The Diaochan Mausoleum Palace is built on the mountain, and is made entirely of stone. In front of the palace, there are four stone pillars, carved beams and painted buildings, and lifelike dragons and phoenixes, making it majestic.
At the entrance of the palace, there are still two majestic stone lions standing.
As for the palace gate, it is a bronze door.
The bronze door was rusty and covered with dust and cobwebs.
I stood at the door and looked at this magnificent palace, my whole expression full of excitement.
You must know that this palace was built in the heart of the mountain, and the transportation was very inconvenient. The manpower and material resources required were unimaginable, but the ancients of that era were able to build it.
What a waste.
When a person dies, it's like a lamp goes out. He just digs it up and buries it in the earth. What's the use of wasting so many resources to build such a palace?
This person is dead, can he really enjoy it?
on the contrary
Such extravagance and waste will only attract the attention of tomb robbers.
If the news about the Diaochan Ancient Tomb spreads out, believe it or not, this Diaochan Palace can be stolen without leaving anything behind.
Putting aside everything else, that bronze door is very valuable.
Even I am greedy just looking at it.
If I hadn't been interested in money now, I would have demolished it and sold it long ago.
At the same time, I didn't expect that this palace could be so completely preserved.
You must know that Diao Chan, the four great beauties, belongs to the Eastern Han Dynasty, which is nearly a thousand years ago.
But the palace, still standing, was just covered in dust.
It is really shocking to see such ancient buildings with such a long history.
With these random thoughts flashing through my mind, I turned around and looked behind me, and then I could vaguely see two lights flickering in the darkness far away.
Those must be Sun Laizi and Monk Wuxin. They are probably still looking for me at this time.
I have no intention of going back to look for them, otherwise it would be a waste of time to come back.
Say it again.
If the Diaochan Ancient Tomb was really in danger, neither of them could do much to help.
Sun Laizi is a shallow person. Even with the sword my grandfather gave me, it can only deal with ordinary evil spirits.
As for the unintentional monk.
Although he is a Buddhist disciple of Xuanmen Temple, he has poor control over his power. He can't even do anything to a few bandits. Instead, he can injure himself all over. What else can I expect from him?
When I withdrew my gaze and came to the bronze door, I wanted to push it open.
But to my surprise, as soon as my fingers touched the bronze door, the dusty and cobweb-covered bronze door trembled, and the door on the left suddenly opened.
Squeak——
The moment the door on the left was opened, a harsh roar suddenly sounded in the heart of the deathly silent mountain.
This surprised me. I didn't expect that the bronze door would open by itself.
I looked up and saw that it was dark and midwinter inside, but at this moment, a biting wind blew out from inside.
The cold wind was biting and cold, sending chills all over my body.
This yin energy is very strong.
I'm sure there must be powerful ghosts inside.
but.
I have a trump card like a python tattoo, so I have nothing to worry about even the most powerful ghosts.
I even got excited.
Someone comes to give me strength, which is an opportunity for me.
Especially powerful ghosts.
It's even more rare.
But the yin air blown out caused dust to fly all over the floor. I stood aside and waited for a while before walking in with a flashlight.
The expression on his face was calm and calm, without any fear.
There was a squeak.
Just as I stepped into the Diaochan Mausoleum Palace, the half-open bronze door was strangely closed again.
At the same time, oil lamps lit up inside the mausoleum.
Oil lamps are hung on the walls.
The oil lamps on the four walls all lit up, making the Diaochan Mausoleum Palace brightly illuminated.
The mausoleum was covered with dust, and in the center stood an ancient bronze coffin.
The surface of the ancient bronze coffin is carved with birds and animals.
While I was looking at it, the ancient bronze coffin lid was suddenly removed, and a series of dull sounds sounded.
That kind of moving sound is very exciting to people's nerves.
If you are a timid person, you will be scared to the point of peeing when you see such a scene.
Next second.
A gloomy energy surged out of the bronze coffin.
The Yin Qi was extremely surging, swept out along with the biting wind and the terrifying pressure. It suddenly turned the world into a ghostly place, and the temperature dropped rapidly.
I was the first to bear the brunt of the blow, which made my teeth chatter and my hairs stood on end.
Special meow.
This yin energy is really strong.
You must know that my physique, after undergoing countless transformations, has subverted ordinary people's cognition.
The flesh is as hard as stone and wood, and the blood and energy in the body is like a dragon. It can form a barrier to block the power of various evil things. But now it makes my teeth chatter. I can only imagine what the ghosts entrenched in the ancient bronze coffin are. How terrible.
Maybe he is at the level of the Ghost King.
At this moment, a hazy and burly figure suddenly floated out from the ancient bronze coffin and stood in the void.
Immediately afterwards, the hazy and burly figure condensed into substance.
Then what appeared in front of me was a young man.
The young man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and was extraordinarily handsome. He was tall and burly, wearing a heavy armor, and he was holding a Fangtian painted halberd in his hand.
He stood tall in the void, with waterfall-like hair shawling his shoulders, and tiger eyes that were as sharp as a sword.
But those were scarlet eyes.
It's as cold and ferocious as a wild beast, making people afraid to look directly at it.
Moreover, the yin energy in his body was extremely heavy, as thick as black mist, rolling around his body, and then all kinds of ferocious evil ghost faces condensed out.
Those evil spirits roared at me, each look more hideous than the last.
Watching this scene in a daze, my mind immediately roared, and I was filled with emotions. I never expected that the owner of the ancient bronze coffin would be so violent.
There is no doubt that this is the Ghost King.
Putting aside everything else, even if he looked at me like this, I felt a strong sense of oppression.
It felt like facing Xi Shi, the King of Corpses.
This shocked me.
I didn't expect that I would encounter such a terrifying existence when I broke into Diao Chan's ancient tomb.
With my strength, I absolutely cannot compete.
Fortunately, I have a bone club in my hand and a trump card like a python tattoo. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to be so calm. I would have been so scared that I would have peed my butt.
The young man in the armor looked at me with bright eyes and said in a loud voice: "If I guessed correctly, you must be Chen Sanqian's descendant, right?"
"How did you recognize it?" I was surprised.
The young man stretched out his hand and pointed at the jade pendant I wore around my neck, and then said, "That is the third master's yin-yang fish jade pendant."
"Third Master?"
I muttered and asked, "Do you know Mr. San?"
certainly.
The third master Chen Sanqian this ghost king is referring to is not my grandfather, but the famous old man Chen Sanqian from five hundred years ago.
It's just that they both happen to have the same name.
"Five hundred years ago, my wife was suppressed by the third master."
The young man said excitedly: "The old man asked me to wait for five hundred years. In five hundred years, his descendants will come with the Yin Yang Fish Jade Pendant and free my wife. I finally waited for today."
When talking about the latter part, the ghost king became even more excited, and his eyes were filled with uncontrollable excitement.
When I heard this sentence, I suddenly looked surprised.
I am not a descendant of that old man. The Yin-Yang Fish Jade Pendant in my hand was obtained by my grandfather from his best friend.
But I didn't expect that a god-like figure could predict what would happen five hundred years later.
These methods are terrible.
And I took a deep breath, looked at the young ghost king and asked, "What is your name?"
"I'm here Lu Bu!"
The young ghost king said: "My wife is Diao Chan."
