Otherworldly Merchant

Beneath the stone cave is a green and gray step that leads to the depths we cannot see.

The narrower the step down, the more likely it will end up only about half a metre, allowing only one person to pass.

At first, both sides of the stone walls were bare-exposed dirt, covered with green moss, and it appears that the passage was later altered and most likely built on the basis of a burglary hole.

Around twenty meters later, a bend was made, and the dirt on both sides turned into thick grey slabs, until it was really into an ancient tomb.

This step keeps going down, no one knows exactly how long it is and where it leads?

The air in the ancient tomb is very fresh and not as rotten at all as the other palaces - rotting and smelling and even having some difficulty breathing.

Along the narrow road, the air has been flowing freely, and from time to time cold winds have blown from the bottom of the palace.

This means that in addition to this passage, there are vents, or exits!

After a short walk, the steps finally reached the end, and the passage slowly widened.

Han Lao Liu and Xiao Bailong suddenly stopped, looking at the flashlight raised by Xiao Bailong, a blue stone plate appeared in front of them.

Like the door was blocked in front of us.

The dense numbness engraved on the slab is a very complex pattern, completely different from any ancient Japanese pattern, carefully distinguished, as if there were daisy flowers, horses, samurai, beautiful women, and corpses all over the place, as if to devote the life of the tomb owner to this.

There was a long string of Japanese engraved underneath the slab, as if it had been chopped with a sword, leaving only a few blurred dents.

“What does it say?” Xiaobailong asked.

Han Lao Liu looked at it for half a day and shook his head: “This is all ancient Japanese. I don't know much about it. Besides, it was destroyed like this. Who else recognized it? You can only probably see ghosts, the phrases of eternity. ”

“If it doesn't work, smash it.” Little White Dragon raises his hand and leaps to try.

Turns out he doesn't care what it says, he just wants to smash it.

Perhaps for Little White Dragon, instead of studying this and thinking about it, it would be better to smash the pain directly!

Now I know. He's a violent man!

Although Han Lao Liu is also a little scary about violence, after all, he always wants to find out what it is. Ask him softly, but in the eyes of Little White Dragon, it seems that the whole world is divided into two colors, black or white.

If it's not my friend, it's the enemy. If it's useless, I'd rather smash it.

“Wait a minute!” I suddenly called him and walked two steps forward: “It seemed like a charm machine. ”

Listen to me, Little White Dragon looked at me with amazement and envy, and it was like, “Yo, it's not easy. You know this stuff. ”

Even Han Lao Liu and Hatsumi looked at me somewhat incredibly.

Not even the two of them found any secrets hidden in this tablet.

In fact, this benefits from the line with the Usuri River and the Yin Dynasty.

The ancestors of the Williams family, who were on the mural, showed the descendants a path in Latin, and the situation here is as good as ever!

And the ancient Japanese inscriptions engraved below, you stand up as if they were cut off in Japanese, but if you look horizontally and connect the marks of those swords cut together, it's all cryptic symbols!

With the experience of the Usuri River, combined with the constant and detailed reading of the Scripture of the Shadow, I was able to distinguish it.

Han Lao Six sideways gave me a seat, Xiao Bailong lit up the tablet for me.

I walked up and took a closer look and said with great certainty: "This is the Thousand Souls Curse. ”

“What's the use?” Little White Dragon asked bluntly.

“The spell is very insidious and is designed specifically for grave thieves. The builder designs the entire tomb as a charm machine, and every stepper becomes part of a charm, which automatically adds a few pens each time he enters a living person.” As I said, I pointed to the bottom left corner.

“You see, these three horizontal and vertical marks are all new, that is, the four of us. From the moment we stepped into the ancient cemetery palace, these four spells were automatically created! If we withdraw just now, we will die instantly, and our ghost will lose consciousness and become the guardian of this ancient tomb. ”

“So good? Are you serious?” Little White Dragon is somewhat unbelievable: “Then the passage we just walked through, obviously was built by the descendants, where did these people go? And no body bones were found along the way, not to mention the soul of a guardian? And the guy we're tracking, isn't he hiding here? He must have been in this tomb before, so it's okay to get out. ”

“It's simple.” I pointed to the dense, numb sword marks on the stone walls again: “See these slightly darker marks? It's all blood. ”

“Simply apply your blood to the marks that belong to you and sign a covenant with this curse, life and death! Naturally, this prohibition will not work for you. But at the same time, once the tomb is destroyed, these indentured men will die, and even the soul will soon be extinguished. So, they all put their lives together to guard what's in the tomb. Until now, we haven't even met a single covenant holder, not because they don't exist, just because we haven't found what they're sworn to guard. ”

“In other words, this ancient tomb has so far been virtually devastated, thanks to these guardians. Anyone who enters automatically becomes one of them - even if you don't know until you die, your soul will always be here! ”

“No way?” Little White Dragon, after listening to me, half surprised, half confused, said: “So what do we do? A little blood on it, too? Sign a contract with this tomb.” All of a sudden, he seemed to think of something. He turned around and looked at Han Lao Six. “So, Six, aren't you immortal? Why don't you run out and see if this thing works. ”

Han Lao Liu's glare: “I'm just stiffer than most people. Who says I'll never die? Do you know how much it hurts to die again? ”

“Jiulin, what can you crack?” The first time he held an eight-faced Chinese sword, he asked solemnly.

At first sight, I knew that I would most likely learn from the Scripture of the Shadow, and since I could see the usefulness of this spell at first sight, there should be some cracking on it.

“Hmm.” I nodded: “There are five ways to crack it…”

“Five?” Little White Dragon immediately caught fire, shouting to me: “There are five ways to crack it, what are you talking about so evil? ”

“Although there are five ways to crack it, each one is extremely difficult!” I sighed in the airways.