Nightwatcher

"Didn't it mean that that school was once highly sought after by dignitaries, and the identity of the owner of this tomb is obviously noble." Chu Yuanzhen analyzed.

What he meant was obvious, the owner of the tomb was a fanatical admirer of dual cultivation.

"It is worthwhile to see the long-lost double cultivation technique here." Daoist Jin Lian sighed with emotion.

"Master Dao, you are not close to women, these two cultivation skills are useless to you." Xu Qi'an laughed.

Daoist Jin Lian's face darkened.

"The clothes worn by those people in the murals are a bit weird, and they are so old that I can't tell which dynasty they belong to."

Chu Yuanzhen was more interested in another mural than the double cultivation technique.

Xu Qi'an had already memorized the double cultivation technique on the mural, and hurriedly urged: "Let's go, get out of here, it's important to find No. 5."

He wants to monopolize such a good thing.

So everyone continued to grope forward, Qian You listened to their conversation the whole time, and knew that the thing on the mural was the legendary double cultivation technique.

Good thing, bed matters and practice are both correct.

For men, it is an irresistible temptation. Especially people from the quagmire like Qian You, who lack resources, lack of guidance from famous teachers, and lack of cheat books.

He stepped back quietly, and when Xu Qi'an and the others walked away, Qian You immediately turned around and went back to look at the murals.

With limited time, he only memorized a few pictures just now, and he couldn't make up an effective dual cultivation technique at all, which is equivalent to useless.

"I'll go after them as soon as I remember it, soon enough, soon enough"

Holding the torch, Qian You walked very fast. In the empty environment, only the sound of his footsteps echoed.

Slowly, Qian You realized that something was wrong. After walking for so long, he still hadn't returned to where the mural was.

"We haven't traveled so far, why haven't we returned to the location of the mural?"

He held up a torch and shone around indiscriminately. The tomb was empty and eerily quiet. Not only are there no murals, there are no coffins.

The murals were gone, and so were the sarcophagi and zombies. He stood there for a moment, sweating profusely.

Qian You's teeth trembled, and his voice trembled: "Hero, hero? I'm here, don't leave me."

The sound echoed, refracted, and deformed in the open environment, and when it was transmitted back to the ear, it seemed that someone else was calling.

Qian You's back felt cold, his hairs stood up one by one, he closed his mouth tightly, and dared not speak again.

He turned his head and walked back, trying to catch up with Xu Qi'an and the others. However, he changed from sprinting to running wildly, running out of breath, and he never caught up with Xu Qi'an.

Not a single person could be seen, and in the silent tomb, only the sound of his footsteps echoed, making one feel like falling into an ice cellar, and experience the coldness from hell.

Suddenly, Qian You, who was running wildly, stumbled under his feet and threw himself on the ground with a muffled groan. He grabbed the torch in fear and shone it.

It was a corpse, to be precise, half a corpse.

He only had the upper body, and the lower body was amputated by something, and the wound was bloody. The organs in the abdomen were also hollowed out.

Qian You exclaimed "Ah", and backed away in fright.

There are evil things, there are evil things that cannibalize people nearby, and I will encounter them at any time. The huge fear explodes in my heart, and Qian You's face turns pale little by little.

"Leave, get out of here quickly."

Qian You's hand holding the torch trembled slightly, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down.

He is an old man from the Houtu Gang. He has been to the grave and experienced various crises, but none of them are as weird as the one in front of him.

"The fire may attract evil things, but if there is no torch to illuminate, I may bump into it head-on without knowing it. Moreover, staying underground all year round, my eyes must have degenerated and are not very sensitive to light.

"What I want to do is not to extinguish the fire, but to get rid of the smell on my body."

As a mature grave robber, he has all these things. I took out a porcelain jar from the package I was carrying, which contained a pungent powder. If I smelled it carefully, it was somewhat similar to the smell of a corpse.

Qian You sprinkled the powder on his body, held a torch, and walked cautiously.

He has no sense of direction at all, he doesn't care where he goes.

Suddenly, a surprised voice came from behind: "Qianyou?"

