Chapter 38: The Heavenly Palace Qionglou is embedded in the ground
Zhang Xiuxian was caught by Zhi Zhan and was unable to escape. He asked Feng Er and Zhang Manyue for help.
"What the hell is this? What kind of paper man is this? It's tighter than an iron chain. Does it want to take me down to see the Lord of Hell?"
As Zhang Xiuxian spoke, he punched and kicked the paper man on the ground. The paper man was immovable and was determined to drag Zhang Xiuxian to stay.
The wine in Feng Er's wine flask has bottomed out. Seeing that Guide Mansion Mausoleum is just ahead. At critical moments, something always has to happen. Feng Er has no move. The best way to deal with Zhi Zhan is to avoid it.
The reason for its sharpness is not that Feng Er can't save him, but that the Feng family's mountain viewing technique has no special way to deal with the evil spirit in the tomb.
Feng Er suddenly came to his senses and took out the ancient jade amulet he had with him and placed it on the paper man who was holding Zhang Xiuxian.
Ancient jade can ward off evil spirits, but it is not known whether it can cure evil spirits. He treats two dead horses as living horse doctors. If something happens to Zhang Xiuxian underground, it will be harmful to everyone. No one among him can end up in this place.
But talking about this ancient jade amulet, it has some background. In the early years, Feng Er and Feng Qing went to the tomb without distinction. Although there are rules for fighting upside down, nine thieves will not steal, and nine will not take it.
Next, rules are dead, but people are alive, right? How can living people starve to death due to dead rules?
This ancient jade amulet was obtained from the tomb of a Feng Shui master stolen by the Feng brothers. Logically speaking, Feng Shui master knew astronomy and geography, and was proficient in Feng Shui layout. In ancient times, it was a highly respected profession. Such tomb robbers were not allowed to steal.
, otherwise people will point their noses and scold their ancestors.
But the Feng brothers were not afraid. Their ancestors had done a lot of bad things. The one thing they were missing was not much, and the one thing missing them was a lot. Besides, at that time, the British and French allied forces captured the city of Beijing, and the Feng family had no choice but to do so.
I will take care of this again.
After the two of them went down, they got a lot of gold and silver, all of which were obtained by this Feng Shui master during his lifetime. I think he made a lot of money while he was still alive. The Feng family didn't lose any of it, and they moved it all away.
It was a relief to the people. When the coffin was finally opened, the ancient jade amulet was found in the coffin. This thing must be a precious thing in the hands of a Feng Shui master.
Afterwards, the two men closed the coffin lid and bowed respectfully three times to express their gratitude. They hoped that they would not be offended. They also did this to make a living.
The ancient jade talisman was of pure quality, with a good water head, and a round medallion with fine carvings. There was a strange beast on it that could not be named. There was a bit of black and turbid color embedded in it under the talisman, which was just at the feet of the strange beast. Feng Er has been keeping it since then.
Carry this item with you for peace and prosperity.
After the ancient jade amulet was placed on the paper, it actually had some effect, but the effect was not great. It was just that he no longer had as much strength to drag Zhang Xiuxian, and the paper figure became a lot softer.
"Get out of the way." Zhang Manyue came over and said.
She held the black knife with one hand, and the sharp blade sliced her palm open, giving the black knife a touch of blood. Zhang Manyue raised the knife and was about to chop down the paper man holding Zhang Xiuxian.
The knife was sharp and decisive, splitting it open directly. It seems that the black knife stained with blood has a certain effect on destroying evil spirits, but this blood cannot be just anyone's blood.
Not far away, General Zhizha was still watching a few people twisting. Seeing that he couldn't get rid of them, Feng Eryan said, "It seems we have to hide in the mausoleum. This General Zhizha is not a good person."
Zhang Manyue pointed at the gate of the mausoleum palace and analyzed: "Look at the plaque on the Guide Mansion. It has the amnesty order on it. They can't get in."
Unknowingly, they had reached a few hundred meters away from the Guide Mansion in the Mausoleum. If they looked closely, they could see a vague outline, but the surroundings were still dark. The pardon order Zhang Manyue mentioned was the word "
Special text outlined in gold.
