Chapter 65
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Chapter 64
The fire spread quickly in the cave, and it was unknown where the vents were. The fire in this confined space was not extinguished, but it was always admitted that the oxygen to breathe was much less. Qin Cheng and Wu Hai both suffered from the lack of oxygen. Starting to feel dizzy.
"Wu Hai hurry up..." Tan Cheng's words were drowned in the sudden explosion. He subconsciously looked towards the sound and saw that in the sea of fire, the roof in front of the cave suddenly collapsed. The mountain mausoleum was originally The rocks and soil also collapsed together, directly blocking their way.
Sure enough, this cave filled with red phosphorus and sulfur wood blocks will cause an explosion!
Breaking out in a cold sweat, Tan Cheng seemed to be unable to feel the pain of hypoxic breathing or the blood that had been left on the injured area. He reached out and grabbed Wu Hai's arm, stumbling and running towards the cave he had just seen. .
Staying in this place will only lead to death, so it is better to fight. The cave must have been dug by people in the past. If, if, it is not sealed, then there is a chance to survive!
The bandit cave was not far away, but Tan Cheng felt as if he had walked ten kilometers. When he reached the thieves' cave, Tan Cheng felt that he had exhausted all his strength and collapsed directly under the cave entrance.
The Thief Cave is still one and a half meters away from the ground. The entrance to the cave is narrow and difficult to climb. Tan Cheng gasped rapidly, and the consciousness in his head was about to fly away. He knew that this was a precursor to hypoxic coma.
"Wu... Wu Hai, step on my shoulders and climb up. You still have the strength. You can pull me up later..."
"What the hell are you talking about!" Wu Hai didn't listen to Tan Cheng and pulled Tan Cheng up. Tan Cheng lost a lot of blood and fell into a coma so he couldn't feel it, but Wu Hai could feel it. Breathing will be easier at the entrance of the cave, which proves that there may be an exit over there.
The position they were in was at the edge of the T-shaped tomb passage. The cave was a little dark and it was difficult to see clearly. Wu Hai quickly took out the flashlight in his pocket and swung it into the cave. What he saw was the dense white bones. This made him Wu Hai suddenly took a breath of cold air,
After calming down his breathing, Wu Hai looked inside again, only to realize that there was a tomb on the other side of the cave entrance.
Before he could think more, Wu Haicheng said to Qin Cheng: "There are white bones inside, human bones. This hole seems to be connected to a tomb, but I can't figure out what tomb. I'll ask you to go up. You crawl over first. It's not so difficult to breathe now." Yes, I can climb up myself."
Tan Cheng didn't support him, closed his eyes and nodded, "Okay..."
Qu Zhiwen was also lucky. He tripped the three half-immortals who were chasing Qu Zhiwen in Su Jingmo and escaped quietly.
The three of them could not enter the underground palace, let alone cast spells. They watched Qu Zhiwen leap out and wanted to chase after him, but they were restrained by the emperor's soul inside the underground palace gate.
The three people frowned tightly, and they were extremely angry that the emperor's soul was nosy, but they also knew who the people in this underground palace were. The three of them together were only four hundred years old. When the emperor died, Although they are young, they have been ghosts for much longer than they have been half-immortals. If the ghosts of more than a thousand years really show their true nature, the three half-immortals will not be able to do anything to him.
It was neither advancing nor retreating. Seeing that they would not be able to catch up with Qu Zhiwen if they did not pursue them, the man with white hair but a young face thought about it for a moment, then bent down and bowed to the gate of the underground palace, respectfully Said::
"The three of us broke into the Emperor's Underground Palace without authorization. It's really wrong, but this is a last resort. I hope the Emperor can allow the three of us to leave."
He was not that ancient man, so he had to think about this elaborate speech for a while. When he said it himself, the white-haired man was awkward and stumbling, for fear that the emperor would not understand what he was talking about.
It's just that after thinking about it for a long time, the soul inside didn't respond.
Standing in front of the underground palace door and looking at the closed underground palace door in the darkness not far away, the white-haired man thought that the emperor had not heard clearly, so he cheered up and said what he had said just now through a thousand miles of sound transmission.
But there was still no response from the depths of the dark underground palace.
Even the thousand-mile sound transmission was used. It didn't take much to figure out that the emperor didn't hear them, but didn't want to pay attention to them at all. The white-haired man was a little frustrated, "I've said good things, but if the emperor still insists on having his own way, don't blame the three of us for being disrespectful to you!"
"oh?"
Before the white-haired man finished speaking, he heard a man's laughter coming from the depths of the underground palace.
Su Jingmo moved the hair in front of his forehead, walked to the stone table, picked up a history book, and said while flipping through: "I would like to see what the three half-immortals are capable of."
What the white-haired man said was just talk. He was not stupid. Naturally, he quickly figured out that the emperor actually wanted to delay their time and let Qu Zhiwen leave.
