We returned to the seepage zone opening, where the poor carbonate rock in front of us had been dissolved by the acidic water, giving it a unique and eerie appearance. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info They stretched out their bodies and stood in front of us, looking like Tai Sui Tu. Fortunately, there are countless acupuncture passages in its body, and these acupuncture passages lead in the direction of the orthodox Western Chamber of the Ancient Tomb. The west room is in the tombs of nobles, and is generally used to place daily necessities, such as beds and chessboards......

For now, these caves have become a shortcut to the center of the tomb, but Bao Cai reminds: "The descendants of the Eight Witches have not been discovered since we entered the tomb, except for the active attack. There's nowhere else to live here, and I suspect they're the kind of cavemen who want us to go the wrong way and go into someone's place, and they slash us head-on, and there's no way to hide!"

The idea of treasure is very important to find a straight line to the acupuncture point of the West Chamber. But the cave is rugged and densely packed with holes, and it is difficult to find a safe one in it.

At this time, he lost the eighth day of the first month, he followed his ancestors to the north and south, and went to many ancient tombs. After taking a closer look at some of the caves that could hold us, he was able to discern an artificial cavern from them, which he said might have been left for him by the tomb builders at the time.

This is undoubtedly good news for us, and after listening to the movement in the acupuncture channel for a while, and after making sure that there is nothing inside, he gave us a priority.

He was the first to go, and before that, he pulled out his dagger just in case. After him is Chen Yu, this girl is now the most seriously injured, where her back was inserted, the scarlet flesh has been turned out, and she looks very terrible. At this moment, I really feel that he is hard, and he can endure the pain, if I am hit by such a vicious knife, I guess I will already hang up.

Baocai's attention was also focused on Chen Yu's wounds, and he joked that Chen Yu was fat and strong, and it was estimated that the knives of the descendants of the Eight Witches had been inserted into his fat, so his life was saved.

I agreed with his point of view, and when I was having fun, Chen Yu, who went in first, wondered inside: "Old eight, do you smell anything?"

Chen Li's voice came from the acupuncture tunnel, which was very hollow, making people feel a trace of unspeakable nervousness. At first, I thought he was trying to scare me and Baocai, but listening to his heavy tone, it didn't look like that. As for the word "taste", I am already very sensitive, after entering the ancient tomb, all kinds of rotting corpses, dead smells, none of them are good. Now I have an uneasy thought, as if we smell the smell and are inexplicably in distress.

At this time, Baocai also felt the same way, and he hurriedly asked Chen Yu what was going on inside.

Before Chen Ji could answer, he said, "It's pitch black, I can't see it clearly, but this smell seems to smell somewhere......"

In the dark, Chen Yu and Chu Ba were prostrate, breathing a little heavy, at this moment, without light, they were like blind people. Thinking of this, I gritted my teeth, pulled out my lighter, and prepared to go in and help.

However, the little Taoist priest stopped me, although he didn't say anything, but I knew that he was afraid that there was danger inside, and I had many wounds on my body, so he wanted to test the water for me first. I knew I couldn't beat him, so I put the lighter in his hands.

I had taught him to play this before, and he thought it was some kind of powerful treasure at the time, and there was a rare innocent expression on his face, but the lighter with his hair bun and clothes was really a bit nondescript, and I wanted to laugh, but I had to endure it.

After the little Taoist priest entered, he handed the zippo to Chen Yu, the space inside was very small, and he came out soon. After Chen Yu lit the fire, he began to look for the source of the strange smell.

It's just that after looking for a long time, he didn't see anything, but he found it on the eighth day of the first month, and he reminded: "Brother Yu, it's ...... on the top of your head."

Bao Cai was highly nervous at this time, and if he hadn't figured out the source of the strange smell, it was estimated that he would not have entered it alive or dead. He asked Chu Ba: "Eighth master, is there something powerful in it, if you want it, let's change the way?"

Just as he was talking, Chen Yu came out of it with a curse, because he had a knife wound on his back and was slightly fat, so it was really difficult to turn around and look at the things above his head. He gave the fire to Hahachi, but Hahachi would not make it, and it was quickly extinguished.

When that happened, I went in. When I crawled inside to find the eighth year of junior high school, I took the lighter he threw and lit it. The light is very small, only a little, but it seems that the whole long black hole is a bit weird. I took a deep breath, turned around, turned my face, and held the lighter close to the top of the hole, and goosebumps rose all over my body.

As Chu Hachi said, this hole was dug by hand, but it didn't look like a secret passage for craftsmen to escape, but it was just a matter of seeing something for a while, and it didn't have that much ability. So, I held the lighter and moved my back against the cave wall, and in my sight, in addition to the sharp stone wall like a skeleton, there were many things like pottery urns on it. The lines on the pottery urn are deep-bellied rope patterns, and they are tightly inlaid at the top of the acupuncture tunnel, like rows of sticky insect eggs on a long-tube plant.

Just when I was thinking about why there was a pottery urn in this acupoint, Chen Yu outside interrupted my train of thought, and he asked me the source of the strange smell, and I told the truth what I saw.

When Bao Cai heard this, he smacked his tongue and said, "There is a pottery urn in this cave, it can't be used by the descendants of the Eight Witches to pickle pickles, right?"

When Chen Yu heard this, he scolded: "Fuck you, how can the pottery urn in the ancient tomb be used to pickle vegetables!

In this environment, listening to Chen Yu say this, no matter how bold a person is, he will unconsciously get hairy.

The eighth day of junior high school was in front of me, and I was afraid that it would be a delay, so I urged: "Xiaoliuzi, don't care about anything, as long as it's not dangerous, let's pull (go) first!"

I answered, and was about to move forward, when I suddenly saw a handful of black and faint things, like hair, and a bit like pickles that Baocai said. I looked closer, and realized that the smell was really coming from it.

At this moment, there was suddenly an unspeakable fear, and I wanted to leave, but I couldn't stop being curious.

As the saying goes, "if you don't die, you won't die". I stiffened my way up the lighter, and gradually I could see the broken urn clearly. What hangs from this clay urn is a bit like sun-dried sea hair. Looking inside, my breath froze...... Where the fire struck, there was a small, closed eye, which was filled with the smell of dead silence and evil. I couldn't see it all, but I had a feeling that my heart was going to be pulled out, like a strange child staring at me through a crack in the door. In an instant, it seemed that there were countless strands of slender hair around me, wriggling into my clothes, and my hair was extremely hairy, and my hand holding the lighter began to go numb.

The urn only had one corner broken, so I couldn't confirm what was inside. But judging by his closed eyes, like a man. This man is very strange, his hair is very short, ordinary ancients would not have such short hair, and it is impossible for a normal person to stuff it into a clay urn. I swallowed, and my body felt as if it was pinned to the ground, unable to move. When I looked at it again, I found that his head was very small, and his face was a blue-gray color, with purple and black meridians climbing on it, and they were like outstretched branches, and they looked very terrible. I couldn't imagine what he looked like in his entirety, but suddenly, I thought of a possibility......

This may be an urn coffin!