The villain of Quick Transmigration was washed white by accident

Chapter 408 The Legacy of the Republic of China 4
In addition, he has several stripes on his body, which makes people want to cry.

Qingdai was very thankful that she always liked to bring some insignificant things. He sprinkled salt on the leeches, and the leeches writhed continuously due to the pain. The leeches in his body were rampant, bringing people extremely painful feelings .

The outer part of the leech turned into pus, and the inner part was still struggling. He cut the opening with a dagger and sprinkled all the salt on it. The pain made him tremble, and his teeth bit his lip.

After a while, he fed himself a pill, crushed the other pill into powder and touched it outside.

One is to stop bleeding, and the other is to cover up the smell of blood.

There are many strange things in the tomb, maybe there are some weird things, these things probably have been with the corpse for a long time, and they especially like the smell of blood.

For the sake of trouble, the tomb robbers always wear this on their bodies.

He walked inside, and the long lights along the way were lit one by one, and there was a special fragrance.

He walked to the end of the corridor, and at the end there was a door with an inscription engraved on it. He looked carefully, and it turned out to be: You sacrifice with blood, and I will live forever.

After thinking about it, he cut his palm and let the blood out, feeling a little regretful in his heart, if he had known earlier, he would have waited here to get it done, wasting so much blood in vain.

Even now, it was meaningless, he put down his hand, the door opened automatically, inside was an empty tomb, the tomb led to eight places, each door was one of the eight trigrams, and the eight gates were the eight trigrams array.

Qing Dai didn't rush, but looked around the tomb, touched the wall next to the Kanmen, the center of the tomb collapsed, and a nanmu coffin appeared, the coffin lid was open, he squinted for a while, intending to approach , He couldn't walk five steps, he stopped, and he saw it.

The words written on the coffin with some kind of special paint: Xu.

He could see it instinctively, but this special pigment can only be seen at a certain angle.

He was silent, wondering what he meant, and after much deliberation, it was only related to the eight gates, or to the coffin, no matter what it was, he couldn't try it, he could only find a way to confirm the past.

He felt a little regretful. If he knew this earlier, he would learn from others and bring a few apprentices down. Not only would he teach some skills, but he could also be a substitute for dead ghosts at special times.

He put away his useless fantasies, took two steps forward, and had a clear view of the situation inside the nanmu coffin. Inside the coffin was a jade pipa. Carried away, but when the time comes to leave the tomb, it is also possible to carry it.

But now he is staring at the Eight Diagrams Gate in a daze, wondering which door to enter, don't need to think too much, there is only one way of life, or all of them are dead, after all, this is probably a fake tomb.He wanted to enter the gate of life, but then remembered the imaginary word on the gate.

It stands to reason that there are many explanations for emptiness, but the first thing he thought of was: reality is emptiness, emptiness is reality.

He had many reasons to doubt whether the so-called gate of life would be a dead end.

It has to be said that the person who built the tomb grasped people's minds very well.

And Qing Dai didn't hesitate for long, he directly stepped into the gate of life.

The door of life looks like a door of death. When he said this, he had been in the tomb for at least a day.

Since he entered the door of life, he has been moving forward endlessly. At first it was a long corridor. The moment he walked in, the stone door was closed. When he looked back, the door was no longer there, so he had no choice but to go forward. Back at the original place, he wondered if he had encountered a ghost hitting the wall. It was extremely unlucky for him to make his own special marks on the wall. She couldn't see these special marks for the second time. This proved that he Been walking in different places.

He was thinking how big the tomb would be if it wasn't for the same road.

He gradually felt hungry. He stopped and leaned against the wall, feeling a little unlucky. He had robbed countless tombs, not hundreds, but dozens, but he had never seen such a tomb. It is suspected that the person who built the tomb made up his mind to trap them to death.

In fact, he had nothing to eat, and his spirit was also on the verge of collapse. If he hadn't maintained his sanity, he would have gone crazy long ago.

People here are either starved to death or sleepy.

terrible.

He closed his eyes, began to construct patterns little by little, walked the same path thousands of times in his mind, and finally found the problem.

He took a few steps forward and touched the wall. There was a slight bump on the wall. He reached out to touch it, and passed through it with both hands. Soon, his whole body passed through it.

He returned to the tomb, there were twelve people in the tomb, it seems that when he disappeared, the young master recruited a few more people.

The young master looked at him and said with a smile, "Long time no see."

"Oh, three days at most."

The little marquis said: "Today is exactly the third day."

As if he didn't understand the meaning behind the young master's words, he said to himself: "Do you have anything to eat? In exchange for news about the tomb, I will only tell one person."

The young master looked at him.

He said with a half-smile: "Little Marquis, there are rules in the tomb, and there are quite a few rules in the family No. 18. Although you are an employer, it's better to keep it light."

The little marquis said, "I'll come."

He said: "If it's the young master, I'm afraid you will have to pay more. After all, you know it, and everyone here knows it."

The young master beckoned, and his attendants came over with something to eat.

Qing Dai beckoned and said, "Come here."

Lord Hou walked over.

Qing Dai said: "The gate of life here is a dead end. After entering, there will be an infinite loop. If you want to get out, there is a trick, that is, touch the wall. There is a soft bump on the wall. You can hit there to get out."

Then the young master went to deploy, Qingdai squatted down to eat, after eating, she roasted the dagger over the fire and began to gouged out the rotten meat, lest it would be too late to find a doctor after finally going out, when only one person was left. Heaps of rotten meat.

When Master Wu saw it, he gave him two medicines to mask the smell of blood. He crushed them and sprinkled them on. It hurt so fucking badly.

This is the reason why he doesn't like to go to the tomb, it is easy to make people's whole body hurt, and every time he goes to the tomb, he doesn't have any good meat on his body.

The young master glanced at him, but didn't move, as if he was evaluating whether to give him medicine.

Qing Dai understands very well.

The young master is such a person, no matter who he is, he wants to use it, but it is a matter of course to throw away anything that is worthless. He has suffered it once and does not want to suffer it again.

The feeling of being thrown away like this kind of garbage is really bad. At that time, he gave up before waiting for him. He figured it out. Obviously, so many people said before that the young master is not a good thing. He didn't believe it. Believe it when you get hurt once.

Sometimes, people, you have to be fooled before you can understand, otherwise no matter how much others persuade you, it will be useless.

Thinking of this, Qing Dai couldn't help but smile, probably because he was used to acting as an actor, and his smile was full of charm.

Little Hou Ye was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to see if those people had come out of the Eight Diagrams Gate or not.

(End of this chapter)