The entrance to the Diaochan Ancient Tomb is located in a heap of weeds under the stone wall of an inconspicuous mountain peak.
Monk Wuxin cleared away the weeds and revealed a stone cave.
The ordinary stone cave was only as big as a dog cave, which made Sun Laizi and I look a little dumbfounded.
"Wuxin, did you make a mistake?"
Sun Laizi looked lonely and asked, "Is this hole as big as a dog's cave the entrance to Diao Chan's ancient tomb?"
"Is this surprising to you?"
Monk Wuxin smiled and said: "This is the wisdom of the ancients. What they did is unbelievable. The entrance was dug to be as big as a dog hole. It would be difficult to find it."
"It is indeed a dug hole."
I knelt down to check and noticed that there were ax marks at the entrance of the hole.
Even after endless years, it cannot be erased.
"But we can't be sure that this is the entrance to Diaochan's ancient tomb."
I asked, "Wuxin, have you ever gotten in there to investigate?"
"Brother, of course I went to investigate."
Monk Wuxin told us that the entrance to this dog cave will become wider and wider as we walk inside. After about ten minutes of walking, a stone door will appear.
Since there is a stone door in the cave, this must be the entrance to Diaochan's ancient tomb.
"You are very reliable in this matter."
Sun Laizi asked excitedly: "Wuxin, how did you find this entrance?"
"Amitabha!"
Monk Wu Xin recited the Buddha's name before saying: "The poor monk knows how to divide money and position it, and how to walk around mountains and observe rivers."
"This is the skill of visiting graves. Does a monk like you also understand this?"
Cripple Sun was surprised.
"This is nothing."
Monk Wuxin said calmly: "The poor monk is brave and powerful, and the Buddha's Dharma is boundless. The power of the poor monk will subvert your imagination."
"Stop bragging."
I said with a black line on my face: "All forces are eyeing it, we must quickly find that thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum."
Monk Wuxin did not lead the way immediately, but took the lead in bending down and getting into the dog hole.
But it was difficult for me to get in.
I have a big belly.
When I got to the back, I was still lying flat on my back in the cave. Monk Wuxin grabbed my legs and dragged me in.
After we all came in, we first looked at the stone cave.
As far as the eye can see, the winding stone cave is dark and silent, as if it leads to the underworld, giving people an inexplicable sense of depression.
Fortunately, we were well prepared and had a flashlight in our package.
As Monk Wu Xin said, this cave has indeed become wider as we walk. The cave was originally wide for one person, but now two people walking side by side don't feel crowded.
But it's like a maze inside, with crossroads often encountered.
but.
Monk Wu Xin is very meticulous in his work, and he always leaves a turtle mark at the intersection of the road, which is not flattering to his painting skills.
"Wuxin, how did you do it?"
The more I walked, the more frightened I became and said, "I passed four intersections along the way. When you came to investigate, how could you successfully find the stone door?"
"The poor monk is a Buddhist disciple of Xuanmen Temple."
Monk Wu Xin waved his hands and said casually: "The poor monk is extremely smart. His wisdom is comparable to that of the ancient sages. What they can think of, the poor monk can also think of."
Damn it.
This bald donkey really likes to show off, bragging at every turn, and even dares to compare himself to the ancient sages.
I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people.
but.
He does have some skills.
After all, the entrance to the Diaochan Ancient Tomb is only as big as a dog cave and is inconspicuous. Even with a map of the Diaochan Ancient Tomb, it is not easy to find the entrance.
But Monk Wuxin found it without any effort.
It's hard for me not to admire his ability.
"arrive."
After walking for about ten minutes, Monk Wuxin stopped and looked forward with a flashlight.
We looked up and saw a stone door.
The stone door was covered with dust and cobwebs. Sun Laizi stepped forward and wiped away the dust and cobwebs, and saw a pattern carved on the stone door.
I still remember that pattern vividly, it was Senior Chen Sanqian’s Qiankun Bagua Evil Suppression Talisman.
At that time, Ji Guyue and the Corpse King Xi Shi were suppressed in Demon Ridge for five hundred years, using the Qiankun Bagua Suppressing Evil Talisman.
The purpose of carving the talisman on the stone door is to suppress the evil things inside and prevent them from escaping from inside.
"Brother, lame man."
He pointed to the pattern of the stone gate and asked, "Do you recognize the pattern of this stone gate?"
"I……"
Just as Sun Laizi was about to speak, he was interrupted by Monk Wu Xin, "With your experience, you will definitely not be able to recognize him. Let the poor monk tell you."
Having said this, Monk Wuxin took a deep breath and paused.
He looked at the two of us and then said: "This pattern is called the Qiankun Evil Suppression Talisman. It is the supreme secret technique of senior Chen Sanqian. Well, you must have never heard of Chen Sanqian, right?"
Hearing these words, Sun Laizi and I suddenly had black lines on our faces.
I really want to beat this bald ass.
Monk Hengyan Wuxin, I urged him to leave quickly and not waste time here.
If he likes to show off, let him do it. I'm too lazy to explain so much.
Now I just want to get that thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, and I am not interested in other things at all.
The stone door had no mechanism, so Monk Wuxin immediately pushed it open.
Squeak!
The heavy sound of the door opening was very long and harsh in the cave.
When the stone door is opened, you will see a corridor inside.
It was an artificially excavated corridor, the floor was covered with marble, the walls were neatly paved with stones, and there were oil lamps hanging on the walls.
We lit the oil lamp and the corridor was immediately illuminated.
But the flame in the oil lamp was a dark forest green fire, which made people panic just by looking at it.
and.
The green fire in the oil lamp and the heat emitted actually had a faint fragrance.
"Why is it a green flame?" I was surprised.
"Brother, although I am a humble monk who has just come out to work, your experience is even shallower than mine."
I saw Monk Wuxin reciting the Buddha's name and pretending to educate me again, "The oil in this green lamp is extracted from the corpses of animals or humans, which is commonly known as corpse oil."
"It's actually corpse oil?"
I was surprised and said, "No wonder this oil still smells good when burning."
Seeing my surprised expression, Monk Wuxin shook his head, looking at me with contempt, and then said: "Brother, you'd better let the poor monk be the big brother, hanging around with the poor monk can help you gain a lot of knowledge. "
"Don't treat me like a rookie."
Monk Hengyan Wuxin, I curled my lips and said, "You don't call me big brother for nothing. My power can subvert your imagination. You will know it in the future."
"Lame Master."
Monk Wuxin looked at Sun Laizi and asked, "How strong is my elder brother?"
"Hmm."
Sun Laizi said angrily: "Your life was saved by your elder brother. How strong do you think he is?"
"We just dealt with a few bandits."
"You can't even deal with bandits."
Cripple Sun's face was full of contempt for this bald donkey who liked to show off.
Monk Wuxin: "..."
While we were chatting, we soon arrived at the end of the corridor.
The space here suddenly becomes wider.
Shining the flashlight, we found that we were inside the mountain.
There is a large space in the belly of the mountain. You can see several protruding stone mountains, and you can also hear the sound of running water. There are stone walls that can be illuminated by the sun, and moss even grows on them.
As we walked and looked around, we were suddenly shocked. We did not expect that the Diaochan Tomb was located in the belly of the mountain.
And so far, no trace of Diaochan's ancient tomb has been found.
Suddenly, without any warning, a shrill sound rang out from the ground beneath my feet...
