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1153. Tomb of the Tusi King (97) Twelve years

Beside the crack in the tomb of Princess Zhumu, the top passengers had very solemn expressions. Sparse rain of light red blood fell on them, adding a bit of restlessness to this solemnity. Wan Anqian and Wu Yun only exchanged a few words briefly before they stopped talking. Looking at the big white cat in front of them and the very familiar crack leading to the tomb of Princess Zhu Mu, the top passengers had different expressions. Among them Cen Qin’s expression is particularly wonderful.

From the time when the Ximing people ordered him to locate the tomb of Princess Zhu Mu until now, his mood has gone through several ups and downs. At first, he felt that the Ming people were treating them as convenient tools, sending them into the Demon Kingdom to search for the tomb and massacre the Demon Kingdom at the same time. , looking for blood food for the vampire knife, but the life-sucking man has other plans outside. Later, Xi Mingren actually entered the Demon Kingdom himself, and even entered the cracks in Princess Zhu Mu's tomb with a sickle. This made Cen Qin murmur in his heart, wondering if he really had something wrong with him when he entered the tomb? Is there what he is looking for in this tomb?

But it turns out that the man who went to the grave may have just found some blood food to contaminate the sickle. He walked out of the tomb with the sickle in half a minute, and then the cracks in the tomb collapsed, and the man's sickle became even more red. But other than that not much has changed.

Then he decided to go to Nianbao Yuze tomorrow. One can't help but wonder if the man who was interested in life always intended to go to the sacred mountain in Tibet. Whether it was the Demon Kingdom or the tomb of Princess Zhumu, he used his sickle to absorb the polluted blood and make it for the plan. preparation.

But Cen Qin soon stopped thinking about it. Since ancient times, people who speculate on fate have no good end. He confuses fate and plays with fate. He is true and false, and even divination will be misled by it. Astrologers are The most tragic case. Seeing that they, the metaphysicians, were also accustomed to spying on heavenly secrets, and even making a hexagram from time to time, Cen Qin felt that it was very dangerous and could not make the same mistakes as the astrologers.

There is no need to speculate on the ultimate goal of the life-seeker, just look at what he did - the door came out of the tomb of Princess Zhu Mu in such a short time. It must be that he did not find what he wanted, or the tomb is fake. .

Looking at it now, the tomb that the Mingxi people stepped into at that time was probably real and fake!

I just don’t know how Zero Guidance knew to lead out the tomb crack in this way? Is it instinct or does it know something? Taoist Ban Ming couldn't help but think of the character that Ling Dao left for him during the brief PK live broadcast with Tusi King Tomb. Those should be abyssal characters, but there is no abyssal pollution on them, making it impossible for peak travelers to decipher them and can only remember the outlines of those characters.

But Cen Qin, who had small butterfly eyes, could understand it. Yes, it was definitely left for him by Zero Guide, and it was only a short line of words.

[Go to the most polluted places]

Now Taoist Ban Ming suddenly realized that the most polluted place in the Hall Demon Kingdom was the intersection of the Three Kings Account, right here! In other words, the big white cat swallowed the pollution, vomited out the highly concentrated pollution, and opened up the real tomb of Princess Zhumu. This was intentional. It knew what to do!

The Life-haunting Man was obviously also collecting pollution and using his sickle to devour the corpses of the demons. However, he did not kill the demonic kingdom with his own hands. He also used the sickle as a medium. He did not eat the pollution himself, nor did he compress the pollution and spit out hair balls, so he was different from the real one. The tomb of Princess Zhu Mu was missed?

anyway--

"Visiting the grave."

Wan Anqian said decisively, and the top passengers quickly reached a consensus. But the big white cat showed no interest. He squatted on the edge of the crack and concentrated on playing with the highly concentrated polluted hair balls it spat out. His snow-white fluffy long tail swayed energetically, but he had no intention of going down. It seemed that after opening the crack, he had accomplished his goal and was no longer interested in visiting the tomb.

