As soon as he said this, Yang Ge couldn''t help but tremble, as if he had heard of poisonous insects and liked to eat human blood. Once they intruded into the human body, they would not come out. Drinking blood and eating meat would cause pain. Just listening to it, life would not be like death. It''s not strange that so many poisonous insects attack.


    "Don''t stand still, sprinkle glutinous rice." Ye Chen snapped.


    "That''s a poisonous insect. Glutinous rice works?"


    "That''s so much nonsense. I''ll let you do it." Ye Chen scolded. He had already caught a handful of glutinous rice, which was like splashing water. He sprinkled it on the insects. Then he looked at the insects. However, if they were contaminated with the glutinous rice, they all emitted black smoke, one after another, and turned into ashes.


    Yang Ge old Leng, if not see with his own eyes, he does not know, glutinous rice can overcome Gu insect.


    However, where did he know that the glutinous rice that ye Chen gave him was processed through special processing, not ordinary glutinous rice. I''m joking, if ordinary glutinous rice, how can we control poisonous insects.


    "What are you looking at? Say it Ye Chen scolded.


    Yang Ge old smile, action is fast, a handful of glutinous rice, scattered to Gu insect.


    Ye Chen was quite surprised. The man who built the tomb for the dead was really a strange scholar. He not only knew Yin and Yang, knew eight trigrams, and Ming five elements, but also knew how to raise witchcraft. It was nothing to raise two or three of them. Unexpectedly, he was shocked when he saw so many.


    Stab! Stab!


    This sound, endless ears, a piece of insects into dust.


    In spite of this, the poisonous insects still come in a lot, as if to swallow them up.


    Gu insects have perseverance, but ye Chen and they are not so calm.


    To put it bluntly, there are too many poisonous insects and too few glutinous rice.


    "Little friend, I don''t have any more." Yang Ge Lao hurriedly said.


    "Come to your sister! That''s all. " Ye Chen cursed with a black face. He scattered the remaining glutinous rice into a circle to protect the two of them. The poisonous insects and insects rushed at him. The glutinous rice in a circle was constantly eroded and attacked. It was only a matter of time.


    "What to do." Yang Ge old face pale way.


    Ye Chen did not speak, his eyes narrowed slightly, and looked around. His eyes were finally fixed on the two stone lamps, one of which had been blown out by the old Yang Pavilion, and the other was still on fire.


    "You''re a good grave maker Ye Chen smiles.


    "Coming in, coming in." On one side, Yang Ge is old and tight.


    "Use it to light the stone lamp that goes out." Ye chensai gives Yang Ge a small pill.


    Yang Ge old no nonsense, conveniently picked up a small pill, separated by the air to pop up.


    He really has to do this work. It''s more than ten Zhangs away. Ye Chen can''t do it in his present state. However, he is different. He has great internal power. He is a martial arts expert. He can do it easily. This is the gap between ordinary people and martial arts experts.


    Sure enough, Yang Ge did not let Ye Chen down.


    The small pill, impartial, falls on the lampstand, the stone lamp of annihilation, rekindles again.


    When the stone lamp was on fire, the stone chamber was humming again. It seemed that there was a kind of magic power that drove the insects to come. When they arrived, Yang Ge did not see where the insects came from.


    Without the poisonous insects, the stone chamber was really quiet.


    Old Yang Ge breathed a sigh of relief, just wipe the cold sweat, because his mouth is cheap, blow out a stone lamp, the arrow rain in front of him, and then the insects, let him in front of the ghost gate, swing two circles.


    And ye Chen, more calm, has gone to the two stone lamps.


    This time, he had two or three different views on the tomb builders. A mortal means could confuse his peeping. It is not difficult to imagine how extraordinary that mortal was.


    "Little friend, let''s go!" The old Yang Pavilion stepped forward and retreated.


    Ye Chen did not respond, only gently flick his sleeve, the two stone lamps, were stroked out.


    Yang Ge was shocked when he saw this.


    Previously, only one blow out caused arrow rain and insects, risking their two lives. At this moment, both of them were wiped out. God knows what terrible things will come out.


    However, the terrible things in his imagination did not appear.


    In a flash, we can see the tomb shaking again. There is a stone gate at the foot, which leads to the lower part by steps.


    "And heaven and earth?" Yang Ge was shocked.


    "Below, is the real tomb." Ye Chen faint a sound, down the stairs.


    Yang Ge Lao thought for a second, or followed.


    Down the steps, there is another passage. On the wall, there are stone lamps, burning flames, shining on the road ahead. In addition, there are murals carved on the wall. I don''t know what the implication is.


    The passage is not short. It''s a hundred feet long.


    Before long, there were two forks.


