"Save your flashlight, save your strength. Maybe we can take a breath now. We should be safe for the time being." It's hard to describe the terrain in all directions. Anjie hesitates after walking for a while, then squats on the ground to write and draw, so as to find out the location. His eyesight finally plays a positive role, because in this case, the people who can see are always more sure than the people who can't see.

Mo Cong felt that this place was a bit like the basement of Anjie's old house, which was very confusing. He felt that it was amazing to find out where the people were going just with a map he had seen many years ago. He could not help asking, "do you remember all these years?"

Anjie smiles: "after seeing your father's cannibal bone marrow, what can be more unforgettable?"

"Why do you say we are not in danger now?" Drunk snake is more concerned about practical problems, "this ghost place is not normal, how do I feel like we are in a big coffin?"

"That's the rule." Anjie said it in a low voice or even in a blurry voice. The other two could hardly hear it.

"What?"

Anjie coughed and cleared his throat. I don't know if he was going too fast. His breath was a little heavy, but his voice was very light: "those various monsters made me feel like guardians guarding something. I saw the places where they came out from through the telescope. They were very strange, like gatekeepers. They were specially used to remove uninvited guests. But if you know the right way... It's not an uninvited guest. "

The drunk snake was silent for a while, and suddenly asked, "Anjie, what's the matter with you?"

Anjie looked back at him deeply and said, "I'm fine."

The strange look and conversation between the two people made Mo Cong very uncomfortable. He frowned and swallowed the words. At this time, when he woke up on the 15th day, he seemed to hear Anjie's words. He gave a sneer, took away the drunk snake's hand, and staggered to stand firm.

The dark and narrow place will soon end. As we go deeper and deeper, the road becomes wider and wider, so that four people can stand side by side. The sand, dust and soil are less and less, but the traces of artificial carving are more and more heavy. Slowly, the foot becomes a serious stone slab, one by one smooth, good half, full of grace and extravagance.

At the beginning, a few big men walked inside, occasionally lowering their heads. When they came here, the top was already very high. By visual inspection, it was at least two stories high. When the flashlight was turned on, it revealed mottled and indistinct mural like things, as well as on the walls on both sides.

It seems that the murals are too old to see the original brightness and color. However, as they continue to deepen, the damage of this kind of age seems to be more and more shallow, and the picture is more and more vivid. The maid with charming eyes seems to be rising from the wall, with Sheng, Xiao, pipa, silk and satin. It's very strange.

Anjie's pace is slower and slower, and when she looks at those pictures carefully all the way, her brows are more and more wrinkled and tight.

Drunk snake suddenly sighed: "how do I feel that we are more and more far away from the world, even time can not enter the place..."

The temperature here is very low, but Mo Cong found that the sweat on Anjie's forehead had soaked his hair and flowed down the temples. He held Anjie and whispered in his ear, "what's the matter with you?"

Anjie ignored him and ran his finger across the mural: "there's enough oxygen here. After so many years, it's impossible that this kind of thing can still be preserved." he gently scratched the mural twice with his fingernail. "It's like a new painting... Well, no, or someone traced it according to the original."

The drunk snake's eyes widened in vain: "it's impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible," Anjie said in a low voice. "It's impossible for this kind of thing to survive thousands of years ago. I just don't come from a professional background, and I have this common sense."

"There is no common sense in this ancient city. Have you forgotten those snakes with human heads that you have seen? Blood words on the wall, and moving bodies? " Drunk snake's face was very white, as if eager to deny something, "who knows what's in this ghost place..."

Anjie thought for a while, and then suddenly asked, "do you remember what Jim Chiang got from the secretion of the pith eating insects in the first place?"

"Hallucinogen," the drunk snake blurted, "do you think..."

"I'm not sure if there's no evidence, but it's possible," said Anjie, turning around and standing against the wall, secretly leaning against the wall to support himself for a rest and breathing. "Now I think of it, it's like that in the ancient city, except for the sudden earthquake, everything else has a strong hint, Including the string of beads that finally felt like growing into my wrist. It's very strange. "

"But there is no such insect here..."

