Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Gao Zhijian, what are you talking about? Could it be that you read it wrong? Chun Xiaoman looked at the brown book in the other person's hand with a puzzled expression.

What came out of the other party's mouth was so messed up that she really couldn't understand what was being said. What was it that had no life or death, and what was it that gave birth to something from the Dantian?

How come his own son crawled out of his own corpse? Is he still a human being?

A strange idea popped up in Xiaoman's mind. Could the person who wrote this book be a lunatic like Senior Brother Li?

Feeling that his companions were suspicious, Gao Zhijian put his hands in his pockets and continued walking forward silently against the wall. snort

Chun Xiaoman was about to pull Bai Lingmiao to follow him, but as soon as he touched Bai Lingmiao's hand, he felt that the other person's hand was very cold.

What's wrong? Miaomiao? Hearing Chun Xiaoman's question, Bai Lingmiao, who looked very sad, shook his head and followed Gao Zhijian's back in the distance.

As I was walking, after a while, there was another book. This seemed to be a place for books, but the content of this book was more obscure than the previous one. It was better not to read it.

Miaomiao, why do you have these weird books in your ancestral hall? Chun Xiaoman asked the only living Bai family member.

This place doesn't look dangerous, but whether it's the white lotus flags or the contents of the previous book, it always feels weird.

I wonder what kind of people would build such a big place under their own ancestral hall and create such messy things. If you disturb the ancestors in the ancestral hall above, aren't you afraid that your ancestors will come and curse you in their dreams?

Bai Lingmiao paused for a while before answering, as if he was trying to remember something. I don't know. I'm a woman. I used to worship ancestors and so on, but they never let me in.

At this moment, Gao Zhijian in front of him stopped again. His tall body stood there blankly, so that the two people behind him didn't know what was in front of them.

Horse. Gao Zhijian rarely stuttered.

Bai Lingmiao suddenly let go of Chun Xiaoman's hand, walked up to Gao Zhijian, and looked up at the ceramic horse head that was larger than his own body.

The horse's head was lifelike, as if it were real. The horse's two eyes stared straight ahead, making anyone standing in front of it feel tremendous pressure.

Bai Lingmiao walked under the horse and touched the smooth and hard body with her hands. There was a trace of confusion in her eyes. This feeling was so familiar.

This porcelain horse is really big. How big of a stove do you need to burn it? Gou Wa said with emotion.

Huh?! The surprised Chun Xiaoman turned to look at Gouwa who suddenly appeared, When did you come?

Why can't I come? Seeing you two running this way, I thought you were sharing the spoils without telling me. Gou Wa looked around the big ceramic horse.

Junior sister Bai, your Bai family used to be in the ceramic business? Selling such a big horse would cost you twenty or thirty taels of silver, right?

As he said this, he turned around and bumped into a figure in the darkness, which made him tremble with fright.

After seeing that the figure was just a ceramic man without a head and arms, he kicked the opponent with a curse.

I've been to this place before. Bai Lingmiao's voice attracted everyone else to look at her.

Bai Lingmiao stared at the tall horse and tried hard to recall those very vague memories. My grandfather brought me here when I was very young.

I cried that day and wanted to ride a horse, but my grandfather said it was too dangerous to ride a real horse, so he brought me here and let me ride this clay horse. I had a great time that day.

As he spoke, Bai Lingmiao frowned, I seem to remember the horse flying and it took me to play in the painting. It was very lively there. There were many adults and children playing with me! Yes! Here! There’s a painting!”

Thinking of something, Bai Lingmiao quickly turned around and rushed towards the darkness. The others were shocked when they saw it and hurriedly followed.

Before they walked a few steps, they saw Bai Lingmiao stop in front of a wall. There were paintings on the wall, but the paintings were all pure white lotuses blooming on the dark water, and there were not many of the people she had mentioned before.

Here. Where is this place? At this time, Bai Lingmiao remembered what Senior Brother Li seemed to have said to him, which seemed to mean that the Bai family had done something bad.

It was just that before, she was completely shocked by the huge despair that her whole family had passed away, and she almost collapsed emotionally, so she didn't notice this at all.

No, how could it be possible? My grandfather...my father and my mother. Bai Lingmiao thought of the perfect image of her family in her heart, with a trace of hesitation on her face.

Look, the little lotus on the wall is actually an oil lamp. Gouwa took out the fire box and went over to light it.

As the white lotuses gradually ignited, everything around them gradually lit up, and the entire empty underground hall was gradually revealed in front of them.

The first thing that attracted attention was a mural at the front of the hall. The mural was huge, and there was an incense burning cauldron in front of it, which proved the importance of the mural in the heart of the original owner.

The mural depicts six lifelike galloping black horses. On top of the black horses is a blooming white lotus, but there is nothing on the lotus.

Originally, the background color of this mural was bright yellow, but on top of the lotus, a twisted area was so weird that it didn't even have a background color, directly exposing the uneven adobe wall, making it look particularly abrupt.

After seeing the mural with unknown meaning, they began to look around the entire hall.

The entire hall is rectangular in shape, with a height of two feet. The entire hall extends in all directions, and there are many holes around it that lead to unknown places.

It seems that there is another underground village underneath the entire Niuxin Village.

The tops of the walls are painted with various exquisite patterns, most of which are white lotuses, with the lower ends set off by ink black.

Coupled with the three huge ceramic black horses in the center of the hall and the hundreds of unfinished ceramic figures around them, this scene made Gouwa's jaw drop in shock. Tsk, tsk, tsk, this emperor's palace is just this grand, isn't it?

Seeing that there was no danger at all, Gao Zhijian put down the mace in his hand, scratched his head and looked at Bai Lingmiao beside him in confusion.

Miaomiao? What's wrong? Looking so bad? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Why don't you go up first? Chun Xiaoman asked softly while supporting Bai Lingmiao.

Bai Lingmiao shook her head and gently pushed Xiaoman away, looking at everything around her with a complicated expression, looking for the vague memory that existed in her memory.

As Bai Lingmiao was thinking about it, he saw a vague figure of a child among the ceramic figures around him.

She was wearing a tiger-head hat, tiger-head shoes, and a cotton-padded jacket. Her big pink eyes were very cute.

Big big big~!

The child staggered forward, and when he was about to fall, he threw himself forward and fell into the arms of a smiling old man.

Hey, good girl, do you like grandpa?