The Lost of Guide Chapter 39: Dim yellow oil lamp means the evil spirits have retreated
Feng Er cursed while holding a green oil lamp on the door to find a way to open it.
"I didn't expect that the scale of the imperial mausoleum in Guide City is so large. It's really unprecedented. My ancestors of the Feng family built the imperial mausoleum. I, the Guanshan Taibao, feel ashamed of this kind of design. Today, we are the ones who were dragged to see it by the paper guards.
Lord Yama, you can’t blow up this place.”
Feng Er made it clear. After so many years of tomb robbing, although he has become an out-and-out native master, his ancestral heritage cannot be lost. How can he not be filled with emotion when seeing such a magnificent underground mausoleum?
Feng Yu and Zhang Xiuxian also came to the door to find a way to open the door. The situation was urgent and the door of the mausoleum was too huge. It was impossible to find a way out for a while.
And General Zhizha was already outside Linggong Street. The pardon order on Guide Mansion had some effect after all. Paper flowers were flying all over the sky around General Zhizha, with the shadow of evil spirits floating around.
There are many, but they are all crowded under the amnesty order, and none of them can exceed it.
Zhang Manyue quickly looked up at the huge mausoleum gate and said, "Climb in from the pillars. There is a road up here."
Feng Yu glanced at the pillar on the door. It should be made of stone. It was so smooth that there was no point of strength. How could he climb up? Isn't this just a dream? Looking back, he remembered that when he was in the underground river, Zhang Manyue inserted a knife into the stone wall.
The scene of climbing up suddenly felt dramatic.
Zhang Xiuxian asked: "How to get up this doorpost?"
But Zhang Manyue rushed to the pillar, climbed onto the huge door pillar in two steps, took out the black knife, inserted it into the stone door pillar with a clang, and then continued to climb up until he saw
Her figure was nowhere to be seen, leaving only a little green firelight, which was illuminated by the lantern hanging on her waist.
Zhang Manyue's speed was so fast that Feng Yu seemed to feel that there was nothing in the world that could stop Zhang Manyue's path. Such good skills could not be achieved in a day.
"That thief Taoist priest can have such a descendant, Feng Mou apologizes." Feng Er said this, as if he was referring to Feng Yu, and the atmosphere was difficult to understand.
Feng Er then looked towards the streets outside the Mausoleum. The Zhizhao General no longer seemed to be doing a strange dance, but was staring straight at a few people with two burning green eyes. The Zhizhao Man no longer went towards the Mausoleum Palace.
As he got closer, the oil lamp Feng held in his hand began to flicker erratically, sometimes brighter and sometimes dim, sometimes green, and sometimes dark purple. The scene was very strange and difficult to understand.
Feng Er felt that the situation was not good, but there was no other way. They were at a dead end, and it was impossible to run again. In desperation, he looked for useful things in his backpack, but he couldn't find any useful things. There was only an unknown bag.
The rice left behind when I went to the Buddhist temple. This rice was taken from the incense burner. The incense burner has been enshrined in front of the Buddha statue all year round. It is filled with incense and scriptures. It should have some miraculous effects on evil spirits.
But this rice was really rare, so Feng Er didn't hesitate, opened the bag and threw a handful of it out.
Sure enough, the rice enshrined in front of the Buddha has a deterrent effect on this evil spirit. A handful of rice flew out and fell on the paper-punched person, which directly beat him into paper scraps.
Feng Er wanted to grab another handful, but there wasn't much rice, so he bottomed out after just the second handful. If he could delay it for a while, Feng Er's handful of rice was thrown over a very large area, and he finally threw it out together with the bag.
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Zhang Manyue had been climbing up the doorpost for some time. She threw down a rope from above and asked several people to climb up the rope.
Feng Yu felt that this scene seemed familiar. It was like this in the underground river before, and it was still like this now. Zhang Xiuxian didn't say much, grabbed the rope and climbed up. He didn't want to face the creepy paper for a second.
It's done.
Zhang Xiuxian served as a soldier. He climbed ropes very quickly and lost sight of people in a flash. In this regard, he was just like his uncle Lu Guangcheng. Although everyone was afraid of death, Zhang Xiuxian's speed was definitely the speed of escaping for his life.
"Yu, come up quickly. Second uncle, I will come to the rear."
Feng Yu didn't dare to hesitate, grabbed the rope and climbed up, while Feng Er followed closely below.
In the distance, Zhizha will see several people climbing up the door, losing his arrogance. Perhaps what he is afraid of is the pardon order on the plaque of Guide Mansion. Guide Mansion is a place where evil spirits cannot approach. The owner of the tomb has outlined such a huge
A pardon order was placed here. He must not want outside things to disturb his path to becoming an immortal.
The doorpost was slippery and difficult to pull on. If you wanted to go up, you had to rely on the friction of the rope. After going up for about thirty or forty meters, the color of the oil lamp on the second seal changed back to dim yellow. This also heralded the return of the surrounding environment.
It's normal. Not to mention that what happens when the oil lamp turns green is strange and difficult to understand. The evil spirit like this is very scary to people just talking about it.
Feng Er felt a little relieved when he saw that Zhizhajiang was no longer around. He relied on skills to fight back and forth in Guanshan. When had he fought against the evil spirits in the tomb? This time, it was entirely due to the blessing of his ancestors. It was precisely for this reason.
Only then did Feng Er see the true appearance of Guide Palace Mausoleum.
Feng Yu didn't talk much. He was very tired from climbing. He couldn't see Zhang Xiuxian's shadow upwards. Below him, his second uncle was driving him upwards, without even a chance to rest and catch his breath.
I don't know how far the rope goes up to the end. This is the first time that Feng Yu has a feeling of hatred for a wealthy family. He thinks that this family is too advanced. It cannot be such a defense against thieves. Everything must be paid attention to.
Isn't this a principle? A huge door like a mountain lies across the ground. This is not according to common sense.
Feng Yu was very thoughtful, so he followed Feng Qing on this point. He thought carefully, this huge door was thirty to fifty meters high, even if Zhang Manyue could climb up, the rope would not be that long.
Seeing that I had climbed nearly thirty meters, I thought that I was almost at the end.
Guide City has returned to calm, there is no wind, there are no people stuck with paper, and the streets are as quiet as death. It is hard to imagine that there is such a magnificent mausoleum underground, and thousands of people are buried in Guide City.
With so many people, the design and construction of the entire imperial mausoleum can be regarded as an unprecedented feat.
What has been troubling Feng Er is the secret of the Dragon Language Picture. Er Linzi's life was involved ten years ago. Could the Dragon Language Picture brought out from the ancient tomb really have any connection with this place? Are Zhang Manyue's words true or false?
How many points?
At this point, Feng Er was ordered to come to Guide City. It was no longer for Zhang Dashuai. This was a matter involving the Feng family. In order to find out what was going on, Feng Er had no choice.
After climbing up for about ten meters, the rope on the doorpost reached the end. There was a gap in the huge mausoleum door. This place should be the door axis. Does such a huge door need a door axis? Is this door really like this before?
It can be opened? It’s incredible.
The gap in the door shaft was opened by someone using a tool. It was just big enough for one person to pass through. Zhang Manyue obviously didn't have time to do such a thing. The traces of the opening were discolored with time. It was definitely not caused by recent changes.
Seeing this, Feng Er was still under the rope. There was no other reason. There was only one possibility. Someone else had been to this place before, but how did Zhang Manyue know about this gap?
