Merchant of the Underworld

The man in the T-shirt didn't even look back, and continued to quicken his pace: "But just as I was walking through the passage, the zombie wave caught up with me again!"

"Although Master Feng burned up all his cultivation and destroyed a lot of things, the army of corpses chasing after him still caught up. At first, they might have been a little afraid of the strange noise and didn't dare to get close, but I don't know why. In the end, Still poured into the mirror maze.”

"Then...are the corpses chasing after me?" At this time, I finally calmed down a bit and asked extremely worriedly.

"No." The man in the T-shirt shook his head and said in a heavy tone: "As you can see, this area is full of various Buddha statues, which seem to contain some mysterious power. The tide of corpses chased me to the passage I dare not take another step forward. The sound you hear now is a small formation I set up along the way to remind you. According to my judgment, only three or two people should come. "

"If my judgment is correct, it should be Mr. Dong and the others..."

"Is it them? How come they are not afraid of the zombie tide?" I asked very strangely.

The man in the T-shirt sneered and said: "Don't forget what the Father of Satan is best at. He most likely awakened the ancient corpse. Although they had some understanding of modrons before, they still had many blind spots, so they simply hid them. "

"Now that Master Feng is dead, and the two of us are injured like this, it is the best time for them, and they will naturally catch up. That's why I didn't dare to stay for a moment."

"Fortunately, you finally woke up! If you were captured by them, I really don't know how to face your grandfather and Master Feng." The man in the T-shirt said and smiled easily.

After hearing this, my heart became hot and my strength became stronger: "Put me down, I can go by myself."

"It's okay." The man in the T-shirt said lightly: "This injury is nothing. You can rest for a while. There is a long road ahead."

He continued to stride forward, occasionally taking out a spiritual talisman or a jade pendant, and hastily making some prohibitive magic circles.

Of course, considering the strength of Dong Lao and the others, such a formation cannot stop them at all. They can only try their best to delay the pursuit, so as to buy me time to recover.

As we walked in front, the banging noise behind us became louder and louder, and we could even hear footsteps. It seemed that we were not far away.

"If I guess correctly, the extremely strange sound that shocked us is the real target of Longquan Villa." The man in the T-shirt analyzed: "However, the old man in gray robe that you and Lao Liu talked about is strange. He seems to be very familiar with the situation here, it’s almost incredible!”

"Among the three groups of people who entered the ancient tomb, he has been walking at the front, but except for occasionally leaving one or two footprints, there is almost no change wherever he passes. If you think about it carefully, all the mechanisms and access control They are all intact, and there is no sign of triggering at all. How did he get there?"

"Dong Lao and Chou Huang are already ridiculously strong, and the Father of Satan is even more of a corpse nemesis, but they don't dare to rush in, and they even play some tricks on us cautiously, but this old man in gray robe..." t The man in the shirt shook his head helplessly.

He carried me on his back and continued walking in the corridor. My strength slowly recovered a lot, but I was still extremely weak.

I took out the parchment and looked at it through the oil lamps on both sides of the stone wall. We were already in the center of the tomb. The bright red area was right in front of us, separated only by a stone chamber.

The corridor we are walking through now has many twists and turns, but it is also the widest and ridiculously high. There are extremely huge Buddha statues carved on both sides of the stone wall, but only the lower half of the body can be seen. Based on this estimate, the entire Buddha statue can be at least as big as More than five meters high.

Judging from the carving techniques and the shape of the Buddha's clothes, they should be products of the middle and late Tang Dynasty.

But this tomb is far away in the hinterland of Siberia. Although the Tang Dynasty had a vast territory, there was no record of a large number of Han people migrating to live and multiply in this area.

Before my trip this time, I had carefully reviewed the ancient history of Russia, and I had never found any records of a large number of people living in this area.

Where did the people who built the ancient tombs come from? And why did you go to the ice and snow border without hesitation to build such an unprecedentedly huge tomb?

Who is buried here?

"Jilin, I don't have much time left for you." As I walked, the man in the T-shirt reminded me again: "Although I don't know what that loud noise is yet, the only thing that is certain is that if that sound comes again, Once it sounds, even if you get the Sword of Dusk, you will never be able to survive it. Moreover, we are getting closer to there, so the next time it sounds, it will be even more violent."

"I understand." I nodded: "The sound has sounded four times in total, each time more ferocious than the last, and the intervals are getting shorter and shorter. If it sounds again, I will definitely not be able to bear it."

"So, after you get it, you must leave as soon as possible. No matter what happens, don't care about it. Don't forget the mission you shoulder." The man in the T-shirt said seriously.

Um? There's something wrong with this!

I suddenly realized that what he just said was always a pun.

"You should rest a little longer, the road ahead will be long!"

"You don't have much time left!"

It’s always been you, not us.

This is……

I woke up with a start. The man in the T-shirt had already made up his mind to die.

"No! We have to leave together." I emphasized loudly.