"Master Ye, what's going on?"

The fat man got goosebumps on his arms when he saw this. He took a breath and asked in a low voice.

The bottom and the surrounding of the altar were engraved with extremely deep and strange patterns.

And these patterns were almost filled with blood.

The tattered shoulder they were looking for was sitting under the altar, leaning against the entire altar, with his head lowered and covered in blood.

I don't know if he is alive or dead.

As for the "Colorful Cloud" created by Ye Ran using the paper figurine technique, it was thrown aside like a rag doll.

The tattered shoulder had a Qiongqi tattoo, and his skills were very similar to those of the young man. He had a very deep connection with the Zhang family.

He should have found that the colorful cloud was wrong after entering Niutougou, but there was no turning back.

He probably guessed that Ye Ran had replaced the real colorful cloud, but it was obvious that the colorful cloud was not the last trump card of the tattered shoulder.

Use the trick against the trick.

The tattered shoulder led them here.

What is this place?

In Ye Ran's memory, there is no such part in the plot.

It should be after he replaced Caiyun who was supposed to die here, that the tattered shoulder was forced to use the trump card that he had not had time to use.

Is it a hidden plot?

Ye Ran's eyes swept over the tattered shoulder and saw that he was just sitting there motionless. It can be seen that in order to activate this altar, the tattered shoulder must have paid an extremely tragic price.

The height of this altar almost supports the entire cave.

The shape is extremely strange, as if a huge round plate holds up a rectangle, engraved with countless ancient characters.

The fat man looked at Ye Ran and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask what characters were engraved on it.

Ye Ran shook his head at him and said, "I don't know."

Old Mrs. Huo also shook her head, her expression extremely solemn.

She said:

"Although I have neglected what I have learned over the years, I am afraid that I have come into contact with more ancient characters than you have eaten rice."

"It is not that Master Ye does not recognize these characters, but that they are unrecognizable."

"Master Ye, am I right?"

Ye Ran nodded gently.

Old Mrs. Huo continued to say to the fat man:

"After these characters were carved, they did not seem to want to be recognized, and they used some method to cover and alter them. These are the altered characters."

In other words, the people who built this altar did not intend to let later generations understand these characters.

Then why build an altar here?

Altar. Naturally, it is for people to worship.

But the intention of the builder was obviously not to let anyone who came later worship.

Then why build an altar?

Ye Ran looked around and felt that this place, like the Zhang family's ancient building, was full of an extremely unreasonable meaning.

——The coffins used in the Thousand Coffins Formation are very old.

At least hundreds of years old.

But this altar, and the words on the altar, seem to have been newly carved in modern times, and have been deliberately altered.

In other words, the coffins are older, and the altar is later.

How could there be such a contradiction?

Unless...

A guess suddenly emerged in Ye Ran's mind.

This Thousand Coffins Formation.

was deliberately transported here from other places by the person who built the altar.

The reason is also very simple.

It is not to confuse the later comers and make a ghost wall.

But to suppress! !

The surroundings of this cave are built like plank roads, and there are coffins densely placed, thousands of them.

And there is only one reason why these coffins are placed here.

That is to suppress this altar.

Suppress the things in this altar! !

If that's the case...

Then what on earth is in this altar that can make the people who built it feel like they are facing a great enemy, and even require thousands of corpses to suppress it?

"Oh, who cares about that."

The fat man raised his gun, pointed it in the direction of the collapsed shoulder, and said:

"Let's shoot him to death."

"Isn't that the end?"

"Master Ye, you can't be soft-hearted at this time! This guy has no good intentions along the way. He robbed my things, burned my boudoir, and wanted to take Caiyun as a hostage. Now he has led us to this weird place."

"He is looking for death!"

After the fat man finished speaking, he aimed at the collapsed shoulder and loaded the gun with a "click".

Mrs. Huo remained calm and just waved her hand behind her.

Several people she brought stepped forward and held down the fat man's arm tightly.

"Fuck! What are you doing?"

The fat man was shocked, "Mrs. Huo, we are partners. You want to disarm me just because we disagree?"

"You want to fight here? Do you think I am afraid of you?""You old woman."

"Fuck you!"

Old Mrs. Huo was too lazy to argue with the fat man. She just raised her eyelids and spit out a few words coldly.

"The altar has not been fully opened yet."

It was obvious that the collapsed shoulder was waiting for them to come before opening it.

However, the difficulty of opening the altar was obviously beyond the prediction of the collapsed shoulder, and some unknown changes had occurred.

Perhaps the collapsed shoulder was originally prepared to use Caiyun's blood and his own, but since Caiyun could not bleed, he could only use his own.

Therefore, the reason why the collapsed shoulder sat here was probably to lure them here and wait for them to take action.

Taking action at this time was what the collapsed shoulder wanted.

"Okay."

The fat man rolled his eyes and understood what was going on, so he said:

"Can't you talk it out nicely?"

"Let go of the fat man first. At worst, I can give you the pistol. Isn't that enough?"

Ye Ran made a gesture to Old Mrs. Huo, indicating that she should not attack the fat man.

Mrs. Huo also felt a little sorry, but in the situation just now, it was the safest way to prevent the fat man from shooting.

As soon as she waved her hand, her men automatically let go of the fat man and stood aside with their heads down.

"Master Ye, what are you looking at?"

Seeing Ye Ran just standing there motionless.

The fat man took two steps forward curiously and looked in the direction of Ye Ran's sight.

Instantly, he took a breath of cold air.

"Damn it..."

"I finally know what's so strange about the pattern on this altar."

"This altar is really too fucking big."

And you can't see the whole picture.

Now, after following Ye Ran's footsteps for two steps, the fat man understood it.

The pattern on the ground.

It turned out to be a painting! !

But this painting is like a seal, it is reversed, the convex part is concave, and the concave part is convex, so the lines look extremely messy.

It was like a scattered altar pattern, with a cold and strange feeling, but nothing could be seen.

At this time, the blood on the collapsed shoulder almost filled all the grooves.

The altar picture just appeared.

The altar was surrounded by dragon patterns, and the picture was extremely delicate and complicated. After being filled with blood, the clues could be vaguely seen.

The pattern on the ground was engraved with a scene.

A person was sitting high above, on a chair engraved with dragon patterns.

The others were kneeling on the ground.

They were very close.

It seemed that they were discussing something fiercely.

This scene...

was in the palace!!

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