    At this point, there is no stone lamp and candle light shining. The two forks, one left and one right, are dark and can not see the road ahead. The same thing is, these two forks are extremely gloomy.


    "Which way to go." Yang Ge always asked.


    "At will." Ye Chen returns at will, walks at will, and enters the left passage.


    After a hundred feet, it is a fork in the road.


    This time, there are not two, but four.


    Yang Ge old dry crisp do not ask, grasp Ye Chen clothes corner, follow silently.He was silent, and ye Chen was happy.


    After that, the forks one by one, and more and more, watching the old Yangge, this is a maze! With so many forks, it''s strange not to get lost.


    He doesn''t understand, but ye Chen is very clear.


    Yes, it''s a maze. It''s a maze based on eight trigrams. If you go wrong, you''ll die. Fortunately, he knows the truth of eight trigrams. Otherwise, if you go wrong, you don''t have to think about going out. This place will be his grave.


    After all, they came to an end.


    At the end, it''s a dead end, or a huge stone gate, engraved with eight trigrams. There are still two stone lamps in front of the door, no lamp oil, burning flames.


    Under the stone gate, there are two skeletons that gave birth to spider webs. I don''t know how long they died.


    "Visually, it''s a grave robber." Yang Ge Lao had a profound meaning.


    "You two are a talent, too." Ye Chen can''t help but sigh. He can avoid the arrows and insects in the tomb room, and walk through such a complicated labyrinth of eight trigrams. These tomb robbers, needless to say, are also familiar with the eight trigrams. Unfortunately, they are not good enough to stop here.


    "How to get in." Yang Ge always asks, dare not act rashly.


    "Use the sword." Ye Chen takes Yang Ge''s old sword and throws it out. The sword explodes all the way through the stone gate. Moreover, it is inserted in the center of the eight diagrams in Shimen mountain.


    At that time, the stone gate hummed.


    The door did not open, but there were nine spears piercing out of the door.


    In this scene, old Yang Ge was shocked. He understood why the two grave robbers died here. They must have been stabbed by the spear. Who would have thought that there was a mechanism on the stone gate. Let alone ordinary people, even the martial arts master, could not avoid the spear. Thanks to the distance between him and ye Chen, otherwise, they would be pierced by the spear.


    Before and after, the spear retreated and the stone gate opened.


    Ye Chen took the first step and stepped over the stone gate. The old Yang Pavilion, who was sobbing, followed closely.


    Across the stone gate, there is no road ahead. It is a cliff, dark and bottomless. If you look at it more, you will feel that your mind is swallowed up. There are only three suspension bridges connecting the opposite side.


    On the other side, it''s a cliff.


    is as like as two peas in the distance. He can see from the distance. There is also an ancient Shimen on the cliff opposite to Shimen. It is also carved with eight diagrams, just like the one just passed.


    "Well, it''s a fork in the road again." Yang Ge Laogan coughs.


    "Keep up with me and don''t look down." Ye Chen light road, stepped on the middle of the suspension bridge.


    Yang Ge always understands and never leaves.


    They are still one after the other. Ye Chen is tough and not slow. Sometimes he looks down and frowns. It seems that he has seen something terrible, even he is afraid of it.


    At this moment, he should understand that the identity of the owner of the tomb is not simple.


    After death, Yang Ge old left scared, see ye Chen down he, he also can''t help curiosity, can''t help but low eyes, into the eyes, will see a grimace, his ferocious smile.


    Ah!


    The goods were terrified and pushed back. If it wasn''t blocked by the iron cable, it would fall down.


    In front of him, ye Chen stopped, holding his arms in his arms and looking at Yang Ge Lao with great interest, "I said old man, you really don''t have a long memory! Do you have to die to finish it? "


    Yang Ge Lao gasped violently, his face turned white and his legs were still trembling.


    For ye Chen''s admonition, he did not refute, this place is too evil.


    "Gone." Ye Chen glanced and continued on the road.


    Yang Ge old man wiped his sweat and did not dare to look down. He followed Ye Chen closely. When it came to fighting, ye Chen was not as good as him. However, when it came to probing acupoints, he was far away. If he wanted to survive, he had to keep up with Ye Chen. In fact, he was a hermit.


    Ye Chen opened the road, the next road, still stable.


    Walk across the drawbridge and then to the stone gate.


    "This time I''ll come." Old Yang Ge volunteered and said he would go forward.


    "Don''t make trouble." Ye Chen grabs Lao Yang. The stone gate is the same stone gate, and the eight trigrams are the same eight trigrams, but the mechanism is not the same. According to the previous routine, it will be very funny to die. How clever the grave maker is, how can he leave such flaws, unless his mind is full of water.


    This time, ye Chen with Yang Ge Lao, went to the stone gate.


