I Can't Hide It Anymore In 1999, No Matter What, I Will Take Action

Chapter 110: The soldier is a son and accepts the title of others

"underground?"

Zhang Qilin looked in the direction he was walking. The distance from here to the Mazu Statue was already more than five kilometers.

If the Mazu statue is the entrance, it is hard to imagine how much space there is underground.

This ruins will definitely be breathtaking.

Yang Xueli looked around and frowned slightly:

"Don't you think it's strange?

Song Gaozong built this place to worship Mazu, so why did he build an underground space?"

This problem is actually also bothering Hu Bayi and others.

With these clues in front of them, they were unable to analyze the meaning of the underground space.

But now, they don't have enough time to investigate anymore.

Wu Sangou looked at the talisman on the statue of Guan Gong. At this time, the light was getting stronger and stronger, and he suddenly said anxiously:

"Ghost spirits have been absorbing the breath of the dragon veins, and this place is above the dragon head, which has become the source of their power.

The suppression of the spell is slowly weakening, and we are running out of time.

Once we let them escape, we will be on guard. If we want to subdue them, it will be difficult to reach the sky...

The other people who sealed the ghost spirits with talismans all had the same reaction.

Only the little fox has not changed much. He is even squatting aside and licking his fur idly.

Several people slowly came behind the Mazu statue. Hu Bayi looked at the remaining people:

"How about it, do you want to go down?"

Yang Xueli sighed helplessly:

"Do we have any other choice now?"

Wu Sangou hugged the statue of Guan Gong, a bit of determination flashed in his eyes.

As if he wanted to make everyone relax, he deliberately said humorously:

"My eldest brother and I are both here, nothing will happen!"

Hu Bayi heard this, nodded with a smile, and said energetically:

"Then do it!

Is there any place our 543rd Exploration Force cannot go?

Now go and see what’s hidden down here!”

Looking at the high-spirited people, Wu Liuqi walked up to the Mazu statue in confusion, reached out and knocked on it, and then asked with a blank look on his face:

"What are you guys doing? Are they all idiots? It's just a stone. What's the point of spicy?"

When Wu Sangou heard this, he looked at Wu Liuqi as if he were a fool:

"Beautiful boy, I have to show you my skills next!"

Saying that, Wu Sangou looked at Zhang Qilin:

"Taking the pulse of the Qiu, exploring the acupoints with two fingers, there is no mechanism that you can't think of"!

While Wu Sangou was talking, Zhang Qilin slowly walked to the statue of Mazu, stretched out his slender fingers, and lightly traced the stone wall.

"Click!"

Wu Liuqi's eyes widened. He saw Zhang Qilin's unusual two fingers piercing directly into the stone wall.

This stone wall is like tofu.

As Zhang Qilin withdrew his hand, and with the sound of old gears turning slowly, a stone door opening and stone steps extending downwards suddenly appeared in front of them.

Wu Liuqi was stunned, but couldn't help it.

He stretched out his two fingers unbelievingly and tried to exert force, but then his face changed with pain.

"How did the thunder element do it?"

Zhang Qilin did not respond to Wu Liuqi's inquiry and just walked straight down the stone steps below.

As the stone door opened, sea water continued to pour into it.

But the strange thing is that when the sea water flows towards the stone steps, it seems to be blocked by something and no longer flows down.

Several people stepped onto the stone steps, and only then discovered that there were transparent crystals on each level of the stone steps.

I don’t know what this is, but it plays a role in isolating sea water.

Wu Sangou knelt down and studied for a long time, but could not figure out why:

"It's strange, I've never seen this kind of thing before.

It can actually completely block the sea water. This kind of thing is a bit too outrageous, right?

Isn’t it as good as our water-proof beads?”

Even the well-informed Wu Sangou didn't know what it was, and the others couldn't explain it.

With a bang, he took out a flashlight. As soon as Wu Sangou opened it, he discovered that there was a lampstand on the stone wall leading to the ground.

There was still unburned lamp oil inside the lamp.

