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Chapter 255: Poems of Mourning the Dead

Mu Ningzhi was listening with a red face as blood as he was silent. Zhou Shaobai looked at her and smiled and said, "Don't worry, I can hold my breath for a long time. If you can't resist the poisonous smoke, I will save you."

This was intentional to incite Mu Ningzhi. Mu Ningzhi was as delicate as his hair, so how could he not know? So he glared at him fiercely. Zhou Shaobai smiled, jumped onto the stone platform, and said, "I'm going to open the coffin, you can protect yourself!"

Mu Ningzhi and Yu Qiluo quickly flashed to the corner of the tomb chamber, covered their mouths and noses tightly with their clothes, Zhou Shaobai took a deep breath, calmed his breath, and then suddenly lifted the coffin board!

The poisonous smoke that had accumulated in the coffin for a long time suddenly burst out. For a moment, Zhou Shaobai was so angry that he burst into tears and coughed continuously. He quickly covered his mouth and nose, swung his sleeves, and squirted the red poisonous smoke in front of him.

After seeing clearly in front of you, Zhou Shaobai jumped into the coffin, grabbed the damaged treasures at the bottom of the coffin, and threw them out hand by hand.

After a while, the coffin was found at the bottom. Zhou Shaobai saw that there was brocade woven on the bottom, so he pulled it out and looked carefully. He saw that the brocade woven was embroidered with gold thread, and there was a poem on it.

Zhou Shaobai's heart moved and went to see this poem:

The two magpies are connected by the stems, and the stars are far away and the bright moon is bright.

How to entertain love? How to fall in love with the piaopian fairy music? How to fall in love with it? Beautiful as promised.

The deep feelings are like the sea. The heavy feelings are like mountains.

The cold moon and the wind are gone, and the cold lights are gone. Life is like a dream, and there is a trick.

The green mountains are broken, the cuckoos cry blood, tears fall in love with sorrow, and the paper ashes radiate snow.

Where is the Qiong soul going? The wind blew. I hope that my remaining body would fill the tomb.

If you live, you will have the same quilt, if you die, you will have the same quilt! If you live, you will have the same quilt, if you die, you will have the same quilt!

Although this poem is not very clever, you can tell the painful meaning of it at a glance.

Zhou Shaobai read it twice, and felt something, and he felt a little sad. After looking carefully, he found out that the signature was "Murrong Feng's Sorrowful Written in Sickness", so he thought to himself: It turns out that this poem was written by the old emperor when he missed Concubine Wan during his illness. No wonder the affection was deeply touching, and it was touching to read it. He originally only said that Murong Feng was born as a martial general, but he did not expect that he was still a person with a temperament.

He sighed in his heart, put Nishikori aside and continued to flip the coffin, but the rest were all bedding. Turning up the bedding, it was the coffin board, and nothing else was found.

Strange... nothing?

Zhou Shaobai scratched his head, very surprised.

If you don't even find it in the coffin, you'll be desperate.

He stood up and looked at Mu Ningzhi and Yu Qiluo who were hiding in the corner.

The two girls were trying hard to cover their mouths and noses. Seeing Zhou Shaobai approaching, they all looked eagerly inquiring. Zhou Shaobai couldn't bear to tell them that they had nothing to do, so they buried their heads in the way they were trying to find.

However, he could not hide it in the coffin for too long.

Zhou Shaobai's heart was covered with dark clouds, and he didn't know how to face this cruel fact.

He sighed in his heart, shook his head, looked at the red poisonous smoke that could not be dissipated from the top of the tomb, and thought to himself: It is impossible to imagine that dying in the tomb is almost a foregone conclusion. Instead of suffocating to death and starving to death, it is better to let the poisonous smoke seize his mind, and go to the underworld after indulging in love, and walk in this world without mercy, but...

He suddenly slapped himself in the face and said anxiously in his heart: Zhou Shaobai, how can you be so indulgent and depraved! As a practitioner of Taoism, you should be firm in your heart, especially at this critical moment of life and death, and you should not let the devils blind you! Since you have not found it in the coffin, you should seize the time and go to the side to explore it. This is the right way!

So he held the coffin with one hand, jumped out of it, and landed lightly outside.

At this time, the flames from the torch next to it were released in the coffin, which happened to be shaking on the side of Zhou Shaobai.

He was stunned and quickly turned around and saw that it was a bronze mirror embedded in the coffin.

This bronze mirror is close to the lower part of the coffin, and the tomb chamber is dark, so he has not noticed it just now, but at this glance, he can no longer move it away.

It turned out that there was an inscription engraved on the front of the bronze mirror. When you look closely, it turned out to be the poem on brocade weaving just now.

Zhou Shaobai thought to himself: Why did the same poem appear once inside and outside the coffin appear? Is it something that has the meaning?

While thinking, he reached out to touch the bronze mirror.

Under this touch, the entire coffin actually shook slightly and rose up!

Zhou Shaobai was shocked and hurriedly flashed aside. He saw that the coffin rose about three inches, revealing a long square hole on the base.

Mu Ningzhi and Yu Qiluo, who were in the house, opened their eyes wide and their hearts were shocked when they saw the strange situation.

This, this is!

If you live, you will die in the same quilt and die in the same quilt and die in the same quilt and die in the same quilt and die in the same quilt!

Zhou Shaobai quickly turned his head and looked at the blue bricks with dragon and phoenix patterns at his feet, and his heart flashed with inspiration: If the dragon refers to Murong Feng, the phoenix refers to Concubine Wan, then the dragon and phoenix are the same, isn’t it…

He hurriedly picked up the blue brick with dragon and phoenix patterns and inserted it into the hole. With a "click", the longan and phoenix eyes on both sides of the blue brick actually emitted light!

Zhou Shaobai was filled with joy and could not be cured. He even shouted excitedly: "I found the mechanism!"

Then, he couldn't wait to slowly spin the blue brick

The few people immediately felt the ground under their feet tremble slightly, and a dull sound of mechanism turning was made underground. The entire coffin began to rotate slowly, revealing the entrance of a secret passage hidden below it.

"Success!"

Zhou Shaobai was very happy and rushed towards the two girls. Mu Ningzhi and Yu Qiluo also cried with joy. They immediately came up. The three of them hugged each other tightly and were about to laugh, but Zhou Shaobai suddenly saw the red smoke above his head and said, "There is poisonous smoke here and should not be left for a long time. Let's hurry up and go into the secret passage!"

Mu Ningzhi nodded, Yu Qiluo whistled, and the red arrow immediately flew into her arms, so the three of them jumped onto the stone platform.

Zhou Shaobai picked up the torch with his feet. The torch swirled in the air for a week, and threw out a gorgeous fire dragon, which was then held tightly in his hand by Zhou Shaobai.

It turned out that he finally found a way out. He was extremely happy and played with a flower. Yu Qiluo smiled and said, "You can't get rewards if you sell art here. You can take us out of this ghost place and go back to the ground!"

"Okay, come with me!" Zhou Shaobai waved his hand and stepped onto the steps of the secret passage.

But Mu Ningzhi said, "Wait a minute."

She bent down and picked up the grass cage that Wu Laoliu had abandoned.

"Hey, Sister Mu, why are you doing this with me? Just throw it away!" Yu Qi Luoqi said.

Mu Ningzhi shook his head: "I don't know what's underneath yet. Being more precautions will always be a good thing."

Zhou Shaobai praised after hearing this: "It's really as meticulous as a hair! Then take the Master Tu!"
Chapter completed!
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