At this time, Wu Dazhi just wanted the mermaid to appear quickly so that he could tell her that he had found the body of the immortal. He thought in his heart. A miracle happened in the next second, and a burst of ethereal singing sounded.
Along with the singing, there was light ahead. When Zhou Zijing saw the light, he ran forward regardless of whether there was any danger ahead.
Chu Yu and Wu Dazhi were confused for a moment, but finally chose to escape. In the silent central square of the underground palace, apart from the ethereal singing, there were three voices hurriedly running away.
He didn't know how long he ran, but Wu Dazhi finally looked at the scene. The end of the light was not the entrance of the cave, but a copper door. The light came in through the crack in the door.
Wu Dazhi pushed the door with his hands. It felt very heavy, but no matter what, they couldn't push it.
"Dazhi, it seems that the door is locked from the outside. What should I do?!" When Zhou Zijing spoke, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of the black jade coffin breaking behind him.
Chu Yu was not in a hurry. He lay down at the crack of the door and took a look. There was a temple outside, but it looked a little shabby for some reason.
Suddenly, Chu Yu shouted loudly: "There is someone! There is someone!"
After hearing Chu Yu's words, Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing did not dare to neglect. They shouted loudly and kept shaking the bronze door, hoping to attract the attention of outsiders.
Hard work paid off, and finally God did not intend to give up on saving Wu Dazhi and the others, and the people outside the door finally heard their cry for help.
"Hurry and open the door for us!" Wu Dazhi shouted again at the top of his lungs.
Finally, the person outside the door responded and just listened to his writing: "Where do you come from? Is it the earth or the underworld?!"
When Wu Dazhi heard the outsider say such words, he knew in his heart that he must be aware of the danger involved.
"We are human beings. We came here to find someone, an archaeological team. Unexpectedly, we didn't find the person, and instead we encountered difficulties!"
The people outside the door were a little surprised when they heard that they were looking for the archaeological team, and then asked uncertainly: "Are you Wu Dazhi?"
Wu Dazhi quickly said yes, yes at the door.
Hearing Wu Dazhi's admission, the people outside the door began to curse:
"Damn it, little bastards, you finally showed up. It's been almost four days, and you can't see anyone alive or dead!"
People outside were scolding my mother, but they didn't listen to the work at hand. I only heard a crash, the sound of metal colliding.
Within a few minutes, the door opened in response, but it was not opened wide, but opened a small crack, and three people filed out, slumped in front of the sun.
The person who opened the door hurriedly locked the door when he saw Wu Dazhi and three others coming out.
The moment the person opened the door closed the door, Wu Dazhi turned around and saw a beautiful mermaid, holding an immortal in his arms, with a face full of happiness, disappearing into the air little by little.
Shu Luping, dressed in gorgeous clothes, appeared closely behind them, with a melancholy look on his face. Wu Dazhi understood that it was the feeling of loss that her long-cherished wish in her life had not been fulfilled.
But sometimes, no matter how people try to defeat the world, it is impossible. At a certain moment, people are the dust of history. Whether you want it or not, this result has not changed.
"Little brother, stop looking!" Just when Wu Dazhi was lost in thought, the person who opened the door pushed Wu Dazhi and said worriedly:
"You are lucky to have walked out of it. You must know that many people have mistakenly entered the restricted area of Taizu Mausoleum from ancient times to the present and never came out again!"
"Who are you?" Although he couldn't sense the unfriendliness of the person who opened the door, Wu Dazhi still asked cautiously.
"Dazhi, I see you are nervous. Old Dong is a good person!" Zhou Zijing said with a disapproving look, as if he was very familiar with Old Dong.
"It's okay!" Faced with Wu Dazhi's caution, Lao Dong did not show any dissatisfaction, but shook his head slightly: "I am the guardian of the tomb here, and I have been living here since my ancestors!"
Tomb-keeper? Wu Dazhi was not sure whether to believe what Old Dong said, but there was no one else in front of him, so he had no choice but to believe it.
"Do you know the archaeological team that came here before?" Wu Dazhi suddenly thought that Lao Dong opened the door because he heard him talking about the archaeological team, and knew that this person must know something.
Lao Dong was not in a hurry to answer Wu Dazhi's words. He just led them to the Eight Immortals table in the courtyard where he lived, gave them a cup of good tea, and grabbed a handful of wild melons and fruits unique to the mountain from the table and handed them to Wu Dazhi.
Three people.
Zhou Zijing was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. This little food was not enough to fill his stomach, so he scratched his head in embarrassment and said with a smile:
"I said, Old Dong, can you give us some good food? How can this thing fill our stomachs? Isn't it nonsense?!"
As soon as Zhou Zijing finished speaking, he saw a little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old walking in the distance. It turned out that Old Dong did not live here alone. Back then, he met an orphan at the foot of the mountain. Seeing how pitiful he was, he took her away.
After arriving on the mountain, ten years have passed. The little girl back then has now become a beautiful girl.
It's just that this girl seemed a little afraid of strangers. She was holding a dog that looked like a Satsuma in her arms and stood there but didn't dare to move.
When Zhou Zijing saw the beauty, he became happy. While waving to the girl, he happily said to the old Dong:
"I said, Old Dong, you are very lucky to have such a pretty little girl here. You are quite fashionable, and you actually got her a Satsuma. That thing costs a lot of money!"
Zhou Zijing didn't notice anything unusual, but that didn't mean Wu Dazhi didn't see anything wrong either. He stared at the "Satsuma" in the girl's arms and felt that it looked very familiar.
While greeting Wu Dazhi and the others, Old Dong waved to the girl: "Lanzi, come here quickly and prepare some food for them. They are all starving!"
"Wait a minute!" Faced with Lao Dong's enthusiasm, Wu Dazhi stretched out his hand and signaled Lanzi to stop cooking in a hurry. He had something to ask:
"Why do the things in Lanzi's arms look so familiar to me? Where did the archaeological team that came before go?"
Perhaps because of worry, Wu Dazhi's tone at this time was very bad. When he asked the old director such a question, his face became unhappy. Zhou Zijing sat aside, thinking that Wu Dazhi's words had made the old director unhappy.
I want to come out and smooth things over.
Before the words came out of his mouth, Lao Dong's words scared him back.
"You can see it too?!" After a long silence, Lao Dong finally said, "What Lanzi is holding in his hand is the fox you are looking for!"
This sentence seemed to have magic power, nailing Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing firmly to the spot. For a moment, neither of them knew what to say. They could only blink and carefully observe the person in front of them.
Before careful observation, the two of them really saw a lot of problems. The old Dong was wearing the famous Khitan costume, and it was hard to tell how old he was.
"Tell me clearly, that guy Hu Xue is a good guy, why did he become like this?!" Zhou Zijing calmed down and quit. Regardless of what happened, he stepped forward and grabbed Lao Dong's hand.