Chapter 136: Genting Temple · Game

I looked at Chen Pi Asi ’s expression, and suddenly felt bad. The old guy came all the way and kept mumbling. He only said a few words at a critical time. There was never an annoyed expression, but now, obviously he is Really furious.
The Chinese monk also noticed this and got nervous, and asked, "Master, what's going on?"
Chen Pi'a's face was very ugly. He said to us: "The dragon vein here has made hands and feet. This three-headed old dragon is fake, and the direction of the dragon head is wrong!"
There was a chuckle in my heart, and I quickly took out my north arrow to see it. Sure enough, no matter how I turned it, the pointer was pointing to the black stone turtle. Obviously, this strange thing was extremely magnetic.
I immediately understood the meaning of Chen Pi A Si: looking at the Feng Shui veins, the orientation is very important. Just now, Chen Pi A Si relied on this compass to match the compass in his heart to determine the direction and orientation of the dragon vein, but here Buried with a magnet carving, such a large volume, when we are near this mountain, the north and south directions in the north arrow will definitely be affected, then the basis he used to judge the direction of the dragon veins is completely wrong!
The pattern of the three-headed dragon was judged on the premise of this error, and it must be fake!
That is to say, this is not a faucet at all. What Kunlun tire, the huge ice dome outside, has no theoretical basis for existence, it is an illusion! All are psychological hints that lead us into this trap!
Wang Canghai must have thought of the people who could come here in the future, and he must have considerable feng shui attainments, so he has already made preparations. When we had not entered the mausoleum and had not raised our vigilance, we had already entered his suit.
I suddenly felt a feeling of powerlessness, Kunlun tire, ice dome, such a clever design, turned out to be just a trap! Wang Zanghai really has a deep understanding of tomb robbing. I have always ridiculed those architects who believe in feng shui. Feng shui did not bring any shame to the owner of the tomb, but instead pointed out an invisible direction for the tomb thief, but we have committed the same Mistakes made a tough stance for an ancient person.
Is now playing against a person who has been dead for hundreds of years. As a result, we gave the general before the first game started.
Fat man and Pan Zi didn't understand yet. I explained the matter to them. The fat man was not very convinced and said, "Impossible, how could there be such a big magnet at that time?"
I sighed: "This stone turtle must have been carved out of a magnetic meteorite. The value of this thing is extraordinary, but Wang Zanghai used it to press down the tomb. Now. "
"I fuck, it's impossible." The fat man still refused to believe, saying, "Here is so regular cultivation ---"
Having said that he also realized that the building system of this palace is indeed formal, but there are no necessities in the palace. In fact, we have discovered the flaws long ago, but no one thought that the entire spiritual palace would be a trap, just because his system was too formal.
Chen Pi'a looked so blue, he didn't speak, but just stared at the rock turtle with terrible eyes.
The Chinese monk and I were there, and it was completely over. This time, our food was definitely not enough to turn to Sansheng Mountain. This time we might have to go back to the mountain village to make supplies. Several of the injuries were very large. It is estimated that you have to take time to rest after returning to the village. This time will not be lost. Aning and they will arrive even if they walk slowly.
I do n’t know the purpose of these arrangements for Sanshu yet, but no matter from what angle, we are already in a disadvantage. Thinking of this, people can't help but have some irritability. In fact, no one is responsible for this matter, but when people encounter setbacks, it is always good for someone to be the culprit, otherwise the fire has nowhere to go, so there is depression. The faces of other people are not pretty, but now there is no way.
The fat guys were a bit discouraged and said, "Forget it, then we will go back, but we are going the wrong way. Let's go out and come back again. Anin and they are just a few people. It's impossible to ship all the things out. , And the ocean is easy to pick up! "
As soon as I heard that his mind was full of disrespect, he suddenly gave birth to an unknown career fire, sneered and shook his head and said, "You know what, the third uncle almost sacrificed his business to slow down Anin's progress, but we are still slow Shoot, if you go back and come back, I do n’t know how much to drop for them, the third uncle might be fierce. You only know the Mingqi, do n’t care about anything, do n’t bark here.

