Last time, I mentioned that an ancient painting at the excavation site of cultural relics on TV attracted Wang Mu's attention, not only because of the strange image of the woman and Liu Xinchang on the painting, but also because of the faintly visible vermilion bird mark on the half-exposed incense shoulder, and at the same time there were many strange objects unearthed, which aroused Wang Mu's great interest.

Wang Mu immediately decided to hurry here, the news mentioned that the ancient tomb is located in Baofeng City, Shannan Province, seven or eight hours away from Xijing City, the strange Vermilion Bird mark on Liu Xin's body has always been a question in Wang Mu's mind, and his intuition told him that this trip will definitely solve this mystery.

In the past three months, everyone has not neglected their own cultivation for a moment, and even on a comfortable day, Wang Mu will urge them to practice every day, which is also a great benefit for those who have just entered the True Gate, especially the leap in spiritual power brought about by the meditation of the follower Wang Mu.

Baofeng City is the ancient capital of the Celestial Empire, has a history of nearly 3,000 years, since ancient times it has the reputation of "Qishu Mingxia Wufeng Tower, Baofeng Imperial State since ancient times", and the number of underground cultural relics is second to none in the country.

The tomb was found in Tutun Village, about a dozen kilometers away from Baofeng City, an abandoned village that was uninhabited decades ago.

According to the old people in the surrounding villages, in those days, whether they were farming or building houses, skeletons would be dug up whenever the ground needed to be moved, as if the whole village was buried with dead people.

Over time, Tutun Village has been called Skull Village by people near and far, and what is even more terrifying is that there will be countless dense messy footprints on the road in the village every rainy day, as if there are countless people walking in the mud, but the real reason for the desertion of Tutun Village is a later incident.

It was a rainy autumn dusk, and the whole Tutun village was still shrouded in suffocating sadness and terror, because it had just experienced the mysterious death of the third person in three days, the deceased was a sturdy young man, who had gone up the mountain to chop firewood and had not returned for a long time.

Three times the same thing had happened in three days, and it was impossible to be afraid, and someone in the village suggested that a master should come and see if there was anything dirty in the village.

At this moment, a man from the village who called himself Master Huang came to the village, he was rescued by the villagers when he was half dead of hunger, and after he recovered, he looked around, stopping by the small river that flowed through the village, and then turning the dirt in the fields.

Later, he said that there was a king's spirit here, and it was really disrespectful for the villagers to place the village above the king without authorization, so those strange things appeared, all of which were instructed by a ghost king buried here, so the footprints on the road were shown when it was rainy.

The villagers will be suspicious of the master's words, and some of them immediately decided to move out of this place, but there are still many people who are reluctant to leave here.

No matter what Master Huang advised, those stubborn villagers did not listen at all, and in the end, Master Huang had no choice but to leave the village.

On the night after the master left, it was a night of thunder and lightning, the wind and rain were terrifying, and the remaining 100 people in Tutunzi disappeared for no reason, no one was alive, no one was dead, no corpse was seen, but people in several villages not far away said that they heard the earth-shattering screams of Tutun Village.

At the foot of the mountain, Master Huang stood by the river and looked at the small river water stained red with blood, looked at the yin qi and resentment that rushed to the sky, and shook his head helplessly.

"That's the story!" Wang Mu looked at the carload of people staring at him dumbfounded, and shouted.

"Brother Mu, how did you know?" Liu Xia was the first to ask, what Wang Mu said was too detailed, and I am afraid that only those who witnessed it at the scene would know this.

Wang Mu smiled and said, "It's all a story, so naturally I broke it blindly!" ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and in that instant, everyone believed the "story of Tutun Village" told by Wang Mu!

Wang Mu also breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, this incident was not made up by him, but a dream he clearly had yesterday, and the dream was very real and clear.

The car slowly drove into the city of Baofeng, and then left in the evening, entered the suburbs, and found a foothold a kilometer away from the excavation site, which was a small hotel called "Twenty-Eight Hotel".

Wang Mu and his entourage have a total of six people, except for Wang Mu and Liu Xia, there is only Liu Xin, because Wang Mu only wants to unlock the secret of Liu Xin's Vermilion Bird Seal on this trip.

"How many of you are sharpening or staying in the hotel?" An old man's head suddenly popped out from behind the counter, and his voice was low, startling Wang Mu and the others.

"Let's make us a simple meal first, and then open three quiet rooms." Wang Mu took out a few hundred-yuan bills from his bag and said.

"Okay, let's sit down first, and the meal will be coming soon!" The old man turned around and walked into the back kitchen, and after a while, the sound of stir-frying was heard behind him.

Sure enough, after a while, the old man walked out with a plate and a few dishes, the dishes seemed to make a few people lose their appetite, and a few dishes were either burnt black or looked greasy, but because there was such a family within a radius of several miles, several people had to reluctantly eat a few bites.

After eating, a few people sat in the hall to discuss tomorrow's almost, and the old man came over tremblingly and said, "I don't know what a few people are doing in this barren mountain and wilderness?" ”

Wang Mu said: "We heard that the archaeological team here has recently dug up a batch of treasures, and we are going to take a look!" ”

As soon as the old man heard that he was coming at this time, he immediately stood up and said excitedly: "You also know that those treasures are strange, right? I knew that he would come back before it was over! ”

The old man was a little emotional, and his words were incoherent, but Wang Mu could still keenly find some useful information from it: "Uncle, don't worry, speak slowly." Why do you say there is something wrong with those babies, have you ever seen those babies? ”

"I've seen it, I've seen it many years ago!" The old man was sure: "Those things can't stay in the world, they will kill people!" ”

"And who are you talking about?" Wang Mu continued to ask.

The old man suddenly stopped talking, just stared blankly at the window, and in the empty hall, there were several heavy knocks on the window from time to time, and the door that was originally closed suddenly opened, as if someone had kicked him hard from outside the door.

It was raining heavily outside, and it was so heavy that a thick layer of water had accumulated under the steps in just a few minutes.

Wang Mu got up and was about to close the door, but the old man suddenly muttered to himself as soon as he walked to the door: "This rain is exactly the same as twenty-five years ago!" ”

"What?" When Wang Mumeng turned around, he seemed to remember something.

A dark shadow flashed at the door, and Wang Mu shouted at the door: "Who? Come out! But even though his voice was hoarse, it was still drowned out by the rolling thunder, which seemed so insignificant.

This rain is exactly the same as the rain in Wang Mu's dream!

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