In the endless darkness, the fire is like a candle.

The torch barely illuminated the range of a few feet, and you could see your feet clearly. Walking along the brick road, it took about half a stick of incense to see the thick stone gate.

"This tomb is really evil, it's not a ghost, which god would make the tomb like this?"

"Squeak? Because down?"

"That's right, all the tombs of the gods yearn to ascend to heaven to prepare for the next life, but all the signs in this tomb are downward, as if...to go to hell."

How should I put it, the world is big and there are always unique people.

There are all kinds of hobbies.

Raise the torch and sweep the bas-relief mural.

Tie Qiu always felt that some features of the murals had been seen before, especially the hilt of the sword held by the characters. He hurriedly took out the picture album prepared by Bai Yujun, quickly flipped through it, searched and compared it, and first compared the style of the sword in Longmen. .

Turn to a certain page and freeze, and compare carefully, it is indeed very similar.

At least it belongs to a similar shape.

"Boss Bai once met a disciple of the Sword Master of the Dragon Gate in the Kunlun Ruins. The magic weapon he holds is similar to the murals. Although there are many sects in the world, each has its own style. Even if the weapons are different, they will retain the same patterns and other similarities."

He closed the album with a snap, and sneered viciously on his small face.

"I think we've found a really useful clue."

Since it is the tomb of the enemy...

The monkey twisted its neck.

"Squeak! Smash it to death!"

The two demons wantonly destroyed ancient sites. In the past, Iron Ball followed the rules of tomb robbery, and went in to search the ruins without destroying as much as possible, looking for clues. The premise is that the owner of the tomb has nothing to do with certain things. When certain things are involved, the rules can be released first. .

three days later...

In the deepest part of the mausoleum, the monkey and the iron ball are in disgrace.

After beating and smashing through all kinds of formation traps, it took three days to find the coffin. The wine worm slept tossed and turned for three days, and yelled that the unwashed monkey hair smelled bad.

Inside the spacious mausoleum.

There is no star map arranged by night pearls above the head, let alone jewelry and jade.

There is a map on the ground, but it is eerie and weird, because the crimson blood in the gully that represents the river has long been solidified, and the map does not look like the mortal world, but more like the Nine Serenity Hell.

There are no books, no jade talismans, no written inheritance, and it is as gloomy as a ghost cave.

"Zhi, I want to see what the turtle grandson looks like."

"See you soon."

The two guys took out their respective dragon scales, stood in a certain position, and approached step by step a strange coffin made of jet-black jade.

The torches illuminate the jet.

The coffin cover and its surroundings are covered with carvings.

It is very similar to the Nine Nether Hells in the myths. There are legends and out-of-print stories that have not been handed down. The monkey feels that it is too realistic to be carved, as if the evil creatures are sealed on the coffin by secret techniques.

The coffin is very large and looks like a ferry boat.

There are also carvings on the stone bricks on the ground, eerie blood red, the ship crossed the sea of ​​blood and arrived in hell...

Dragon Scale didn't respond...

The monkey had a bad temper, so he grabbed the golden cudgel and slammed it into the coffin lid.

"squeak!"

Give it a hard lift.

The black jade lid flew up, flipped twice and fell to pieces, and there was a layer of coffin lid inside, which was suppressed by dragon scales to prevent the fraudulent corpse from reaching out and grabbing it.

With a bang, the coffin lid was thrown to the corner.

The three guys poked their heads together, and their faces were blank when they saw the corpse in the coffin.

There are no zombies or evil spirits, only the remains of a young monk with delicate skin like a baby, and his appearance can be called a gentleman.

Dressed like a handsome son from a wealthy family, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Iron Ball's eyebrows frowned into the word Chuan.

"It doesn't make sense..."

It was reconfirmed from certain details of the clothing that it was the same as the disciple of the Dragon Gate Sword Master Bai Yujun met at Tianzhu in the Kunlun Ruins. It can be confirmed that he is his brother. Why is his body still there after he went to hell? Could it be that the body is not allowed but the soul?

Without further ado, he jumped into the coffin, grabbed the lifelike corpse and threw it out.

Look at the bottom, there is a dark and cold hole.

"Notify Boss Bai as soon as possible, the enemy is in hell..."

After finishing speaking, he threw a compressed lightning ball left by Bai Yujun into the hole,

This place must be destroyed.

The blue lightning annihilated the crack.

...

East Coast.

There was a slight salty smell in the wind, and Bai Yujun felt the breath of the ocean carefully, as if calling herself to swim in the ocean.

In a seaside town, villagers gather for festivals.

There is a vague and inexplicable pious call issued by the villagers. They just go to see the excitement when they are bored. It seems that a sea sacrifice ceremony is being held.

The land has its gods of the land, and the sea has its gods of the sea.

Fishermen risked their lives to go to sea, or encountered storms or monsters.

In order to ensure safety, sacrifices are essential.

Young girls dressed up, holding flowers and walking in front, singing ancient folk songs, followed by boys carrying pork and mutton.

Bai Yujun sat under a tree and watched.

Most of the seaside houses are made of stones, with stone slabs on the roof, and every household is drying fish to dry.

The long team walked around the village and rushed to the simple and simple temple outside the village.

"Dragon King Temple? No wonder..."

The gods in the sea are headed by Shenlong, and it is only natural to offer sacrifices to the Shenlong in the sea. Perhaps no one will come to snatch incense and just happen to catch up with a certain white dragon who is about to enter the sea, so they will be attracted.

To the East China Sea.

Coincidentally, I met and offered sacrifices to the Dragon King Temple.

Sometimes it's hard to tell if it's a coincidence or destiny.

In front of the temple, the village elders led everyone to kowtow and offer incense, recite sacrificial rites, and pray for a safe return from the sea, and pray for something to be caught.

A few young children watched the curling green smoke rise.

A strange sister with a tail and forked antlers came and grabbed the tribute and ate it, but the adults didn't notice...

Snot Boy raised his little finger and pointed at Dragon Girl.

"Daddy~ little sister is eating..."

snap~

The child was slapped on the back of the head by his father, his head was buzzing, he felt wronged and shut up.

"What nonsense! Honestly kneel down and beg the Dragon King to bless you!"

Bai Yujun smiled at the child with a strange face.

Smack your fingers.

Nodding very satisfied, eating without spending money is delicious, the tribute is good, it’s okay to give them a little luck, it’s a deal, it’s a fair deal.

There are many incorrectly pronounced dragon words in the mysterious sacrificial rites, which is the same for human beings when they recite. Because the structure of the mouth is different, the dragon words cannot be pronounced, and they are just dealing with chanting.

"It smells delicious."

Eat the tribute and continue to watch the fun.

After offering sacrifices to the Dragon King Temple, the young guys began to dance the dragon...

With the sound of gongs, drums and firecrackers, young girls stand in a circle singing and dancing some kind of mysterious sacrificial dance, which is very interesting. The lyrics roughly say that a long time ago, demons appeared in the sea, killing fish and destroying islands, boarding the beach, killing fishermen and destroying wooden boats.

Later, under the begging of the people, the Dragon King came and led the sea monsters to kill the demons.

Bai Yujun thinks the dance lyrics are very valuable.

Some dance songs have been passed down for countless years, and many ancient secrets can be learned through studying the legacy culture. There is no doubt that the ocean experienced great wars in ancient times.

When you see a dragon dance.

Discovered strange new doubts...

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