I stared at the man's head carefully, and I was suddenly stunned and remembered.

The head was the body of the deceased man who had been delivered to the small temple that day.

The undertaker chopped him up from the neck down into small pieces and scattered it on the hillside to feed the vultures, leaving the head on the door panel of the small temple.

As we left, he chanted the sutra on the head, and less than two days later, the head was thrown here, into the hands of the bloody corpse, and became its meat.

With a click, I turned on my headlamp abruptly.

The beam of light shone on the face of the bloody corpse, and the bloody corpse suddenly raised its hand to block the light, covering its eyes, and then retreated again and again.

When he had adjusted to the light, he took off his right hand and looked at me fixedly, and then stretched out the head of the man he was holding in his left hand, motioned for me to eat it, and said happily, "Baza Black." ”

The hairs stood on end all over my body, didn't it realize that the human head in its hand was the same kind as mine?

Or is it in its conception that it is okay for people to eat people?

I looked up and down, and there must have been an exit above, but it was very high, like a building with a dozen floors.

Then seeing that I didn't react, it just sat on the ground, and then held the person's head and gnawed wildly over there, and there was a rustling sound, which made people extremely uncomfortable to hear.

It ate on its own, completely oblivious to my existence.

I endured the intense feeling of nausea and looked around closely.

There were a lot of dry bones around me, and they were on my side, not the pure skulls behind the bloody corpses.

And these dry bones are very old, and some of them have turned into corpse mud.

These are finished bones, and they have shackles on their hands and feet, so they may be slaves or prisoners.

It is also possible that the workers who built the underground tomb were destined to die by the time the tomb was completed, that is, on the day of their burial, when they were chosen to build it.

If my guess is correct, this chamber was used to bury the workers who built the tomb, then what was the purpose of this bloody corpse?

I now have to get acquainted with this bloody corpse again, this may not be a bloody corpse, but a strange creature, but the skin is gone, the hair on its body is gone, but it has sharp claws.

I watched it gnaw at the skull, like a lion, except that there were no fangs in his mouth, and the other teeth were also chipped to varying degrees, perhaps knocked off when he gnawed on the skull.

Then I looked at the whole secret room, and the whole secret room was a rectangular room, with bluestone on the front and back, left and right, the floor was also bluestone, and the ceiling was probably bluestone.

The undertaker must have lifted one of the bluestones and thrown the head down.

I'll look at this bloody corpse again, if it weren't for the grave robbers digging up the stones, this bloody corpse would have suffocated to death due to lack of oxygen.

While the corpses were gnawing wildly, I walked to the corner of the wall and began to look for the door.

Because since so many craftsmen are dying here, there must be a door to enter, and it is impossible to throw them down from above one by one and fall to their deaths, I checked their bones, they are all intact, not broken or shattered, so I ruled out this possibility.

Then the only possibility is that there is a secret door around the perimeter or a passage under this floor, otherwise these buried craftsmen will never be able to enter.

Walking along the inner wall, I searched for the secret door as I went, and had to place the corpses at all times in case he raided them.

But he didn't seem to have eaten for a few days and nights, so he was so focused on the man's head that he didn't pay attention to me at all.

Suddenly, there were small holes in the inner wall, and the size of the small holes was the same as the thickness of a cigarette, and there were at least nearly a hundred of them.

The location of this small hole must be the location of the door.

I leaned against the wall and looked through the hole, but it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything.

So I naturally closed my eyes, but as soon as I closed them, I don't know when, the huge bloody corpse was already standing behind me, holding the bloody human head, and smashing it down on my head.

With a whoosh, I felt that the head on the top of my head had stood up, and my head was numb for a while.

I squatted down, rolled on the spot, and rolled directly past his feet, and the Junsheng sword in my right hand was inserted.

With a thud, it went straight through its thighs......

Oh!

It let out a terrible howl, and when it turned around, it smashed the head of the man in his hand.

I drew my sword and quickly backed away.

He staggered over to me, and then suddenly he snored, purred, and slapped his mouth with his palm, like an orangutan, purring.

The sound was ethereal, especially at night, and in this limited space, it was infinitely amplified.

I was taken aback, is it a greeting companion again?

I was secretly on guard, and then stepped back to the gap where I had just entered, and if something was wrong, this was the only exit.

Then I heard what seemed to be movement behind the bloody corpses, that is, behind those small holes.

Then, in a few moments, little things came out of the hole, and when they came out, they fluttered their wings and swooped down on me without being mistaken.

I looked at it, and these were some moths.

There was a faint fluorescence on their wings, and I was stunned, this is introduced in the necromancy, these are corpses.

"Not good. I yelled and rolled on the spot.

He got out of the gap on the spot, and then carried his backpack and ran up the thief hole as fast as he could.

Then he jumped out of the cave, stuffed the skeletons and furs of the Tibetan mastiffs into the hole again, and then pressed the big stone again, completely sealing the hole.

I sat limp at the entrance of the cave, gasping for breath and sweating all over.

It turned out to be the legendary corpse, fortunately I hid quickly, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

I think back to the scene just now, and I seem to understand something, but I have to make sure that there is something wrong with the undertaker.

I went out of the dog ring, and the dogs were all staring at me at the entrance of the cave.

Seeing that I was out of the cave, the Tibetan mastiff king came over, looked at me fixedly, and said, "The matter has not been clarified yet, but I have obtained some clues this time, and I still have to check it." ”

Barking...... It barked twice, and then the dogs got out of the way.

I walked out of the wayway, and now I knew that the undertaker had a problem, at least he could give a clue, and maybe it would be dangerous to go to him alone, but I couldn't wait any longer, so I trotted towards the little temple on the hillside without even thinking about it.

(End of chapter)

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