After walking forward for a while with a torch in hand, Daoist Jin Lian suddenly frowned: "Are we missing someone?"

While speaking, he glanced back, and the pupils of the old Taoist shrank slightly.

There was nothing behind him, and the helmsman of the back soil gang was gone.

Xu Qi'an, Chu Yuanzhen and Heng Yuan sensed the abnormality, and their expressions changed slightly, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"When did he disappear? I didn't even notice it." Xu Qi'an closed his eyes, felt his gaze, and said with a frown:

"God sense is not affected. If something is swept away, I won't be unaware. Because if that thing is hostile to him, it will definitely have the same hostility towards us.

"And once there is hostility, my divine sense will quickly capture it and feed it back to me."

Chu Yuanzhen's face was solemn, and he analyzed: "More than that, there is one less footstep, and we didn't even notice it? This is unusual in itself."

Heng Yuan frowned and remained silent.

Daoist Jin Lian's heart moved, he took out the shards of the book from the ground, looked at it for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "The shards of the book from the ground can no longer be used."

Xu Qi'an, Chu Yuanzhen, and Heng Yuan made movements to pull something out of their bosoms at the same time, but the latter two managed to pull out the fragments of the book from the ground, and Xu Qi'an woke up in time, reined in the precipice, and scratched his chest without any fumes

"It really can't be used anymore." Chu Yuanzhen tried to pass on the letter, but after failing, his face darkened.

The reason why No. 5 drifted away in Xiangcheng and lost contact has been clarified.

This underground tomb shields fragments of underground books.

"I, I seem to know where this is, um, to be precise, I know our situation." Zhong Li raised her little hand.

When the four of them looked over, she lowered her head and whispered:

"Generally speaking, the structure of the tomb is divided into three layers: inner, middle, and outer. The innermost layer is the main tomb, where the owner of the tomb sleeps. The outer layer is the defense of the tomb. We are now in the outermost layer and the most dangerous layer.

"There are organs and traps all over here, as well as formations. If I'm not mistaken, let's enter the tomb with the murals and step into the formations."

The four men looked at her at the same time, Xu Qi'an stared and said, "Why didn't you say it earlier."

"I forgot." Zhong Li lowered her head and said aggrievedly, "I don't know why I just forgot."

Hearing this, the four men were silent, and couldn't bear to blame her anymore.

"What formation is this, can you see it?" Daoist Jinlian asked.

"It should be a kind of ecstasy formation. The outer layout of the underground palace fits this formation. We are now in a huge maze. We must find the right way to leave, otherwise we will be trapped here forever." Zhong Li said.

"Take us away quickly." Chu Yuanzhen said hastily.

"I, I will lead you to a dead end." Zhong Li lowered his head even more.

Everyone: ""

The unlucky prophet Xu Qi'an sighed inwardly.

Chu Yuanzhen frowned, glanced at Xu Qi'an, and immediately found inspiration from him: "If you can't use conventional means to break the formation, then breaking the formation violently is the best choice, just like Xu Qi'an's two swords in the fighting."

Daoist Jin Lian rejected the proposal, and said with a serious face: "Before you know the identity of the tomb owner, it's best not to do this. The outer layer is all made of green gang stones, so luxurious, let alone in ancient times, even now Dafeng, that Emperor Yuanjing, he couldn't produce so many Qinggang stones.

"The ancient dual-cultivation technique is the secret method of suppressing observation of that school, and it is not easy to hand over all of them, but there are in the tomb.

"The ecstasy array we are in is so exquisite, and it was set up at least two thousand years ago. There were no magicians at that time. All the above shows that the owner of this tomb is not simple. Breaking the array rashly may attract unpredictable people. Consequences. Heh, if you are a third-rank master, then pretend I didn’t say anything.”

Chu Yuanzhen nodded silently.

Hengyuan frowned: "What should we do now?"

He is a monk and doesn't understand these things. Chu Yuan practiced swordsmanship carefully, although because of his background as a scholar, he has extensive knowledge and strong knowledge. Can also not understand the formation.

