I am the tomb keeper

In front of the huge stone gate lay two giant pythons, Jiang Zhao couldn't see where their tails were.One is black and the other is white. Their heads are close together. There is a natural moat between the stone gate and the corridor, and the body of the python hangs down in the natural moat.

There is nothing above the moat, and there is no so-called chain bridge or wooden bridge at all. The way to get there is to fly over or step on a giant python.

Jiang Zhao's legs trembled a little, and he had to wake up the giant pythons to let them rest on the sky when he stepped on the body of the pythons.

But what's the difference between waking them up and actively feeding yourself into their mouths! ! !

Axi, I can't live through this day...

Jiang Zhao had a terrible headache. The tomb robbers encountered Zongzi Zombies when they entered the tomb. How could he meet either a mermaid or a giant python? Did he enter a zoo?The point is that he can't beat these animals. Didn't he just ask if a donkey's hoof can beat a python?Can black dog blood cure pythons?Can?Can!Jiang Zhao was a little crazy.

Jiang Zhao, who was still struggling there, didn't notice that the temperature in the tunnel was gradually rising.

The mermaid and the ignited flame intensified, and the temperature rose little by little, but Jiang Zhao was still unaware like a frog boiled in warm water.

The sleeping python opened its eyes in the warmth!

When Jiang Zhao looked up, he saw himself in a golden eye.

Jiang Zhao didn't dare to move at all. In terms of speed, he couldn't outrun the giant python, and he couldn't resist such a huge monster with Tarot cards.People say don't act rashly when encountering pythons, they love to escape struggling prey.

The white python woke up first, and it pushed the black python with its huge snake head, and its red eyes, which were different from the white python, opened suddenly.

The first thing the black python did when he woke up was to open his bloody mouth and pounce on Jiang Zhao.

"Ho!" A low growl came from the mouth of the white python, and the black python stopped after hearing the sound.Jiang Zhao looked at the sharp teeth on the top of his head, his mind went blank.

As if the black python didn't want to offend the white giant python, it shook its head away from Jiang Zhao who was already slumped on the ground. The thick python body was pulled up from the abyss, and the white giant python got up together.

"F*ck!" As the python's body was pulled up quickly, Jiang Zhao couldn't help but swear.

What two giant pythons, what the hell is a two-headed python!

The body of the python stood upright like a pillar that lifted the sky, and the body of the python that was raised suddenly stretched back, and a python bridge was built.

Jiang Zhao has no doubt that this must be the credit of Feng Shengmu in his arms, otherwise he would only be eaten.

Jiang Zhao swallowed, and hesitantly raised his foot to step on the python. The slippery and hard snake scales made him cautious with every step he took, for fear of falling into the abyss if he didn't pay attention to his feet.

When he came to the place where the python's body diverged, he hesitated. There was a door in front of each of the two python heads. It turned out that what he had to do was not to worry about the threat of the python, but to make a choice.

Jiang Zhao thought of the two-headed snake, the patron saint of Hera in Greek mythology. Like the giant python, one of them is white, which represents kindness and good luck.

Jiang Zhao felt that he should take a gamble, he stepped on the body of the giant white python, the black python arched its body at the same time, the huge snake head followed behind him, and a pair of cold snake eyes stared at him firmly.

If Jiang Zhao regrets turning around, it will attack immediately.This is a road of no return...

Standing in front of the stone gate, Jiang Zhao stared closely at the ancient writing on the stone gate. Jiang Zhao had seen such writing in Fengshengmu's cabin.Seeing that he was curious at the time, Feng Shengmu specially taught him to read some characters.

After reading the words on the door, Jiang Zhao knew that he had chosen the wrong way.The so-called black and white pythons are not representatives of good and evil at all.It is the opposite of yin and yang, like day and night.

Typing black and white python in the input method will produce 'black and white dragon', they represent day and night, all the truth and filth will be hidden during the day, and will only be revealed at night.

The six big characters on the stone gate are "Yang Suo Ji" and "True or Not True".That's not what it said.

The giant python behind him was still staring at him covetously, this road can only go to the dark.

Jiang Zhao gritted his teeth and stepped forward, stretching out his hand to pull down the mechanism next to the stone gate.The stone gate made a low sound, and the sound of the gears meshing was extremely clear, as if the sound of urging him to death hit Jiang Zhao's heart.

Another endless staircase.Jiang Zhao was also drunk, so he stabbed his head and retracted his tail, so let's just take one step at a time.

As soon as Jiang Zhao stepped into the door with his head and feet, the door was slammed shut by the giant python.

The heavy stone gate couldn't be opened without a mechanism. Jiang Zhao regretted not bringing a gun and explosives in, otherwise he wouldn't be so passive now.

The steps at the door seem to be made of jade, warm and transparent, floating in the air. Although he knows that the whole tomb is upside down, when he sees such a spectacle, he still can't help but sigh how powerful the ancients are, so backward in technology The era can create things that today's people can't create or even imagine...

Jiang Zhao had a vague suspicion in his heart that maybe the end of the stairs was the second floor of the tomb, and as for what was there, just looking at the mermaid and snake on the first floor, he knew there was nothing good about it.

He would regret his crow's mouth when he climbed the last step with difficulty.

The gatekeeper is a corpse dog, a half-rotten gatekeeper corpse dog lying at the end of the stairs, behind him are countless tablets.

Jiang Zhao's pupils shrank slightly. It was the memorial tablet of the tomb keeper, with Feng as his surname.

