1153. Tusi King's Tomb (97) Twelve Years
Beside the crack of the Zhumu Princess's tomb, the top travelers had very solemn expressions. The sparse light red blood rain fell on them, adding a bit of restlessness to the solemnity. Wan Anpin and Wuyun only exchanged two sentences and stopped talking. Looking at the big white cat in front of them and the very familiar crack leading to the Zhumu Princess's tomb, the top travelers had different expressions, among which Cen Qin's expression was particularly wonderful.
From the beginning when the Ximing people ordered him to determine the location of Zhumu Princess's tomb to now, his mood has been ups and downs. At first, he felt that the Ximing people were using them as handy tools, sending them into the Demon Kingdom to find tombs and slaughtering Demon Kingdoms by the way, looking for blood food for the blood-sucking knife, and the Ximing people had other plans outside. Later, the Ximing people actually entered the Demon Kingdom in person, and entered the crack of Zhumu Princess's tomb with a sickle. This made Cen Qin mutter in his heart, wondering if he really went into the tomb for something? Is there something he is looking for in this tomb?
But the fact proved that the Hipster went to the tomb just to find some blood and food to contaminate the sickle. In less than half a minute, he walked out of the tomb with the sickle, and then the cracks in the tomb collapsed, and the Hipster's sickle became more red. But there was not much change other than that.
Then it was decided to go to Nian Baoyuze tomorrow, which made people wonder if the Hipster had always intended to go to the sacred mountain in Tibet. Whether it was the Demon Kingdom or the tomb of Princess Zhumu, he used the sickle to absorb the contaminated blood and prepare for the plan.
But Cen Qin soon stopped thinking about it. Since ancient times, those who speculated on the Hipster have never had a good end. He confused fate and teased fate, true and false, real and fake, even divination and astrology would be misled by him, and astrologers were the most tragic case. Looking at them, the metaphysical people are also used to prying into the secrets of heaven, and from time to time they would calculate a hexagram. Cen Qin felt that it was very dangerous and could not repeat the mistakes of astrologers.
There is no need to speculate what the ultimate goal of the Hipster is, just look at what he did - he came out of the tomb of Princess Zhumu in such a short time, maybe he didn't find what he wanted, or maybe this tomb is fake.
Now it seems that the tomb that the Hipster stepped into at that time was probably really fake!
I just don't know how Zero Guide knew to lead out the cracks in the tomb in this way? Was it instinct or did it know something? Half-Life Taoist couldn't help but think of the characters that Zero Guide left for him during the short live broadcast of the PK with the Tusi King's Tomb. That should be the abyss characters, but there is no abyss pollution on them, so the peak travelers can't interpret them and can only remember the outlines of those characters.
But Cen Qin, who has small butterfly eyes, can understand it. Yes, that is definitely what Zero Guide left for him. It is just a short line of words when interpreted.
[Go to the most polluted place]
Now Half-Life Taoist suddenly realized that the most polluted place in Hall Demon Country is not the intersection of the three kings' tents, it's here! That is to say, the big white cat devoured the pollution, vomited out the highly concentrated pollution, and opened up the real tomb of the Zhumu Princess. It was intentional, and it knew it had to do this!
The Ximing people were obviously also collecting pollution and devouring the corpses of the demons with a sickle, but he did not slaughter the demons himself, and used the sickle as a medium. He did not eat the pollution himself, nor did he compress the pollution and spit out the hairballs, so he missed the real tomb of the Zhumu Princess?
In any case——
"Explore the tomb."
Wan Anpin said decisively, and the peak travelers quickly reached a consensus. But the big white cat was not interested, squatting on the edge of the crack and concentrating on playing with the highly concentrated pollution hairballs it vomited. Its snow-white and fluffy long tail swayed vigorously, but it had no intention of going down at all. It seemed that it had completed its goal after opening the crack and had no interest in exploring the tomb.
