City tour of the master of cultivation

The picture depicts dozens of servant girls or maids in the foreground or close-up, or in the seats and long tables for the banquet, or shuttling with all kinds of wine, water and food. Each maid's face and body were vividly depicted, and the scene of banquet preparation in the palace reappeared.

Zhou Yi is keen to find that a young woman in the picture, who is obviously a maid leader, is looking at him. Yes, it's just looking at him with eyes. Zhou Yi tilted his head, and his eyes also turned slightly with his head. He rubbed his eyes and looked at them carefully, only to find that the figure had not changed at all.

But Zhou Yi knew that he was absolutely right. The young woman was just looking at herself. His hand touched it and he felt the smell inside. The maid moved and dodged for a while. Originally, she was facing him half sideways. At this time, her whole body turned around and lowered her head. She half squatted down and asked Zhou Yifu for a blessing. Then he looks at Zhou Yi with lively eyes and even a kind of ambiguous expression.

"Can you see me?"

"It's a very strange magic. It locks the soul in the strokes. It's the hand of the demons."

"Are you human? Not the royal family? How can you get into the mausoleum? Can you get me out of here? " The beautiful maid turned her big bright eyes and said pitifully with all kinds of manners.

It's not just the maid, but all the maids around are alive. They come to Zhou Yi and bow down to him with a cry. Some maids even begin to undress, revealing a different style of mural.

Zhou Yi didn't reply. He is not the kind of chivalrous person who helps the chivalrous. He knew that the maid in front of him was stripped of her soul before she died, and then imprisoned in the murals with magic. Generally speaking, as long as there is enough spirit of death, then the soul will survive in the murals, which is a very luxurious burial method for the demon aristocrats.

Zhou Yi didn't think of this before. When he saw it, naturally the seal was broken, and then he understood. If you break the mural, you can release the living soul, but the living soul will soon become a fierce ghost and attack all the grave robbers who dare to enter the mausoleum.

"This one? It seems that you are the guard of this door. Can you open it for me? " Why does Zhou Zhiben smash the stone gate in front of him? It's not that he doesn't have the ability to open it?

The head maid turned her eyes, nodded, and waved her hands to both sides. The women who were still seemed to be busy. All the portraits are moved and pushed, all the elements in the pattern are concentrated to the left, and then the portraits are hidden to the left. As the pattern on the right side becomes blank, the stone gate starts slowly and slides to the left.

When the stone door opens, Zhou Yi enters a small tomb. At this time, in front of Zhou Yi is a stone room with an area of about 120 square meters, in which there are more than ten dead girls. Yes, it's the girl's body. I don't know if they were all soaked in formalin. The corpses of these young girls give people a fresh feeling. If it wasn't for a light wind blowing through the stone gate, the clothes and flesh on the corpses would be lost. I'm afraid Zhou Yi thought that what he saw was really alive.

These girls are the bodies of the maids in the murals, but they have become white bones. Just now, the shape of those girls was deeply imprinted in his mind. They all had a smile on their faces, even with a happy flush, as if they were not dead, but just sleeping in the spring of Begonia.

Zhou Yi sighed. Of course, he knew what had happened just now. These maids were all funeral objects. In modern times, it is not unreasonable to criticize the slave society and the feudal society. At least in terms of human rights, there is no reason for the slave society and the feudal society at all. Why should we be superior to other people by blood?

With a heavy heart, Zhou Yi came out of the maid's tomb and came to the other side. There was also a stone gate on this side, and there were traces of color painting on the stone gate. He carefully scraped off the thick mud and revealed the color mural inside. Although it was not as well preserved as the banquet picture of the maid opposite, the characters were lifelike.

This is a picture of a group of muscular men with bare upper body digging a mine. The picture is absolutely exquisite and vivid. He can see the image of a man standing out on a huge rock with a whip in his hand. Almost when Zhou Yi saw him in his eyes, the supervisor turned around, knelt down on one knee and lowered his head.

"Open the door!" The sound of a long bugle seems to have penetrated the ancient times, and in an instant, it reverberates in Zhou Yi's ear.

