Following the scream, two figures rolled out of the darkness. Wang Wangyang was held hostage by an old man with white beard and hair, and two chess pieces with sharp edges ground against his neck were pressed against his neck.
"Don't move. If you dare to move again, I will crush this guy's neck."
The white-haired old man's cold eyes fell on me like a frozen blade.
The old man didn't take me to heart, and his eyes wandered to the face of the piano girl behind me.
"Qin Nu, how can you bring outsiders into the underground tomb of the gods? Is this the body you are looking for?"
The piano girl's face was calm, her nails moved slightly, and the strings of the piano sounded.
"Chess Master, this is the body candidate that the king likes, can you really not feel it?"
The chess master frowned, and his originally disdainful gaze suddenly became a little more understanding.
Qin Nu added with a smile upon seeing this.
"So this one is coming over, and I can't stop him. As for the man you are holding hostage, he is a friend of Mr. Chen Xiaoman. It's up to you what to do!"
The chess master looked me up and down critically, his face full of disdain.
"It's just a shell. Do you really think that you can stand up to the power of others and represent the king? I advise you to recognize your own identity clearly."
He frowned and looked at Qin Nu again.
"You are the Four Holy Maidens that the King sits down on. Your status is supreme. Why should you be afraid of such a guy? Qin Nu, don't let me look down on you!"
The chess master shook his fingers, and two chess pieces shot out from between his fingers, shooting straight to my feet and staring into the ground.
The piano girl's expression suddenly changed, and her fingers flicked the strings.
The sound of the piano circulated, and the two chess pieces were instantly crushed into pieces.
"What are you doing? Qin Nu, we are in the same camp. You want to go against me for this kid?"
The chess master was furious. Two chess pieces pressed against Wang Wangyang's neck, and a stream of blood flowed down Wang Wangyang's neck.
Wang Wangyang's face turned pale when he was pinched, and he struggled hard, but he was still unable to break free from the old man's hand.
"let go!"
I didn't have time to think too much, I took out Shang Fang's sword and slashed at the chess master with all my strength.
Shang Fang's sword was unsheathed, and the cold sword energy rushed directly towards the chess master's face.
In an instant, his whole body was shaking, his knees were weak, he unconsciously let go of his hands, and knelt down directly towards me.
The piano girl's voice was cold, with a hint of disdain and sarcasm.
"You have to be qualified to laugh at me. Aren't you dissatisfied? Why did you kneel down as soon as the sword was unsheathed?"
The chess master's body trembled, and he struggled to get up several times, but was knocked down to the ground by an invisible force, unable to struggle.
Thick yin energy and black smoke began to spit out from his facial features and seven orifices, and his originally calm cheeks began to show signs of corpse spots and dehydration, gradually becoming shriveled.
The chess master had raised wrinkles on his face, and horizontal lines instantly covered his cheeks. His skin was wrinkled, and he seemed to be dozens of years older.
At this time, the chess master finally put away his arrogance and knelt down in front of me. He had no energy at all and was filled with decadence from head to toe.
"I was wrong, Your Majesty, please stop."
The moment he admitted his mistake, the clouds of black smoke coming out of his body suddenly disappeared, the thick smoke dispersed, and the dry and dehydrated skin became plump again.
Until he returns to his original state again.
The chess master still knelt down and did not dare to get up. It was not until I asked him to get up and reply that he got up with cold sweat on his face and walked to my side with a shivering expression.
"Your Majesty, I was too conceited just now. I hope you can forgive me."
I am not his so-called king, although I don't understand why they will all be oppressed as long as I take out Shang Fang's sword.
But now it seems that Shang Fang's sword can obviously help me open up a way to survive, and may be the key to the successful escape of a few of us from here.
"Chess Master, give me back."
I pointed at Wang Wangyang lying on the ground and raised my fingers at the chess master.
There was a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, but he seemed to have remembered the pain just now, and naturally he did not dare to disobey my order. He could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger, nodded, pulled Wang Wangyang up from the ground, and threw him towards me.
I reached out to catch Wang Wangyang and checked his injuries.
"Wang Wangyang, how are you?"
There were still two long blood marks on his neck, and the blood was still gurgling down, almost soaking the clothes on his chest.
However, at my call, Wang Wangyang still opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to touch his neck, and forced a smile at me.
"It's okay, he's still alive."
I immediately took out the bandage from my backpack and helped him wrap it around his neck twice. After ensuring that the bleeding had been stopped, I sprinkled powder to consolidate the wound.
Wang Wangyang calmly cooperated throughout the process and never cried out about pain.
After bandaging, I laid Wang Wangyang flat on the ground.
"You rest first, I'll talk to the two of them."
