Jin An looked at the old Taoist priest with tears and laughter again.

"Old Dao, we're on someone's territory now. ”

"You don't worry at all that the coffin has ears, and the Teng State Lord in the coffin heard that you buried him like this, and when we find the body of the Teng State Lord, what if he doesn't pinch anyone and specifically chokes your neck?"

Jin An's words immediately caused everyone to laugh.

But this is an ancient tomb, and after everyone laughed, they immediately stopped, and continued to keep the team quietly moving forward in the dark in the cave.

Don't really say it.

Jin An's words had an effect, making the old Taoist subconsciously shrink his neck.

Jin An smiled at the old Taoist priest who only knew that he was timid now, and said with a smile: "Old Tao, you just don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, and now you know that you are afraid." ”

I don't know.

The old Taoist priest touched the back of his neck, looked back at the glass bottle behind him with some suspicion, and looked up at the black pitch mountain wall above his head, and said suspiciously: "No, little brother, Lao Dao, I just felt that there was something strange in this tomb, as if there were eyes staring at Lao Dao, but when Lao Dao I looked back, that gaze disappeared again." ”

Among those present.

None of them are ordinary.

In addition, this is an ancient imperial mausoleum.

The words of the old Taoist priest immediately aroused everyone's alarm.

But everyone checked carefully, but they didn't find anything abnormal, the surrounding area of the cave was dark, and the only light source, except for the glass bottles behind them, was the torch in their hands.

In addition to the abandoned mausoleum, which is only half built.

Not to mention the most common coffins in tombs.

Not even a skeleton was seen.

"Old Dao, could it be that you are thinking too much in the dark, and the illusion caused by the psychological effect?" Jin An frowned.

This...... To be honest, he had just experienced the magnet photo and sound incident, and the old Taoist priest was really a little unsure whether he was hallucinating just now.

"Sharpening the sword, do you see anything?" Jin An asked all the way to Mu Ne, Mu Ran's sharpening of the sword.

Sharpening the sword, Mu Ran shook his head.

Didn't speak.

"This cave is indeed a bit strange, now we are getting closer and closer to the main burial chamber where the body of the Lord of Teng is buried, everyone get closer, don't be left alone at this juncture. ”

Jin An said with a deep groan.

Then he reminded the old Taoist priest: "Old Dao, there are gods three feet above your head, you should try to say as few words as possible on the next road, now no one knows what the situation of this Tengguo lord is, is it now hanging above our heads and looking at us outsiders under the tomb." ”

Old Taoist: "?"

The old Taoist priest listened to Jin An's words, and suddenly felt a toothache, how could the little brother's words sound so cold, the back of his neck that originally felt cold was even cooler now.

Next.

The team began to continue on the road.

After walking for a distance, I came across several glass bottles along the road, all of which were abandoned before they were finished and could not be lit.

"The rare and rare glass bottles outside, every piece that falls out, are priceless treasures, but it is a pity that there are so many semi-finished glass bottles here. The old Taoist priest said regretfully all the way.

Jin An glanced at the old Taoist, do you have any thoughts about the antiques in these tombs?

The old Taoist priest glanced at Jin An, and said Little brother, you can pull it down, money is precious, if it is for freedom, everything can be thrown away, Lao Dao, my free and chic days have not been enough, but I don't want to spend the rest of my life in prison.

The old Taoist priest patted his chest again, and said loudly, saying that all the four seas are the king's land! Even if the antiques in this ancient tomb are accidentally dug up, they will be handed over to the imperial court.

The old Taoist priest can only bluff and fool the ghost, and the people present, who doesn't know, the old Taoist priest deliberately said this to the captain, which is called full of desire to survive.

After all, no matter what, in the eyes of these people, Du Wei can be regarded as a "court eagle dog".

Of course, Jin An didn't mean to belittle Du Wei.

After walking for a while, Jin An and the others actually found a finished glass bottle again, and there was wax and wick in the glass bottle.

Burst.

Flames erupted, and the vicinity was once again illuminated over a large area, as well as the mountain wall overhead.

This time they saw the murals on the mountain wall again.

This time there is no one on the mural, only dragons, this is a very large picture of a hundred dragons, there are hundreds of dragons soaring through the clouds, soaring and intertwined.

"This picture of the hundred dragons is really interesting, is this in the hundred dragons**?" Jin An looked at it very carefully.

"The mural that has been depicting the life and past of the lord of Teng State, why did it suddenly become a picture of a hundred dragons, is this hundred dragons ** used to imply the daily life of the lord of Teng Country in reproduction?"

Old Taoist: "!"

Everyone: "!"

Little brother, something is wrong with you!

However, this time the mural broke again before it was finished, and it was they who walked to the edge of the lighting of the glass bottle, and the empty monk of the White Dragon Temple had the courage to go to the next glass bottle to light the fire.