Curious, Wu Sangou took out a match and tried to light the wick, only to find that it actually worked.

But for some reason, after lighting the wick, the lamp oil burned and produced a strange fragrance.

The little fox who was sniffing the stone steps suddenly became frightened as his hair suddenly exploded.

Noticing its abnormality, Wu Liuqi asked curiously:

"What happened to Ray?"

The little fox shook his head in horror:

"I don't care, but I'm afraid of this smell..."

This is a fear that comes from the depths of his heart and is engraved in his genes. The little fox can't explain why.

After hearing this, the thoughtful Yang Xueli said cautiously:

"Is there anything wrong with this lamp oil?"

Hu Bayi also had this doubt at first, but he soon discovered that, except for the little fox, the others not only did not feel any discomfort, but also felt refreshed and refreshed.

After a short observation, Hu Bayi determined that although the lamp oil had a strange fragrance, it had no side effects, which also made the other people feel relieved.

As they went down the stone steps one by one, the doubts in the hearts of several people became more and more intense.

As a few people came to the end of the stone steps, they saw a scene that no one expected.

In front of me, there is a room decorated in Song Dynasty style.

Since the kings of the Song Dynasty almost all advocated the idea of ​​becoming an official through learning and excellence, the furniture of the Song Dynasty also tended to be simple and elegant.

In the space in front of you, there is a bed directly in front, with a screen next to it.

The wooden table in the middle still held a teapot and teacups, but it was already covered with dust.

This place seems to have been abandoned for a long time, at least for thousands of years, but it is not difficult to see traces of people living here.

Wu Sangou observed the room and frowned in confusion:

"What's going on? Has anyone lived here?

Could it be that this underground space was built just for one person to live here?”

Hu Bayi gently ran his fingers across the tabletop, and the thick dust was wiped away, leaving clear traces.

While thinking, Hu Bayi's eyes became more confused:

"The space in front of me seems to be only twenty or thirty square meters, which is very unusual."

If the underground space is only this big, why does the compass show that the place where ghosts are born is several kilometers underground?"

Wu Liuqi was obviously the only one among the few who was outside the situation.

He looked around with interest and said curiously:

"The people living in Jieli are probably fugitives or something like that, hiding in Jieli?"

Zhang Qilin now walked to the bedside and the bookcase with the incense burner.

Although this place is very dilapidated, it can still be seen that the people who lived here at that time must have had great taste.

The four treasures in the study are complete, and they were all famous in the Song Dynasty at that time, which shows that this person is not an ordinary person.

Opening the drawer under the desk, Zhang Qilin quickly frowned, and then took out a few pieces of paper.

On the paper, there was actually a portrait of a woman.

Seeing this, several people gathered around and were immediately attracted by the woman in the portrait.

The woman in the painting has starry eyes, skin as white as jade, exquisite facial features, and an indescribable aura.

Even on the yellowed and damaged drawing paper, it is difficult to conceal this peerless appearance.

"I'll go.........Zhao Li Zhao) In that era, was there such a woman?"

Wu Sangou is also someone who has read many ancient books and many portraits from different dynasties.

But he had never seen such a peerless woman in that era.

What is even more surprising is why such a woman is on this scroll.

Is it true to the painting, or is it just a scholar's reverie?

Looking at these pieces of drawing paper, Yang Xueli said thoughtfully:

"I think the person living here may be a painter.

Maybe what he drew was just his imaginary partner?"

Wu Sangou nodded:

"I think so too, otherwise this kind of woman, even if she is not discovered by the royal family, will never be buried among the people!"

But at this moment, Hu Bayi’s voice came from behind several people:

"No, maybe, there really was such a woman living here at that time..."

Several people immediately looked around after hearing the words, only to see Hu Bayi holding a shabby paper roll in his hand.

On the paper scroll, there are very stiff-looking fonts, most of which are incomplete, but one of the sentences can still be vaguely recognized:

"Husband, if you die as your son, you will receive the word...".