New White Snake Asking Immortals

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

The torch was barely illuminating the range of a few feet, and I could see clearly under my feet. I walked along the brick road and walked for about half a column of incense before I saw the thick stone gate.

"This tomb is really evil. It's not a ghost or a ghost. What immortal would make a cemetery like this?"

"Squeak? Because down?"

"That's right, the tombs of immortals all yearn to ascend to heaven to prepare for the next life, but the signs of this tomb are downward, it seems... to go to hell."

How to put it, there are always independent people in the big world.

Any kind of hobby.

Raise the torch and sweep across the relief fresco.

Tie Qiu always felt that some features of the murals had been seen before, especially the hilts of the swords held by the characters. He hurriedly took out the picture album prepared by Bai Yujun, and quickly flipped through to find and compare. He was the first to compare the style of the sword in Longmen. .

Turn to a certain page and stop, and it is really similar to compare carefully.

At least it's a similar shape.

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

He closed the picture book with a snap, and his little face sneered fiercely.

"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 destroyed the monuments recklessly. In the past, the iron ball followed the rules of tomb robbing, and tried not to damage the situation and went in to search the ruins and search for clues. The premise is that the tomb owner is not related to certain things. .

Three days later...

In the deepest part of the mausoleum, monkeys and iron **** are disgraced.

He beat and smashed all kinds of formation traps, and it took three days to find the coffin. The wine bug slept to and fro for three days, and also shouted that the monkey's hair was not washed and had a bad smell.

Inside the vast mausoleum.

There is no night pearl on the top of the head to arrange a star map, and there is no jewelry or jade.

There was a map on the ground, but it was eerie and eerie, because the crimson blood in the gully representing the river had already solidified.

There are no books, no jade talismans, no text inheritance, and the gloomy atmosphere is like a ghost cave.

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

"See you soon."

The two guys took out their dragon scales, stood in a certain direction, and stepped closer to a strange coffin made of jet-black jade.

Torches illuminate the black jade.

The coffin lid and its surroundings are covered with carvings.

It is very much like the nine secluded hells in the fairy tales. There are legends and out-of-print stories that have not been passed down. The monkeys feel that it is too realistic and not like carvings. It seems that the evil creatures are sealed on the coffin with secret techniques.

The coffin is very large and looks like a ferry.

There are also carvings on the stone bricks on the ground, gloomy blood red, and the ship crosses the sea of ​​blood to reach hell...

Dragonscale didn't respond...

The monkey was ill-tempered, grabbed the golden cudgel and slammed it into the coffin lid.

"squeak!"

Flip hard.

The black jade cover soared, flipped over and fell to the ground and smashed into pieces. There was also a layer of coffin cover inside, which was suppressed by dragon scales to prevent the corpse from reaching out and grabbing it.

With a bang, the coffin lid slammed into the corner.

The three guys probed together, waiting to see the corpse in the coffin with a blank face.

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

Dressed like a handsome boy from a big family, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Iron Ball's eyebrows wrinkled into Sichuan characters.

"It doesn't make sense..."

From some details and characteristics of the clothes, it is confirmed again that it is the same as the disciple of the Dragon Gate Sword Master Bai Yujun met in the Tianzhu of the Kunlun Ruins. Could it be that it is not allowed to have a body but only a soul?

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

Looking down, there is a dark and cold cave.

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

After speaking, throw a compressed thunderball left by Bai Yujun into the hole, and this place must be destroyed.

Clear blue lightning annihilated the cracks.

...

East Coast.

With a touch of saltiness in the wind, Bai Yujun felt the breath of the ocean, and seemed to be calling herself into the ocean to swim to the fullest.

In a seaside town, villagers gather for festivals.

There is an inexplicable pious call, which is issued by the villagers. When you are idle and bored, you simply go to see the excitement. It seems that a sea sacrificial ceremony is being held.

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

Fishermen risk their lives to go out to sea, or encounter storms or monsters.

In order to ensure peace, sacrifices are essential.

The young girls dressed up, walked in front with flowers in hand and sang old folk songs, and the boys followed with pork and mutton.

Bai Yujun sat under the tree and watched.

Seaside houses are mostly made of stone, the roof is pressed with slate, and every household hangs dried fish.

The long queue walked around the village and ran to the quaint little temple outside the village.

"Dragon King Temple? No wonder..."

The gods in the sea are headed by the dragon, and it is justified to worship the dragon in the sea. Perhaps no one came to grab the incense and just happened to catch up with a white dragon who was about to enter the sea, so he was attracted.

to the East China Sea.

Coincidentally met the Dragon King Temple.

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

In front of the temple, the village elders led everyone to kowtow to the incense, recite the sacrificial text, pray for a safe return from the sea, and pray for something to be captured~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Several young children watched the curling green smoke rise.

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

The snot boy raised his little finger and pointed at the dragon girl.

"Daddy~ Miss Sister is eating..."

slap~

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

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

Bai Yujun smiled strangely at the child.

Suck your fingers.

Nodding very satisfied, eating without spending money is fragrant, the tribute is good, it is okay to give them good luck, the right should be a good deal, a fair deal.

There are many incorrectly pronounced dragon languages ​​in the mysterious rituals. Humans recite them like this. They cannot pronounce dragon words because of different oral structures.

"It tastes good."

Eat the tribute and continue to watch the fun.

After offering sacrifices to the Dragon King Temple, the young boys began to dance dragons...

The sound of gongs, drums and firecrackers, young girls standing in a circle singing and dancing some kind of mysterious sacrificial dance. It is very interesting. The lyrics are to the effect that a long, long time ago, a demon appeared in the sea, killing fish and destroying islands, landing on the beach and killing fishermen and destroying wooden boats.

Later, the Dragon King came under people's begging and led the sea monster to kill the demon.

Bai Yujun thinks dance lyrics are valuable.

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

When you see a dragon dance.

Found something weird again...

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