"
In the secret room, an old man in gray robe sat on a soft cushion with a cold expression. He turned his head suddenly and glared at the man in black robe at the door.
The old man called the man in gray robe to his side, then breathed heavily, but stared at the disciple intently.
The black-robed disciple was so frightened that his body was shaking violently. He knelt down on the soft cushion and apologized urgently. Then he slowly leaned down and leaned his head on the ground, stammering and begging the old man for forgiveness. .
The old man just looked at the disciple in front of him, then picked up a small teapot from the small stove behind him and smiled coldly.
"Hum hum--"
"idiot!"
The old man's hand slowly tipped over, and the small black teapot tilted, and a stream of red tea flowed from the spout.
The red tea was steaming and poured directly on the head of the black-robed disciple.
"Ah! Ah!"
There were screams.
The old man in gray robe showed a fierce look on his face: "Shut up!"
After a while of scolding, the disciple didn't dare to speak anymore. He gritted his teeth hard and pressed his forehead to the ground. Veins popped up on his face. He didn't know whether it was because he bit his gums too hard or because of the blood flowing on his body. Or piping hot tea.
His whole body was shaking uncontrollably, his eyes kept weeping, and he still did not dare to say a word.
Most of the boiling tea was poured down like this. Whether it was the blood oozing from the disciple's body or the special smell of the tea, there was always a fishy smell lingering in the secret room.
"Hehehe..."
The old man smiled softly and asked almost pervertedly: "Is the tea in the pot hot?"
The disciple nodded: "I think it's just right."
The old man smiled broadly, took out a small teacup from the side, filled it with tea from the pot, and drank it all in one gulp.
"But it's not hot at all."
The disciple lying on the ground was trembling all over and felt frightened.
He didn't dare say it was hot because he was afraid of being scolded by his master. As for whether it was hot or not, how could he not know? The secret skill of the Zishan family is the secret method of exorcising corpses. When you practice it to the point of proficiency, you will be like a zombie when you perform the secret method, and there will be no pain.
This old man must have mastered it. The little teapot was placed on the small stove and kept burning. When he first came in, he could hear the harsh "gurgling" sound, and he felt his heart tremble when he saw the steam coming out. .
Not hot...
I don’t know how many years it would take for him to say these words.
After the old man drank the tea, he asked him: "How did the other two people die? What is the situation of those people now?"
The black-robed disciple finally took a breath.
"One of the other two disciples was killed by a female master surnamed Liu. A sword pierced the bones between the eyebrows. He fell to the ground with no life left. The other was killed by a strong man holding a stick. I don’t know what the reason is, but as soon as I touched it, I would tremble all over, sparks would flash, and I would foam at the mouth when I fell to the ground. I had no power to resist at all." The black-robed disciple said this, with a look on his face that was twisted in pain. A puzzled look.
What is it and why does it have such power?
Electric batons were not popular in that era, which he couldn't figure out.
"Weak and incompetent, not useful." The old man in gray robe uttered these words softly, then stood up and continued to ask about the fighting situation at that time.
The black-robed disciple explained the soybean scene just now, then lowered his head and stopped talking.
"Gather the men, catch up with the corpses, and come with me. I will make sure these people can't get out."
The old man in gray robe here said in a deep voice, picked up a bayonet hanging on the wall next to him, and waved it vigorously, shining with a cold light, and the eyes with drooping eyelids still flashed a look of perseverance.
"clear!"
The disciple in black robe walked outside and trotted towards somewhere.
In the secret room, the old man in gray robe took out a small, thin porcelain bowl from a wooden box on the side. There were many Oriental characters written on the bowl.
He played with the bowl gently, then took out a hammer, and softly muttered a mysterious and obscure spell in his mouth.
After he finished reciting, he turned the bowl upside down on the table.
He took a deep breath, took a small hammer and tapped it gently on the upward-facing bottom of the bowl.
"Snapped!"
The small porcelain bowl was deliberately made very thin when it was fired. A light strike with the hammer would quickly break it into pieces.
The old man in gray robe leaned down and looked at the broken bowl of porcelain pieces. Many of the words written on them also split with the porcelain pieces.
The old man looked at it carefully at this time, and then took a pen to copy the words on the porcelain piece on the white paper.
His face soon dropped.
At this time, the old man in gray robe gently picked up the broken bowl porcelain pieces one by one from the table, but he accidentally cut his hand on the sharp porcelain piece, and the bright red blood dripped on the white paper, which made him His face darkened again.
His hands couldn't help but tremble as he stood up and gritted his teeth tightly, as if he was getting entangled in something.
After a moment, he stood up suddenly, picked up the bayonet beside him, and walked quickly outside.
The wooden clogs under the old man's feet made a clicking sound as they stepped on the ground.
The sound faded away.
On the other side, our group has followed the map under the leather drum of the ancestors of the Chen family and walked to the edge of an underground river.
According to the ancestors of the Chen family, after our group sneaks through this underground river, we will see a fork in the road. As long as we keep going south, we will find the Xuanwu Cave at the end of the underground cave corridor in a short time.
but……
The underground river in front of us is very fast-flowing. To pass through it, a group of us have to swim through it.
Chen Guangge's face was livid, and he slowly stretched out one foot to go down. The water flowed rapidly and immediately washed away the shoes on his feet.
The guys looked quite shocked.
"The current is too fast, I'm afraid it won't be possible to get through." The fourth uncle muttered softly.
Everyone agrees that no one dares to go down first. If someone is accidentally washed away by this underground river, he will probably be taken away by the underground river immediately, washed into the underground water, and never see the light of day again!
No one dared to take risks. Chen Yulin reached out and gently tested the water flow, but was shocked.
"We have made it all the way here. We have worked so hard to get here. We can't just stop like this." Old man Chen was distressed.
Liu Ruxiang frowned: "Your ancestors are so strange. They don't want people to pass by this underground river. It's too dangerous."
The calligrapher sighed and said: "Hundreds of years have passed and the world has changed. Maybe the water in this underground river was not so fast at that time."
Liu Ruxiang suddenly thought of something and took the map from Chen Yulin's hand.
After flipping through it for a while, she suddenly realized it. She pointed to the picture and said, "But I forgot. It said that there is an iron chain mechanism next to the underground river below. After pulling hard, the water flow of the underground river can be controlled."
Everyone stared and immediately searched for the location above.
Chen Guangge lay on the ground, stretched out his hand and groped into the water. After a long time, he finally found it: "I found it, an iron chain as thick as a little finger."
Chen Guangge tried to pull it while he was talking, and immediately activated the mechanism, and the water flow suddenly decreased.
Chen Guangge pulled the chain to the top, and the flow of water in the underground river was reduced by half.
Liu Ruxiang went to test the water again, and her hands were already stable in the water.
After the trouble was solved, a group of us quickly went down to the river. For safety's sake, we all pulled a rope together, sank into the water and slowly sneaked towards the other side of the underground river.
We kept holding our breath, and our feet speeded up. Just when I couldn't hold it anymore, I finally walked more than ten steps before finishing. I felt that there were no stones above my head. We helped each other and floated up from the water, panting heavily. gas.
When we shined a flashlight on it, the place we were in was completely different.