It was better to leave it on the ground, in case the Ximing people connected the mental illusion, and opened their eyes to see that they were rebelling in the Xuanxue Fengdu and exploring the tomb. So the top travelers quickly made a decision. As the captain, Wan Anpin and Wuyun stayed on the ground to accompany the big cat and beware of the Ximing people's "inspection". Cen Qin, who had cat hair luck and had a tacit understanding with Ling Dao, led the team, and Fuyunbai, a senior top traveler in Fengdu, assisted them. The two temporarily served as the captain and deputy captain of the tomb exploration team and led the team to explore the real tomb of Princess Zhumu.
Working with the Ximing people on their backs was like walking on a knife mountain, exciting and dangerous. The travelers soon entered the tomb, leaving Wuyun and Wan Anpin alone to accompany the big cat. The two of them had the most dangerous mission - once the Ximing people came, the two captains would have to face this most dangerous Jia Yidao.
"Inside the demon country, outside the demon country."
When only the two of them and the big white cat were left on the ground, Wuyun suddenly said coldly.
"It doesn't count, it can't be seen."
Wan Anpin said lightly: "It's useless to think too much."
There is a high probability that the name and code of the Ximing people will be sensed by him, especially with his mental illusion here. The brief conversation between the two experienced captains might confuse others, but they both knew what the other meant. Wuyun asked whether the Ximing Man was now in the Demon Realm or outside the Demon Realm, but this could not be determined by divination.
Did the Ximing Man really leave, or was he still remotely monitoring the Demon Realm? Would he show up to drive away the top travelers and explore the real tomb himself, or would he use them to take the treasures out of the tomb and then seize them for safety reasons?
How long would Cen Qin and the others stay down, and would it delay tomorrow's trip? If the Ximing Man suddenly appeared, would they stop him, fight him, or follow him into the tomb, or would they have any other means of dealing with it? In just a short moment, many thoughts passed through the minds of the two captains.
It's only been a few days since the Gannan Great Loop Line started, and they would have to spend most of the journey with the life-seeking man. It wouldn't be right if they were to completely break up with the life-seeking man now because of the real tomb of Princess Zhumu who didn't know what he was hiding. Smart move. But they are not people who accept their fate and have no sense of adventure. Such people will not survive long in the hotel.
"Everyone has become younger on the way back. It seems that the core pollution there is similar to retrospection, age reduction, lifespan reduction, and devouring power."
Not talking about this, the two captains who were waiting talked about the tomb of the Tusi King. This is a relatively safe topic. Even though it was a short live broadcast, the voices on the other side could not be heard, but the two captains could tell a lot just from the few pictures.
If nothing else, An Xuefeng is definitely young. Wan Anpong and the others have never seen an old An at this age. Even if his memory and most of his power are blocked, he is still the strongest traveler. The only thing that can cause such a change in him is the core pollution of the journey to the 30th North Latitude.
"Troublesome core contamination."
Wu Yun solemnly said: "They will only be close to Wuluo Mountain for a day or two at most."
Having aged like this in a day or two, Wu Yun couldn't help but worry about the silverfish, ghost butterfly and many other tour guides who were sent into the mountains in advance. They were in special circumstances. Unlike An Xuefeng, who was old and could not withstand looking back, he had to really go back. For ten years, that would be too bad.
"maybe."
Wan Anpian said calmly: "Now the mountains are moving, Wuluo Mountain is among them."
"If the mountain god of Wuluo Mountain is too polluted and too powerful, I'm afraid something like the Sahara will happen."
The Dream Chasers opened up the Death Sahara back then, but the butterfly fragments have been swallowed by worms for so many years. It is no secret among the high-level leaders and travelers who have a close relationship with them.
"Different directions breed different pollution. However, the pollution in the mountains is already extremely strong. If you add the pollution from the 30th North Latitude, it may be more difficult than Daxizhou."
Especially when coupled with the plans of the phantom cat and the life-seeking man, it would definitely be a disaster.
"It's good to come out alive."
Wan'an is poor, but the dark clouds don't make a sound.