The fat man was not happy when he heard it, and he wanted to choke me when he broke his mouth. Ye Cheng held him: "Okay, okay, now is not the time to quarrel."
The atmosphere was very embarrassing at once. The fat man shook Ye Cheng, scolded, and walked to the side to smoke.
The Chinese monk waved his hand and said, "Everyone feels uncomfortable after taking a trip. Now the main reason is to find a way to remedy. Let's calm down and think about what to do."
The fat man said: "What remedy, I think it doesn't matter, such a big magnetic pestle is here, anyone who comes here will be foolish, you dare to say that Anin's group of people did not win the trick, maybe their positions are all wrong, Now the border defense has been made into honeycomb coal. We should touch it here, take away everything we can take, and then return at the fastest speed, reorganize the equipment under the mountain, and do n’t waste time. Since we have already taken the trick, What if you do n’t face reality?

I know that the fat man is actually right. Maybe we still have to go back to the same way as he said in the end, but now his argument is unpopular here.
Pan Zi shook his head immediately: "It's easy to say, if you want to go back the same way now, are you sure you can go back? Even if you know the way, we have gone for a day, your thick skin is not tired, we can't eat it. Even if you want to go back, it must be tomorrow morning. The worry of the younger grandfather makes sense. If you delay the time, the deployment of the third grandfather will be in vain. "
The fat man went crazy immediately when he heard it: "Sanyesanye, Sanye! Your fuckin's even the old vagrant is thinking about nothing, what dick? Why do I have to mix fat man? Come to your housework, Lao Tzu is here to touch the artifact. His mother doesn't care anymore. I touched it and walked by myself. You will go to die with the shadowy old ghost. "
Talking about the fat man pulled up his bag, lit the flashlight, and walked back to the corridor. But after only two steps, the dull oil bottle stopped in front of him, preventing him from continuing to walk.
The fat man was a little taboo about the stagnant oil bottle, it was not good for him, but he was not good enough to ask, "What are you doing, don't stop the fat man from making money for me."
The oil bottle said: "Don't you find it strange? When we got here, it seemed that our emotions were very anxious, and even Wu Xie got angry."
As soon as the oil bottle said, the fat man was stunned, and immediately turned his head to look at me. Everyone's face changed, and I groaned. Yeah, the unnamed industry fire just happened suddenly, and it did n’t make any sense. I do n’t know why, suddenly there was a kind of irritability coming out of my heart. The fat man used to be like this one before. I ’ve heard it all, why am I so crazy, this is not my character!
In my way of doing things, even if someone really does n’t listen, I would n’t squeeze him on this occasion, and the fat man ’s reaction just now was too great.
Is it really affecting the surrounding environment? I turned my head to look around. It was dark on all four sides. The flashlight shone through. Only a few of our flashlights were bright in the whole dark space. The darkness in other places surrounded us like black mist, which was very depressed.
But repression is repression, I feel that this is not the source of Momin anxiety.
"What's going on? It seems that I was really a bit evil, and suddenly got angry." The fat man also woke up and asked the oil bottle.
The dull oil bottle said to us: "I don't know, but I think it's not just a magnet. It must be calm now. You haven't argued just now. Since it's a trap here," he paused: " Wang Zanghai spent so much effort to set up here, since we can let us in, I think we may not be able to go out. "
The restlessness in my heart suddenly reappeared. When I thought of the stuffy oil bottle, I pressed down my anger and said, "What now?"
The dull oil bottle didn't speak, just glanced at Chen Pi Asi, who also glanced at him.
The dull oil bottle said: "Since it's already in the set, we can only take one step at a time. It is too early to conclude whether we can go out, but in any case, we must destroy this turtle and search here. I ’m sure there will never be the same thing again, otherwise we will be the same several times. "
Everyone glared at the tortoise, and apparently never hated this animal more than now.