    Immediately, ye Chen raised his hand and pressed his palm on the eight trigrams of Shimen mountain.


    Hum!


    The hum rose again and spread from behind. There was a big hole.


    When Yang Ge saw it, he felt a thump in his heart. Thanks to his standing before the exam, if he had already fallen into the big hole in the previous method, they would have fallen into the big hole, and there were holes everywhere, which could not be prevented.


    The stone gate opened and they stepped in one after another.


    In front of me, there is a pool of water. The water is not deep, only to the lower leg, but also very clear.


    "What does that mean?" Yang Ge old surprised way.


    "Put it on your sword. If you see anything evil, kill it." Ye Chen handed out the boy urine, plus black dog blood, Lao Yang did not delay, up and down the sword, wipe a son.And ye Chen, also drew out peach wood sword.


    They stepped into the pool together.


    At first, there was no difference.


    But after more than ten Zhang, suddenly heard a whine, like a fierce ghost howling.


    Soon, the color of the pool changed, from the previous clear, a little bit into pitch black, more misty fog, more fierce ghost, open teeth and claws, to the two people.


    Ghost!


    Yang Ge''s old man exclaimed. He simply closed his eyes, held the sword in both hands, and cut it all the way. Let alone, his sword stained with boy urine and black dog blood is really easy to use. A fierce ghost who only pours on him is not an opponent. He is cut into nothingness by one sword after another.


    Ye Chen a face meaningful, to this number, can only say two words: talent.


    A quarter of an hour later, they arrived at the opposite shore.


    Yang Ge was kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath. He didn''t know what he had done.


    And ye Chen, has also broken the last stone gate.


    The stone gate was wide open, and there was light.


    The real tomb, reflected in their eyes, not to mention the old Yang Pavilion, even ye Chen was stunned. In their eyes, it was an underground palace, larger than the palace, majestic and majestic.


    "Is this the imperial mausoleum?" Old Yang Ge swallowed his mouth secretly.


    On the ground, there was only a small grave. Who would have thought that there were so many things and a palace under the ground, which subverted his outlook on life.


    Ye Chen walks in slowly and looks left and right.


    He is older than Yang Ge, and he can see it more clearly. Ordinary mortals can hardly build such a huge tomb. If he wants to build an ancient tomb of this scale, he needs to use the army. That is to say, the owner of the ancient tomb is at least a general level and a prince.


    What interested him most was that he smelled a trace of friars.


    He could not help but look up into the sky. There was also heaven and earth on it. Clouds and mist were swirling around him. When he pulled out the clouds, it was a starry sky. In the starry sky, there was a piece of luminous crystal.


    that is the source stone, more accurately, is a source of crystal, the source of the essence of stone.


    "Interesting." Ye Chen touched his chin.


    "Why so many terra cotta warriors." On his side, old Yang Ge murmured that there were too many Terra Cotta Warriors standing, and the square array was arranged in neat order, like an army. Each of them was vividly depicted. He walked through the terracotta warriors and horses, and he wanted to reach out and knock when it was finished.


    However, thinking of Ye Chen''s warning, he gave up the idea again.


    "No wonder it doesn''t work out." Ye Chen sighs all the way. There is a piece of source crystal covered by it. As a mortal, he is hard to figure out. After all, he is no longer a monk. It is difficult to break through the universe.


    "Can I take these treasures with me?" Old Yang Ge said with a smile, pointing to the funerary objects. Since entering the main tomb, he has seen too many things, such as calligraphy and painting, utensils, pearls and weapons. They are absolutely antiques. If you take them out, you can sell them for a good price.


    "Yes! Whatever you want. " Ye Chen shrugged.


    "Really


    "I can."


    "How do I feel, so dangerous?" Yang Ge always laughs.


    "If you know, ask." Ye Chen scolded him and walked a step faster. The old man didn''t have a long memory. The thief was scolded and almost died. He dared to think that a martial arts expert could see through the world and care about money. It''s really funny.


    Yang Ge is very embarrassed. He becomes honest and peaceful.


    After a while, they set foot on the most central stone platform.


    The stone platform is a hundred Zhang high. On the bed, there is an ice jade bed. On the bed, there is a person, needless to say, the owner of the tomb. He is wearing armor. He has been dead for many years, but he has not turned into a skeleton. He is as alive as flesh and blood, as if he had fallen asleep.


    Ye Chen comes forward, one eye sweeps, Mou son suddenly blooms startling awn.


    Yang Ge Lao stepped forward and glanced at it. He was stunned on the spot. After three or two seconds, he reacted and looked at the man, ye Chen, ye Chen and the man.


    as like as two peas, he is not the only one who lies on the bed of the jade.