Yu honestly completely tore open the seal at the mouth of the jar, and we also walked up to look, and saw that there was only half a jar of wine inside, and it seemed that a lot of water had evaporated. Yu Laoshi didn't take another sip directly, but put his hand into the jar again. When he took his hand again, he pulled out a snake. I don't know how many years this wine has been left here, and even people have become dried corpses, but the snake is intact.

"Oops, or tonic wine?" Yu Laoshi's eyes lit up, and he threw the snake back into the wine, and drank a few big sips of it. After drinking, he wiped his mouth: "Which of you wants to take a sip?" ”

Fang Jinhua and I hurriedly shook our heads, the two of us really have no interest in such things as wine, let alone soaked snakes. This time, even the veteran of the "alcohol killing field" of the altar is not interested.

"You guys really don't know the goods!" Yu Laoshi took another sip and said to us: "The wine in this tomb is a good wine that has been stored for hundreds of years, but it is impossible to find it. Even if you take this thing out and sell it, it can sell it for a big price! ”

I walked over to the deadwood and gently lifted the burlap from the deadwood, revealing its shriveled appearance. I noticed that on the top of the dead wood's head, a piece of skull was missing. When the altar saw it, he shouted: "I know, this guy must have been crushed in the head and died of serious injuries from external forces." The head has been punched out, can there still be immortals? ”

I lifted a few more sackcloths, and found that the dead trees had similar holes in the tops of their heads. I asked Tanzi, "Did they all die from external forces?" ”

"Well...... Perhaps, maybe a few of them fought in a group in order to grab a few jars of wine here, and finally made a fuss and ended up together, and no one drank it! The jar began to ramble.

"And then they just sit here together and die?"

"Maybe they had an epiphany before they died?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" I said to the jar, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't know, it's like the real thing." ”

"Ah, I remember!" At this time, Fang Jinhua suddenly screamed, startling the three of us.

The jar hurriedly grabbed Fang Jinhua: "Brother, are you okay, don't follow my brother to my next tomb, the money is not fished, and you will scare people again?" ”

Fang Jinhua pushed away the hand of the jar and said, "I'm fine, I just roughly guessed the identity of these dried corpses." ”

"Oh, let's hear it!" The jar and I were immediately interested, and Yu Laoshi held the wine jar and drank it endlessly, not at all curious about what the other party Jinhua was going to say.

Fang Jinhua said: "I heard my grandfather say before that there has always been such a legend in our place, a long time ago there was a foreign race here, they were not born and raised in the local area, and it is said that they migrated from other places. This alien tribe first lived overseas, and later some people followed Xu Fu back to the mainland by ship from overseas, and since then they have taken root. And the alien race we have here is part of the people who came back from overseas with Xu Fu......"

"Haiwan...... Gong Li, is their alien race called the Haiwan clan? I asked Fang Jinhua.

"Then I don't know." Fang Jinhua said.

I nodded, "Oh, you go on." ”

"Their population is not large, only about 100 people, and it is said that their appearance is no different from ours, but they are slightly darker than our ordinary people. But these people are called demon clans by our locals. Fang Jinhua said.

"Demon Clan? Why? "I'm at a loss for the altar.

Fang Jinhua said: "Their living habits are very different from ours, they make a living by hunting, and they especially hate fire, no matter how others teach them to use fire, they are always afraid to avoid it, so they always drink blood." ”

"This ...... Although the living habits are different, it's not a demon, is it? "From the point of view of people today, I don't think it's a big deal.

"That's not all, I heard from my grandfather that they cut off the heads of people who are dying before they die!" Fang Jinhua said.

"Beheaded?"

"Yes, while you're alive!"

I was taken aback by the jar, "What is this?" ”

"According to legend, they believed that the human soul was hidden in the human head while the person was alive, and after death, it would be scattered throughout the body, and then dissipated through the body, so they cut off the head when the person was dying, and it was said that in this way, the whole soul would be left in the head forever." Fang Jinhua said.

"Isn't it okay to cut it after you die?" Jar asked.

"It is said that the soul that is preserved like that is not the most complete!"

"That is to say, this alien person died by beheading? It's a cruel way to die...... "and how do they measure whether a person's life is dead or not?" ”

"They have priests!" Fang Jinhua.

"Priest again!" The altar said hatefully, apparently remembering the priests of the Witch Cult again.

Fang Jinhua didn't understand the meaning of the altar and looked at him strangely. I said to him, "Ignore him, you go on." ”

"It is up to the priest to judge whether a person's life has come to an end." Fang Jinhua said.

"So how did this alien disappear? Whether it was assimilated by the natives, or moved away, or ......"

"I don't know." Fang Jinhua shook his head and said he didn't know.

A nation that drinks blood and has no enlightenment, when he meets a monk like Xu Fu and sees many tricks and techniques that they think they have never seen before, he will naturally be shocked, and it makes sense to set up a god position for him.

"Good wine, really good wine!" While we were talking, Yu honestly sat on the ground and drank half of the jar of wine, and smashed the empty jar in front of the dry corpse. It was this smash, and the stone walls on both sides also made a creaking sound and slowly opened.

I saw that behind the wall mechanisms on both sides, rows of skeletons were hanging, one after the other, densely packed, lined up on both sides of the wall. The most puzzling thing is that all of these skeletons have no heads, only their bodies are left hanging there. There is a name engraved on the ground at the foot of each skeleton, which should be the name of every deceased here. These characters are all crooked, similar to the font on the god throne, and should have been written by one person.

"It really looks like you're saying that......" I said to Fang Jinhua.

"You mean to say that these headless corpses here are really those aliens?" The jar asked uncertainly.

"Yes, isn't this in line with the legends that Xiaohua said before...... It's just that I don't know what happened in this alien race that made their entire race disappear all of a sudden......"