What, what, you asked me to come in with you. It's so dark all around. Isn't it possible to pass through the wall?
Seeing the black and ugly old man in front of him hit the flint in his hand, turned sideways and lit a simple bronze oil lamp on the wall, he held the oil lamp with one hand and gently pushed it against the wall with one hand.
There was a creak, and a door actually arched out of the wall that was just a wall in front of me.
It turns out that there is a secret compartment, and just like Yunmengzhai, there is also a mechanism leading to the underground.
I don’t know where the front leads to, but the old man also asked me to follow him. Mr. Meng was not the bravest, so he lowered his body and followed the black and ugly old man calmly.
This passage dug out of the wall is very narrow. At least Meng Xinghe, who is tall and tall, has more difficulty walking than the short black ugly old man in front of him. Moreover, the feeling of bending down to pass through is similar to that of tomb robbing, as if he is walking with a dog. It's possible to pass through the cave.
"Hey, let me tell you, old man in front of you, when will this road end?" Master Meng complained after walking a long way and couldn't even straighten his waist. He felt very painful.
I really don’t know why my master chose such an incompetent person to take on the mission this time. The old man was obviously rude and said: "Don’t be tired, this passage, if you go by what you people say, We have already passed through three springs and passed under Jiuyou. We have only walked a short distance. Old man, I have to walk three times a day on a road like this. You have just walked for a short distance and you are tired. It seems that people nowadays "My health is getting worse and worse."
"Three times," Meng Xinghe was shocked, especially when he heard that they had only walked a short distance now. Oh my God, what kind of concept is this? Meng Xinghe thought about the time silently in his heart. It took more than half an hour to think about all the short distance. After finishing the walk, it won't be possible for a few hours.
This old guy is really a god. According to what he said, he spends twenty-four hours a day walking. No wonder he is so thin, Mr. Meng thought in his heart.
How could the old monster who had lived for thousands of years not know the many thoughts in Master Meng's mind at this moment? However, he was not as serious as this guy who seemed to him to be short-sighted. Instead, he changed the topic and said: "By the way, Do you know who came here for the first time?"
Sighing, the old man recalled the person he met for the first time. Indeed, in the past thousand years, he was the first person who made the old man see something different from others in him.
However, Meng Xinghe, who didn't know where he was, or who knew who was the first person to come to this ghost place, even curled his lips and said contemptuously: "I don't know."
"Haha," the old man smiled: "Let me think about it, the first person who came here seemed to be called the Overlord of Western Chu. In fact, this person was quite interesting. When someone came later, I asked What happened to him later? I heard that he committed suicide in Wujiang. I actually felt sorry for him, but with his temperament, no one else could do such a thing."
It seems to be talking about a very common thing, just like a tea seller on the roadside who talks about someone who drank tea when he passed by his tea stall.
However, even though he himself no longer has the excitement when others tell the story, it is undoubtedly a shock to the ears of people who hear the story for the first time.
Yes, that’s right, it’s shocking.
For a modern person, when he hears the Overlord of Western Chu, he will undoubtedly think of the heroic spirit of "Strengthening the mountains and overwhelming the world." In fact, this is not what it is. What surprised Master Meng is that it turned out that the former The Overlord of Western Chu was also like himself. At a time unknown to others, he had crawled through this dog hole-like passage.
"Old man, you won't lie to me," Meng Xinghe said, somewhat suspecting that the thin old man in front of him was a magic stick. He could tell with his toes that Xiang Yu had been dead for almost a thousand years. If this old man had seen him, wouldn't he be immortal? Meng Xinghe felt a little unhappy because of the old monster. He thought to himself that this old man really thought that he had read those YY novels on the Internet before, and many people were immortal.
The old man did not answer Master Meng's purposeful debunking question, but continued, "Okay, now I ask you again, do you know who the second person who has been to this place is?"
Meng Xinghe was completely blank and didn't dare to make random guesses. He said, "Ask me, who should I ask?"
"Well," the old man was very satisfied with Meng Xinghe's answer and said, "The second person who came here is a treacherous boy. I don't like it very much, but it's okay. He only took one thing from here. I think, with his character, he may only be able to take that kind of thing,"
While recalling the people he had met before, the old man continued to sigh heavily. Obviously, compared to the previous Overlord of Western Chu, the second person to come here, the old man had a very bad impression of him.
But it happened that the old man didn't like it, and it was the person who had been here before that made Meng Xinghe suddenly curious. He seemed to be eager to ask: "Who is the second person?"
"Zhang Jiao," the old man announced his name.
Zhang Jiao, the founder of the Yellow Turban Army, the founder of the Taiping Religion, and the first generation of Saint King of the Taiping Religion.
It can't be such a coincidence, could it be that this place is the legendary paradise where people can realize their wishes, or it is the legendary devil's lamp.
Do you want your wishes to come true? Do you want to become the most handsome and rich man in the world? Do you want to have wives and concubines playing among the flowers? Do you want to be able to conquer a hundred women at night?
In an instant, countless sentences about many beautiful wishes that he saw in his previous life popped up in his head. At the same time, Mr. Meng couldn't help but feel excited in his heart. Could it be that he had met the legendary good luck month and said: "Then the third one, Where are the people from here?"
