My mind went blank for an instant, and the chill shot up from my back crazily, penetrating my limbs and bones in an instant, and the hairs all over my body stood up!
That shoehorn face can almost be said to be a nightmare in my heart
I was very curious before, how did the Buried Shadow View Mountain come into Ji Niang's hands, and what is the relationship between her and Qiu Chudao!
Now, she actually saw her face here?
But Niang Ji is already dead!
Those who are here must not be human!
Thoughts flashed in an instant, and I clenched my fists tightly, trying to calm my mind.
The fear and pressure Ji Niang gave me was too great, and it was difficult for me to control myself not to think about the scene at Ji Niang's grave.
Watching them being poisoned and falling down the mountain, Mr. Yin was instantly drained of 25% of his energy, and turned into a shriveled old candle in the wind. The blood of the Naxi and innocent villagers in Ji Niang Village stained the entire Ji Niang Tomb Hall
"Master Xian?! What's wrong with you? Do you want me to find someone? You can't get up now!"
Jiang Meng from above was shouting, and the echo in the pool wall kept shaking.
I was brought back to my senses by her voice, and only now did I realize that half of my face was still there, motionless.
Not a ghost, nor a human?
I narrowed my eyes slightly, continued to focus on the half of my face, raised my hand and made a stop motion towards the top of the pool, and shouted: "Don't call anyone."
I subconsciously felt that no one should be allowed to come at this time.
Qiu Chudao This road is only reserved for those who can look at the mountains from the shadows, and if any outsider comes, it will probably be different.
I took out the gray fairy gloves in my pocket and put them on my hands. I hung the Yanggong pan on my waist, bit the back of the dagger connected to the Yin sideways on my mouth, held a ground pen in my right hand, and an inkstone in my left.
In this way, once I make a move, I can draw runes to resist as quickly as possible. Even in hand-to-hand combat, I can also use daggers and Yang Gongpan.
After making all these preparations, I stabilized my mind and approached the hidden passage cautiously.
When I got closer, I found a half-raised relief on the stone wall inside the passage. The relief was a woman, and the half shoehorn face was her side face. The angle I was standing just now was just right. see.
The water in the pool has just dissipated, and the remaining water splashes on the relief reflect the moonlight and starlight. In addition, the light around the trough is very dark. From the angle I just saw, I regarded the relief as a human being.
This face is not very finely carved, but the shoehorn face of Ji Niang is too special, coupled with the association of burying shadows and watching mountains, it reminds me so much in an instant.
On the wall of the passageway, there are many places faintly exuding dark spots of light, inlaid with ores similar to the broken stones outside.
Moreover, the positions of these light spots are not so chaotic, and I can roughly detect them in my own eyes. This is also the formation pattern in the Burial Shadow Viewing Mountain.
The relief is not just the one that resembles the girl in bun, but after walking a little five or six meters inside, there is another relief that protrudes about seven or eight centimeters from the wall. The overall height is nearly two meters. Pointy profile, high cheekbones, thin lips.
He rested one hand on the sword hilt at his waist, and put the other hand on his chest, holding a whisk.
This is the image of a Taoist priest!
The Taoist priest is the Taoist priest of the Liu family, the guard of the Qiang nationality, so who should the existence of the Ji Niang be from the Qiang nationality?
I continued to walk in, and my eyes became more and more accustomed to the light here.
The passage is not straight forward, about ten meters or so, it starts to slope upwards, and before you know it, the road has come to an end, and there is a hole above it, which can obviously be crawled up.
I roughly estimated this distance. If this place is compared with the ground, it should be the location of the pavilion.
The upper part is yang, the lower part is yin, are the yin house and the yang house the same design?
I am vigilantly paying attention to every crack in the stone and the ground, guarding against the sudden emergence of corpse mushrooms,
The relationship between Ji Niang and Qiu Chudao is so deep, I have to be on guard all the time, in case of being poisoned at this time, it will be more harm than good.
After carefully looking around the passage and the upper hole, I put away the ground pen, inkstone and dagger, and climbed up from the lower hole. relief.
These are relatively common. Some have normal faces, and some can also be seen with horizontal stripes on their foreheads. They should be the images of ordinary Qiang people and Taoist priests.
In order to climb up, I don't care about other things.?We can only borrow strength from these faces.
After climbing about seven or eight meters, I got out of the hole.
The ground here is extremely dry, and the light is obviously brighter.
My heart beats slightly, because I am actually in a pavilion right now
After getting up, I looked around, there were main room, side room, and wing room on three sides.
On both sides of the main room's gate, there are two huge porcelain jars, on which are two ever-burning lamps that are still on!
The candlelight flickered faintly, illuminating the secluded house that had been quiet for so many years, it was extremely lonely. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com