At this time, Chen Zhi had no interest in where he was or whether there was any danger around him. The death of the parrot caused his tense nerves to collapse. He just walked forward numbly, as if he had no soul.
It's like a walking corpse. I don't know whether I am seeking life or death at this moment.
The face of the parrot before it died kept lingering in front of his eyes, and his mind was confused. He felt that Fat Wei and Guidao must also be dead, everyone was dead, and now he was the only one left in the world.
, wandering in this strange divine realm. This feeling of extreme loneliness gave him the urge to commit suicide.
He just staggered along the scent and walked to the open door, only to find that he had unknowingly walked into the interior of the mountain. There was a void here with rock walls everywhere, and only one open door stood.
There. And this door is actually just a small door in another huge door. This is a door with a double-layer structure. The small door is part of the door and is located at the bottom. The door is so high that you can see
There is no top, and the small door is about five or six meters high.
This door is made of a thick wooden panel with black lacquer on the surface. The overall feeling is very dazzling. There are some strange lines painted on it with red and gold paint. It looks like a man and a woman.
Individuals hugging each other, the lines are simple and majestic, giving a feeling of weight and majesty, very similar to the style of the huge coffin I saw in the mirror before.
When Chen Zhi walked into the door in a daze, he found that in addition to the aroma of the sacred bones, there was also a refreshing light fragrance in the air, which felt like mint, which made Chen Zhi's mind clearer.
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When Chen Zhi came out, he was still carrying the treasure bag, and there was still some water in the kettle inside. After Chen Zhi took out the kettle and drank a few sips of water, he felt that his mind was much clearer and his eyes were no longer blurry. He carefully asked
She looked around the room and found that the temperature in the room was very low, and there was a cold wind blowing. Although the room was very dark and she could not see the area, she could feel that the space here was very large. There were still some in the darkness.
The very weak light cast an extremely huge shadow directly in front of Chen Zhi.
Chen Zhi turned on the searchlight next to his ear and walked slowly into the darkness. He quickly identified what the huge shadow in front of him was.
It was an extremely huge coffin lying silently in the darkness. It looked exactly like the image in the mirror. This huge room was the main tomb in the image in the mirror. But I didn't feel it in the mirror, and I didn't feel it in reality.
I thought it would be so huge.
"Is that the sacred coffin of the Nine-tailed Sky Fox?" Chen Zhi thought slowly in his mind and continued to move forward.
The size of the giant coffin was equivalent to that of a six- or seven-story high-rise building. It was laid horizontally from north to south. It was an indescribable shock. If you hadn't looked at it in a mirror, you wouldn't have been able to see it clearly at all.
You wouldn't think it was a coffin, you would definitely think it was a building standing in the darkness ahead.
Chen Zhi walked forward in the darkness for more than half an hour before he walked near the giant coffin. Here, he could no longer see the outline of the coffin at all, only seeing a huge shadow rising into the darkness.
.The stone-carved tomb bed under the coffin is more than two meters high, much higher than Chen Zhi's head. It is carved with extremely delicate patterns of auspicious clouds, as well as some stone-carved patterns of human foxes with weird bodies and pointed faces. The carving techniques are very good.
Ingenuity.
Chen Zhi took the searchlight off his ears and raised it to shine on the coffin above.
Under the weak light, Chen Zhi saw that the surface of the coffin was covered with a layer of bright paint, with a gold and red totem pattern printed on it. It still depicted the strange ancient pattern of men and women. The wood was made of that kind of paint.
It is an extremely thick color with a delicate and soft texture. It is watery inside, as if it contains black blood.
This kind of wood is very rare, even legendary. It is a sacred tree in ancient legends - Dachun.
"Zhuangzi? Xiaoyaoyou" described this kind of tree, "In ancient times, there was a sacred tree called Chun, and eight thousand years was spring and eight thousand years was autumn. There were spirits inside, neither birth nor death, nor illusion nor destruction.
The body of the spirit can be wrapped around it."
That is to say, this kind of sacred tree itself contains life, and only the bodies of gods are suitable to be decorated and buried with this kind of wood, and this kind of sacred tree can make the soul live forever and never perish.
But legends are legends after all. This kind of divine object has only been recorded in ancient books and has never been seen in the human world.
The soft light just now shone over again, and the light flickered, right near here. Chen Zhi followed the direction of the coffin, walked north for a while, and quickly found the source of the fire.
It turns out that there is a stone altar on the north side of the coffin. The altar is less than one and a half meters high and nearly ten meters wide. There are two huge candlesticks on it, and in the middle, there is an extremely huge statue.
Lingpai.
The Chinese people have been accustomed to placing spiritual tablets in ancestral halls for thousands of years in their sacrificial culture, but it is rare to see spiritual tablets placed near coffins.
A spiritual tablet refers to a memorial tablet that is temporarily set up after a person's death to worship their ancestors. On it is written the surname, official title, etc. of the person in the coffin, such as the honorific title such as Ji Xian Kao, etc., to show respect for the deceased.
The firelight on the huge candle burned very brightly, illuminating the entire spiritual tablet very clearly.
The tablet can be more than three meters high. It is dark and thick as a whole. It is surrounded by a circle of wood carvings. The carvings are circles of humanoid women intertwined with each other. Their faces are weird, more like humans than foxes. They look a bit scary. The carvings are extremely exquisite.
A huge spiritual tablet stands in front of the huge coffin, and there is an indescribable grandeur and mystery in the darkness.
In the middle of the spiritual tablet is a long green jade board, with a row of large characters engraved on it. The brushwork is ancient and strange, as if it were a painting. But it is written in ancient Qin fonts. Those words are, "The reason is to show the power of the fox ancestor and the Wuhou Shang"
The divine concubine Bixia Yuanjun, the saint of Dongyue, has the position of Su family."
This large string of words was sealed with two-tone gold and silver paint. The gold shimmered and the silver was delicate. It didn't look old. But for some reason, Chen Zhi felt that this huge spiritual tablet didn't look like something that should exist in this world.
It's like falling from another dimension.
Right in front of the spirit tablet, there were two wooden stands holding a glittering golden scroll. The scroll looked very familiar, just like the Royal Blood Edict that Chen Zhi found in the fox cave.
"Is that another imperial edict? It was sent to the Nine-tailed Sky Fox? What is written in it?" Chen Zhi stood in front of the altar blankly, thinking wildly in his mind, as if his brain was short-circuited.
At this time, a hand suddenly stretched out from the darkness below the altar and grabbed Chen Zhi's ankle.
Chen Zhi was startled, but did not cry out. He stumbled backwards and almost fell down, reaching out to touch the knife.
"Shh! Don't shout, it's me."
A familiar voice came, and a head emerged from the darkness. It was Fat Wei.
The moment Chen Zhi saw Fat Wei, a mixture of joy and sorrow immediately came over him. He felt an urge to cry and said loudly.
"Why are you here? I thought you were dead! Where have you been? Where is the knife?"
"Shh! Don't talk! Don't talk!"
Fatty said in an anxious voice, "He crawled out from the darkness, covered Chen Zhi's mouth, and dragged Chen Zhi under the altar.
A piece of cloth hangs in front of the altar, covering the lower part of the altar.
"Don't make a sound," Fat Wei whispered in Chen Zhi's ear, "I fell here when I came in through the mirror. The ghost sword disappeared in a flash. I don't know where he is now.
I've been hiding down here, you must stop talking now, that thing will come back soon."
"What?" Chen Zhi asked in surprise.
At this moment, a sound of footsteps came from a distance. The sound of the footsteps was strange and getting closer and closer.