Xu Ning is a martial artist, so he can't count on it.

"The Daoist sect is not well-ventilated, but I have a little dabble in the way of formation, and the poor Taoist can try to take you through it." Daoist Jin Lian said.

Daoists know how to form formations. When Zilian and Yang Yan fought outside the city, they had set up a large formation. It's just not as perverted as a warlock. When you step on it, the pattern will be born on its own.

A quarter of an hour later, Daoist Jin Lian's face was stiff, and he stared at the darkness ahead, frowning silently.

Jinlian failed to explore the way and doubted life.

Daoist priest, you are also a parallel importer, Xu Qi'an cursed in his heart.

No one in the room knew that Daoist Jinlian was the remnant soul of the Daoist chief of the Dizong, with a kind side, so they didn't know that behind his serious expression was a heavy truth.

They're in trouble, big trouble.

"Before warlocks, who else has such powerful formation skills?" Priest Jin Lian pondered for a while, searching for "suspicious targets" in his mind.

"Is there no other way for the Taoist priest?"

Heng Yuan and Chu Yuanzhen looked at each other, and they both saw the heaviness in each other's eyes.

I'm too careless, I should have checked Xiangcheng's local chronicles and history books first to find out the clues of the tomb, and then consider whether to go to the tomb or not. It made me feel inflated for a while, and I was negligent.

Chu Yuanzhen secretly regretted it.

Hengyuan recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, and he felt guilty in his heart. No. 5 disappeared for several days, waiting for rescue in the dark and strange tomb. But as soon as my group came down, they encountered a problem of injustice.

Daoist Jin Lian sighed and looked at Zhong Li: "What's your opinion? You don't need to tell me your choice, just explain the mystery of this formation in detail."

Zhong Li pondered: "This kind of formation is usually established in a dark room or underground, otherwise, those who enter the formation can easily identify the correct path just by locating the direction.

"When you can't identify the direction, if you want to leave the formation, you can only rely on the experience and judgment of the person who entered the formation. Once I, my experience and judgment are "confused by lard", I am afraid that it will lead to even greater troubles. "

Now, Taoist Priest Jinlian also fell silent.

The members of the Tiandihui finally realized the despair of No. 5, who was in the underground palace, unable to get out, and unable to contact the outside world. Let time go by a little bit, the physical condition gradually declines

In the solemn atmosphere, Zhong Li raised his hand again, and whispered: "Actually, there is another safe way,"

Chu Yuanzhen and Xu Qi'an were overjoyed, and asked eagerly, "What way?"

Heng Yuan raised his head to look at her, his eyes full of expectation.

Daoist Jin Lian's heart skipped a beat.

Zhong Li poked Xu Qi'an with his finger, lowered his head and said, "Let him lead the way, and we can go out, um, there is a high probability that we can."

he? !

The surrounding eyes shifted from Zhong Li to Xu Qi'an.

Chu Yuanzhen looked at it incredulously, and many thoughts flashed in his mind, Xu Ningyan is just a warrior, it is impossible to know the formation, let him break the formation, why not let me do it.

But this prophet of Si Tianjian would not joke around casually, so, is there something special about Xu Ningyan himself, or is there something on him that can break the magic circle?

However, judging from Xu Ningyan's expression, he seemed quite surprised by this.

Thinking of this, Chu Yuanzhen couldn't help but look at Taoist Priest Jinlian, only to find that he seemed to be in a daze.

Daoist Jinlian also knows? Chu Yuanzhen secretly wrote down this detail.

There seems to be some secret in Xu Ningyan, and I'm getting more and more curious about him.

"Master Xu understands formations?"

Hengyuan's inner drama was not as rich as Zhuangyuanlang, so he directly asked out his inner doubts.

The corner of Xu Qi'an's mouth twitched: "I don't understand."

Qian You suddenly turned around, took out his weapon and put on a defensive posture, then squinted his eyes and stared at the dark place in front of him, and shouted in a low voice, "Who?"

The sound of footsteps approached, and a figure approached the edge of the area illuminated by the torch light. The outline changed from blurred to clear. This is a middle-aged man in his forties.