As a result, the glass bottle was a semi-finished product.

and then replace the next glass bottle, which is still a semi-finished product.

"Abbot, Du Lieutenant, no, the next glass bottles have become semi-finished products, and there is no wax oil and wick in the glass bottles. Monk Kongming walked back again.

After the monk Kongming reunited with the team, everyone was ready to rush again, but when they were about to walk out of the lighting range of the glass bottle, the sharp eyes wept and mourned, and pointed to the mountain wall in surprise: "There are words here!"

When everyone heard this, they were all taken aback.

Hurry around and surround it.

Sure enough, I saw a line of words on the mountain wall.

"Pi Jiaozi?"

Everyone whispered the three words on the mountain wall, but they immediately realized how familiar the words looked.

Isn't this exactly the same handwriting that reminded them that there was a candle yin fetus in the pottery palace before!

"What do you mean?"

As a result, everyone shook their heads after asking three questions.

No one has ever heard of what a pi swan is.

"Could it be that just like the literal meaning, this skin channeling is used to refer to those murals on the mountain wall, and the reason why those painted murals have not fallen off or damaged for so many years is not because of the special pigment, nor because the environment here is dry and suitable for preserving the murals, but that these murals are painted with skin?"

The monk Hongzhao of the White Dragon Temple guessed.

"Painting with skin? There have been a lot of stories about the murder of the lady, it is said that a few dynasties ago, there was a story of the lady in the court who came out of the picture scroll and tried to assassinate the emperor, and the lady picture was to peel off the skin of a lady and paint with human skin, so that the lady could be painted lifelike and collected into the court as a treasure. ”

"But isn't the real dragon a mythical beast in ancient mythology? The hundred dragons on this mural are really the masters of Tengguo who learned the primeval beasts to hunt the nine heavens and hundred dragons, and then peeled off the skin of the hundred dragons and painted them into a mural of the hundred dragons that will not rot for thousands of years and will not rot for thousands of years?"

"But this obviously doesn't make sense, Teng Guozhu is really so powerful, and if he surrenders to the Nine Heavens Flying Dragon, he will not succumb to the lord of a small country, and in the end, he can't even keep the fortunes of a small country, and he will be destroyed by other vassal states. ”

The Kongming monk of the White Dragon Temple, looking at the abbot, and then at the Hongzhao monk of the enlightened elder, shook his head and said his thoughts.

This Arhat Hall Master is also a thick and fine monk.

Otherwise, he would not have sat on the position of the master of the Luohan Hall.

Listening to the conversation between the two senior monks of the White Dragon Temple, everyone showed surprised expressions, and began to carefully observe the murals on the mountain wall again on the light of the fire of the glass bottle.

At the same time, secretly raise vigilance to prevent these murals from suddenly erupting and killing.

As for Jin An, listening to the conversation between the two senior monks of the White Dragon Temple, the first thing he thought of was Yiyun Gongzi, who painted skin.

Thinking of this, Jin An frowned.

Could it be that the mausoleum of the lord of Teng Kingdom thousands of years ago is still related to the way of painting skin?

But after thinking about it carefully, I feel that there is no inevitable connection between the two, because Yiyun Gongzi cultivates the Danqing painting Tao of Haoran righteousness and Danqing.

It is fundamentally different from those evil ghosts and ghosts in folk legends, and human skin painted ghosts.

Speaking of Yiyun Gongzi, Jin An began to miss Changxian and Yiyun Gongzi a little, and this Yiyun Gongzi did not say goodbye for half a year......

"Could it be a ghostly trick?"

Jin An stared at the mural and the line of reminders on the mural, and said his conjecture.

But Jin'an's conjecture was immediately rejected.

As the saying goes, it's hard to draw people with skin and bones.

The ghost painting skin also has to be peeled off the human skin.

If they didn't see these hundred dragon pictures, but only saw the murals in front of them in the shape of people, they might be able to explain it with painted skins, but now how did these hundred dragon skins come from?

"Could it be that we misunderstood the meaning from the beginning, and the skin channeling left by this predecessor, although it has a leather character, has nothing to do with the skin?

Someone said.

Although this can be barely explained, this explanation is a bit too far-fetched, and according to people's naming habits, it will never be given an unrelated name for no reason.

"I don't know what a skin scurry is, but I think we should try not to act rashly and not touch these calm-looking murals. Jin An frowned and suggested.

"The mysterious man who has been reminding us, since he is only reminding us, and not breaking these murals, must have some concern that he is just reminding us, not destroying them. ”

"For example, the candle yin fetus we encountered in the underground palace, if we acted rashly at that time, we would have been buried in the fire now. Even if you don't die in the end, you will have to lose a few layers of skin. ”

What Jin An said is exactly what everyone is worried about, so so many people here will just look at the mural quietly, and not start it as soon as they come up.