Because of the green light shining in the hand, the circle of gold letters is reflective and eye-catching.
Feng Er also saw some clues. The Guide Mansion Mausoleum should be inaccessible to Zhizhao General, but why do you say that?
Feng Er carefully recalled what he saw along the way. This place is a deep valley in the back of the mountain. It is difficult to see the sun all day long. It is a place where snakes are entangled to drink water. There is an underground river underneath. The owner of the tomb must have taken a fancy to the feng shui of entangled snakes, flying clouds and becoming dragons.
, Just imagine, in such a good place, the owner of the tomb naturally does not want outsiders to disturb him, and these outsiders naturally include evil spirits, so it is not difficult to explain the pardon order on the door of Guide Mansion.
The only thing that makes Feng Er uncertain is another thing he saw along the way. The Feng Shui topography where snakes are entangled and drinking water has been tampered with. The temple in the valley is the best explanation. He doesn't know what the scene will be like in Guide Mansion.
, but Feng Er has no choice. Ming Yi is still waiting for the antidote, and they can't delay.
"Yu, my eldest nephew, you two should go to the mausoleum of Guide Mansion. Zhi Zha will not be able to get in there."
After Feng Er finished speaking, he held up the green oil lamp and ran towards the golden amnesty order, running more than ten meters in an instant.
Feng Yu secretly cursed in his heart. At his age, his second uncle was really good at running. It seemed that the reason why he could survive so many years in the grave had something to do with his quick legs and feet.
Zhang Xiuxian was still in a daze, and had not recovered from Zhang Manyue's knife attack just now. There were still green marks on his feet from the scratches made by paper pricks. When he saw Feng Yu, he also ran a few meters away, and he took up his heavy legs to chase after him.
Go up.
Zhang Manyue chopped down a row of paper sticks in succession, turning them into layers of confetti on the ground. However, where the paper sticks were, flying paper was still falling in the air. The paper sticks were cut down endlessly. Zhang Manyue was just buying time. She
There is no way to remove these paper sticks.
The number of paper towels is increasing, and every empty space on the streets in the city is filled with paper bags. These paper bags are made by people with pink faces and white clothes. They look extremely weird. Although it is unbelievable, the actual situation is far worse than this.
More fear.
When we get close to the Guide Palace, what is majestic can be defined. The Guide Palace is so big that people are like ants in front of it. There is no knocker on the huge door. It is true that here
This is the Mausoleum. There will be no door opening for a second time after entering. There is little point in setting a door knocker handle. Even if there is a door knocker, it is impossible to reach it based on the height of a person.
The entire mausoleum is so big that it feels like looking up at a high mountain. The mausoleum is directly connected to the ground, and it seems more like it rises from the ground.
Feng Yu and the other three were dumbfounded as they stared at the gate of the mausoleum. The gate was two to thirty to fifty meters tall. If the roof of the mausoleum was included, it would be nearly a hundred meters tall. This made it difficult for Feng Yu to explain how they went down.
How many meters deep is it, or is Guide City located inside a certain mountain?
These problems are not the most important at the moment. How to open the gate of the mausoleum is the key. Otherwise, the paper-bound general must be solved first. Obviously, this is not possible.
The gate of the mausoleum was tightly closed. There was no looseness on the dark door, just like a blocked stone. It seemed that the door was not intended to be opened a second time.
Feng Er's eyes were dull. He had never seen such a horrifyingly large mausoleum before, and he had no idea about the mausoleum gate.
Feng Yu stretched out his hand and touched it. The palace door was freezing cold, and the three of them were turned away like ants.
Zhang Xiuxian muttered to himself, "My dear, this one is more powerful than the Soviet military bunkers. Can this thing be blown open?"
Feng Er immediately cursed: "Blow it up, this kind of mausoleum is unique in the world. With this scale, ordinary imperial mausoleums are dwarfed by the big witches. If you dare to blow up this place, you will be the historical sinner of her mother!"