With a thin face, sunken eye sockets, and bloodshot eyes, he looked like a sick man whose body had been hollowed out after a serious illness.

The lower jaw, which has not been repaired for many days, has a short bluish-black beard, which is sloppy and decadent.

"Helper?"

Qian You's eyes widened, and his face showed ecstasy. He moved the torch to take a look, and found many familiar faces, all brothers from the Houtu Gang.

I didn't expect to meet the gang leader and the others here, and Qianyou was about to meet them without any effort, when his expression changed suddenly, his weapon was pointed at everyone, and he shouted sternly:

"Don't come here, don't move all of them, otherwise Lao Tzu's knife will not recognize anyone. Well, how do you prove yourself?"

The sick man's leader showed a gratified smile: "Very well, I am not careless. It seems that the human skin ghoul I met in the underground of Jingzhou two years ago left a deep impression on you."

The gang members behind scolded angrily: "You surnamed Qian, don't you know why you are kept up there? With your three-legged cat skills, you will die if you go to the grave."

"Haha, it's really you." Qian You smiled instead of anger, and happily went up to meet him. When he was approaching the sick man's lord, he suddenly spilled a handful of cinnabar.

"Damn it, this shit can only deal with low-level vengeful spirits, it's useless against zombies." The sick man's leader patted the cinnabar on his body and cursed.

At this point, Qianyou has no doubts.

Holding a torch, he looked over one by one, and saw the vice-guild leader with gray hair, sunken eyes, and the same haggard appearance, that old wild warlock.

At this time, the white robe on his body was already dirty and torn.

Then, he saw the girl from Southern Xinjiang. The girl's originally round face was thinner, and her chin was a little pointed. She still looked handsome, but her eyes were bloodshot, as if she hadn't slept for a long time, and she looked haggard.

After he read them one by one and counted the number of people, his heart was quite heavy.

Thirty-two people went to the tomb this time, and now there are only twelve people left.

"Are you all hungry? I brought you dry food and water." Qian You untied the salute on his back and distributed dry food to everyone.

Including the girl from southern Xinjiang, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up, staring at the biscuits, like staring at a naked beauty.

The team's food has long been exhausted, and they have been starving underground for several days.

During the process of distributing food, Qian You noticed that the brothers in the gang were all wounded. Some even had their arms broken and disappeared with their sleeves. The wounds were simply bandaged and blood was faintly visible.

"Guangzhu, what's wrong with you?" Qian You asked.

Hearing this, everyone who was devouring food froze at the same time, and the leader of the sick man's gang said in a low voice: "We are in trouble."

This, the blind man can also see it. Qian Youxin said.

"This is a maze. I can't get out no matter how I go. After I took my brothers down to the tomb, I entered a tomb full of zombies. I sacrificed a lot of brothers to kill those evil things. It was thanks to Lina, otherwise There will be more brothers killed and wounded."

The sick man's leader glanced at the girl who bowed her head to eat the cake, and continued: "After entering that tomb, we never went out again, we have been wandering around for several days, and the water and food have been reduced one by one.

"For this there was a fight between the gang and the masters they brought in and that wasn't the worst of it, one time we woke up to find that the Brother from 'The Vigil' was gone.

"Since then, several brothers have disappeared for no reason every day. The team fell into a huge panic. The masters we invited had disagreements with us, and after a fierce quarrel, they parted ways.

"It didn't take long for us to discover that those who left the team were all dead. The death conditions were miserable, as if they had been eaten by something."

Qian You's heart sank, and he inexplicably thought of the horrible corpse that tripped him.

The sick man took a sip of water, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said: "That is a monster, a very powerful monster, it is hunting us, it eats two people every day, no more, no less."

When he said this, there was a slight tremor in his voice.

"We have repelled it twice, thanks to Lina's presence, otherwise, you might not have seen us." The leader of the sick man said solemnly:

"But Lina's condition is getting worse and worse. Without food and water supplements, we will eventually run out of fuel. By the way, how did you get down?"

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