Xiao Buyi!

The legend of Feng Shui on Hong Kong Island can even be said to be the legend of Feng Shui in China. Today, the two major Feng Shui factions on Hong Kong Island are from his heritage.

However, this person's whereabouts have always been mysterious, causing the world to not know much about him. The only thing he knows is that this person's Feng Shui Xuan Shu is highly accomplished, and it is said that he can reach the point of changing his life against the sky.

Therefore, when everyone heard Xiao Buyi's three words, they were all subconsciously shocked, but did not expect that Xiao Buyi had actually been to the ghost ship.

And also left a message on the ghost ship!

In the face of Zhang Wuming, an old Master of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, the old man with the sword moved his lips slightly, and he seemed to be afraid of something.

Seeing a strange look on his face, Zhang Wulong, the old master of Longhushan, was anxious to slam his feet straight: "Brother Li, what did Xiao Buyi leave, you said it!"

"Just come down with me!"

The old man with a sword took a deep look at the crowd, sighed and turned back into the ancient coffin.

Everyone was completely embarrassed by him. Coupled with the weird scene that Xiao Shun brought out his head before, no one dared to take a step forward.

Bai Shaoyu sneered coldly: "This old thing is a bit weird, so don't be fooled!"

Zhang Wuming seemed to be a little tangled. After biting his teeth, he eventually got into the coffin. His trip was to find a brother. Now how can he give up the message left by Xiao Buyi.

"Also, blessing is not a curse, it is a curse!"

Master Yizhen clasped his hands together, his eyes were clear, and after saying a Zen machine, he also followed into the ancient coffin.

"Let's go too!"

Seeing that both of them had left, Ye Chen looked up at Yuan Qitai and others beside him, and finally got into the ancient coffin.

...

If Xiao Shun had said it before, the bottom of the coffin was a passageway to another secret room. As soon as Ye Chen had penetrated into the coffin, he felt a horrible suction, and the whole person felt a sense of falling from the air.

Fortunately, this feeling is not lasting. It was just a momentary effort. When he landed on the ground, he found himself in a narrow sealed space, surrounded by night pearls, to illuminate the secret room.

In the distance, three figures stood faintly, three of them were Zhang Wuming, and at the same time, more than a dozen figures fell down one after another.

When the crowd walked over.

Then they saw Zhang Wuming and the three men secretly looking around a stone sculpture. The stone sculpture seemed to be a person, wearing a robe and holding a duster. He leaned against the wall in an extremely weird posture, one finger against the sky, and his eyes looked up. Fifteen degrees stare into the distance.

"what is this?"

Xiao Yuanjing, who followed, said, "How is it like a person?"

Luo Tianya frowned, "Will he be Xiao Buyi?"

"Good!"

The old sword-bearer and Zhang Wuming nodded in unison, and eventually Zhang Wuming slowly said, "The statue in front of me is Xiao Buyi. Fortunately, the poor Tao had the chance to see it a few decades ago. There is nothing wrong with it. "

"How come there is a statue of Xiao Buyi?"

"Where is he himself? Is he dead or alive?"

Many people asked questions secretly.

Ye Chen said, "Where is Xiao Buyi's pen?"

"You guys, look over there!"

The old man with a sword reached out and pointed at the wall behind the crowd, and saw that it was a mural with many patterns carved on it.

Someone walked over and looked at it, and found that the pattern on the mural turned out to be a ship, but it was worn out a little, it was very obscure, and there seemed to be someone in it.

"How are patterns instead of words?"

"A blurry pattern, who can understand?"

"Lie's, are you sure you didn't tease us?"

"..."

For a while, everyone's faces were a little unsightly, and they stared at the old sword-holders with a faint look at the trend.

At a critical time, it was still Luo Shuiyao's Emei Weiwei: "Mr. Li, how can you be sure that this is Xiao Buyi's note?"

"It's simple!"

The old sword-bearer smiled bitterly and reached for the stone sculpture of Xiao Buyi: "Look, where does Xiao Buyi look?"

Everyone couldn't help but look again and found that Xiao Buyi's eyes were staring at the mural in front of them at this moment, without moving.

Xiao Yuanjing frowned: "You mean this is Xiao Buyi's suggestion to us, what's on the pattern?"

"Good!"

The sword-holder nodded and said, "My husband suspects that the reason why Xiao Buyi left a statue is to imply something to us, and the implied content is above the mural in front of us!"

Speaking of this, he sighed: "Unfortunately, the pattern on the mural is a bit fuzzy, and no matter how old the old man can figure it out."

"Take a flashlight!"

Master Yizhen said, someone flashed the flashlight on the mural, and he stared at the mural even more.

"A mystery of broken pictures and ghosts, what if it is a coincidence? Besides, Xiao Buyi's hand is still pointing at it. Is there any hint on it?"

Luo Shuiyao secretly poked his lips and began to walk back and forth in the whole secret room, not knowing what she stepped on.

"Catch ..."

There was a crisp sound in the whole secret room.

The crowd was taken aback by this sudden voice and couldn't help looking back at Luo Shuiyao: "What happened?"

"I ... I don't know ..."

Luo Shuiyao looked a little flustered, his face blanked.

"Kacha ..."

The burst of crisp sounds continued, and in everyone's surprised eyes, I saw the statue of Xiao Buyi hanging out of thin air.

Underneath the statue is a dark grid.

"There is something!"

Zhang Wuming exclaimed, quickly walked over, put on a pair of gloves and put his hand into the dark grid.

During this period, the people almost held their breath subconsciously, staring at him intently, for fear of any accident.

Not long after, I saw Zhang Wuming take out a tile, the tile is not the size of a vinegar jar, the mouth can be held in one hand, and a piece of black cloth skin slowly fell out of it.

Zhang Wuming slowly opened it, and after exposing his eyes, he exclaimed: "It's a painting, it's a painting!"

The people were relieved, relieved, and walked around to start a large number of paintings around him, only to see a chart on it.

The nautical chart is divided into three parts, which are full of various people, most of them in period costumes.

The first is a group of dozens of people worshiping around a couple, and the second is a sudden rush of people at sea. These people seem to be pirates and have a war with the people on board.

And in the third picture, the image of the ship changed greatly, and the black-skinned ghosts floated on the ship. These ghosts turned into black-smoke and surrounded the whole ship, and the ancient ship Many people are trapped inside.