Under Yang Ji's eyes, a black gap suddenly appeared in the solid ground, and the ground on both sides of the gap was pulled neatly to both sides. With a loud click, a lifelike stone tiger rose up from the ground.
"Puff!"
At the same time, two strips of stone platforms protruded from the walls on both sides. There was a brazier on the stone platform, and the kerosene inside was ignited. The light of the fire illuminated the stone room as bright as day.
His elbows and armpits were transformed. This sudden change shocked Yang Ji and put him on full alert. However, the changes in the stone chamber only stopped there. After the fire was ignited, there were no other changes.
Yang Ji was curious, and after waiting for a moment, he finally stepped forward and focused his attention on the stone tiger emerging from the ground.
This is a very crudely carved stone tiger, lying on a stone wall rising from the ground. Judging from the stone texture, it looks like a granite tomb structure.
However, despite its roughness, this stone tiger is very expressive, with angry eyes and open mouth, as powerful as prison, and a pair of eyes that seem to see through people's souls.
Shihu's front paws stretched out, holding a stone plate. On the edge was a line of square inscriptions carved on stone:
"Langya Jin'an, the descendants of the Yang family shed their blood here."
Apart from this line of text, there is nothing else.
Yang Ji stared at this line of words and remained silent for a long time. Yang Du...Langya Jin'an...thoughts passed through his mind one by one. Yang Ji's heart was pounding, and the feeling became stronger and stronger.
Following Shihu's claws, Yang Ji naturally looked at the stone plate. At first glance, the stone plate seemed like nothing. But Yang Ji took a closer look and quickly discovered something fishy.
In the center of the stone plate, there was a small black hole, with blood showing through the edge.
"Someone has already used it...it must be Yang Xuanlan!"
Yang Ji stared at the blood on the edge of the hole, with a complicated look in his eyes. He could notice the inconspicuous word Yang Du under the wall, and the only person dripping blood in this stone plate was Yang Xuanlan, who had the same origin.
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There is no doubt that Yang Xuanlan saw what he saw before his eyes. He even took one step ahead of him and dripped his own blood into the stone plate. (My novel "The Emperor's Mountains and Rivers" will be updated on the official WeChat platform.
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