"I'll go with you." Liu Xiaoxiao made up her mind, "The more people there are, the greater the chance of survival."
Mu Ziyun shook his head and said: "The fewer people there are, the better. I plan to go alone. You stay here. If I haven't come out in two hours, you will leave immediately." Huzi said: "I will leave the eldest sister first. Send it out and come back with you."
"No, your physical skills are so bad. If something happens, I can't take you to fly with me." "It's okay, just take care of yourself. I can't die." Huzi's expression was natural, as if he was going to do something ordinary. things.
Mu Ziyun resolutely objected again, not because he really felt that Hu Zi was a burden. There were countless mechanisms and secret passages inside. Mu Ziyun had learned body movements for so many years just to deal with this situation. In comparison, Hu Zi When you encounter a trap, there is no other way but to confront it head-on.
"Let's do this." Mu Ziyun thought for a while and said, "Don't wait here. Li Mu might be trapped in a fake tomb. You go back and look for it. If it takes too long, he might die." As soon as he heard that Li Mu would die, Feng Jing and Hu Zi's hearts were pinched. Hu Zi sighed and said, "Okay, eldest sister and I will go find him and meet again here in two hours, no, one hour."
"Ziyun, your life is the most important thing, nothing can happen to you." Feng Jing said anxiously.
"It's okay, sister, be careful not to stay in one place for too long, and cover your head when you go to the soup pool. Those gases are not poisonous but can be perceived as poison by the body. As long as you keep them away, you will be fine." "Okay."
Without further instructions, Mu Ziyun covered his head with his robe and walked slowly towards the crevice of the stone. When he passed by the Shashan disciples, he smiled at the little matchmaker and said, "I really went, I'm not bragging." The little matchmaker quietly said looked at him without speaking. Mu Ziyun grinned dryly and said nothing.
"Ziyun!" Feng Jing stopped her when she reached the crevice between the rocks, with tears in her eyes, "You and Li Mu will be fine." "Well, don't worry, if I really see him, I will take him immediately return."
The moment he entered the slit, Huzi shouted. Mu Ziyun turned around, their eyes met, and a few words popped out of Hu Zi's mouth: "Don't die." Mu Ziyun smiled knowingly and disappeared.
The cracks in the stone gave Mu Ziyun the same feeling as when he entered the Yumen Battle Camp for the first time. The road was very narrow, and the uneven edges of the two swords drew blood on his arms.
The road is very long, and it is always in a gap. When it is the narrowest, you have to squeeze through sideways. With the lantern on, the surroundings became even darker. So Mu Ziyun couldn't see it. A few feet away from him, there were several dead bodies hanging with blood.
"How can there be wind under this ground?" The wind that appeared inexplicably blew into the narrow stone crevice, making a long and eerie sound. If he was not afraid of the truth, Mu Ziyun simply blew out the fire in the lantern. Go out and hide yourself in darkness.
"Is it the end?" It was too uncomfortable to curl up in such a gap. Mu Ziyun remembered the road and knew that he was not going in a circle.
After walking for another half mile, Mu Ziyun saw the first corpse. The corpse was sitting on the ground. The body that had never stiffened could be judged that it had not been dead for a long time. The blood flowed into a stream. Mu Ziyun took out a fire stick and lit it. , he came closer and reached out to lift his robe, praying in his heart that it wasn't Li Mu.
After opening it, I breathed a sigh of relief. This was a woman, average-looking, twenty-seven or seventy-eight years old. There was no gouache or rouge on her face, and there was no ornament on her head. There was a slit from her chest to her navel. Mu Ziyun reached into her arms and took out a few things, a fire fold, a handkerchief, a few flowers and leaves wrapped in the handkerchief, a comb, and a dagger with a silver sheath. Other than that, there was nothing else. things.
These things could not be used to determine identity, Mu Ziyun couldn't help but feel it was a pity. He put the things back to their original places, covered them with his robe, stood up, put out the fire, and walked inside.
In just a few minutes of narrow passage, I came across the second corpse. She was still a woman, without a robe. The difference was that this woman was already rotten and her appearance was no longer visible. Mu Ziyun did not want to touch her and quickly stepped over.
The third corpse was a bit miserable. It was a man who had been cut in half. Looking at the blood stains, he must have been dead for a long time. I picked up the items beside him. It was a jade pendant, the size of a peach stone, carved with a monkey. He picked up another piece of animal skin that was stained with dust. He thought it was of little value, but after opening it, Mu Ziyun was shocked.
There is actually a map of the cemetery on it, but it only marks the crevices in the rocks, not the rest. But the previous authentic and fake gravesites were marked in great detail, so detailed that it was almost impossible to achieve. The direction of each road, as well as the order in which the skeletons move, and most importantly, the information of the four beasts behind the Tangchi is recorded, and the Hunting Bow is also on it.
It has been less than two days since Tiannunu Cemetery was discovered. Who can make such a map? Eh? That's not right, Mu Ziyun suddenly thought, it doesn't look like the body has been dead for two days. Could it be that someone came in before and this map was made before?
By the way, the fewer people who know this kind of news, the better. No matter how many treasures there are, the move can be completed in a few years or more than ten years, so that it will not be shared with others. Also, who is the one who spread the news?
Ta-ta-ta, tap-ta, the sound of rolling stones came from the darkness ahead. It should be five or six feet away. Mu Ziyun put away the animal skin and ran over lightly. There was a guy in a robe slowly walking towards. Crawling in front, he lit the fire fold, and found that the yellow robe was covered with blood and dragged for more than ten steps. Perhaps he was frightened by the light of the fire. The man turned his head back in shock. His lips were white and his eyes were swollen.
Seeing that it didn't matter, Mu Ziyun shuddered. He knew this person, and his status was not low. "You, aren't you Ye Bingzhi of the Fallen Leaf Sect?" Taking a closer look, it turned out to be Elder Ye Bingzhi who represented the head of the Fallen Leaf Sect during the Lianzhuang War.
Ye Bingzhi had a piece of his chin shaved off, all ten fingers cut off, and several eye-catching cracks on his body. After seeing Mu Ziyun, he became very excited and crawled towards Mu Ziyun desperately.
Mu Ziyun backed away, thinking that he was going to do something. Unexpectedly, Ye Bingzhi's eyes turned blood red and there was a rumble in his throat. Mu Ziyun then discovered that there was a blood scar on his throat, and it seemed that he could not speak.
Ye Bingzhi's expression became more urgent, but his breathing continued to weaken. Mu Ziyun felt something was wrong and asked tentatively: "Elder Ye, do you have something to say?" Ye Bingzhi nodded crazily, and scratched the ground with his fingers stained with blood on his chin.
"You, me, long, inside..." After writing the word inside, Ye Bingzhi kept moving and stopped breathing. The fifth character was written only once. Mu Ziyun shook Ye Bingzhi to make sure he was dead, remembered the character and wiped the handwriting with his foot. He extinguished the fire and took gentle steps inside.
