Chapter 564 Goodbye, little brother!
Hu Ming did not show the slightest interest in these things that he had known for a long time, and still looked at the ring marks with a slight frown.
Suddenly, Hu Ming pointed his fingers like a knife at the same time. In the astonished eyes of several people, he used his two-finger hole-exploring technique. With lightning power, he aimed at the center of the ring and stabbed it hard!
Click~!!.
The crisp sound of the wooden boards breaking sounded, and Hu Ming's two fingers easily penetrated the coffin, opening a small, secret space.
This is a square space of about three inches.
A small, exquisite and simple square seal lies quietly inside.
Looking at this unusually familiar small ancient seal, Hu Ming's eyes immediately straightened. He took out the little thing in disbelief and looked at it carefully.
Old and simple, with vicissitudes of life, the ancient seal is engraved with two rows of eight small ancient seal characters - God's blessing, no taboos!!!
This thing is clearly hanging on Hu Ming's chest That hair mound seal!
Subconsciously, Hu Ming covered his chest to confirm whether his hair mound mark was still there.
"The Zhang family is like a dog, and the Faqiu Tianguan is like a dog. Sure enough, history is always written by people. You have to believe it, and you can't believe it completely. Anyone who believes it completely is a fool!"
Hu Ming smiled expressionlessly, he probably understood.
Faqiu Seal had already been destroyed by the Guanshan lineage during the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty?
Fart!
To put it bluntly, Hu Ming even believed that the Zhang family was one of the origins of the ancient Chinese industry of head-to-head fighting!
The Zhang family was good at stargazing, looking for dragons, and two-finger cave exploration. , isn’t this the standard configuration of Faqiu Tianguan?
It is not difficult to understand that the orthodox Faqiu seal may have been controlled by the Zhang family after a certain era, right?
As for the view The one that destroyed the entire mountain chain.
During the Ming Dynasty, the Zhang family was not yet weak. Is it difficult to treat the mere Guanshan Feng family like a monkey?
With the background of the Zhang family, is it difficult to create a Faqiu seal that can be faked? And is that really all there is to the Faqiu seal? What happened to the two seals of yin and yang?
Holding the Faqiu Seal with one hand and avoiding the gazes of several people, Hu Ming simply put it into his pocket, without any intention of revealing this true history to anyone.
In any case, the Faqiu Seal obtained from the system at the beginning was genuine, and that was enough.
As for the second genuine Faqiu Seal, Hu Ming had not yet decided what to do with it.
After a while, Hu Ming and others slowly walked out of Zhang Ruitong's mourning hall.
As always, Fatty doesn't care that Zhang Ruitong is Zhang Qishan's grandfather. After all, Fatty is not from the Nine Sects and has nothing to do with Zhang Qishan, right?
All the precious funerary objects under Zhang Ruitong's body have been put in. Fat man's pocket.
At this time, the four of them were cautiously exploring the depths of this layer.
The looming and intermittent strange footsteps sounded more and more frequently.
Even if Hu Ming didn't remind them, Wu Xie and the other two people subconsciously began to be vigilant. There was a huge danger that was constantly approaching.
Deep in the corridor on this floor, the footprints followed by Hu Ming and the others suddenly stopped, and there was no trace of any human beings in front of them.
Hu Ming turned the light upward.
Sure enough, someone violently smashed a crack in the ceiling!
“Is it on top?”
Xiaohua looked at the dark Cracks, whispers.
"Well, that's where the sound comes from."
Hu Ming nodded slightly, plucked onions from a dry land, stood up, and jumped half of his body into a crack more than three meters high.
"Hugh~" Under the power of Night Eyes, Hu Ming could see clearly the situation above the crack without even the need for light, and whistled slightly frivolously.
The uppermost floor is not actually a standard floor in an ancient building, but a special storage space similar to a secret room.
It is estimated to be about thirty square meters, and the surrounding shelves are filled with countless precious calligraphy and paintings.
Obviously, the Zhang family knew how overbearing the final defense measures of their ancient building were, and they were reluctant to have these precious things destroyed, so they specially built such a closed secret room to store these things.
And Huo Xiangu had long known the final defense measures of the Zhang Family Ancient Building, and had tried her best to obtain the architectural drawings of Shaanxi Lei, in order to find such a safe place to save lives.
But
in the large space of Nuo, the ground was covered with corpses.
Huo Xiangu's withered body lay quietly in a circle of people. The snow-white skin that was originally the standard for women of the Huo family was now covered with a layer of gray.
The corpse spots unique to the dead have already covered the body, and there is really no sense of beauty.
It seems that these people have been lingering here for a long time. Even through the gas mask, Hu Ming can still clearly smell the smell of feces and urine
It sounds disgusting, but it is In fact, if you look closely, you will see that the clothes on the lower bodies of these dead people are already dirty and messy, making it difficult to see.
Even Huo Xiangu is no exception.
What makes people feel most heartbroken is that all of these people have shriveled faces and bleeding from their seven orifices. Countless dark red blood stains gathered along the seven orifices and gathered at the soles of their feet, leaving behind dark red dried blood stains.
Coupled with the horrifying and desperate expressions on the dead faces, this place is simply a hell on earth.
Turning over and coming to the top, Hu Ming gestured to Wu Xie and the others below, took off his gas mask, and without being too dirty, sat down beside the "corpse" who was sitting cross-legged alone.
This is my little brother.
“Tsk, if it weren’t for the fact that my five senses are astonishingly sharp and my hearing is beyond ordinary people, I would have thought that you really would have died right here.”
After lighting a cigarette, Hu Ming patted the motionless brother's body, secretly breathed a sigh of relief and joked.
The little brother didn't react at all, he was motionless, as if he was really like a corpse.
But Hu Ming was keenly aware that there would be a weak bullying on the little brother's chest every tens of seconds, and the sound of breathing would also be heard in his ears.
Looking carefully, there are a pair of exquisite silver bracelets on the wrists of both hands.
In the darkness, this pair of silver bracelets faintly exudes a strange and undetectable halo, rising and falling with the brother's unusually long breathing,
".You are indeed here..You shouldn't have come in."
"Go quickly. Time is running out..It's too late.."
"It has been fed. Already "Wake up"
Just when Wu Xie and the other three climbed up on the ladder and the light filled the dark room, the brother's eyelids trembled slightly and his dry lips wriggled.
The little brother’s voice was so weak that no one could hear it except Hu Ming.