Many coolies took action one after another to remove the mountain which had been dug but not decided, revealing a blank. The stone door opened a gap from the middle, and then the gap gradually expanded, and the darkness gradually spread out.

When the stone gate was almost opened, Zhou Yi did not rashly go in, but looked inside with a heavy face. When the night light reflected the situation inside, Zhou Yi took a hard breath. It's a bigger tomb. I'm afraid it's 10 times as big as those of the maid's tomb? The number of white bones inside is about ten times, right? The only difference is that there are white bones inside, which are all over the tomb. The bones in the middle are thin, and the bones beside the walls are thick. More than dozens of metacarpal bones are deeply embedded in the walls of the tomb, which is terrible.I think this tomb is also accompanied by burials, but these are alive burials. At least those maids died after being poisoned with poison. These coolies, who are responsible for excavating the tomb of the monarch of the Kingdom, were trapped here, and then they were unwilling to die.

With a heavy heart, Zhou Yi turned to leave. Not long after he left, the stone gate behind him was suddenly closed, blocking the scene of dying despair.

Knowing that this end is not the entrance, Zhou Yi recalled one item and thought that when he came in just now, there were also colored paintings, which were more lifelike and could be called excellent.

Zhou Yi turned around and came to the corridor. After scraping away the mud, he revealed the colorful murals inside. The difference from the two stone gates is that there are as many as 24 murals here. Carefully distinguish down, found that the outstanding is a, a handsome face five long beard of middle-aged people. It's a battle, or a garden tour, or a banquet. This handsome middle-aged man is in high spirits and domineering.

Maybe these murals depict the owner of the tomb? It should be Yanyun Liehong, the last monarch of Yanyun Dynasty. Behind the stone gates on both sides were maids and servants who were buried with them. So, where is the main chamber of the tomb owner? It should be far away from these two chambers. Zhou Yi carefully searched for clues, and these color paintings were really works of art, rather than the vivid and terrifying painting magic of painting with souls.

Having seen the ingenious design of the stone gate, Zhou Yi believes that it's like a tomb with the same design, so it's necessary to leave a cable in the mural. I found something strange in my heart. Zhou Yi stops in front of a mural of the army. Only the feeling of the protagonist in this mural is the most real.

Zhou Yi looked directly at the tomb owner of the high crown of the king on the mural. Originally, the owner of the tomb sat up straight and said, "bold thief! How dare you peep at me The eyes of the tomb owner gave out two brilliant lights, as if there were thousands of swords hidden inside.

Zhou Yi snores coldly. This is actually a kind of FA formation. However, in Zhou Yi's opinion, this kind of array is just a piece of cake. His eyes also radiated two auras. These two auras were the aura of Zhou Yi. Facing Yan yunliehong's eyes in the mural, the puppet in the mural gave a miserable hum. His hands covered his eyes, and a thread of blood flowed from the gap between his fingers.

Almost at the same time, I noticed the difference behind me. I didn't have to look back to know what was attacking me. Just behind him, in a picture of a thousand troops' expedition, Yan yunliehong's spear is waving. The image's spear turns into a real spear, hurling at Zhou Yi. However, the spear stuck on Zhou Yi's body, as if it had hit steel, and the spear tip suddenly broke.

Zhou Yi turns around and grabs the spear like lightning. With a light force, he pulls Yan yunliehong out of the mural. Yan yunliehong, who appears in the mural, is as thin as a piece of paper, but it is similar to the ghost. This is an ancient art of cultivating immortals. He smears the master's blood on a special Rune paper, and then makes a stand in that is almost the same as his own body.

"That's good. Just stay here." Zhou Yi grabs the rune paper of the avatar spell and presses it on the map of all forces.

Zhou Yi's palm leaves the wall. Among all the coolies in Zhongli Kaishan, there is a middle-aged noble man wearing gorgeous armor. He is Yan yunliehong.

"You were cheated by such a fatuous king to repair the mausoleum, but at the last moment, you were ordered to be buried in a tomb where you will never see the sun. Do you have any resentment? You can kill the double of this stupid king. "