The big magnet shattered, it only became a small magnet, and it still affects the north arrow. To completely eliminate magnetism, only use fire.
We took out the fuel from the smokeless stove and poured it on the tortoise. Then the fat man lit a cigarette, took a sip and threw it in, and the fire burned. The heat of the smokeless stove fuel was extremely large, and we felt hot at once. The air wave blasted over.
The Chinese monk took out the north arrow and watched the pointer inside turn. Soon the tortoise turned red, and even the bricks around it were red. We all took the opportunity to lean against the brick pit to warm up.
There is no wood that can be burned, and it is burned out quickly with high-purity fuel. About half a cigarette, only hot bricks and red turtles are left underneath.
"How is it?" I asked the monk Hua, and when I looked over, I saw that the pointer was no longer pointing at the turtle, and the magnetism had disappeared.
He took the compass and walked around a few times to make sure that there were no other magnets in the ground before he nodded and said.
It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Since it is a trap, we no longer have nostalgia. Several people packed it up. I thought about what the oil bottle said: If we can let us in, we may not be able to go out. Will we have changed after we entered this harem? What unknowable changes are waiting for us?
There were a few bad pictures flashing in my head, and they were immediately rejected. Now it is just speculation, there is no need to scare yourself, just one step at a time.
However, my hunch was always surprisingly accurate when we were heading down. When we were about to re-enter the hallway, suddenly, I did n’t know from which corner of the apse there was a series of "Kala Kala" voices.
The sound of "Kala Kala" was very crisp and very harsh. We all heard it, and we stopped immediately and turned to look. The sound did not stop, but continued. I listened for a while and found out that it came from the brick pit we burned.
We heard something strange in our hearts. We walked back carefully, and when we looked at the probe, we saw that the turtle at the bottom of the pit was cracked, and a lot of cracks spread on the turtle shell.
At the same time we saw a strange black gas floating out of the crack. The speed is very fast, and it instantly expands into the air, like a giant mollusk, squeezed out of the turtle.
Then, the black gas was connected with the darkness above the head, and it kept creeping, looking at the shape, similar to the black totem we saw in the outside hall just now.
"This is ── Longevity!" The fat man shouted pale.
"Don't be scary." Monk Hua said, "Maybe this turtle is hollow, and it expands and contracts, and it cracks. Something inside is burnt."
The fat man changed his color and said: "Hollow? Will the black smoke be poisonous?"
"It shouldn't be, without this first-" The Chinese monk didn't finish talking, and the dull oil bottle suddenly made a silent gesture, letting us not speak.
I made his movements come out with cold sweat, covered my mouth, and everyone held their breath, looked around, and wanted to know what happened.
I turned my head around and heard my heart pounding, like drumming, but there was nothing strange around it, but I heard it. In this extremely quiet apse, in addition to the crackling sound of the stone turtle, there is a very very A slight rustling sound, I don't know where it came from.
I listened for a long time, and I did n’t hear what the sound was. I could n’t even feel its position. It seemed that the sound directly entered my brain. The spirit palace is inside the ice dome, and it ’s impossible to be blown by the wind. This sound Certainly not the wind. The black smoke above became thicker and thicker, and the rustling sound became more and more dense. Soon, this sound came from all directions, and people heard itching all over.
The face of the dull oil bottle became more and more ugly. He turned around and looked at the black gas accumulating on his head, and said to himself: "There is something in the smoke!"
The monk Hua listened to the rustling voice and looked at the stone turtle again. It seemed to realize something, and his complexion suddenly changed: "This smoke is insect incense jade! There is insect incense jade in the turtle! Wang Zanghai wants us to die . "
"What is Chongxiangyu?" I asked.
No one answered me, but I knew I would know soon that the dull oil bottle pointed to the straight lying on the side of the coffin bed, motioned Lang Feng to carry him on the back, and then pointed to the front corridor: "Run, don't look back! Do n’t stop when something falls on you, go out, hurry up!