Chapter 24 Shengmen

I looked at it carefully, but I still didn't find any flaws, and I became more and more disappointed.

The clay fig man grabbed the dust on the ground and sniffed it.

When the hills are looking at the situation on the ground, they still seem to be compared with the surrounding environment.

"Have you found anything?" I asked.

The clay figurine still shook his head. The hills were silent, and the four people behind her stood behind her, like shadows, neither standing near nor far away.

"Maybe there is a formation here," the hill suddenly said.

I don't understand what she means.

The hills continued: "It may be this formation that causes people to disappear, and the white jade chair is the most important part of this formation."

I listened carefully to the hills for fear of missing any detail.

I told the old mountain man what he told me about the astrological map and the mythical beast, but the hill shook his head and said: This is different, that is locking the aura. What I said about feng shui is about the formation derived from the Qimen Dunjia technique.

I was so confused that I couldn't touch the door at all.

The clay figurine also seemed to understand. The hill looked at us with a puzzled smile and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about it."

I asked weakly, "Can you explain it in a popular way?"

The hills thought and said, "Maybe the magnetic field here has been changed."

I didn't understand until she explained it this way.

The clay figurine asked, "That is to say, we can't find the black glasses without seeing the white jade chair."

Hill replied, "That's what it says in theory."

Now I can't find a more reasonable explanation, so I can only listen to the hills.

I closed my heart and tried to calm myself down. Then I walked to Xiaonan and said to Xiaonan, "Let's put Mr. Lao Shan's body here for the time being!"

Xiaonan began to disagree, but after our persuasion, he agreed, and we properly placed the body of Mr. Shan.

The hills returned to the stone wall.

A thought suddenly flashed in my heart and I was shocked, ! This should be the eighth painting, life and death... That is to say, the meaning of this painting is life.

I was surprised. I stood up and walked quickly to the front of the stone wall.

I scanned quickly with my eyes and wanted to find a word on it, that is, a new word, but it was not on it. I searched again and found that it was still not.

I was frustrated and suspected that I had thought too much.

The painting is deeply embedded in the stone wall, which looks like a masterpiece.

I said in my mouth.

Fat Ma looked at my wrong face and said, "Sun, are you all right? Why are you nagging again?

I ignored Fat Ma.

It's a dead end.

If according to what the hills said, even if the black glasses suddenly disappear, there must be a space for him. And this space may be hidden nearby.

I touched the painting on the stone wall, and the lines made every cell of my palm seem to open, as if it were going to merge with the painting.

I quickly took my hand back and felt a chill all over my body in an instant.

Whether this represents life or death, I have no concept at this time.

We always have preconceived ideas. When we come in, we see the first painting, which is also regarded as the first one in order. After I figured out this point, if I reason like this, this painting is the first one, but it makes my thoughts more confused.

First of all, this picture does not indicate life or death.

After Fatty Ma shouted at me, he saw that I ignored him and patted me again.

I reacted a little fiercely, and Fatty Ma looked at me like a monster.

What's wrong, I asked.

Fat Ma came back to his senses and said, "Lao Sun, you were almost fascinated by ghosts just now."

At this time, the clay figurine interrupted, "Lao Sun, have you found a clue?"

I answered, and then said in a questionable tone, "I can't guarantee that my reasoning is correct or logical."

I have briefly explained the previous speculation.

The clay figurine's face changed after hearing it. Even the hills look a little strict.

"Does this picture represent life or death?" Fatty Ma asked in a lively way.

"I don't know," I replied heavily.

The clay figurine and the hills fell into meditation. Fatty Ma always looked for an opportunity to talk nonsense with me. Even Xiaonan standing beside me couldn't help shouting, "Fat, can you stop quarreling with Brother Sun?"

Fat Ma stared at Xiaonan angrily, but for the sake of being a child, Ma Fatty immediately educated him to know the traditional Chinese virtues of respecting teachers and loving the young.

I got quiet for the time being, but I was still puzzled.

There are too many things hidden in the mystery of this mausoleum. If Mr. Lao Shan is still alive, he may be able to break it.

It is even more difficult for us ordinary people to understand.

The hills suddenly said, "This painting should represent students."

Her words broke the tranquility here and made me wave in my heart. The clay figurine and I looked at the hills at the same time.

I want the hills to explain.

The hills also lived up to our eager eyes, and then said, "According to the layout of this tomb, this painting should represent life. First of all, the owner of this mausoleum must have thought hard in this tomb. Both star images and mythical beasts can explain this. Since they are used to lock the aura here, there is no reason to arrange a 'dead' existence here.

The hills finished these words in one breath.

I listened attentively and tasted it carefully. I thought it was true that it was impossible to arrange a dead word to exist here in the place of sniper aura.

And the astrogram has another meaning, that is, anger. To some extent, when living people die, they are generally designed according to Yang House when they build tombs. What they want is still 'life'.

The clay figurine suddenly asked me, "Sun, what do you think?"

"I think the hills are right," I replied.

The clay figurine didn't say anything. The eyebrows are frowned.

I asked uneasly, "Is there anything else wrong?"

The clay figurine said dullly, "I think death is death."

"Death is death?" I repeated it.

The clay figurine nodded heavily.

I looked up at the painting again and suddenly found a loophole.

I quickly walked forward, took out my dagger and engraved the word 'sheng' on it. At this time, something unexpected happened, the stone wall rumbled, and I quickly stepped back a few steps.

In my surprised eyes, the front stone wall shrank upward, and the sound kept ringing, as if the whole tomb also trembled.

The dust keeps falling down from the stone wall.

I stood still and didn't dare to move at all. Fatty Ma was also attracted by the sudden movement. He ran over and stood side by side with me without speaking.

After the stone wall completely shrank in, a gap suddenly appeared in front of me.

At this time, all the people came forward.

There is an unconcealed surprise on the hilly face. The clay figurine is relatively calm.

I shined down the flashlight and found that the light of this broken flashlight was no longer good, and it could only shine three or four meters away.

I took out the flashlight from the black glasses and shone inside, and suddenly a beam of light rushed in like running water.

There is still a wall at the end of the light, but when the light reaches there, there is some astigmatism. It should have turned, I thought to myself.

"Sun, go in!" Fatty Ma couldn't wait.

Don't worry, I'll reply.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew inside, and I couldn't help shivering, and a coldness raised from the bottom of my heart.

It makes me feel very bad. If it's not necessary, I really don't plan to go in.

I asked the fat man rigorously, "Do you really want to go down?" Actually, I'm also asking others.

Fat Ma replied coaxedly, "Lao Sun, aren't you talking nonsense? Fat master, where I have always been in trouble, Fat Master appears!"

I was silent for a while.

Fat Ma said to me when he saw the situation, "Grandman, you are not afraid, are you?" We can lose everything, but we can't lose hard-working revolutionism. Fatty Ma is still talking nonsense.

At this time, the hills took a step forward... I think the answer has come out.

Then let's go! I whispered.

After hearing this sentence, everyone seemed to have no scruples and walked inside. The first was Fatty Ma, then the hills, followed by her four companions.

The clay figurine finally looked at me and stepped in.