It's better to leave it on the ground, lest someone try to connect with the spiritual illusion, and when he opens his eyes, he sees them all rebelling and visiting the grave. So the Peak Tourists quickly made a decision. As captains, Wan Anqian and Wu Yun stayed on the ground to accompany the big cats, to guard against the "inspections" of the life-threatening people, while Cen Qin, who had good luck with cats and had an extraordinary tacit understanding with Leader Ling, led the team. , assisted by Fuyun Bai, a senior peak tourist from Fengdu, the two temporarily served as the captain and deputy captain of the tomb exploration team, leading the team to explore the real tomb of Princess Zhu Mu.

Working with a man on his back was like walking through a mountain of knives, exciting and dangerous. Soon all the passengers entered the tomb, leaving only Wu Yun and Wan An Po with the big cat outside. The two of them are shouldering the most dangerous mission - once the murderer comes, the two captains will face off against the most dangerous leader.

"Within the demons, outside the demons."

When only the two of them and the big white cat were left on the ground, the dark cloud suddenly said coldly.

"It doesn't count, I can't tell."

Wan Anqing said calmly: "It's useless to think too much."

There is a high probability that he will perceive the name of the life-seeking person, especially since there is also his mental illusion here. The two experienced captains may have left others scratching their heads during their brief exchange, but they both knew what the other meant. Wuyun asked whether the Mingxi people were inside or outside the Demon Kingdom, but this was not something that could be determined by divination.

Did the life-seeking person really leave, or is he still monitoring remotely in the demon kingdom? Will he show up to drive away the top travelers and explore the real tomb on his own, or will he use them to take out the treasures from the tomb first to be on the safe side and then seize them?

How long will Cen Qin and the others stay there? Will it delay tomorrow's trip? If a life-seeking person suddenly appears, will they stop him, fight, follow him into the tomb, or have any other means of coping? In just a short moment, many thoughts passed through the minds of the two captains.

It has only been a few days since the start of the Gannan Grand Loop. They will have to spend at least half of the journey with the Ximing people. It would not be wise to completely tear their faces with the Ximing people for the real tomb of Princess Zhumu, who has no knowledge of the treasures. But they are not people who accept their fate and have no sense of adventure. Such people will not live long in the hostel.

"Everyone has become younger on the way back. It seems that the core pollution over there is similar to backtracking, reducing age, reducing life, and devouring power."

Let's not talk about this. The two captains who were waiting talked about the Tusi King's Tomb. This is still a relatively safe topic. Even if it was a short live broadcast, the voices on the other side could not be heard, but the two captains could see a lot just from the few pictures.

Apart from anything else, An Xuefeng is definitely younger. Wan Anpin and the others have never seen an old An team member of this age. Even if his memory and most of his power are sealed, he is still the strongest traveler. The only thing that can cause such a change in him is the core pollution of the 30th degree north latitude journey.