Wang Wangyang's face turned pale in pain, and he could no longer hold on any longer. After listening to my words, he nodded to me, tilted his neck to the side and fell asleep.
I raised my face and looked at Qin Nu and Qi Sheng.
"Chess Master, Qin Girl, can you tell me the name of your king?"
I have thought about the names of the emperors who might have built their tombs here, but I have never found one that matches the number.
Although judging from the current situation, I should be able to successfully escape from here with Cui Hao, but the king is extremely obsessed with me.
Judging from the attitudes of his subordinates, this king will never let me go easily, and will definitely try his best to keep me here.
I have to find out who he is so I can figure out how to escape from him.
Qin Nu took a half step back in embarrassment and bowed slightly to me.
"Sorry, I can't say this. If I speak rashly, I will die."
The chess master still suppressed his dissatisfaction with me in his eyes, and he turned his head and snorted coldly.
"Same, whoever says it will die."
This is troublesome.
It seems that it is probably impossible to get the information directly from their mouths. We can only make some insinuations to see if we can find some clues.
When a few of us were in a stalemate.
There was a rush of footsteps at the entrance. When I turned around to look, Cui Hao and the others had already rushed behind me.
Seeing Wang Wangyang lying on the ground beside me, Cui Hao rushed over in horror.
"What's wrong with this guy Wang Wangyang?"
I shook my head and told him not to worry.
"He was just asleep. His body was seriously injured and he was mentally exhausted."
Not far behind Cui Hao, Zhang Xu was wearing ragged and broken clothes, followed by another young man in white clothes.
There are still a few drops of ink splattered on the white shirt of this man. He is holding a jade pen in one hand and holding an inkstone in the other hand, looking at me inquiringly.
Colliding with my gaze, he quickly turned his head and suddenly became silent.
"Book Fairy, this is the person chosen by the king."
After hearing this, Shuxian's eyes flashed with surprise, but he soon returned to calmness.
He nodded slightly at me, his expression still full of indifference, as if he didn't take me to heart.
Cui Hao and the others rushed to my side and stared at the figures around us vigilantly.
"What should we do? These guys seem to be quite powerful."
Cui Hao leaned against my ear and asked me cautiously.
I nodded and pointed to the passage we came from.
"Go back the way you came, but wait for me. I still have something to ask the four of them."
The four major civil servants have gathered. They are the only ones we can communicate with after we go to the tomb.
Li Zhuang has the kindest attitude, so I plan to start with him.
"Li Zhuang, since you can't tell me the news and true identity of the king, do you know if there is a shroud in this underground tomb?"
I have visited seven of the eight tombs, but still have not found the corpse. Could it be that the information is wrong and the thing is not in the underground tomb at all?
Facing my questioning, Li Zhuang chuckled.
"Of course there is, but it's not among our eight major tombs. According to your statement, you have broken into six tombs, and ours is the seventh. You still have the last tomb that you haven't entered, right?"
I nodded and admitted.
"Yes, there is one last tomb. We have explored all seven places according to the Bagua formation, but we have never been able to find the corpse as expected."
Li Zhuang smiled and shook his head gently at us.
"Of course there is this shroud, but it is not among our eight tombs. The world only knows that these eight Dingguan tombs are guided by the Eight Diagrams. There are eight tombs, and the chambers are different. But they only know one of them, not Understand the roots of it.”
Li Zhuang hooked his fingers at the book fairy, reached out and took out his pen, and drew eight circles on the ground.
The eight sources take the central point as the center of the circle and split equally in eight surrounding directions, forming a spectacle of eight circles surrounding the central point.
The book fairy looked at her jade pen with distress. She tried to snatch the pen back several times, but Li Zhuang easily dodged it.
He pointed at one of them with his jade pen.
"This is where you are now. These eight points are the center of the center, which is the so-called dragon vein. And our king is in the dragon vein. When you are walking among these eight tombs, you must have I have a hunch that these eight tombs are not like other tombs and will be equipped with various strange mechanisms to prevent tomb robbers and other outsiders from entering."
Yes, I have had this vague feeling since entering these eight tombs.
It's not like thanking guests behind closed doors, but rather inviting you to enter the urn.
"We have had discussions before. Based on some of the information we have obtained and some clues you have revealed to us before, the reason why we set up this kind of layout to invite you in is to allow us to go deep into it so that we can choose the body and the stand-in. ?”
Li Zhuangzhuang shook his head with a smile on his face and threw the jade pen to the calligraphy fairy.
"Of course not all, there are these reasons, but they are not the main reason. The main reason is that these eight tombs are actually suspicious tombs, which are set up to hide the location of the real tombs."
