Chapter 805 The Mystery of the Longmen Mansion

When Lu Jing woke up, Jiao's body was already far behind.

She turned her head and took a look. It was torn apart, the huge body was discarded on the ground like garbage, the scales were cracked, and the flesh and blood appeared fragmented due to being bitten.

It's hard to imagine that it took a lot of effort to catch this Jiao, but now it's dead and worthless.

Lu Jing turned to look at his two teammates, Wang Jingxuan and Li Qingyan, neither of them dared to look at Lu Jing.

"Who killed that dragon?" Lu Jing asked.

"You." Wang Jingxuan said.

It's the power of jellybean. Lu Jing came back to his senses. It makes itself stronger.

She felt the magic circuit in her body expand several times, as if what she swallowed was not a sugar pill, but decades of penance.

"Qingyan, have you eaten its meat? You can't eat everything." Lu Jing turned around and joked with Li Qingyan.

Li Qingyan shook his head, and stroked the scarred wound on his right arm with his left hand, the wound was a little swollen.

Lu Jing asked Wang Jingxuan to give Li Qingyan an antibiotic, Wang Jingxuan found a small bottle of medicine from the big bag on his body, the supply was running out.

Lu Jing turned to Longmen Mansion.

She had to lead the team. She was the only one who managed to maintain her sanity after eating 3 pieces of jellybeans. She knew that she had a tough heart, which was enough to surprise the researchers in the laboratory.

However, she also needs to take sedatives to suppress the side effects of ghana, so as not to fall into madness.

"Did I do something impulsive?" Lu Jing asked.

Wang Jingxuan was trembling, her eyes wandered, as if she had seen a catastrophe in the world.

Lu Jing knew that Wang Jingxuan was timid, and it was because of this that Wang Jingxuan had survived until now, unlike the other team members who had already died.

Wang Jingxuan always hides at the end.

But now, it was Wang Jingxuan's turn to face the danger by herself, she had no choice but to endure all this with all her courage.

"Come on." Lu Jing encouraged Wang Jingxuan.

Wang Jingxuan's body trembled even more.

"You..." Wang Jingxuan said hesitantly, "You have long gray hair."

Lu Jing reached out and pinched a lock of hair on the side of his forehead to his eyes.

It was frost-white and dry, like what was left of a corpse.

"Let's go." Lu Jing staggered forward.

Wang Jingxuan wanted to cry but had no tears, so he followed Lu Jing forward tremblingly.

Li Qingyan took a deep breath, and then followed Lu Jing.

They came to the second floor of Longmen Mansion.

Unlike the first floor guarded by shrimp soldiers, crab generals, and dragon monsters, the second floor looks safer.

The wall tiles are inlaid with gold and jewels, making the Longmen Mansion itself look like a treasure house accumulated over the years. The flying corridors are connected above their heads, and the half-covered wooden windows are carved with dragons and phoenixes, which heralds the wealth and prosperity of this place.

However, Lu Jing still couldn't relax and enjoy the beautiful scenery of Longmen Mansion, she could hear many small voices.

First is the music.

I don't know who used the silk and bamboo orchestra to produce such a soft sound, like the sound of a clear spring. Accompanied by the graceful waka of female voices, it seems to be trapped in a Yuefu.

This is very pleasant, because the music and waka are quite soft, making them feel more relaxed and peaceful than ever.

No matter where they go, they can hear the uninterrupted music. If the weak water is not still hanging high, and there is a risk of roaring and collapsing at any time, they will even feel that they are going out in a garden in spring.

Lu Jing wanted to find the source of the music, but the second floor of Longmen Mansion was still the same as before, with infinitely sprawling corridors, gardens, and pavilions.

Once, she was 100% sure that the music was on her right, but when she quickly turned into the garden on the right, she did not see the person playing the music, and the music and singing were still vague and indistinct. people.

It was as if the musicians were nymphs enchanted with illusions, to appease them and keep them from being completely discouraged.

In addition to the sound of music, Lu Jing also vaguely heard the sound of claws across the palace. This is the creepy part, which means that the dragon or the descendants of the dragon people are still entrenched on the second floor of the Longmen mansion, preventing them from entering the dormant place of Panyuan.

"Did you hear that... scales rubbing against rocks and soil..." Lu Jing murmured, "We have to find the ambushing dragons. I'm afraid they are the key to us passing this level."

"But... I'm so tired..." Wang Jingxuan was frightened and tired, exhausted.

Although Li Qingyan didn't speak, the wound on her right arm cut by the deformed armor was still conspicuous and seemed to be deteriorating, which was unfortunate news for the team that was in short supply.

Their team doctor had his head severed by a giant crab that appeared suddenly within ten minutes of entering the Longmen Mansion, otherwise the others would not have died so quickly.

"Come on, let's rest in this garden and take turns keeping watch." Lu Jing led Li Qingyan and Wang Jingxuan into a garden.

The Longmen mansion is always gray, neither bright sunny days nor dark twilight.

