Chapter 161: High Priest-Xuanyuan Lingyin

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Below the dirt, there is a very long plaque. The original words are not clear anymore, but I can see a "car" side by side.
Could it be ...
An idea suddenly appeared in my heart, but my heart told me that my thought at the moment was correct.
Think for no reason.
I swallowed, feeling hairy behind my back, and hesitated a little hesitantly: "You never thought about this. Could this be the old site called Xuanyuan's?"
I pointed at the plaque that had fallen to the ground and couldn't help rubbing the hairs that had stood up on my arm, and said.
Chris frowned, and lifted the plaque as a whole without saying a word. The hole in the bottom black hole immediately made us all stuck in place.
A weird wind blew out of the hole, and hit my face directly.
How come there is such a big hole here?
The metal pointer on Solomon's disc was shaking quickly, and I always felt it would break at any moment.
"Let's go down," Anxuan suggested, but I could see that he was not in a good mood at the moment, and an unknown light flashed in the eyes of the hole.
"Rong Hua, I think your guess is correct."
Chris stood up calmly, looking unaffected by the wind, and said calmly, his voice was full of power: "It seems this cemetery used to be where the Xuanyuan family was."
"Do any of you know this family? The relevant information and information will do."
He looked at us and asked, and I shook his head: "I don't know anything, Xuanyuan ... Would you like to check it online?"
Anxuan is already searching quickly with a mobile phone, but most of the entries displayed on the Internet have nothing to do with the family.
Even if there were one or two of them, they were mostly fake and artificial, and none of them was connected with this cemetery.
Chris also called and asked what was going on there. The moment he hung up, he looked at us and said, "The owner didn't tell us this hole before."
"There is no indication of Xuanyuan's. This plaque has not been opened. It seems that they performed the ritual in the cemetery, but they failed."
"If you want to know the truth, this hole, we have to go down."
I glanced at the ghost and said in my heart not to be afraid, not to worry that would be impossible.
Even though there are no evil spirits here, I haven't forgotten that this is a cemetery.
Maybe under this dark hole, there is a grave buried with bones, and I realize that I don't have the courage to face these dead things.
The sag didn't force me, and asked, "Otherwise you stay on it."
what? Am I alone? Leave me alone
This time, I was even more reluctant. The ogre saw my thoughts and touched my head with a smile. "Silly Huaer, of course I will accompany you, and the two of them will go down."
I heard here that the scene of Grandpa An's hospitalization appeared in my mind. That pale face was full of fatigue and morbidity. I thought that Grandpa An's strength was actually very strong, but I was also hit so hard.
In case ... in case Anxuan and Chris didn't settle down ... Segui stayed with me to accompany me, they would lose a guarantee of safety.
Forget it, I finally got up the courage, took a deep breath, and said, "Let's go together." Chris smiled charmingly on his face: "Don't look down on us."
It's not that I look down, it's that I don't want to see any more injuries.
Moreover, this man named Chris has a somewhat inextricable relationship with Anjia. What really happened, how did Anjia explain to the David family on the countertop.
Maybe I'm really too scared, but I think my concerns must be right.
After thinking about it, I still chose to go with them.
After all, there are three people plus one ghost, and more people are more powerful, naturally it is much better than one person to go down.
At first I thought I was going to jump out of this black hole, but I didn't expect to have a very worn wooden ladder at the entrance of the hole for people to climb up and down.
Anxuan bears the brunt of it. Holding the ladder in both hands, he quickly goes down. When he climbed halfway, he sneezed and murmured, "It smells bad."
As he climbed the ladder, I could even hear the creaking sound of the wood decayed by time.
Without knowing how deep the hole is, I still have a lot of fear. I'm afraid that this ladder can't bear the weight of the three of us, and it's bad enough to break the injury.
Once the ladder is broken, whether we can return to the ground is a question.
The ghost was suspended in the air. He seemed to notice that the bearing capacity of the ladder was worrying. He directly hugged me and flew in a black suit, holding me directly to the bottom of the black paint cave.
Although the familiar feeling of weightlessness still made me a little frightened, but the thought of the color ghost was beside me, and my heart gradually returned to my stomach.
