Chapter 116 The Bell of the Ghost House

After tossing for a while, Qiqi moved to Liu Qianlang, and carefully tasted the three peaches until he ate them all, teasing Song Zhen a lot during the process.

Song Zhen couldn't laugh or cry, he was neither angry nor laughing, he cursed inwardly, stinky bird, it's only strange if you don't clean up if you have a chance.

Liu Qianlang looked at Song Zhen's embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Hehe, who made you so anxious, no wonder Qiqi laughed at you."

Although Song Zhen wanted to get rid of it in his heart, but to be honest, he really had an indescribable liking for this bird. Playing and laughing, he stepped forward to poke Qiqi a few times, and said with a smile: "There is no bird that eats peaches, you are really a strange bird!"

"·························" Suddenly, a deep and powerful bell sounded in my ears.

The two of them, Yingying, became vigilant immediately, and carefully discerned the direction of the bell, "The Elder's House!" The two said at the same time. The four eyes met, stared at each other for a while, then glanced in the direction of the Emerald Mausoleum, and then shot in the direction of the bell. Kiki also followed at a low altitude above his head.

In the old man's house in my memory, there were always two rows of children in green clothes guarding the gate, but now in the moonlight, the gate was empty, and there was Xiao Suo in the desolation, which was a bit weird. Only the majestic bluestone gatehouse shone with solemn colors.

The bell kept ringing, and it sounded more solemn and terrifying when heard from a distance.

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Song Zhen's heart was pounding when he heard the bell, and looking at the sky, it was exactly midnight. Looking sideways at Liu Qianlang, he said: "Qianlang, I think we should go back. Maybe those people from Longyun Villa will come too."

But Liu Qianlang didn't seem to hear Song Zhen's words, so he floated and jumped into the gate, and Song Zhen had no choice but to follow. After passing through many courtyards and pavilions, I finally hid my figure on a branch of a strange tree. Looking through the secret leaves, the bell tower of the Presbyterian Court is in front of you, and eight ancient bronze bells are hung on the roof one by one.

Under the moonlight, the light is not very bright, but the eight bells seem to emit light by themselves, which is very clear. Each ancient clock is more than two meters high and has a diameter of about one and a half meters. The surface of the ancient clock is engraved with many strange patterns, and there are countless unknown inscriptions engraved in the patterns, which is very strange. He vaguely felt that the ancient clock was covered with a strange halo, which was extremely difficult to detect, but Liu Qianlang still noticed it from time to time. Inside the halo, there seems to be a boundless space, the space is covered with clouds and mist, and the bottom is a vast ocean. Other than that, Liu Qianlang didn't find anything else.

I closed my eyes slightly, concentrated my energy, and when I looked again, the halo disappeared, and I saw only eight bells shaking non-stop, making rhythmic Dangdang sounds at the same time. A log ringing a bell.

The clock was shaking, but the wood that struck it did not move. This is outrageous!

Both of them suddenly realized this, and they were shocked. They thought about the haunted matter of the old people's house in an instant, and felt that their feet were numb, and they couldn't control their feet squatting between the branches.

The four eyes were fixed on the cold blue ancient clocks, and as they swayed, the heart trembled.

Suddenly, a strange figure leaped into the night sky between the ancient clocks.

The two didn't think too much, and chased after the figure in the direction where it fell. For a while, he couldn't care less about studying the ancient clock.

The strange figure seemed to draw the attention of the two of them intentionally, always dancing tens of meters in front of the two of them, but no matter how fast or slow the two chased, they could never catch up. When the two chased into a courtyard, the weird figure disappeared.

Looking around the courtyard in front of him, he was in a mess everywhere. The houses in front of him had long been broken, the walls were broken, the trees were broken and the stones were paralyzed. The flowers, plants and trees outside were also scorched. There was a stench of white bones under his feet. Under the dim moonlight, from the clothes on those bones, it is enough to show that these people are the elders of the villa who were slaughtered when the villa was destroyed.

The blue will-o'-the-wisp flickered, reflecting the pale faces of the two teenagers, the gnashing of hatred accompanied by the heavy bell, trembling in the air of Longyun Mountain.

