Chapter 147: Seeking
The three corpses hung upside down in the treetops, their ankles tightly intertwined with chains and treetops, looking terrifying.
They were wearing gray-brown Taoist robes, and the old Taoist priest in the middle looked a little old, and I didn't have to think about it at this moment to know that this must be the bones of the three old Taoists.
After a brief inspection, the thin white mist in the air gradually became thicker, as if it was like the tomb protection miasma that Wu Lao Dog often mentioned in his notes.
The formation of this thing has to choose the land of extreme yin, and a hundred corpses can only be realized, but the power is not as imagined to touch and die.
Staying in the white fog for a long time can cause hallucinations, and in severe cases, it can cause permanent trauma to the nerves.
Little by little, my eyes turned to the huge stone monument under the tree, on which the names of more than 300 Japanese martyrs were clearly carved, but the most conspicuous of them was "Ishikawa Suzuka" inadvertently caught my attention.
I've seen a lot of names for little devils, among which the surnames Ikawa or Kameda are familiar names to many ordinary people.
But the "Ishikawa Suzuka" in front of me couldn't help but make me a little strange, until I glanced at the official position next to the stele, and I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat in my heart.
"It's... This guy is the supreme commander of the entire experiment, and he is actually a major general. ”
At the moment, the weather was gray, and many dark clouds were condensed overhead, as if some terrible storm was brewing.
The ground beneath his feet had become a little muddy with the rain for several days, but the soil near the stele was completely new.
It was as if the stone tablet in front of me had just grown out of the ground, and not only that, but with an iron axe, you could even find blood stains that seeped into the ground when it was cut a few centimeters deep.
I know that time is running out, and now it is the second night of the investigation, and if I can't find Xiaoyue's whereabouts, I'm afraid I won't have to worry about it in this life.
Just dig a pit in situ and burn some paper money.
There was a rusty shovel under the dead tree, and I felt like I had taken advantage of it in my hand, so I desperately dug into the three inches of soil behind the stele.
At first, it was just a streak of blood, but then it simply turned into a pool of blood.
For a moment, I couldn't help but panic a little, where did all this blood come from?
More than 300 little devils have been dead for so many years, and it stands to reason that they have already turned into dry bones in the ground, so how can there be blood stains?
The only explanation may be the means of embalming the underground palace, the tomb of the general of the Yuan Dynasty is huge, and the scope of the underground palace must have exceeded the foundation area of the old building.
And in Wu Laogou's diary, it happened that there was a very special anti-embalming method, that is, the fresh blood of the five animals was stored in the blood pool in the extreme yin place.
Hundreds of thousands of years later, as long as the yin points in the feng shui acupuncture points are not destroyed, the blood will always be hidden in the soil and will not dry up.
As for how this thing plays an anti-theft and anti-embalming role, I don't know at the moment, whether it is to deter tomb robbers with slightly poor psychological quality through strange blood.
I pulled a spade out of the pit with blood, and as the scope expanded, the mausoleum door in the tomb finally revealed its true face.
However, the most conspicuous thing on the tomb door at first glance is the stamped seal.
"The State Administration of Cultural Heritage is under control, if there is any mistake, please backfill it immediately."
I couldn't help but shake my sore wrist when I saw the seal, and just wanted to tear it off, but I found that there was a yellowed rune paper hidden behind the seal.
It seems that this thing was left by the three Taoist masters hanging from the tree, and since someone has already waded through the thunder for me, there is nothing to be afraid of.
Go ahead and do it.
I cautiously pushed open the door with my hand, and now the sky had completely darkened, and the howling cold wind kept pouring into the tomb.
At the same time, a pungent and unpleasant smell caught my attention.
I turned on the wolf-eye flashlight hanging from my waist, it was almost two or three times brighter than a normal flashlight, and even if I accidentally shook my eyes, it could cause temporary blindness.
When I first looked at the corridor in the tomb, it felt quite open.
It's just that the tomb is full of water because of the torrential rain that has been falling for days, and the black water under your feet is almost two or three feet deep.
I couldn't help frowning a little when I looked at the sewage that almost didn't reach my waist, I almost didn't suffer in the tomb of the general of the Yuan Dynasty in Xiangxi.
Now the purpose is completely different, this time it is simply to save people, but will Xiaoyue really hide in the tomb?
With the direction of the corridor under my feet, I could feel that I was turning around and walking towards the underground location of the old building.
But this is also the same as I originally imagined, the experimental building built by the little devil is just pressed on the tomb of the family.
For thousands of years, no one has been disturbed, and suddenly he actually led someone to build a house on top of his head, and no one will be able to swallow this breath.
"Xiao Yue!"
I couldn't help but worry about Xiaoyue's safety in my heart, and as I gradually went deeper into the tomb, my heart, which had never cared about others, actually began to be restless.
Until a faint cry for help suddenly sounded in my ears, this voice is the most familiar to me, and it is clearly Xiao Yue's shout.
The moss-covered stone crevices in front of me narrowed and narrowed, and finally shrank into a passage for only one person.
I couldn't help cursing the owner of the tomb a thousand times, thinking that when I died, I would have to find a reliable coffin maker.
Otherwise, just like the old man in the tomb, he was prominent during his lifetime, but after his death, even the ancient tomb was shrunk by craftsmen, which is really miserable.
"Xiao Yue...!"
"Xiao Yue... Where are you. ”
I was so angry that I almost turned on the rampage mode, faintly passing through the narrowest stone gap, and once again heard Xiao Yue's unclear cry for help.
Until three pitch-black holes suddenly appeared in front of him, and the black water condensed above his head kept "ticking" in his ears.
I estimated the distance, and at this moment I should have been more than 100 meters above the ground, but the three black holes in front of me were like the abyssal craws from hell.
If you're not careful, you'll eat me.
Time is running out, and I am more and more concerned about Xiaoyue's safety.
It wasn't until the last distress signal came from far to near that I made up my mind and ran towards the central cave.
It wasn't until the wolf's eye flashlight in his hand illuminated the damp wall that he suddenly realized that the original archaeological team had already touched this place.
It's no wonder that they didn't encounter any tricks all the way here, and that's thanks to their efforts.
I will never forget the last time I met Xiao Yue in the main burial chamber, she was dressed in tatters, and she used almost all the strips of cloth as bandages to bandage the wounds of other patients.
The scene was a little glamorous, but before I could wake up, the terrifying and familiar neighing of horses resounded throughout the tomb.
"TM..., what the hell is this?"
I glanced at the stone statue placed in the center of the main burial chamber, a stone statue of the owner of the tomb that had not decayed for thousands of years.