The garden they used to rest was the same as the rest of the maze, with a grand and antique style.

Lu Jing supported Wang Jingxuan to rest under a rose-red Bauhinia tree, which was several meters high, and its petals were as red as blood, never fading.

The Baiyan trail is winding and winding, connecting several nearby rooms. Lu Jing inspects them one by one. Each room is equipped with furniture. One of the bedrooms has a wooden bed, a five-corner cabinet, a bamboo screen, a mirror table, a red lacquered chair, and huanghuali wood. The table and the ebony longevity pattern throne are all available, and the bed is covered with silk mattresses and silk quilts.

A delicate silk handkerchief was folded on the head of the bed. Lu Jing picked it up and put it in his pocket. It was so light that it seemed weightless.

She walked into other rooms connected to the courtyard, and soon saw the kitchen and firewood room. In the kitchen, there was a large pot on the stone stove, and the large iron tongs for clamping wood and sawdust were leaning against the wall. The wall behind the pot was covered with The fireworks were blackened.

In the firewood room, firewood is neatly piled up, and the loads used to carry the firewood are scattered on the ground, as if the firewood seller was standing here a few seconds ago, bargaining with the servants.

She stared at the burden for a moment, then walked away.

Lu Jing came to the study room, and there were rolls of bamboo slips and engraved books of different ages stacked on the shelf.

She took out one of the volumes and read it. It was "The Book of Heavenly Works", which recorded all the science and technology of that era. Gaoge Kyushu's AI "Tiangong" is to take its meaning.

She flipped through the engraved book, the fishtail at the center of the page, the vermilion seal at the end of the page, the date, and the name of the bookstore, all of them were available, and the fonts were those of famous masters of the dynasty. She knew very well that this was the genuine original engraving.

She wandered through the study and continued to read.

The booklets and silk books contain the proverbs of various schools of thought, the scroll-bound books and butterfly-bound books contain strange stories, mysterious prayers, and historical legends, and the thread-bound books talk about love, imperial examinations, and businessmen.

Her fingertips flicked through thousands of classics and history collections, like flipping through the context of Xia Dynasty, and the painstaking efforts of countless historians, scribes, and poets trembled at her fingertips.

The books here are all genuine. As long as they are taken out on the ground, they will definitely be bid by cultural relics exhibition companies, book associations or overseas collectors. There are so many books, which are enough to restore the original appearance of Xia’s history and culture. Once they are born, they will surely shake the world.

She walked out of the study, the sound of the music and the sound of the lingering claws still lingering, as if it was the background music of the Longmen Mansion, which could never be shaken off.

Her eyes fell on the surrounding corridors and the infinitely generated new courtyards, where there were also the same other gardens, courtyards, and big houses with three entrances and three exits.

Longmen Mansion is not copying itself, it is growing.

"We can't get out of Longmen mansion alive." Lu Jing announced painfully.

Wang Jingxuan shivered, and his eyes became more frightened.

Li Qingyan closed his eyes tiredly, as if he had expected such a result, and fell asleep under the tree.

Lu Jing was lying in the fully furnished bedroom.

Strangely, when she was sleeping, the sounds of the dragons climbing, peeping and scales whispering all disappeared, as if they also abided by martial arts and would never attack them brazenly when they were resting.

She lay on a light quilt and sniffed the scent of the sachet.

The music and singing continued, Lu Jing closed her eyes, and she found that she could almost hear the lyrics clearly.

"I wear silkworms for my clothes...decorate me with horns. Crown me with scales and look for longevity..." A sad female voice echoed in the room.

"Are you here?" Lu Jing asked while lying on his back.

The female singing stopped abruptly.

But within a few seconds, the female musicians started singing along with the music again.

"Serve me by the water... Conquer me for thousands of miles. When the sun and the moon are forever, drown me in the weak water..." The female voice sang sadly.

Lu Jing held her breath, she felt that these female fairy musicians were singing to Lu Jing across the wall.

She looked straight at the wall on one side of the couch, and behind it was the palace street that served as a corridor. They must all be there, singing to Lu Jing through the wall. It was a pity that she couldn't rush out of the mansion to find them.

Pressing her forehead against the wall, she felt that the music was very close and intimate, and the singing was still in her ears.

"You are here..." Lu Jing cried.

"The seedlings of the stars...the Kunlun is like a prisoner. I wear red clothes, and white hair..."

Lu Jing closed her eyes and slowly shed tears. The musicians seemed to be around to inspire her with these mournful songs, but they just didn't want to show up.

The sound of the claws crawling has not been heard for a long time, probably the enemy has lost their position with Lu Jing and the others.

Lu Jing turned on the recorder and recorded in a low voice.

"The second floor of the Longmen Mansion is a very rich place with infinite furniture and books. The sound of music here is very strange, as if it is right next to you. There are also some monsters with scales and claws crawling in the distance, but they still dare not Show up..." She silently recorded her own audio, so that even if she dies, people will understand what happened later.

