Chapter 159: The Burial Pit

At the beginning, it took them several months and more than 2,000 lives to pave the escape route to return, but it only took a quarter of an hour to return, which really felt inexplicable when I thought about it. As the dead air in www.biquge.info the air and the strange smell of rotting corpses gradually became stronger, Yongdao could already see an upward turning hole in the distance.

Ziyan gradually frowned, for a cultivator with more than ordinary senses, the smell was simply unbearable. Unconsciously turned his head and glanced at the other two cultivators, Xiang Yu didn't seem to be uncomfortable, Shu Gongze's performance was weird, and the weird flush on his face faded a little. Although it was not obvious, with Ziyan's eyesight, he still found that little difference. This means that this uncle Gongze's spirit of almost burning vitality and overdrawing longevity and being weird and excited is actually more normal, and the overdraft of vitality has slowed down?

Shu Gongze felt Ziyan's gaze, turned his head and gave a puzzled look.

"Uncle Gongze, can you notice something unusual?" Because Xiang Yu was present, Ziyan asked vaguely.

"Strange?" Shugongze thought for a while before he understood the meaning of Ziyan, stopped and carefully felt his physical condition and situation, and only opened his eyes after half a meal, "It's because of the air here." ”

Ziyan's eyes changed in an instant, and the reason why Shugong Ze and them left as if they were addicted to death was the air? Or did those substances volatilize into the air?

He took out two masks, handed one to Xiang Yu, and put the other under the veil. The conditions are limited and the sealing cannot be done, so simply make a mask, and the activated carbon with adsorption in the sandwich is better than nothing.

Xiang Yu's reaction was also very sharp, and he put on the mask like purple smoke without saying a word.

The road came to the bottom, and Shu Gongze also dug steps at the entrance of the cave very intimately. But this intimate act couldn't make Ziyan's mood a little better, the air here was filled with an uncomfortable dead air, and Ziyan, as a cultivator, was even more keenly aware of a resentment, although he hadn't been able to form a ghost as substantial as the original Baiyan, but it wasn't long there. It's only been a long time, but it's only been a year! Moreover, Ziyan has long seen the terrain, and someone here has already laid out a formation to suppress the formation of ghosts!

The color of the land here is no longer normal, but a dark black red, viscous as if it has been soaked in blood. No, it's not like, it's that every inch of dirt here is really full of stale and dried blood. The turbid air was filled with the smell of blood and decomposing corpses.

Probably because Ziyan stayed for too long, Xiang Yu and Shugongze both noticed Ziyan's hesitation, but no one urged her. Shu Gongze is because he has no position and power to urge as a subordinate, as for Xiang Yu...... No one knows what he's thinking right now, he's never been a patient man, but he's still quiet at the moment.

Taking a deep breath of the air filtered by the mask but still disgusting, Ziyan climbed the stairs step by step.

A faint light was cast at the entrance of the cave, and Shugongze, who had gone up first, was already waiting at the entrance of the cave. He thoughtfully asked the people who had come up earlier to form a wall to block Ziyan's vision, but after Ziyan stood firm, he was shocked at the first glance when he looked into the distance.

This is no longer a mountain of corpses, but a real mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Everywhere there are mountains of corpses with hideous faces and miserable deaths. After the blood dried up, the corpses were clumped together, and some of the corpses were rotten due to air circulation, but they had not yet completely decayed due to time, and the residual flesh and blood hanging on the white bones were even more terrifying.

The position where she is standing now is a place that can touch the ground, surrounded by mountains of corpses, but in fact, except for here, no matter where she stands and steps on it, it is not the ground, but the corpse.

Ziyan's face became whiter and whiter, her legs were weak, her body shook slightly as if she couldn't stand steadily, her stomach churned, and she rushed to her throat with the desire to vomit.

At this moment, a strong force rushed into her body from her shoulder with a broad palm, stabilizing her body and soothing her churning stomach: "If you don't dare to look, go out quickly." ”

Originally, spitting out is the best, just like training a recruit who has just entered the battlefield, and he gets used to it when he spits and vomits. But since there is a problem with the air here, you can't take off your mask and take a big breath. That's why Xiang Yu will appease Ziyan's stomach pouch at a speed beyond imagination.

"Thank you, General, the little girl is rude." Ziyan glanced up at him, and let go of his hand without a trace.

"The corpses on the road haven't been cleaned up yet, is the goddess going to wait while walking?" Shu Gongze also said with a good eye.

"Let's go, then." The speed at which Ziyan recovered her mood was unexpected, although only Xiang Yu could see clearly in the dim light that her face was still pale, but it had already made her voice cold again, and she couldn't even hear her weakness.

Ziyan tried his best to focus on the terrifying corpse mountain, since it was a mausoleum, there would be no shortage of such situations, no matter how scared and uncomfortable, he had to adapt as soon as possible.

But this look made Ziyan see the problem. The decay of the corpse is not usually returned to the soil by microorganisms or saprophytes, as is usually the case in dark and damp places, but as if it is weathered in a dry and ventilated place. So although it is also very unpleasant, it is true that there is a lot of dead air and resentment, but the real smell of rotting corpses is not strong. Fortunately, otherwise, without a gas mask, you would simply be looking for death.

"Haven't any of these corpses ever had corpse worms?" Ziyan's question startled Shugong Ze, but it made Xiang Yu appreciate her strength and recovery speed even more.

"No, never." Shugong Ze's reaction was very fast, and although he was puzzled, he still answered quickly.

That's strange, if you want the corpse not to decay but to shrink and weather, to require ventilation and drying, like a hanging coffin in a desert environment, or to be strictly treated like a mummy, with a large number of precious spices and sophisticated technology to preserve it in a sealed sterile and oxygen-free environment, but now it is obvious that none of the conditions are met, so how is it done?

Ziyan glanced up at Shu Gongze, and the clues were even more obvious at this glance. The weird flush on his face has faded by more than half, and although the dark blue eye circles are still dark, they are a little less weird and evil, like a normal fatigue that has not rested for a long time. His spirit was no longer strangely excited, but a little sleepy, and he wanted to get a good night's sleep.

Ziyan looked left and right, and found that it was not only Shugong Ze, but also other people, and even more people even yawned.

Ziyan came to his senses, seeing that their curse was indeed related to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, as for mental sleepiness, it was normal, most of them hadn't slept for seven or eight days, and if they didn't sleep again, they would die, and they could only recover after a good rest.

"When you leave this burial pit, you don't have to follow, just get some sleep." Ziyan commanded lightly.