Chapter 1557
One group went to the top of the passage, and the other two groups went to the sides to search.
The Skeleton God will move forward densely, not sparing any corner, and launch a carpet-like search in the darkness.
Watching the skeleton generals disappear into the darkness, Lin Moyu stood by the wall and waited quietly, not in a hurry.
Soon, a skeleton god sent back a message.
On the left side of the passage, they found an entrance. Behind the entrance, it was also dark, leading to an unknown place.
Lin Moyu raised the corners of his mouth, "It is indeed in the passage."
He probably knew the reason why the God Kings disappeared, and most likely they went inside.
Chapter 1,278 The Huge Cemetery
Lin Moyu was not in a hurry, he waited quietly.
Wait for the skeletons to search the entire passage.
A total of eight entrances were found in the passage.
There are eight entrances hidden in the dark fog, four on the left and four on the left, opposing each other and very balanced.
The god kings who disappeared here most likely entered it and never came back.
"There are still a lot of smart people."
Those god kings should be very smart, at least smarter than ordinary people, and they also have strong curiosity.
Normal people will leave when they reach the end of the passage and find that they have found nothing.
But smart people won't. They will think about whether there is another entrance in the dark passage.
Then they went to look for it, and when they looked for it, it turned out to be there. They went in with excitement, and then disappeared.
Lin Moyu didn't know if he would disappear like those god kings.
But no matter what, he must go and see it.
It was not for anything else but the secrets of ancient times that attracted him deeply.
When he was in the mysterious manor, he once saw someone summoning the Great World Rune to fight the owner of the manor.
The Great World Rune is on the verge of collapse at this moment. Although it is not sure whether it was done by the owner of the manor, the owner of the manor entered the sleeping coffin, and now the sleeping coffin is still in his hand.
The message left by the owner of the manor and the power system displayed seemed to be inextricably linked to himself.
Due to a combination of various reasons, Lin Moyu chose one of the entrances out of curiosity and stepped into it.
The space is distorted, and colorful colors appear in front of you.
Lin Moyu felt like he had experienced a teleportation.
After a while, his feet stepped on the ground again, the scenery in front of him quickly solidified, and the transmission ended.
A gray-white fireball hangs in the sky, bringing some light to the world.
Under the light of the fireball, the whole world appeared gray.
There was a lot of floating dust visible to the naked eye floating in the air. The floating dust kept rising, and then slowly fell down.
It seems like there is a hand that keeps throwing up the floating dust and letting it fly in the air.
There was a breeze blowing, which collided with the floating dust, and a faint sound was discovered.
The whole world is filled with a touch of sadness and desolation.
An inexplicable situation came to mind, and Lin Moyu thought of a certain festival in his previous life.
Every spring in April, people go to the mountain to pay homage to their ancestors.
At that time, it often rains, incense candles are lit on the mountain, and occasionally people cry in sadness.
Looking around, there is a forest ahead.
There is a trail in the forest, which winds into the distance and connects to the mountains in the distance.
With (abbc) vigilance, Lin Moyu followed the trail into the woods.
The woods are not dense, but sparse enough to block the view.
After walking about a hundred meters, the woods came to an end, and in front of us were coffins.
The coffins are arranged neatly, all of the same size and shape. At a glance, there are countless them.
For a time, the sad atmosphere became more intense, and the breath of death rushed towards his face.
The dust in the air danced more intensely.
"This is a cemetery!" Lin Moyu paused, his heart beating slightly.
He didn't sense danger, he just felt a little weird.
Inside the ancient tomb, there is actually a cemetery.
He recalled the structure of ancient tombs.
After entering the first passage, there is a circular hall.
There are several rooms in the hall, each with coffins and a large number of funerary objects, indicating that the people buried in them have extraordinary status and should be relatives of the tomb owner.
This is followed by a second passage, which leads to a garden with a fountain.
Building a garden in a tomb is a very strange thing, and it is also something that Lin Moyu cannot understand.
Then came the third passage. There were eight entrances in the third passage. After he randomly selected an entrance, he came here. . .
Gradually, a clear structural picture is formed in my mind.
Lin Moyu guessed that there should be more than one cemetery like the one in front of him.
There are eight entrances, each leading to a cemetery.
If combined with what he saw in the mysterious manor before, Lin Moyu suddenly had a guess in his heart.
If the owner of the ancient tomb was a general, then the people buried in the coffins in the cemetery might be soldiers.
The eight cemeteries are like tents, guarding the central forest.
Lin Moyu stood in front of the cemetery for a long time without stepping in. There were traces of smell in the cemetery, which made Lin Moyu feel something unusual.
He knew that as soon as he stepped into it, something unpredictable would happen.
He looked far away, looking at the mountains and forests in the distance, thoughtfully, "If I'm not wrong, that mountain forest is the real burial place."
Lin Moyu walked slowly along the periphery of the specialty cemetery, his footsteps falling on the soft ground and leaving footprints in the soil.
While walking, Lin Moyu continued to look at the cemetery and observe the situation inside the cemetery.
The cemetery was very quiet. There was nothing but coffins, and countless coffins were arranged neatly.
But Lin Moyu gradually noticed some changes.
Although the cemetery does not have high fences and walls, the aura emanating from it forms an invisible barrier.
A thin line separates the world inside and outside, and the world inside and outside will be completely different.
Lin Moyu could clearly feel the existence of the barrier and did not step into it easily.
The shape of the barrier is not a straight line, but has an arc and a fan shape.
This made Lin Moyu confirm his guess. There was more than one cemetery, and the cemetery in front of him was just one of them.
The eight gates in the third passage lead to eight cemeteries respectively.
Eight cemeteries guard the mountain in the middle.
After walking for a long time, we finally reached the end of the cemetery, and a trail leading to the mountains appeared in our sight.
The trail is not wide, less than thirty meters, and is covered with gravel.
Every piece of gravel is made of that extremely solid black material, and looks like leftover scraps used to pave the way from the construction of tombs.
But this is not actually the case. The edges of these gravels are rounded, and they are obviously polished in the room.
In Lin Moyu's opinion, grinding these gravels is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and is more troublesome than building a tomb.
On the other side of the gravel path is another cemetery.
There are still countless coffins, no different from the cemetery beside you.
This situation completely confirmed Lin Moyu's guess that the eight entrances in the third passage lead to eight cemeteries respectively.
The eight cemeteries are all fan-shaped, with gravel paths between the cemeteries.
A map formed in my mind. This was an extremely large cemetery. There were at least more than a million coffins in the cemetery.
When you come to the edge of the gravel trail, look along the trail towards the mountains in the distance. You can see that the trail leads directly to the mountains.
Lin Moyu didn't want to enter the cemetery, so he could follow the trail to the mountain.
Just as he lifted his foot and was about to take a step forward, Lin Moyu decisively took his foot back.
In the gravel path, there is also an atmosphere that is exactly the same as that of the cemetery.
These strands of scent connect the cemetery paths together.