Dragon Ancestor wandered a few steps in front of the stone wall and said, "Since I can't see, I can't know the locations of these eight doors. Brother Jin San, you have to mark them out for me."
Brother Jin Sange thought for a while, took out two incense sticks from his backpack, divided each incense stick into four sections, and placed them gently in front of the eight doors: "This is the location."
Longzu lowered his head and looked. According to the position placed by Brother Jin, the eight gates were four to four opposite. He frowned and said, "It's a bit tricky. If the eight gates are arranged according to the Bagua positions, I can easily calculate the birth.
The position of the door. But the person who set up the formation just placed the door flat, which went beyond the inherent routine of Qimen Dunjia itself, making it difficult for people to make a judgment."
Taro was a little anxious and said: "Then... what should we do? Otherwise, let's just choose a door and leave."
Xingfang also said: "What Brother Taro said is a good idea. Think about it, there are eight doors here, and only one is the door of death. It is almost impossible for us to choose the door of death. Going out from other doors is not the same.
Is there an opportunity to break through the formation?"
"No." Long Zu immediately denied it.
"Why not?"
"Among the eight gates, only the 'Open Gate', 'Hugh Gate', and 'Sheng Gate' are auspicious gates, and the others are either ominous or contain ominous elements. If you enter the Injury Gate, you will be seriously injured, and you will be carried with you in the tomb.
Serious injury is equivalent to death. Picking one at random is too risky and I don’t think it’s appropriate.”
When Long Zu said this, everyone else frowned and did not dare to speak out.
Jiro said: "It's not just that I'm trapped. I thought there was a way out, but the result is still the same."
Brother Jin scolded: "It really hurts to stand and talk. You two brothers have done nothing but cause trouble, and you still talk sarcastically here. It's really ridiculous! If you have the ability, just choose a door and go in
Forget it! If you choose the door of death, don’t blame us!"
Dalang said: "Dwarf! Say it again!"
"I just said it today!"
Long Zu stopped between the two people and said: "Stop! Can you calm down! If you do this, you will play into the hands of the person who set up the formation. He will let everyone kill each other without spending a single soldier. Think about it carefully, if
We all die here, who will be the beneficiary! If you want to get out alive, stop arguing!"
This question of Long Zu is indeed a question worth thinking about. But when everyone calmed down and thought about it, they felt even more scared.
If everyone died here, who would benefit? The happiest person would probably be the owner of the tomb. But who is the owner of the tomb? It is Nuwa... This tomb is the tomb of Nuwa. To put it bluntly, this underground palace is just for commemoration.
Nuwa was so early that she didn’t even have half a body inside...
So who is behind all this?
Wouldn't it be enough to place some ordinary mechanisms in a tomb? Who has gone to great lengths to set up the Qimen Dunjia Formation, and also placed barriers to block the gods...
"Brother Jin, can you clearly see what is in these doors?" Long Zu asked.
Brother Jin Sange stood in front of these doors and looked inside carefully for a few times and said, "You can't see clearly, the light doesn't seem to shine in at all. No matter how you look at it, it's just pitch black."
"It doesn't matter what's in it, let's just try it." Tiesheng took a steamed bun out of his bag and poured the remaining yellow urine in the water bag into the steamed bun.