"There's no sign of any medication either." Anjie spread out a hand, fingernails are still stained with scraps of paint, "this is the real."

"Who do you think it is..."

Anjie lowered his head slightly and was silent for a while. Then he suddenly asked, "fifteen, do you think Li can't be killed? Even if he falls bloody? "

Fifteen some doubts, slowly nodded.

Anjie's eyes returned to the drunk Snake: "in this way, you may not be able to kill... That man." He hesitated for a while, and finally swallowed the word "father" back, as if he had given up something. Like a drunken snake, he used the name "that man" and said, "come on, come with me and meet him."

He turned around and wanted to go forward. Mo Cong, who was standing at one side and was silent, grabbed him and dragged him into his arms. The young man's attitude was very tough. He stared at Anjie's eyes tightly and asked, "Why are you sweating all over? What's going on? "

"I'm hot..."

Mo Chu turned his head to close his eyes, tried to endure something, and then opened and looked at him: "you have to tell the truth in your life, right?"

Anjie silently smile, weak light broken in his secretive eyes, he said low: "with you have half a cent?"

Then he pushed away the stiff Mo Cong, stepped back two steps unsteadily, and turned around: "let's go."

This place is more and more like a huge underground palace. The tall pillars have a slightly curved roof like a dome. The dark top is broad and with a commanding arrogance. The dragon pattern on the pillars is angry and skyrocketing. Every scale is as real as it is. The tail is nailed to the pillars, which is unspeakable hegemony.

The floor turned into white marble and went straight to the main hall of the black cave. The beautiful palace song and dance pictures became strange. The smile of those graceful women seemed to be mixed with unspeakable malice, and the eyebrows and eyes flew up slightly. The characters were fewer and fewer, and the human body was also more and more abnormal. Slowly, they began to show the characteristics of some animals.

Snake tail, spider foot, claw

From a man to a beast, then the maid's face gradually divided into two, one with blue face and tusks, the other with some kind of extremely sad expression, want to say nothing.

Anjie stops: "true image..."

The tenth five year plan went over with great interest and looked at the painting on the wall carefully: "that is to say, the road we went through contains the process from human to non-human? Why does she seem so sad? Did she regret it? "

Li Shangyin wrote that Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and the blue sea will keep her heart in the sky and night.

In fact, Guanghan palace is a fairy? Or

After turning a corner, a huge door appeared in front of the crowd. The drunk snake took a look at Anjie, and the latter nodded. Then the two men lifted the switch one by one and roared. The whole door slowly opened up.

The light is bright, which makes the pupil of people who are used to the dark shrink sharply.

Four people stand at the door in a daze, just like the mortals who break into the Dragon Palace by mistake. They are at a loss for the resplendence inside. The throat of the drunk snake slips imperceptibly. They are not ignorant people. They have enjoyed the most extravagant things, seen the most beautiful scenery, eaten the best things, and soaked the most beautiful women. When they were young, they pursued power and money, dirty or dry, but no one can describe this place.

The legend of Tianjing ancient city begins with the immortal gods and ends with the human world.

For a moment, they seem to have a certain feeling, this place contains all the desires of a person, as if as long as you enter here, as long as you enter here, there is nothing you can't get.

At this time, a leisurely footstep began to sound in the empty hall, and then a pearl white man came into their sight. The exotic face has a pair of rare gray blue eyes. It's hard to describe his age when he comes with a smile.

twenty years old? Thirty?

Young face and young skin, straight back, smooth and beautiful body lines. But he has a pair of old eyes, and the window of his soul makes his age invisible. He seems to have seen all the things in the world, and he is tired of all the things. Life is nothing to him. He stays here, just like a moving statue.

The man looked at Anjie and laughed: "drink fox, I've been waiting for you for ten years."