Turn off the recorder. Lu Jing gradually fell asleep.

When she woke up, she felt energized and peaceful.

Lu Jing hurriedly walked to the mirror and took a look at her present self. Her appearance had become very decayed, as if she had grown 50 years old overnight, and half of her hair had turned white. No wonder Wang Jingxuan was so scared.

She went outside to meet Wang Jingxuan on duty, and suddenly she saw Wang Jingxuan greeted her with high morale and a friendly attitude.

"Are you awake? Great." Wang Jingxuan said happily.

"What happened? You seem to have changed overnight." Lu Jing shook his head.

"It's nothing, I'll sleep first, bye!" Wang Jingxuan walked into another room to rest.

Is she possessed? Lu Jing thought secretly.

Li Qingyan lay under the tree with his eyes open, motionless.

Lu Jing pushed her, she blinked tiredly, the wound on her right arm had swelled into something like a tumor. Lu Jing took out some last medicine from his pocket and gave it to Li Qingyan, it was originally used to save himself in an emergency.

"...It's more useful...for you..." Li Qingyan's voice was weak, and his breath was like a thread.

"I'm fine, I still have a lot of longevity sugar." Lu Jing fed Li Qingyan antibiotics, and applied antibacterial lotion on her wound.

After a few minutes, Li Qingyan fell asleep again.

Probably she was like this before, sometimes falling asleep, sometimes awakened by the pain of her own wound.

Wang Jingxuan slept lightly and woke up about an hour later.

Lu Jing didn't know where her happiness came from, but later she realized that it might be the effect of music. The background music of Longmen Mansion, the serene silk and bamboo fairy music, can really calm people's mind.

The music was always with them, and Lu Jing knew that they were probably a street away, or separated by a wall, so he didn't want to show up.

They left the courtyard and continued to follow the flow of the weak water overhead.

Lu Jing found that the sound of sharp claws slicing across the palace and monsters moving in the dark sounded again.

Like this music that is nowhere to be found, the monster hidden in the palace cannot be found.

They probably saw the situation where Lu Jing killed the dragon, so they were afraid and didn't dare to show up, but kept climbing and peeping.

The last thing Lu Jing lacked was longevity sugar. If they showed up, Lu Jing would kill them.

The body felt at least 10 kilometers away before Lu Jing and the others found the next magic barrier in the infinitely extending Longmen Mansion.

It has eight doors in total, and strange-shaped characters are engraved on each door.

"Secret text?" Lu Jing walked back and forth to observe the eight secret doors.

Li Qingyan sat on the ground, motionless.

Wang Jingxuan blinked to check the eight doors.

"Send the letter." Wang Jingxuan said firmly, she seemed to be a different person, she acted very decisively.

"We have gone deeper, the signal may...not..." Lu Jing took out the communicator, but found that its signal was full, stronger than ever before.

She quickly wrote down the secret text on the eight doors, and passed it out in the form of gossip codes.

This time, she didn't dare to trust her, so she sent one to Xu Yang's studio and one to Lu Sizhou's camp.

After only 3 minutes, both channels lighted up and replied at the same time, which made Lu Jing even more surprised.

Attached is the deciphering result with exactly the same content.

The eight secret texts on the eight doors are very concise:

Open, Rest, Health, Injury, Du, Scenery, Death, Surprise.

"We have to pick a door to break. There is the same road behind these barriers." Lu Jing checked the eight doors. "The question is whether to open the door or open the door."

"Why are you hesitating? All eight doors start with 'opening'." Wang Jingxuan said firmly.

"...Yes." Lu Jing sighed secretly.

I am so proficient in using gossip codes that I forget that all eight doors are opened by opening the door.

She waved real gold from all directions, and broke open the door with the secret word "open" painted on it.

boom!

The magic barrier was destroyed by Lu Jing's "anti-magic power", leaving a smooth path, and the other doors also shattered in unison, with broken stones flying around, as if a stone rain was falling in all directions.

Lu Jing immediately used his body to cover Li Qingyan, and at the same time activated the Fuyao sword to split the flying rocks with tricky trajectories, so as not to hurt his teammates.

Many of these stones fell into the Longmen mansion, breaking countless walls and gardens.

After waiting for a while, the landslide-like movement ended.

"Let's go." Seeing that his companion was safe, Lu Jing nodded.

Not far away, the truth of Longmen Mansion is very close.

Lu Jing could almost see the end of the Ruoshui Waterfall, and there was a roaring sound from below, as if he had fallen into a deep pool, that is to say, he was about to reach the bottom of Ruoshui soon.

Now, the sounds of music, women's mournful singing, strange claws crawling, scales rubbing, and whispering on the second floor of Longmen Mansion have nothing to do with Lu Jing.

She breathed a sigh of relief, looked back subconsciously, and found that many walls of the Longmen Mansion had been broken, and those walls were connected to each other, and each wall was hollow, wide enough for people to walk inside.