Obviously, Meng Xinghe wants to know who the third one is.
"The third one," the old man pretended to be thoughtful: "It's been a long time and I don't even remember his name, but I know his nickname."
"Yeah, a nickname, a nickname will do," Meng Xinghe listened attentively.
"Oh, his nickname is Pan An, because he must be the most beautiful man the old man has ever seen in his life." The old man didn't have much impression of Pan An. He only knew that he came here and only asked for one thing. thing.
However, even though it was a very ordinary and ordinary answer, Master Meng almost screamed.
Damn, did I really meet the legendary old man with the magic lamp?
Well, ask God to give me what I want. Oh, Almighty Lord, I will worship you.
Meng Xinghe prayed devoutly in his heart, and his meaningful eyes surrendered to the old man in front of him.
"Hey, old guy, I should be the fourth person here,"
"Well, you should be considered the fourth person," the old man returned clearly, as if there was something in his words.
However, Mr. Meng is a little reluctant. What does it mean? Is there anyone who came here before me, but can't fall into your eyes?
Obviously, Mr. Meng occasionally had a little emotion in his heart. The old man seemed to see through his mind and said: "I mean, you are indeed the fourth person who can pass through this passage under my leadership." To reach that place, of course, is outside, right above your head. I don’t know how many people want to go there. However, unfortunately, they have all become loyal guards outside,”
"Oh," Mr. Meng immediately regained his energy. Yes, three people have been here. If more people come, will the treasure here be divided up? "Old man, you should be able to give it to me now." Tell me, where does this passage lead to? Hey, I want to know, just tell me."
"You are such a shameless person, even more shameless than the three people who came before." The old man summed up Mr. Meng's advantages objectively and fairly, but he still fulfilled his mission and said, "When we were in the outside room earlier, , you keep saying you want to rob the tomb, well, congratulations, you will soon see the tomb you want to rob,"
"Well, the business of robbing tombs is pretty good," Mr. Meng chewed his words carefully. Suddenly, he suddenly raised his head, with disbelief, surprise, and even fear in his eyes.
"You, you mean, say, this is Qin, the Mausoleum of the Emperor of Qin." Like most people, Meng Xinghe is not a god, and he is not immune to all poisons. When he suddenly heard that he was traveling underground to the Mausoleum of the Emperor of Qin, he would be very surprised. I was speechless for a long time.
"Among the four people who came in, you were the one with the loudest voice and the most unstable mentality after hearing the answer. Don't you know that my ears are not good, and I will be hurt by your loud voice? Please, don't be so Panic, there is nothing strange about my master’s graveyard. All good and bad causes and effects are up to you. Also, I won’t call you old man. If you don’t mind, please call me Uncle Fu.” Shaking his head, Uncle Fu After waiting for hundreds of years, I finally found the fourth person I was waiting for, but he was even more difficult to serve than the other three people who had come before. Not only was this person very thick-skinned and shameless, it seemed that his heart was also... Not even more necessary.
Disappointed, very disappointed. It seems that the fourth person who came will not be able to complete the mission.
At this time, Uncle Fu's eyes were a little gloomy. Maybe Meng Xinghe didn't know that, in fact, when Fu Bo talked with Meng Xinghe on this road, he had already judged that the man in front of him would still be incompatible with the world at best. When one looks at a person, he or she wants money, beauty, or supreme power. This seems to be a given.
It has to be said that Uncle Fu's vision and thoughts are all purposeful. However, as he was suddenly favored by God and found the legendary Heavenly Palace, he seemed to know that he could choose among the Heavenly Palaces, which was his lifelong pursuit. Meng Xinghe, who received the gift of his wish, actually didn't think about how to use this opportunity at the moment to see what he could get from the Heavenly Palace.
He was just thinking about a question.
Yes, a question.
Meng Xinghe wanted to know this question, so he asked, "Uncle Fu, I want to know how old you are this year."
Uncle Fu was obviously stunned. This was the difference between Meng Xinghe and the other four people. After those four people learned that this was the Mausoleum of Emperor Qin, the first thing they often asked was how long it would take to reach the Heavenly Palace where Emperor Qin's coffin was placed. The first sentence of the boy in front of me was to ask him his age.
What kind of mentality is this? Doesn't he care about the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum? Uncle Fu couldn't figure out why Meng Xinghe asked this question, but he still said: "Look at this old man, how old do you think he is?"
"Uh," the question was still thrown to him. Master Meng chuckled and said, "Well, looking at your old spirit and energy, you should be nine thousand years old, right?"
"Damn it, you dare to scold me, good boy, your Uncle Fu will show you how awesome you are later." The veins on his forehead jumped, and Uncle Fu, who had not smiled for a long time, actually laughed.
This guy is pretty good. At least I am happy, old man.
Hey, I haven’t laughed sincerely for a long time. Well, when was the last time I laughed? Oh, it seems to have been five hundred years ago.
Recalling the past events, Uncle Fu's steps became faster, and soon the only sound left in the quiet passage was a series of footsteps and ridiculous curses,,,