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Ning An glanced at the pillar, but said nothing.
I looked at the pillar and said.
"We all know you're innocent, it's all right."
Li Tiezhu said sorry.
I didn't care about it either, and picked up the white fox again, and said.
"The white fox will not kill me for no reason. Even as a demon, I don't think this white fox will do so."
I mused.
"The white fox wants the three of us to kill each other. After all, we are its threat. If we die, can it be completely free?"
My sentence is a question sentence, because I am not sure in my heart.
But judging from what happened just now, this may be very big.
First of all, among the three of us, I was the most injured, followed by Ning An, and finally Zhu Zhu.
I walked beside the pillar. If Ning An hadn't been on guard against the pillar, the pillar would have killed me with one blow.
After that, Zhuzi can kill Ning'an, or even beat Ning'an away at worst, and the white fox will control Zhuzi and gain freedom.
The white fox is very afraid of us.
This is not a bad thing, but a good thing.
?It shows that Baihu does not have the strength to face the three of us alone.
Ning An immediately reacted, Zhu Zi was still a little dazed, I explained it to him, and Li Tiezhu was full of killing intent.
"Third Master, kill it."
I shook my head, feeling the breath of the white fox, and said.
"Actually, I still have a guess."
Their eyes looked over.
I explained.
"I suspect that the white fox didn't really wake up. It woke up because of my blood."
Ning An looked at me suspiciously and asked.
"Your blood empowers the white fox?"
I nodded and said.
"The white fox feels like a mummy to me. Although it contains the power of the stars in its body, it doesn't have the means to display it. It seems that it lacks an important link, maybe it's blood, maybe it's something else, but to me This guess is not unfounded, because just now, I can accurately find that it has no power, and my blood has evaporated on its body."
Ning An fell into deep thought.
I continued.
"My blood was needed to suppress the energy of the stars in the main hall before, but now that the formation is broken, it itself has been backlashed, so even if my blood is used up, the energy of the stars will not appear again, and it poses no threat to us for the time being."
Ning An asked.
"What if it's my blood?"
I thought about it and said.
"The blood of other people may not work, because my blood is a little special."
This is also my guess, but this guess is bolder.
But no matter what, I'm pretty sure that the current white fox poses no threat to us.
Just now it was considered a long-planned desperate fight?
However, it is the best result not to kill the white fox.
Ning An and Li Tiezhu didn't say anything, they seemed to agree with my statement, but on the next road, they were more or less on guard against the white fox, and the atmosphere was a little tense.
? Especially Li Tiezhu, with an embarrassed look on his face, has always been full of guilt for his attitude towards me.
Although I comforted him a lot, he still couldn't let go of it for a long time.
After walking for hundreds of meters, Qingshimen appeared in front of us. The three of us looked at each other and hurried over.
I opened the bluestone door, and the flashlight shone inside, but there was no weird situation like the previous hall.
The layout of this hall is like a normal funeral room. There are small stone chambers in the southeast, northwest, and a high platform in the center of the hall.
On the left and right sides of the high platform, there are rows of shelves on which many objects are placed.
The three of us walked in carefully, looked at the utensils on the shelf, and found that they were all bronze utensils.
Ning An looked at it for a while and said.
"I know that the Western Zhou Dynasty was an important period of bronze wares, mainly including bronze ritual vessels, musical instruments, weapons and other tools."
Ning An pointed to the bronze tripod standing on one side.
"The bronze ware of the Western Zhou Dynasty was exquisitely cast, and most of them were handed down as majestic heavy vessels with inscriptions engraved on them and exquisite patterns. Don't you think they are very beautiful?"
When he said this, Ning An had a strange look on his face.
I looked equally strange, said.
"You're talking about a major, but you actually don't understand it at all."
Ning An remained expressionless and asked me back.
"Could it be that the third master understands it?"
Of course I can't understand it either, but I have begun to believe that this place is probably the tomb of the Western Zhou Dynasty.
We didn't open the coffin this time, and Ning An didn't speak in a hurry.
Because the current strength does not allow the coffin to be opened at all, a white fox has tormented us enough.
We came to the stone wall and looked at the murals on it.
The murals are white and gray as the background color, with colorful patterns painted on them.
These patterns are very vivid and can be recognized at a glance.
The top of the first mural depicts a stalwart old man. Why is it called stalwart, because apart from the outline of the mural, the old man only left a back view.
But it is this back view that gives people a sense of stalwart.
In front of the old man is a ladder leading directly to the sky. He stands on the stone steps of the ladder, and there are countless people kneeling below him.
There are men and women, old and young, all bowing down devoutly.
This is like a picture of a fairy ascending to heaven.
We watched for a while, with different expressions.
The second picture is magnificent, and it is a huge war scene.
In the most conspicuous position in front of the formation of the two armies is a man who looks like a general. He is riding an unusually tall monster that looks more than twice the size of an ordinary cow. It should also be a cow. This combination is very majestic.
In front of the general, the enemy's corpses piled up like a mountain, as if he was invincible in the sky and on the earth.
This scene made the three of us look at each other in blank dismay.
Ning An looked back at the sarcophagus and said.
"Could it be that the owner in the coffin is the general in the painting?"
My eyes looked at the third painting on the side.
The third mural is very simple. It is a thatched cottage. The general on the battlefield is kneeling outside the thatched cottage, as if listening to something respectfully.
Gives people an appearance that there are people in the thatched cottage, and the general obeys the teachings.
This is generally the case in the three paintings. We were silent for a while, then turned around and faced the blue sarcophagus.
I mused.
"This is most likely the tomb of the general in the painting."
Ning An said.
"The second mural is a bit special."
I asked.
"What do you want to say?"
"You know it in your heart."
"You mean to say that the general riding the bull is Huang Feihu?"
"It's not impossible, no, I feel like Huang Feihu."
"This is a bit outrageous."
Ning An Road.
"We've been through outrageous things along the way, including the white fox on your back."
I was silent for a while and asked.
"Open the coffin?"
Ning An was taken aback.
Li Tiezhu suddenly became nervous.
I cocked the corner of my mouth and said.
"When you open the coffin, you will know if it is Huang Feihu." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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