Chapter 6 Nine Deep Holes

Chapter 6 Nine Deep Holes

"Loading."

There was a click around, and the air was filled with tension.

"Ignite the fire."

In the smell of gunpowder, there was a shocking noise soon.

Hundreds of artillery exploded almost at the same time, and the shells accurately rushed into the deep hole at close range, turning the ground of the rockery into powder in an instant, and the remaining holly leaves in the palace compound finally fell.

Dust and fallen leaves are rustling.

It took a long time for the dust to slowly settle down.

But this round of gunfire did not lead to any reaction. At this moment, nothing else was found except the deep hole that had been expanded bigger and could be seen more clearly.

After the earth echoed with the sound of gunfire, it gradually calmed down, and everyone's nervous gasps began to come out of the air.

Su Yong, Xiao Changfeng and others looked at each other and waved their hands. A 400-person black whirlwind engineering team immediately came out.

"Clean up."

The ground that was bombarded was quickly dug up by a shovel, and then the sand was loaded away. A deep hole dozens of meters in size was exposed. Sure enough, as the venerable said before, the deep hole is getting bigger and bigger, and there are several forkways in different directions below.

Yan Bikong stood in front of the deep hole and stood still. After looking at Su Yong and others behind for a moment, he frowned: "This seems to be a maze."

"Do you sense the breath of living things?" Su Yong asked.

Yan Bikong shook his head.

"We have seen those footprints before, and it is estimated that monsters only appear at night." The old monk said.

Su Yonglue meditated:

"General Chu, the artillery team is under your command."

Chu Nantian, whose legs and feet were a little inconvenient but his movements were unimpeded, nodded solemnly and watched Su Yong, Xiao Changfeng and others follow the venerable in, and raised his right hand.

"You can't fire without orders."

"The maze?" Su Yong squinted at the depths, but he could only see dozens of meters in front of him.

Yan Bikong nodded: "Look at the direction of the maze, these fork roads will coincide at the back." Naturally, his strength is much stronger than others. Relying on the wind direction and airflow inside, he quickly made a judgment.

Su Yong thought for a moment: "Just take the road and make a mark along the road."

The soldiers lit the torches, and the soldiers walking in the front soon found that there were ancient lamps on both sides of the wall, and there was still lamp oil on them.

This is already far away from the area explored before the venerable. There are a large number of messy footprints under the ground, and the footprints look like a huge clover.

The old monk touched one of the lamps in the palm of his hand, frowned and muttered, "This shape is very strange. It doesn't seem to be made by the ancestors."

It is a Buddha hand shape. The palm of the hand just nests into a bowl mouth, containing long-solidified lamp oil, and a black wick in the middle. I don't know how long it has existed, but it is not damaged.

At the motion of Su Yong, the soldiers lit the lamps on the wall one after another, and the deep hole suddenly became bright, and the soldiers' courage also came up a lot.

After lighting nearly a thousand lamps and nearly ten miles deep into the ground, the passage has been extremely large, almost like the famous West Street in Kyoto.

At this moment, there is finally a portal ahead, a huge square portal.

It is said that it is a portal because there are steps, lints, thresholds and two walls, which completely blocks this huge passage.

But in the middle of the door is a huge stone door. This big stone is like a natural formation, arbitrarily cutting off this obviously artificial passage.

On the lint above the portal, there are four big characters engraved that they can understand: "Entrance to the underground palace".

Under the four big characters, two small "middle" words are engraved.

These words are exactly similar to the deep hole of the second character seen by Su Yong on Tongluo Island, and they are also similar to the font on the ancient book handed to him by Ziyi.

"It's strange that since there is such a boulder, how did those monsters come out?" The old monk pressed the boulder in the palm of his hand and found that he was unable to push it at all. He couldn't help frowning and said.

Su Yong looked at Yan Bikong. He had seen the ability of Yanbi to move the mountain and snow, and knew that only he had the ability to open it.

However, Yan Bikong smiled and said, "I have no way, because this is the boundary."

It turned out that the boundary was not close to the ground, but ten miles deep underground, so their previous round of gunfire did not move at all.

It's just that since this boulder has condensed the power of the boundary, how can the evil things inside come out? They clearly saw many footprints before, and it was from here all the way.

Xiao Wangshu took two steps back and forth: "I think this boundary boulder will open after nightfall."

Everyone nodded, because this is the only explanation.

The old monk smiled bitterly and said, "Will you come back at night?"

Ying Bikong suddenly smiled and looked at Su Yongdao, "Did you find that number in the spiritual cave before?"

"What number?" Su Yong was curious.

"When Morama asked you to see it, you should be able to find out the number."

Su Yong recalled for a moment: "It seems to be a 'Wu' word, but the outline is a little blurred, and the edges and corners are not too clear."

Yan Bikong nodded: "That's good. And I also sensed that there was a boundary there.

But it was after nightfall, so the guarded undead warriors came out.

Since there is No. 2 on Causeway Island, there is also No. 3 in the western clay city, and there is No. 5 here. Naturally, there should be other serial number entrances, but I don't know where it exists? Su Yong meditated. It is estimated that there is also a serial number at the entrance here. I'm afraid it was destroyed by the gunfire.

Causeway Island is the southeast entrance, and this is the central part. Is there any other directions such as the western and eastern part? He meditated for a long time and couldn't help but be shocked. According to the orientation, there are nine entrances in the east, south, west, north, southeast, southwest, northeast and northwest, plus the central part, is there a total of nine entrances, which is exactly the concept of "nine deep caves"?

Xiao Changfeng walked to the door impatiently, reached out and hit the boulder a few times. Suddenly, he said, "Here is an image."

It was a shallow trace engraved on the boulder. If it hadn't been hit by his fist, it would have been imperceptible just by the shining lights beside him.

It is engraved on it, which looks like a faucet. There is also a dent in the dragon's mouth, which is extremely shallow.

"Is it engraved with the dragon?" Xiao Wangshu read it for a long time and frowned and asked.

The old monk reached out and touched the trace and shook his head: "Not like it."

Yan Bikong smiled and said, "Where doesn't it look like it?"

"The dragon horn doesn't look like it."

Su Yong looked at it for a long time and felt that the image on it was very familiar. It seemed that he had seen it somewhere. He couldn't help closing his eyes and grabbing his head and recalling it bitterly.

"Yes." He suddenly opened his eyes and shouted excitedly, which startled everyone.

"This is Sharon, a kind of python, not a dragon." He said, and then groped from his arms for a while and touched out the sharp corners of the salon.

In contrast, this pair of salon corners is very similar to the depiction above. Just as he inadvertently touched the dent of the dragon's mouth with his tip, suddenly there was a crisp sound.

The long salon corner suddenly disappeared into the dent of the boulder and disappeared in an instant.

"Ah?" Before his exclamation came out, he heard the boulder grid and slowly moved away.

As the boulder moved away, an extremely cold breath immediately spread out, which made everyone cry. Among them, only Yan Bikong is used to it.

Looking at the dark front with a gloomy smell of death, Su Yong was also a little depressed. He looked at Yan Bikong and the two venerable people: "Do you want to go in?"

The two venerable men looked at each other and nodded calmly.

Su Yong slowly pulled out the blood knife, and there was a hoarse trembling sound between the scabbards, and a blood shadow flashed in the firelight.

Holding the torch in front of him with his left hand, Su Yong was about to step out.

"Sit," Yan Bikong suddenly frowned and pulled him, looking into the depths of darkness: "Something is coming out."