When I noticed that the ghost was standing on the ground and lowered me, I immediately turned on the flashlight behind the mobile phone and illuminated the bottom of the cave.
My phone happened to point in one direction, and the scene in front of me surprised me instantly.
"How about, what do you see?"
An Xuan jumped off the crumbling wooden ladder, and when his feet fell to the ground, he stirred up a layer of dust on the ground.
As soon as he looked up, he was standing there immediately, looking at the building in front of him like a shocked look.
A magnificent and ancient stone arch is a replica of the gate of the cemetery. The place where the plaque was originally hung at the moment is empty, and one can see a recessed piece of stone. There must have been a place for the plaque.
The ghost's voice was low, forming an echo in the hole, making his voice thicker.
"She's here."
I saw this arch built underground, and I couldn't help feeling a sense of uneasiness.
I always thought that I would not be able to vomit after I got down, but I never expected that this reaction would gradually disappear.
Chris came over, and the dim light cast his solemn expression.
He took out his phone, took a few quick shots, and walked straight into the arch.
We followed closely, and when I saw the whole picture inside the arch, I was even more stunned.
A huge circular altar appeared in front of our eyes. The high steps were layered upwards, the stone steps were stacked neatly, and no cracks were visible.
At the very top of the altar, there was a woman with white hair? It should be a woman. I think her back is very weak. At first glance, it is a woman's body shape.
Around her, there were four pillars. I didn't know what was carved on them. We stood a little far away and couldn't see it clearly, but I can be sure that there must be something similar to the relief carved on the pillars.
What scared me more wasn't this clever altar, but various buildings spreading around the altar.
A closer look is very similar to the dwellings of ancient times, but these houses have a common feature-facing the altar.
No matter where it is built, the door of the house always faces the direction of the altar.
A mysterious breath rushed towards me, and my gaze could not help returning to the white-haired woman.
Chris whispered slowly, unable to hear any mood swings in his voice, and wondered if he was shocked by the underground world.
"This should be the old site of Xuanyuanshi. Judging from these buildings, it must be a hundred years old, maybe nearly a thousand years."
He walked casually to a house, his fingers stroked the wall lightly, a light flashed suddenly in his green eyes, he gritted his teeth, and lowered his voice, "No ... this is not the old site."
I looked at him in wonder, why wasn't it the old site?
Chris turned his head and looked at the buildings around him. The words made me feel like my blood was frozen.
I could even feel that my heartbeat was missing a few beats.
"This is not so much a former site as a mausoleum."
Mausoleum ... mausoleum?
I opened my eyes in shock and covered my mouth in disbelief.
What I think of now is that I saw a movie called "Mythology", which contained the scene of the tomb of Qin Shihuang.
Tens of thousands of terracotta warriors and horses were buried together, and there were too many buildings. The mausoleum, like another majestic royal palace, quietly existed in the underground world.
Just after he finished speaking, a woman's voice came leisurely: "Yeah, it's not the old site, but the mausoleum."
I widened my eyes and looked at the white-haired woman on the altar.
She was sitting there kneeling down, and saw her slowly rise from the ground.
A gorgeous robe was worn on the body, and a long hem was dragged to the ground. Because the distance was too far and the light was dim, I could only see her wearing a white robe, but could not see the pattern on it.
Behind her head, she wore a crown like a sun.
I noticed that her body was translucent and I knew she was definitely not human.
But soul.
I thought of the woman's voice I heard at the gate of the cemetery. I gritted my teeth and asked, "Who are you?"
"Hehehe."
The laughter of the shy woman came, and I have to say that the voice of the soul is much louder than the voice of a living person. In addition, the voice of this white-haired woman is particularly soft.
Better than the crisp sound of a ring.
"When you came to my site, you were the intruder and asked who the owner was."
She slowly turned around, and her voice became more rugged from soft and gentle girls, more like a man's voice.
"I am Xuanyuan Lingyin, and I am the high priest of Xuanyuan clan."
The pale face was almost the color of snow. Two red stripes were painted on the sides of the cheeks. The pale eyes could not see the black pupils, and there was a vertical line on the forehead.
The beautiful face has a mysterious and ancient atmosphere. The delicate goose egg face with a tall nose bridge, a small nose and perfect thin lips are like a peerless beauty.