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Text Chapter 370 Ancient Tomb Altar

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    Hao Meng looked ahead. A hundred or ten meters away, there seemed to be a 'vacated' place, and a tall shadow. From a distance, it looked like an altar. What exactly was it? No one could see it until he was in front of it.  I know, but this place is so gloomy and gives people a very weird and unusual feeling!  "Follow me closely. If anything is wrong, run away first!" Hao Meng warned.  n¡Ê, Mo Changxing nodded, Hao Meng didn¡¯t even need to say this, he knew what to do.  The two people walked forward. The closer they got to the center of the hall, the more debris there was. It was unclear whether these dead people were attracted by something or pulled by something.  "Look, is that Wang Chongyang?" Mo Changxing's bright flashlight pointed to a place ten meters away to the right, where a man was sitting leaning against a pillar, but his face was gone and turned into blood. Although  From a distance of more than ten meters, you can still see the oozing blood-red color!  Except for the face, there is nothing abnormal about the rest of the body. It¡¯s like the face was knocked off by something!  Hao Meng rolled his eyes, he didn¡¯t know if it was Wang Chongyang or not, this was not his person.  He said with a sullen face, "Isn't that right? Let's go and take a look and you will know!" As he said that, he walked towards the other party. The distance from here to the altar in the center of the hall was already very close, and the straight-line distance was only a dozen meters away!  Hearing the sound, the shameless bloody man raised his head and looked at Hao Meng and the others!  Mo Changxing stopped, but Hao Meng did not stop. He knew that Wang Chongyang was the Feng Shui master hired by Mo Changxing's sister Mo Qiuxia with a lot of money. He should be somewhat good at it and would not die so easily!  "Is it Master Wang?" Hao Meng pointed his flashlight at him, walked to a place five meters away from him and stopped, tentatively asking at this distance, even if something unexpected happened, it would be enough for Hao Meng to take precautions.  ¡°Turn off the flashlight!¡± said the hoarse voice.  replied.  Hao Meng frowned, but did not do as he said. Instead, he walked over and asked curiously: "Master Wang, how did you do this?" As he said that, he put down the backpack on his shoulder, which contained hemostatic medicine.  , bandages and so on, and some emergency medicines, which are of some use to him!  Wang Chongyang said hoarsely: "Don't bother. It's useless. I will die!" Hao Meng stopped moving his hands. At this time, Mo Changxing also came over and looked at the bloody look on Wang Chongyang's face.  A little scared, but more curious in his eyes: "Master Wang, what is going on? Where are the others? Your face, why did your face look like this?" "Others?" Wang Chongyang looked at it  Mo Changxing laughed miserably.  The cackle of laughter seemed even more harsh in the cold hall.  There was a bit of hatred in Mo Changxing's eyes, if it weren't for them.  If it weren't for the Mo family's huge financial offer, maybe he wouldn't have entered this mysterious ancient tomb, and he wouldn't have become like this. He hated it.  I am very greedy and hate the Mo family.  "The others should have died long ago!" The hatred in Wang Chongyang's eyes did not last long.  He quickly restrained himself, his eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking.  However, Hao Meng saw all this and couldn't help but frown!  "All dead?" Mo Changxing was stunned for a moment, and he opened his mouth to say that they had just discovered Xiao Liu, and Xiao Liu was not dead yet, but Hao Meng interrupted him before he could speak.  "Except Master Wang, are everyone else dead? Even Miss Mo?" Hao Meng asked in a deep voice.  Mo Changxing turned to look at Hao Meng, wondering what he meant by this, because both of them had bright flashlights on, facing Wang Chongyang, and he couldn't see the expressions on the faces of the two people behind him.  Wang Chongyang smiled bitterly and said: "If you didn't go out, it should be so. I don't know the details." Hao Meng said: "Master Wang, tell us, what exactly did you encounter?" "What did you encounter?"  Didn't you encounter them when you came in?  "Wang Chongyang's eyes were covered with deep bloodshot eyes, and the skin on his face was covered with blood. It gave people the impression that he no longer looked like a 'person', but rather that he was neither human nor ghost.  "They?  What do you mean?  Hao Meng asked with a frown. Wang Chongyang shook his head, but said nothing. He just sighed and muttered to himself: "Fortunately, you didn't encounter them, otherwise, you probably wouldn't have been able to get here!"  " "Where is this place?  "Hao Meng kept his eyes on Wang Chongyang. He was sure that this person was about to die. Even if he didn't die now, he would never be able to get out of this ancient tomb alive! "The center of the shrine, the place where gods are worshipped!  " "The center of the shrine, the place where gods are worshipped?  Do you know what this hall is about??  "Hao Meng's heart moved and he asked. "Wang Chongyang didn't hide anything. He said calmly: "There is a stone tablet in front of you. It says on the stone tablet that this place is the 'Yin Temple of God'. I believe you also came down from above.  It was an ancient tomb from the Western Zhou Dynasty, and there was nothing special about it, but under that ancient tomb from the Western Zhou Dynasty was the tomb of the god of heaven, and this was the center of the tomb of the god of heaven, in the altar.  , it is the god who is buried!  " "God!  "Hao Meng frowned, who are the gods? He doesn't believe there are any gods in this world. People who can build such a large underground palace must have their own selfish desires in it. If they have selfish desires, then it doesn't matter.  Is he a god? "Yes, a god!"  "Wang Chongyang said with certainty. When he said the word 'god', his face showed a look of fanaticism again. Like a believer, he muttered: "The god will keep all intruders here to guard the underworld.  "Hao Meng suddenly took two steps back because the other party stood up from the ground. "The thousand-year-old feng shui turtle Mr. Mo is looking for is right in front. Come on, I will take you there!  "After Wang Chongyang finished speaking, he dragged his legs forward and walked forward step by step! Hao Meng stood next to Mo Changxing and said softly: "This guy is a little abnormal. Be careful. If you grab it, take it out. If there is anything wrong,  Place, bang him first.  " Mo Changxing nodded, took out the pistol and held it in his hand. " About ten meters in front, there was a huge high platform. The high platform was about ten meters long. In the center of the high platform, there was a little light. There was something on it. Looking from below.  Look, you can't see clearly. You need to walk up to see what's going on! Under the altar, there is a jade-carved Xuanwu lurking on the way to the altar. It is about 1.5 meters tall and has a turtle shell!  It¡¯s about four or five meters in diameter! When I shined a flashlight on it, the entire jade Xuanwu seemed to be absorbing light. ¡°Is this the Millennium Feng Shui Turtle you are looking for?  Hao Meng turned to look at Mo Changxing and asked. Mo Changxing nodded excitedly and said, "Yes, that's it!"  " "Don't you say it's alive?  "Hao Meng asked curiously. Mo Changxing was stunned for a moment, rolled his eyes and said angrily: "How did I know? I've only heard about it before, but this is the first time I've seen it!  " "Yes, it is alive, it must be alive. This face of mine was licked away by him, quack.  "Wang Chongyang was as if he was dying, and continued with a chuckle. "What, you said, your face was licked by it?  "Mo Changxing stared and asked in disbelief. Hao Meng couldn't help but frown, but he didn't ask Wang Chongyang if it was true or false. Instead, he directly activated the recycle bin detection system to detect the authenticity of this jade turtle. "Ding:  A Wannian Xuanwu was found, which has extremely high recycling value. Please pay attention to the recycler.  Xuanwu is a kind of beast. It has the effect of suppressing evil and destroying evil. It is called an auspicious beast. The ten thousand-year-old Xuanwu is extremely rare. It has grown for thousands of years and has become extremely intelligent. All parts of its body, including the tortoise shell,  Turtle claws, etc., are of great value and special value. Turtle meat, turtle blood, and turtle heart are great tonics. They have the effect of prolonging life and replenishing yang energy. A 'live' ten thousand year Xuanwu can have various functions.  Use, value is higher!  " "Ding: Congratulations to the recycling director, you have found a "live" Wannian Xuanwu, please arrest it. In addition, please pay attention to safety, the Wannian Xuanwu already has a certain combat power!  "Coarse! Damn it, what kind of thousand-year-old Feng Shui turtle is this? Damn it, you are talking nonsense. They are Xuanwu. Do you know what Xuanwu is? One of the four great beasts, the blue dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right, the Suzaku in front and the Xuanwu in the back. This is not only  A Xuanwu, or a ten-thousand-year Xuanwu, has lived for ten thousand years, damn, it¡¯s almost mature! That¡¯s ten thousand years! Not to mention, this one looks like a jade tortoise.  "It's really alive. Mr. Mo doesn't believe it?"  If it doesn't work, Mr. Mo can pat it on the head. If you're lucky, Mr. Mo can suppress it, and it will recognize Mr. Mo as its master. From now on, Mr. Mo will definitely achieve the 95th rank and become one of the best among people.  The emperor is respected by hundreds of millions of people!  "Wang Chongyang said with a chuckle. Mo Changxing's eyes lit up and he muttered: "So awesome?" Hao Meng looked at him and really wanted to go up and touch the Ten Thousand Years Black Tortoise. He couldn't help but roll his eyes.  He said: "If you don't want to die, be honest. You really can't suppress it!" He is a ten-thousand-year-old tortoise. What are you using to suppress him? He is eighteen generations older than your ancestors. You still want to suppress him?  People?  Isn¡¯t that funny!  "Hehe, I'm not a **!" Mo Changxing laughed twice. Looking at Wang Chongyang's appearance, how could he dare to move forward? He didn't want to lose his face and become like Wang Chongyang.It looks like neither human nor ghost.  "Wang Chongyang, didn't you say it was alive? Why is it lying there motionless, like a stone?" Mo Changxing asked.  "Sleep!" Wang Chongyang saw that Mo Changxing was not fooled and was not angry. He muttered, looked up at the altar above, and said: "Actually, the best thing in this ancient tomb of the gods is not this thousand-year-old Feng Shui bird.  Turtle, but the corpse of a god on the altar. Think about it, that is the corpse of a god, that is a god, and the flesh and blood of a god. To humans, it is the same as raw meat. If you take a bite, you will probably have  The effect of resurrecting the dead is already there, maybe you can even become a god directly!" (To be continued)
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