No matter how difficult the journey to the 30th North Latitude is, for the return journey, it is not just about ‘coming out alive’. He said this to the dark clouds. If you want the Insect Master to be resurrected, you will have to rely on some power from the Thirty Degrees North that is beyond the control of the hotel, just like George's resurrection. But the situation of the Insect Master is more complicated than that of George, and the situation of Wuluo Mountain is worse than that of the Tower of Babel. No matter what the evil insect master has been planning for many years, and how Wu Yun will cooperate, given the current situation in Wuluo Mountain, it is enough to come out alive. Don't try to guide the tomb of the Tusi King.
"Meow?"
As the atmosphere became more solemn, Wan An's legs sank. When he looked down, he saw the big snow-white cat standing up, curiously grabbing the cinnabar jade tassel hanging from his belt. This cat is really big. He stands up on tiptoes and steps on his knees with his front paws. His tail is curled up. He is really cute. Wan Anpong simply squatted down, took off his jade tassels and played with the cat. The big white cat hooked it a few times with interest, but its attention was quickly attracted by something next to it——
It was the dark cloud that released several black paper crows, flying them around like kites around the big white cat. The big cat's claws immediately fell off when it stepped on Wan Anpong's body, and the crow was very energetic next to the dark cloud. After playing for a while, he fished a crow with its cocoon silk and ate it. It even ate the black paper from the gate of the underworld with gusto.
Wan Anpong smiled when he saw this, and slowly took out a can of dace with black bean sauce from his sleeve. He clasped the pull tab with his fingers and pulled it up and loosened it. With a snap, the big cat's ears immediately stood up and he gave up. The paper crow meowed and rushed to Wan Anpong's side, looking up at him with bright eyes. Not to be outdone, Dark Cloud on the other side took out a bag of slightly spicy pickled mustard, which made the big white cat meow eagerly.
The more zero-conducting animal instincts are stimulated, the smaller the chance of the Life-Haunter coming over. After all, he can't meow in front of peak travelers like them. Watching the big white cat happily eating canned dace mixed with pickled mustard and black bean sauce, Wan Anpian and Wu Yun both felt an unspeakable sense of peace of mind. At this moment, the crack in the mausoleum suddenly collapsed without warning. The blood mud turned into dust. The hair ball filled with concentrated pollution quietly dissipated. Not a trace of pollution was left, and even the surrounding bones and shallow accumulations were not left. The blood turned into ashes in an instant! The top travelers who visited the tomb appeared in the deep pit amid large tracts of reddish-brown ashes. They all looked embarrassed, with a strange sense of dissociation in both their momentum and demeanor. The whites of their eyes were bloodshot, but their mental state was still good.
So fast?
Wan Anqian and Wu Yun were both a little surprised, less than a quarter of an hour had passed!
"It's been twelve years, a full twelve years!"
Yu Xiangyang was the first to jump out of the pit while holding Cen Qin in his arms, followed closely by the other passengers. The surrounding blood that had not turned into ashes was poured in, and soon the deep pit was filled into a pale red blood lake, without any trace of a grave. As soon as Cen Qin landed on the ground, he winked at Wan Anpong. The group picked up the weight-reduced big cat and quickly returned to the temporary Buddhist scripture cave. After meeting with the companions who stayed in the cave, Cen Qin and others took a breath. , and then told everything that happened in the tomb——
That was a reenactment of the scene! In the past, after Princess Zhumu was plundered to the Kingdom of Hor, she had been waiting for her husband, King Gesar, to rescue her and return to the country. Unexpectedly, Princess Zhumu waited for twelve years, but she did not wait for King Gesar to rescue her. ——He had an accident and his memory was blurred. He forgot about her and Lingguo.
This was forgotten for twelve years.
In the real tomb of Princess Zhumu, the myth was repeated. For Wan Anpin and Wuyun, only twelve minutes had passed outside the time gate, but for Cen Qin and others who were caught in the scene replay, they had experienced the painful twelve years of Princess Zhumu being trapped in the Demon Kingdom!