"It's a very troublesome core pollution." Wuyun said solemnly: "They are close to Wuluo Mountain, it's only one or two days at most." After just one or two days, they have aged so much that Wuyun can't help but worry about the many tour guides who were sent to the mountains in advance, such as Silverfish and Ghost Butterfly. They are in special situations. Unlike An Xuefeng, who is old enough to withstand the retrospection, it would be terrible if they really went back ten years. "Maybe." Wan Anpin said calmly: "The mountains are moving now, and Wuluo Mountain is among them." "If the pollution of the Wuluo Mountain God is too strong, I'm afraid the Sahara incident will happen." The dream chaser opened up the Sahara of Death, but the butterfly fragments were swallowed by the worms for so many years. It is no secret among the high-level guides and tourists who have a close relationship with them. "Different directions breed different pollution, but the pollution of the mountains is extremely strong. If it is superimposed on the pollution of the 30th degree north latitude, it may be more difficult than Atlantis." Especially if it is superimposed on the plans of the illusion cat and the playful man, it is definitely a water of bad luck. "It's good enough to come out alive." Wan Anpin said, Wuyun didn't say anything. Even if the journey to the 30th degree north latitude is difficult, the return journey is not just about "coming out alive". He said this to Wuyun. If you want to revive the evil insect master, you have to rely on some power of the 30th degree north latitude that is beyond the control of the hotel, just like George's resurrection. But the evil insect master's situation is more complicated than George, and the situation in Wuluo Mountain is worse than the Tower of Babel. No matter what the evil insect master has been planning for many years, and how Wuyun will cooperate, given the current situation in Wuluo Mountain, it is enough to come out alive, don't think about the tomb of the chieftain of Lingdao. "Meow?" As the atmosphere became more and more solemn, Wan Anpin's legs sank, and when he looked down, he saw the snow-white big cat stood up and curiously grabbed the cinnabar jade tassel hanging from his belt. This cat is really big, standing on tiptoe and stepping directly on his knees with its front paws, with its tail curled up, it is really cute. Wan Anpin simply squatted down and untied the jade tassel to play with the cat. The big white cat hooked it a few times with interest, but soon its attention was attracted by something else - it was Wuyun who released a few black paper crows, and controlled them to fly around the big white cat like flying kites. The big cat's claws that stepped on Wan Anpin fell down immediately, and it was very energetic to reach for crows around Wuyun. After playing for a while, it used its cocoon silk to catch a crow to eat, and it ate the black paper of the underworld with relish. Wan Anpin smiled when he saw this, and slowly took out a can of black bean dace from his sleeve. He hooked the pull ring with his fingers and released it. With a snap, the big cat's ears immediately stood up sharply, and it gave up the paper crows and rushed to Wan Anpin, meowing, looking up at him with bright eyes. Wuyun on the other side was not to be outdone. He took out a bag of slightly spicy pickled mustard tubers after a long time, which tempted the big white cat to meow eagerly. The more you stimulate the animal instinct of Zero, the less likely the Xi Mingren will come over. After all, he can't meow in front of these top travelers. Looking at the big white cat happily eating pickled mustard greens mixed with black bean and dace canned food, Wan Anpin and Wuyun both felt an indescribable sense of relief. At this moment, the crack in the mausoleum suddenly collapsed without any warning, the blood mud turned into dust, and the hair ball full of concentrated pollution quietly dissipated, leaving no pollution at all, even the surrounding bones and shallow blood accumulation turned into ashes in an instant! The top travelers who explored the tomb appeared in the deep pit in large areas of reddish-brown ashes. They all looked embarrassed, and there was a sense of detachment in both momentum and demeanor. The whites of their eyes were full of bloodshot, but their mental state was still good.

So fast?

Wan Anpin and Wuyun were a little surprised. It was less than a quarter of an hour!

"Finally, we're out. It's been twelve years, twelve years!"

Yu Xiangyang carried Cen Qin and jumped out of the deep pit first, followed by other travelers. The blood that had not turned into ashes poured in, and soon the deep pit was filled with a pale red blood lake, and there was no trace of the grave. As soon as Cen Qin landed, he winked at Wan Anpin, and the group picked up the cat and quickly returned to the temporary cave. After meeting with the companions who stayed in the cave, Cen Qin and others took a breath and told them everything that happened in the tomb - it was a replay! In the past, Princess Zhumu was abducted to the Kingdom of Hor and had been waiting for her husband, King Gesar, to rescue her and return to her country. Who knew that Princess Zhumu waited for twelve years, but never waited for King Gesar's rescue - he had an accident, his memory was hazy, and he forgot about her and the Kingdom of Ling.

This forgetfulness lasted for twelve years.

In the real tomb of Princess Zhumu, the myth repeats itself. For Wan Anqian and Wu Yun, only twelve minutes have passed outside the time gate, but for Cen Qin and others who are trapped in a replay of the scene, they have experienced the painful twelve years when Princess Zhu Mu was trapped in the Demon Kingdom!

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