dragon hunter

Chapter 206
Looking at the tomb-suppressing beast running towards this side, I threw the hooked jade sword in my hand, smashed one eye of the stone beast, and joined forces with Fatty Wang to get rid of this stone lump.

Now, apart from the old man Sima who was fighting with the Seventeenth Lord, there is only one tomb guard beast left, and the situation has unknowingly turned to our side.

Old man Sima also sensed that the situation was unfavorable, so he opened his mouth several times, trying to use his luck to kill Shi Qiye with words.

But Seventeenth Master was very experienced, so he wouldn't give him a chance to speak. Every time the other party said a word, he was attacked by Seventeenth Master desperately.

Old man Sima tried several times, but was interrupted each time, so depressed that he was about to vomit blood.

However, the Seventeenth Lord is not easy. Attacking a person with great luck will also be backlashed by him. The old man's face is pale now, and his forehead is sweating like rain.

I don't know how long Seventeenth Lord can hold on, so I rushed over there quickly, intending to finish off the last tomb-slayer beast, and then besiege old man Sima together.

Fatty Wang is a little bolder. Although this guy can't help much, it can attract the attention of the tomb-slayer beast and help me share the pressure.

With previous experience, the last tomb-suppressing beast didn't last long before it turned into a pile of lifeless stone lumps.

Fatty Wang and I had a smirk on our faces, and surrounded old man Sima. The balance of victory was already tilting towards us.

"I have great luck, whoever dares to hurt me will be cursed." Old man Sima shouted in a panic.

While he was speaking, his body was scratched by the Yuchang Sword, Master Seventeen let out a muffled grunt, blackness loomed on his face, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth.

My pupils shrank, I didn't expect Seventeenth Master to hurt the other party, and he was really cursed.

Seeing this scene, Fatty Wang immediately shrank his neck, slowed down his pace, and flinched, not daring to go forward.

I gritted my back molars, right now it's life and death, I don't care whether to curse or not, I gripped the Gouyu sword tightly, and planned to go up to share the pressure for the Seventeenth Lord.

Old man Sima went a little crazy, he got injured several times, and kept swearing, Master Seventeen's body was on the verge of falling, and he seemed to be unable to hold on.

"Chattering, noisier than ducks!" I cursed angrily, aimed at a gap, and threw the jade sword in my hand.

The emerald green sword light cut off an arm of old man Sima, and blood gushed out.

I swayed, and immediately felt a lifeless breath appearing in my body inexplicably.

"No, the other party has good luck, and I have also been cursed." My heart sank, and I felt that my hands and feet were a little slow.

Old man Sima let out a scream, his whole body was covered in blood, and he ran madly towards the bronze coffin, cursing continuously in his mouth.

The Seventeenth Master chased after him, and stabbed the opponent's back with his sword. Old Sima's body was stunned, and he fell headfirst into the bronze coffin.

"You will all die, and no one who steps into such a tomb will live!" The curse of the old man before his death echoed in the tomb.

The Seventeenth Lord spat out a mouthful of blood, fell backwards with his head up, and killed old man Sima, and he himself was backlashed by luck, which counted as one thousand injuries to the enemy and eight hundred injuries to himself.

I stepped over in three steps and two steps, stretched out my hand to support Lord Shiqi, and asked with concern: "Old man, can you still hold on?"

"Hurry up and get out, I don't feel right." The Seventeenth Master's voice was weak, and his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood.

The ground under his feet suddenly shook violently, and the entire tomb seemed to collapse.

"It's over, the back exit has been sealed long ago, how do we get out?" Fatty Wang looked panicked, as if the end was coming.

"Calm down, this is not a mausoleum for the dead. There must be a backup passage behind the tomb. Hurry up and find the mechanism." Seventeenth Master said in a hurry.

I carried the Seventeenth Lord on my back and hurried to the back of the tomb, and turned around to tell Fatty Wang to help take care of the two daughters behind me.

Fatty Wang, a coward, suddenly regained his energy, and ran back happily.

Halfway through the run, I suddenly remembered something, and turned back to the bronze coffin, groped for a while at the corpse of old man Sima, and took out a piece of incomplete ancient jade.

This is the other half of the astrolabe, and I didn't have time to study it. I felt that the ground was shaking more and more, so I ran away.

I carried the Seventeenth Lord on my back and came to the stone wall at the back. I knew nothing about tombs, so I didn't know how to find the mechanism.

Master Seventeen took out a handful of glass marbles, stuffed them into my hand, and asked me to throw them one by one on the opposite stone wall.

I hurriedly followed suit, and when Fatty Wang and the others rushed over, Lord Seventeen pointed at the stone brick opposite, saying that the mechanism was hidden behind the stone brick.

Without saying a word, Fatty Wang rushed over and smashed the hollow stone brick with a punch, revealing the mechanism hidden inside.

The shaking of the entire tomb became more and more severe. I hurriedly urged Fatty Wang to twist the mechanism.

A piece of gravel fell on the top and fell beside me, which startled me, and I quickly dodged sideways. Seeing Fatty Wang's clumsy movements, my mouth was bubbling with anxiety.

Fatty Wang fiddled with it, and under the guidance of the Seventeenth Master, he finally turned on the mechanism, and the stone wall on the side slowly moved away.

Before the stone wall was fully opened, I greeted my companions, and rushed into the passage with Master Seventeen on my back.

Right now the tomb is about to collapse, if he is buried alive in front of the exit, he will die unjustly.