One can imagine the height of a corpse dog that is as tall as a person lying on its stomach. The nose and eyes of the corpse dog have been rotted to the brim, but its ears are still very sensitive. wake up.Just quietly waiting for the first bite of flesh and blood after waking up.

The corpse dog's speed was very fast, and when Jiang Zhao realized that it was jumping over to hide, he had already seen the blue and black teeth in the corpse dog's rotten and mutilated mouth.

Jiang Zhao pulled out his left hand and threw out a tarot card. The face of the card was pitch black, card number XIII DEATH.The corpse dog can get up, it is nothing more than the soul of the dead is restrained and unable to reincarnate.Then let death give it a ride.

The black card trembled and poured out a strong black breath, the silver armor, the white war horse, the skull face, the raised black flag was inserted into the ground, and the screams burst out from the depths of the earth.

The gray undead rushed towards the corpse dog with resentment and curse, and the huge impact shook the corpse dog away.

Jiang Zhao took the opportunity to dodge to the stone pillar beside him. Jiang Zhao carefully placed the Fengshengmu on the ground. He already knew that the things in the tomb would not attack the Fengshengmu.So the safest place for Fengshengmu is far away from Jiang Zhao.

In the distance, the hearse drove out from behind the undead, a ghost passed by, and the corpse dog fell to the ground, and the soul of the corpse dog was tied up and struggling by the spirit envoy on the passing undead vehicle.

Jiang Zhao watched the hearse disappear, and after confirming that the corpse dog really wouldn't stand up, he retracted the god of death and walked into the stone gate.

All the tablets seem to be carved out of the same mold, and the wood used is the same as the sticks used to nail the mermaids in the passageway. There is no other sign on it except for the words "Grave Keeper·Feng Shi".

Jiang Zhao was in a difficult situation. He took a long time to pick up a wooden sign near the stone gate and the closest to him.The tablet looks quite new, the latest tablet should be Fengshengmu's tablet.

Jiang Zhao, who was holding the tablet and looking at it, suddenly smelled a rancid smell, he turned his head sharply, and bit his head with sharp blue and black teeth, the corpse dog is not dead!

Jiang Zhao subconsciously raised his arms and put them in front of him.

"Ah!" Blood spattered on his own face, and the sharp pain of sharp teeth biting through his arm made Jiang Zhao drink out in an instant.

After hearing Jiang Zhao's cry of pain, the corpse dog's huge head shook violently, trying to tear Jiang Zhao's arm off alive.

Jiang Zhao was thrown into the air, and just as the corpse dog was about to be thrown to the other side, his hand lit up, and the ace of swords broke the card and unleashed a sharp sword, beheading the corpse dog's head with a mighty force.

Jiang Zhao, who was thrown by the inertia of the corpse dog, slammed into the middle of the grave guard's spiritual tablet, and half of the sandalwood table enshrining the memorial tablet was trampled.

A mouthful of fishy sweetness rushed into his throat, and Jiang Zhao curled up convulsively to resist the pain in his body.

The bitten hole on the arm had turned black, blood flowed all over the ground, and the corpse water from the canine teeth soaked into the wound, and the wound was already numb.

There were bursts of darkness in front of his eyes, ringing in his ears and dizziness, and Jiang Zhao could no longer see his surroundings clearly.The pain in his body also began to become numb, and waves of cold came over him.

Jiang Zhao felt that he was going to die, but he didn't want to die!

He still has something to say to Feng Shengmu...

Blood began to ooze from Jiang Zhao's body, and the sharp parts of the splintered sandalwood penetrated deeply into his chest and abdomen, and the Tarot cards in his arms fell to the ground and scattered.

The blood was slowly expanding and soaking the scattered Tarot cards one after another, Jiang Zhao's sense organs were slowly stopping working, and his eyes began to slacken.

At the moment when the farthest blank card was completely soaked, a voice asked in Jiang Zhao's mind.

"Do you want to live?"

"think……"

"Are you willing to pay the price?"

"I'd give anything but about him."

"The so-called changing one's life means using one's life for one's life. Are you willing?"

"Willing to..." As long as I see him again, it doesn't matter.

The desire to survive when people are on the verge of death is terrifying, and Jiang Zhao is the same, he is willing to trade everything for his life.

He hasn't awakened Feng Shengmu, hasn't confessed to him, hasn't proposed to him, hasn't been with him...he can't die!

The soaked bright red Tarot cards floated from the ground, one of which was blank exuded a soft golden light, and the ninety Tarot cards formed a hexagram with them as the apex, with a dot on the top and a hexagram on the bottom, Jiang Zhao's icy The body floats between the two.

The golden light became brighter and brighter, and finally turned into a thick liquid dripping on Jiang Zhao's body, and the hexagram below formed a black array with the corners of the Tarot cards as points.

A blue-gray soul appeared from the formation, its body was tied with chains, and was pulled out of the formation by the chains.A few strands of thick black mist protruded from the six-pointed formation and dragged on the undead body, and the undead shrieked in pain as the two strands of pulling force tore them apart.

Just when the undead was about to be torn apart, suddenly the blank card burst into flames and ignited everything. Jiang Zhao's body was instantly annihilated, and the undead also disappeared after screaming in pain.

All the tarot cards were burned out without a single one remaining.

……

...Do you believe in turning back time?

Jiang Zhao believed it, when he hugged Feng Shengmu again in front of the lying corpse dog!

He believed it...