Otherworldly Merchant

“What does that mean? Is there a third door? ”

The three of us looked at each other very strangely and looked closer and found that each hole had a very ancient pattern engraved on it.

It's not like a spell, it's not like words, it's curved, it's extremely hard to tell what it is.

“It's also a five-line door!” Master Feng studied it carefully and said: "However, this is not a normal five line door, but five lines a day! ”

“Five lines of heaven?” I've never heard that term before, let alone know what it means.

Master Feng explained to me: "In terms of the solution, there is no essential difference between the five lines of heaven and the ordinary five lines of locks, or the three types: symbiotic, symbiotic, or identical. But breaking things isn't easy to find. The usual five-line locks, if you need water, you can get whatever river and lake water you want, or alcohol, beverages, can't even spit. But five lines of heaven must be naturally aqueous spiritual objects, nothing else is useful, that is, the so-called heavenly objects break heavenly locks. ”

“Hatsukichi, do you remember the Great Wizard of Bones?” As he spoke, Master Feng's eyes suddenly lit.

“Remember, what happened?” The T-shirt man pulled over.

“Do you think these lines are somewhat similar to the inscriptions on his spell? ”

The T-shirt man approached the past and took a closer look: “It does look like something, but it doesn't matter if it's exactly the same. His inscriptions are all spells left by the great indigenous wizards of Europe thousands of years ago. Now, I'm afraid no one in the world can read them all...”

“Although these five spells must mean gold, wood, water, fire, earth, we can't even tell, if you put them in the wrong place, it's troublesome! ”

As soon as I heard here, I couldn't help but get more confused.

Who the hell is in this tomb and who built it? This first door alone is so difficult.

But long before us, the Longquan Hills guys, along with the incredibly mysterious old gray robe little girl, went in, either because they were extremely smart at deciphering the formation, or because they already knew something about it.

The sword of dusk opens the tomb. What secret is hidden in the tomb?

“Hey, what's this?” I was thinking about it, and suddenly I found a hole in one of the holes, revealing a white edge.

I pulled out my phone, lit up the light, and shone it inside. That's what I found. It's a piece of paper.

However, most of the paper is squeezed into the gap, revealing only a small half a centimeter long corner outside and folded together.

This is… a paper crane!

The whole paper crane was tightly pressed by a closed stone lock, revealing only half-cutted wings outside.

“This is Han Lao Liu's paper crane.” His paper crane, I know, after the first encounter with the Golden Snake, we both fled on paper crane, and under the wing were engraved several special symbols belonging to Han Lao Six.

I recognised it at a glance, even though it shrank countless times.

After climbing Snow Peak, Han Lao Liu borrowed a paper crane to probe the road and was then taken away by the strange little girl, but appeared here.

It must have been when the old man opened the formation method, and the little girl reached in a hand and accidentally pressed the paper crane inside.

“Let me see!” Master Feng gathered over and looked into the hole. Suddenly he cried with great joy: “It is indeed the paper crane of the old six! I have an idea. ”

As he said, he gently swayed the paper fan towards the hole.

As soon as the fire flashed, small pieces of paper appeared on the outside.

He grabbed it and looked in his hand and said with great certainty: "This heavenly five-line lock uses the method of tongue, inside is wood, just put the gold. ”

The T-shirt man also took a small piece of paper and looked at it: "Nice! Old Six is the body of green wood, his paper crane is nourished in the cave, even leaf pattern, should be the wood cave. Kim Kim, the stakes must be right. ”

“Since this Falun Front organ has not changed, how did they crack it, how can we crack it!” After that, he pulled out eight Chinese swords and plunged them straight into the stone hole.

Though his long sword contains thunder, it is also an ancient soldier, and the sword is naturally gold.

With the insertion of the Eight-Sided Han Sword, the stone hole emitted a clutter, and then heard a crack and crisp sound, as if to unwrap a spring.

Now that the first one is unraveled, the remaining few naturally make sense.

Master Feng was a fire in nature, drank a loud crack, turned the paper fan in his hand into a large fire ball, and threw it into the gold hole.

The second spring also opened.

“It's time for the earth.” The T-shirt man said, and Master Phoenix each pulled a golden paper crane from his body.

At this time, I finally understood why Han Lao Liu released three golden paper cranes in the first place after hearing that strange noise last night. Turns out he went to split up to find the T-shirt man, Master Phoenix and Xiao Bailong to help!

The three of them should all be assisted by paper cranes because of their timeliness and their accuracy!

When they merged the two paper cranes together and pulled out two lower blood holes from their arms, the leaves removed from the green vine, and then the four palms were facing each other, and a smoke appeared hidden between their fingers.

When it unfolded again, both the paper crane and the blade were gone, leaving only two filaments.

The T-shirt man carefully pinched the filament and placed it in the hole.

Under the clatter, the third hole was also lifted.

“Phoenix, I can't help it! Get it out of there!” The T-shirt men said to Master Chong Phoenix.

Master Feng reluctantly touched a colorful little gourd from his arms. In the fire hole, he slowly poured a drop into it. In the end, he was afraid that someone would snatch it. He immediately put it in his arms.

There was also a gutter at the entrance, and the door opened.

The last thing you need is a wooden tempura, but it's hard to live for two.

Master Phoenix squeezed his mustache, frowned tightly, and the T-shirt men hurried in place.

“Forget it!” All of a sudden, the T-shirt man walked toward me: “Anyway, I should tell you, it's important to save my life first! ”

He dragged a hair from my head and threw it in a hole.

At the same moment, the last door opened!

Boom, boom, boom!

The giant stone gate slowly rose as a series of heavy and unusual loud sounds spread.