This is a slanting passage, we ran in a hurry, there were gravels falling behind us, and we were terrified all the way.

"There is light ahead, we are almost saved." Fatty Wang almost cried out of joy.

Panting, we escaped from the tomb one by one. There was a loud noise behind us, the smoke and dust filled the air, and the passage suddenly collapsed.

"It's dangerous, take one step slower, and you'll be buried alive." I put down Master Seventeen and said with a heavy breath.

Escaping from the dead, we have no image, sitting on the muddy ground, panting, surrounded by woods, we don't know where.

"Hey, there is a black mark between your eyebrows." Fatty Wang stared at us in surprise.

My heart tightened, and I raised my head to look at Fatty Wang, and saw that there was also a black mark between his brows. I felt the evil aura above, and my face suddenly changed.

"This is a curse. Do you still remember what old man Sima said before he died?" Seventeenth Master leaned against the tree and said weakly.

"That old thief, he still hurts people even after he's dead." Fatty Wang spit on the collapsed tomb passage.

The Seventeenth Lord looked weary, he beheaded old man Sima, and paid a considerable price, even a faint horizontal line appeared on his forehead, indicating that he would be plagued by bad luck recently.

I stared at the black mark between everyone's eyebrows, and I always felt a little familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere before.

"This is not a curse, this is the Ziwu Chasing Soul Seal, a lost secret technique of the Wumen." Li Xiaolei said suddenly.

I slapped my forehead and remembered that this kind of weird secret technique was also mentioned in the Broken Physiognomy. That old man Sima was treacherous enough to lie to us even when he was dying.

The Ziwu Chasing Soul Seal has only one function, that is to allow the caster to return to life with a dead body.

If we are careless and treat this thing as a curse, we will be fooled by old man Sima. Once the imprint is activated, he will be resurrected by his corpse.

"Ziwu Chasing Soul Seal is very vicious. It is said that every midnight, there will be Nine Nether Specters to seek their lives. Do you have a solution?" I turned to look at Li Xiaolei and asked.

The Nine Nether Ghosts, invisible and qualityless, are not ordinary grievances. They are very difficult to entangle, and they can even kill people invisible in their sleep.

The vicious part of the Ziwu Zhuihun seal is that you don't know whether the companion around you, after waking up, is still himself.

Li Xiaolei's behavior was a little strange. She didn't rush to answer my question, but stared sideways at Yin Xian'er, "You have the aura of the witch sect on your body, and you came here for that?"

I was slightly taken aback, I don't know what Li Xiaolei was talking about, but Yin Xian'er's behavior has always been a little strange, it really seems to be hiding some purpose.

Yin Xian'er was silent for a moment, then raised her head and said, "It has always been my mother-in-law's wish to find the Wumen's "Funeral Sutra", but unfortunately there is no one in the mausoleum. Wang Chen lied to my mother-in-law."

My fingers trembled, "The Burial Sutra" is one of the oldest books of the Wumen, and it records many secret arts of the Wumen.

"He didn't lie to you, it's just that the "Funeral Sutra" is in another tomb." Seventeenth Master interjected.

"Really?" Li Xiaolei and Yin Xian'er spoke at the same time, staring at Master Seventeen and asking.

My heart moved, and I also stared at Seventeenth Master. If old man Sima hadn't mentioned it, I really wouldn't have known that this old man was actually a descendant of the Cao family.

"Don't look at me like that, I just heard from the elders in the family that there was such a book among the funeral objects of the ancestor Cao Cao." The Seventeenth Master moved his body and said.

Joy flashed in Li Xiaolei's eyes, she glanced at us, and said, "I don't know the solution to the Ziwu Chasing Soul Seal, but there is definitely a record in the "Funeral Sutra."

After Fatty Wang heard this, he immediately looked at the Seventeenth Master eagerly, and begged: "Old man, you are a descendant of the Cao family, quickly take us to the ancestor's tomb, we will not move anything, as long as the "Funeral Sutra". "

The Seventeenth Lord gave a wry smile and spread his hands, "I am a descendant of the Cao family, just like you, I have no eyesight for the tomb of Cao Cao's ancestor, and I don't know anything."

Fatty Wang wailed, with a distressed look on his face. Ever since he heard me say that he was imprinted with the Ziwu Chasing Soul Seal, and that every night there were ghosts demanding his life, he looked like he had lost his parents.

"Actually, you don't need to ask me, the person who can find Cao Cao's tomb is by your side." Seventeenth Master pointed to me with his hand.

I have a puzzled look on my face, with a conscience of heaven and earth, Cao Cao's tomb is so mysterious, even if I know it is nearby, I can't find the entrance.

The Seventeenth Master saw my expression, smiled slightly, and said the words "fixed astrolabe".

A flash of surprise flashed in my eyes, if the old man hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten about it.

Seeing everyone's eyes on this side, I reached out and took out two pieces of incomplete ancient jade, and put them together.

It's miraculous to say that the two incomplete astrolabe plates, after they were put together, immediately stuck to each other tightly, forming a seamless one.

A trace of faint fluorescence rose from the complete fixed astrolabe, and I felt that the round ancient jade in my hand seemed to come alive.

Holding the astrolabe in both hands, I suddenly remembered a problem, raised my face sadly, looked at everyone and said, "I don't know how to use this thing."

Fatty Wang looked desperate, and fell backwards with his head up, complaining constantly, saying that the next time he travels with me, it will be his grandson.

(End of this chapter)