In the courtyard, a huge pit was dug, and all the bones were buried one by one, and a monument was erected by chopping wood and saying: Lihun Tomb.

An old figure in the darkness watched all this, his face was stained with tears, his lips kept moving, but he still gritted his teeth and let the old tears flow freely. Seeing the two teenagers in white bury the pile of bones, a trace of relief was injected into the hatred. Raising his hand, a golden light pierced the darkness, several circles in the air, and lightly landed in front of the eyes of the two teenagers.

When he got up and was about to leave, a golden light suddenly shot from the Lihun Tomb, causing a sharp pain in his eyes, and when he looked intently, Liu Qianlang suddenly discovered that what was in front of him was the shining gold mirror that his master once said.

A burst of joy, Liu Qianlang grabbed it and stared at it. Dashes of light burst out from the whole body in an instant, reflecting the surrounding area thousands of feet like daytime, and a rare golden beam of light shot straight into the sky.

While illuminating the surroundings, a figure suddenly appeared on the Yaotian Golden Mirror, hiding behind a tree. His hair was disheveled, his clothes were in tatters, and his face was full of tears.

When Liu Qianlang discovered this figure, this figure also realized his exposure, and suddenly turned around and shot into the distance, but he was still a step too late. A thousand meters away, when he raised his head, two white-clothed boys were already standing in front of him. In front of him, a goshawk crouched on one shoulder. Another yin and yang eyebrows.

"Elder Dongfang!" The two teenagers in white said in surprise at the same time. The Yaotian Golden Mirror in Liu Qianlang's hand slipped to the ground because of surprise, the mirror was facing down, and the surroundings immediately fell into darkness again.

Staring at the two teenagers silently for a while, Dongfang Henxue smiled and said: "Children, you are finally here. I knew there would be such a day, and I am here to wait for your arrival. One is to take this treasure I leave it to you. The second is to warn you not to go to Longyun Villa to seek revenge. All Longyun Villas are descendants of the Coconut Kingdom three thousand years ago. To take revenge rashly, there is only one dead end! The third is to tell you a secret, through the Xianyuan Cave, you can find the legendary Xuanling Gate on the top of Yuntian in Longyun Mountain, go there to practice hard, and come back when you have skills in the future Revenge for the villa! Remember! Remember! However, it is not so easy to pass through Xianyuan Cave, there are three weird areas. If you want to pass through Xianyuan Cave, each area is a must, and each area is full of Dangerous, only those with great wisdom and determination can pass through, I hope you have this determination and fate..."

After finishing speaking, he coughed violently, then tilted his head, and fell silent.

The two teenagers were silent for a while, then carried Elder Dongfang to Lihun Tomb, dug up a corner, put the body and Yaotian Golden Mirror into it, and activated their thoughts, Yaotian Silver Mirror appeared in their arms instantly, Liu Qianlang took advantage of Song Zhen Unexpectedly, he also secretly stuffed the Yaotian Silver Mirror under the corpse, and then buried it.

After finishing all this, the two of them knelt down and kowtowed a few times, chanted again, and shot away from the elders' house amidst the sound of the bell.

The moment the two of them left, after a faint blue flash of the buried grave in the Lihun Tomb, an old man with disheveled hair quietly jumped out from the Lihun Tomb, with two strange mirrors shining in his hands. The disheveled hair turned silver in an instant, and the ashen face was covered with ruddy again, and the eyes were shining brightly, like a god of the lower world.

He nodded slightly in the direction where the two children left, put the two mirrors into his arms, and turned to another direction in the darkness.

With the Qingtian River Bridge under his feet, Liu Qianlang prayed silently, hoping that the master would not blame his disciples, and buried the treasure, the Yaotian Silver Mirror, in the Lihun Tomb. Only in this way, it will be easier to leave something to accompany those relatives who died tragically. It just so happened that Elder Dongfang had the Yaotian Golden Mirror, so if the gold and silver Yaotian Mirrors were in one place, he should accompany him so as not to feel lonely.

Thinking like this in my heart, I accidentally caught a glimpse of two beautiful lights flashing far above the elders' courtyard, one gold and one silver, and then disappeared in an instant, a flash of surprise flashed in my mind.