Chapter 506
Wang Lang recognized the signature of Huangfu Ji, which was indeed the word Huangfu Ji.
But Wang Lang couldn't understand why he wrote such a sentence to make him be careful of the White Dragon King. Who was this sentence written for? Did Huangfu Ji know that someone would come here in the future and see this sentence?
There were many doubts, and Wang Lang was a little confused.
After turning over the jade pillow, Huangfu Ji did not explain where he ended up going, but just left such a sentence.
Wang Lang carefully fumbled the coffin, but did not find anything else.
There was no exit found. Wang Lang had to turn his eyes to other places.
The black shadow stepped down Wang Lang from above, but at the bottom of this place, four or five meters from the top, no matter how good Wang Lang jumped, he would never jump up and climb out. Besides, after he came down, he was in the compartment where the White Dragon King's body was. When he thought of the snow-white guy he bought, Wang Lang would not go back to death even if he beat him to death.
Wang Lang finally set his sights on the bronze statues of the four divine beasts in the corner of the wall.
The bronze statues are more than three meters high, extremely thick, huge in size, not hollow, solid. At that time, the process of making such a thing really costly. It is necessary to have a mine at home.
As the founding emperor, Bai Yan naturally had such conditions, but he just didn't know what to suppress when Bai Yan spent such a high price to cast the bronze statues of the four divine beasts. It couldn't be air.
After knocking and hitting the Xuanwu Divine Beast for a long time, Wang Lang finally climbed onto the Xuanwu Divine Beast's head and looked into the mouth with the iron chain in his mouth. After a long time, he saw nothing.
This thing is solid.
Wang Lang glanced inadvertently and found something. The bronze statues of these four divine beasts seemed to be in the wall, only most of his body was exposed.
After looking at both the Vermilion Bird and the White Tiger Bird, and checking them inside, Wang Lang jumped onto the Qinglong Bird again, and finally crawled to the Qinglong's head and bent over to look into the Qinglong's mouth.
After shaking the light on the mobile phone for a long time, Wang Lang discovered something different.
Qinglong had a lamp in his mouth.
Wang Lang took out the lighter and lit it, and then was surprised to see a line of fire from Qinglong's mouth to Qinglong's abdomen.
"My day!"
Wang Lang suddenly shouted softly and jumped off Qinglong.
The dense words gradually appeared on Qinglong's body.
The feeling was very magical and fantastic. The light in Qinglong's mouth spread into his body. There were many tiny holes in Qinglong's body. The light was transmitted into the holes, and finally dense small characters appeared on the surface of the body.
This craft is simply awesome, especially in that era where this craft was available.
It's simply amazing.
Each character is the size of a thumb and looks very clear. It is impossible to see if you don’t look carefully before. It is a word made of very small holes. Wang Lang sighed again, his ancestors are really awesome.
Wang Lang knew many words, and Qinglong stated something, and the general meaning was translated.
In the late Shang Dynasty, auspiciousness came from the sky, turtles came out of Luoshui, dragon horses sent pictures, white light shone in the world, swallowing and spitting out the mysterious yellow, opening up the sky and opening up the earth, shaking the eight wildernesses, inheriting the fortune of Haoyu, suppressing evil in the nine netherworlds, blessing Tianlan, winning the three emperors of Qi, and derby the five emperors.
Wang Lang took out his ears, "This is too shameless. He praised himself for his praises and his achievements in the Three Emperors and the Five Emperors. Why don't he go to heaven? He became the emperor and put gilds on his face. He wanted to praise himself in a variety of ways. Anyway, no one knows what he looks like after hundreds of years."
As he spoke, Wang Lang went around to the other side, and there were also words on the other side. There were fewer words on this side, only two sentences.
The white dragon was granted the title of princes, and the black dragon was conquered the nine netherworlds.
Wang Lang took out his ears and roughly understood what this sentence said. According to this idea, the White Dragon King became the founding emperor at that time, and the Black Dragon King was suppressed by the White Dragon King. The other side of the bronze statue of the Azure Dragon said, "Suppress the evil spirits, if you say so, the Black Dragon King became a evil spirit?"
Oh shit!
Wang Lang muttered.
In front, the white dragon swallows the black yellow, and the black dragon stabilizes the vastness. Why is it now a white dragon and a prince again? The black dragon has conquered Jiuyou?
The above also records other things, probably telling the emotional story of the White Dragon King, but the language is not very smooth, just like it was written on purpose, and Wang Lang gave up without reading much.
The words on Qinglong's body gradually faded and eventually disappeared completely.
Wang Lang looked into Qinglong's mouth again and found that the fire was extinguished. He lit it with a lighter several times but didn't light it, but he clearly saw that there was oil inside. He just couldn't light it. This made Wang Lang very fascinated and praised the awesomeness of the ancients.
He knocked around and looked for the exit. After not finding it, Wang Lang became a little bored and became a little humble for a moment. He wanted to see if the white tiger here is male or female. Wang Lang, who was studying the gender of the white tiger under the white tiger, heard a shaking sound.
The lights are out.
Wang Lang obviously felt the floor under him slid.
The dark room was covered in darkness, and only Wang Lang's mobile phone lights were on.
Wang Lang stared at his eyes and held his breath and looked around. His heart couldn't stop jumping. He got up and touched a secret grid to light the lamp. When he passed by, he was surprised to find that the secret grid had disappeared and there was nothing on the wall.
He felt a little panicked. Wang Lang shone with his cell phone light, and his eyes gradually condensed on the coffin in the middle.
The coffin lid was actually closed.
The sound just now should have come from here. Wang Lang hesitated for a moment and groped towards the coffin.
The coffin was covered steadily with iron chains bound on it, as if it had never been opened.
Wang Lang put his ear on the coffin and heard nothing.
When he turned around, he scanned his eyes inadvertently. Wang Lang almost glared out. The bronze statues of the four divine beasts at four corners all appeared. Their butts were all inside the wall, but now they all came out.
When Wang Lang looked up, he found that there was a square hole on the top of his head, and he didn't know where to lead.
The hole was directly above the coffin. Wang Lang couldn't jump up like this, but standing on the coffin was enough to jump in.
After thinking about it, Wang Lang bowed three times to the coffin in a regular manner, disturbed it with a sound, and then gently stepped on the coffin and jumped into the square hole.
As soon as Wang Lang left, the coffin lid opened and the lights lit up in the dark room again.
Sitting up from the coffin, one person with a clear eyes, wearing a mask, blocked half of his face, looked up at the place where Wang Lang disappeared, the man lay down again, grabbed the coffin lid and covered it with Xin's hand.
It is a square channel from beginning to end, with a fragrance inside, which is the fragrance of the colorful poisonous mushrooms before. Wang Lang held his breath and drilled out along the channel.
After more than ten minutes of drilling, a colorful light came into view, and Wang Lang seemed to be approaching a colorful world.
After carefully identifying it for a long time, Wang Lang found that he was standing at the entrance of a tree hole.
Chapter completed!