"Old woman, I support Jin Engong's words, the mysterious person who went to the tomb first, since he can see the clues in this tomb many times, he must be a well-informed master. He saved us once, and there is no need to harm us again. The country goddess echoed Jin An's words and said.

Then the crying and mourning brothers also stood up one after another and agreed with Jin An's words.

The whole team unanimously agreed with Jin An's proposal.

As long as these things on the mountain wall do not actively offend them, they try to avoid unforeseen consequences.

Suddenly, Jin An discovered the abnormality of the old Taoist, and the old Taoist who kept chattering along the way was surprisingly quiet at this time.

It's just that his mouth has been whispering repeatedly and whispering, and his face is about to wrinkle into an old orange peel face, and he keeps chattering and thinking hard.

Jin An's brows moved, and he asked the old Taoist priest if he had thought of something?

The old Taoist priest suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted: "Pi Daozi! I finally remembered what this thing is! No wonder I always feel very familiar with Lao Dao, I must have heard of it somewhere, isn't this Pi Daozi a yellow skin! Some places are also called Pi Qingzi!"

Pi Qingzi!

The sharpening sword, which had been unmoving, looked thoughtfully at the murals on the mountain wall.

The small detail of sharpening the sword happened to be seen by Jin An, and it seems that the sharpening sword has already recognized what those painted murals are.

At this time, when the old Taoist priest looked at the murals on the mountain wall again, his body trembled, this time he was a lot more honest, and he didn't dare to comment on these painted murals with a big heart like before.

"You've probably heard of tattoos, right? Tattoo artists use needles with ink to tattoo the skin of people with sacrificial patterns or characters, and so on. In the past, or in some tribes of the grassland, there were inter-tribal sacrifices that would use tattoo totems. Later, the ink punishment was invented to tattoo the faces of criminals and slaves, although the ink punishment has now been abolished, and there are many people in Kangding Kingdom out of personal preference, but there are still a few people who really volunteer to tattoo themselves after all......"

"Of course, these are slightly mentioned digressions, and we mainly talk about the origin of this skin. This skin Qingzi, mainly divided into two words to read, one is skin, the other is green, tattooed on human skin is called skin Qingzi, and one of the five immortals in the north Weasel skin tattoo is called yellow skin. ”

"These painted murals are not really dragon skin, the lord of Teng is not so powerful that he can really hunt the real dragon, these are tattoo masters first tattooed on the skin of the living dragon pattern, and so the blood circulation of the living person, and so that the tattoo picture is stable, and then peel off the skin of the living person, after antiseptic treatment, it can be maintained on the mountain wall for thousands of years without fading, so that the lord of Teng can leave a name for thousands of years. ”

The more the old Taoist priest spoke, the more solemn his expression became.

At the same time, he couldn't help but scold the inhumane lord of Tengguo, who actually used these evil arts to leave a name for himself and praise his bullshit achievements.

"Fortunately, Wuzhou Mansion does not belong to the Northland, and what we encountered was only Pi Qingzi, not the yellow skin, one of the five immortals in the north, and the yellow skin is much more than the human skin floating on the top of the head. can be called one of the five immortals, and still take so many weasel skins as murals, which is equivalent to falling into the Wong Tai Xian's nest, and there is no return. The old Taoist priest said happily.

The crying brother was puzzled at this time: "Daochang Chen, aren't the tattoos tied, but these murals are all colored?"

"Since there are tattoo masters among the tattoo masters, it is not surprising that there are a few more tattoo masters who master special secret techniques. Whether it is Pi Qingzi or Pi Tuanzi, its doorway is a bit similar to the thorn yin and cultivating evil, this wall of murals is equivalent to the wall of thorn yin and cultivating evil, the mountain is yang in the north, the mountain is yin in the south, if the mountain is yin, the wet and cold are heavy, so many evil things have been nourished by the burial qi of the yin house for thousands of years, I am afraid that some transformation has already occurred. ”

"But fortunately, the construction of this mausoleum was stopped before it was completely built, and these skins should not be complete, so it will not affect us for the time being. But if we touch it, we don't know what will happen. ”

The old Taoist priest said happily.

Then urge everyone to go on the road, first out of the range of these skins, always overlooking from the darkness overhead by these skins, it always makes people uneasy.

After listening to the explanation of the old Taoist, everyone finally had an understanding of the power of Pi Zhuozi.

And the weeping brothers looked at the old Taoist priest's gaze and couldn't help but worship.

"Daochang Chen, you know so clearly, but have you ever encountered these skins?"

The old Taoist priest glanced at the two brothers who were crying and mourning: "Old Dao, I did encounter Pi Jiaozi, but it was not a human skin, but a yellow skin!"