The two old men beside the white-haired man naturally knew that they could not waste time here now.
The tall old man apologized and said: "My old friend was speechless just now because he was so anxious. I think the Emperor also knows that the three of us came here to chase Qu Zhiwen. As for why, Emperor, I'm afraid you don't know." The old man said this. He raised his voice and said, "That Qu Zhiwen stole the treasure of the three of us. If ordinary people got that thing, the three of us would not be nervous. The key is that Qu Zhiwen is extremely proficient in the art of Qihuang, and he also knows a lot about immortal magic. If that object is moved, it may cause disaster."
The old man was thirty meters away, but the voice seemed to be sent directly to Su Jingmo's ears, making it difficult for him to ignore it, but he was forced to listen to it.
Su Jingmo didn't like the feeling of something he didn't want to hear.
His face darkened, Su Jingmo snorted coldly,
"What does it have to do with me?"
The ghost energy around them became thicker, and the three of them knew that the emperor was angry. The white-haired man blurted out in a hurry: "This must have something to do with you!"
The fingers that were turning the pages of the book paused for a moment, but then continued to turn a new page, looking at the comment made by an unknown historian in later generations on the First Emperor: 'If his achievements are unparalleled, why care about life and death? ’
His eyes trembled slightly, Su Jingmo put down the history book in his hand,
"what for?"
"I think the emperor must know what is in your tomb, right? The bones... I'm afraid you knew this before you were alive. I don't think anyone can refuse the temptation of immortality, and I'm afraid you don't either, the emperor." Exception, but why are you just a ghost now? For thousands of years, no matter it is the First Emperor, Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty or other emperors, as long as they know the existence of Taoist bones, they have been searching for them overtly and covertly. Someone must have found them. , but, I'm afraid you also know that in the past thousands of years, no one has been able to live forever, and indeed too many people have lost their lives because of him. Why is this?"
When the white-haired man said this, Su Jingmo probably understood what he meant, "You mean, it's related to the missing thing?"
"Yes, we cultivators have stopped growing and changing long ago, but ordinary people are different..." At this point, the tall old man patted the white-haired man on the shoulder, signaling him to stop talking.
The white-haired man nodded and said: "Naqu Zhiwen stole the treasure that the three of us were guarding. The purpose is not simple, and I'm afraid it will also have an adverse impact on you."
Having grown up in battles and seizing power, Su Jingmo would naturally not completely believe the words of these people. Su Jingmo didn't believe the immortals' words, let alone this half-immortal?
But there is one thing that Su Jingmo is sure of. It is impossible for people not to work hard for their own interests. Qu Zhiwen's appearance is very timely. At the invitation of the police that Tan Cheng said, he came here. Stepping into this beach becomes more and more troublesome. In the increasingly muddy water, Su Jingmo didn't believe that he didn't say he was dirty, not only did he not leave, but he also didn't ask for any benefits.
Qu Zhiwen's understanding of Qihuang's art and immortality is probably as good as that of some so-called immortals, but he lacks the immortal bones and tendons, so he can only be a mortal subject to life and death. He doesn't want the immortal bones. It's not impossible.
However, Qu Zhiwen didn't show the slightest bit of coveting for the bones. Just like when he let him in just now, Qu Zhiwen could feel the existence of the bones, but he didn't go to take them. There was no trace of desire for the bones. Wang's eyes were the same as Tan Cheng's.
So what does Qu Zhiwen want? Should I say this person hides too deeply? But at least what he has done so far has not harmed Su Jingmo. On the contrary, it can be of some use. Su Jingmo has never been someone who will not refuse "easy use".
If Qu Zhiwen hadn't been asked to rush over to help Tan Cheng at this moment, he would have really wanted to see how Qu Zhiwen and these three people would fight. However, the later the good show is, the better it is, right?
The only thing he could worry about now was that fool who was obsessed with archeology...and...his Su Jingmo.
He originally knew that Tan Cheng's past would not be smooth sailing this time, but what Su Jingmo didn't expect was that he would be so worried. This was a very strange feeling.
He actually integrated a piece of Taoist bone into the jade pendant because he was afraid that something might happen to this person...
Cheng Tan's jade pendant was not an ordinary jade pendant. Not to mention the wonderful patterns, the flawless white jade with warm luster was rare to see in a hundred years. Su Jingmo was born as a prince, and the prince was born noble. He was so solemn. Jing Mo was the later emperor, so this jade pendant he carried with him naturally followed Su Jingmo from birth to death. During this period, he was also consecrated by many eminent monks and magicians.
Priceless.
But no matter how precious this jade pendant is, sixteen hundred years ago, this jade pendant did not have the effect of exorcising ghosts and seeing ghosts.
The author has something to say: I'm here...the civil service exam is over, and I'm just waiting for the interview. I'll try to update as much as I can. Sorry, it took so long.
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