The legend of human reincarnation has been convinced by the common people affected by feudal superstition since ancient times.

I used to be a soldier, and I would definitely not believe in the legends of these cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, but everything I have experienced in the past few decades, including the influence of the man in black.

Unconsciously, it seems that the only thing in my heart that is firm has begun to waver a little.

Especially after the snake tomb that had subverted his cognition a few days ago, the murals in the narrow tomb that were enough to subvert human cognition were still echoing in his mind at this time.

Is there really a God in this world, or is there really another world above our original world?

There live the gods of the so-called mythical world, who are high up and inviolable, but like ants in a laboratory.

It's staring at us all the time.

In the tomb, I was shocked by my sudden thought, and I broke out in a cold sweat to verify whether the owner of the tomb was lying.

The only way to do this is to open the coffin.

But do you really have the courage to stand alone in a damp and dark tomb?

With a burning candle in my hand, I looked at the two mouthfuls in front of me, almost identical, like replica sarcophagi.

Under the light of the light, his shadow was stretched long, revealing an unprecedented weirdness.

I tried to turn around and flee several times, but I was stopped by my curiosity, and finally walked straight towards the coffin.

He stretched out his only arm against the lid of one of the sarcophagi, thinking that it would be difficult for him to open the coffin alone.

Unexpectedly, the inside of the coffin was actually designed with a mechanism, and with a little force, the coffin lid fell to the ground instantly.

The dust stirs up the entire burial chamber and waits for the dust to settle.

In the empty and huge sarcophagus, there really is a skeleton that is almost rotten.

This skeleton is no different from the corpse of an ordinary person, and even much stronger than the bones of a normal person.

The only strange thing is that there is not a trace of burial goods in the entire coffin.

I immediately thought of Wu Laogou, who had been here before, could it be that he ransacked this place.

At this point, I became more and more curious about what it would be like to open another coffin, and my curiosity became more and more intriguing.

I really did as I thought, and pushed open the other patterned sarcophagus next to me.

And this time there is indeed a bone in the coffin, if there will not be two people in this world who are exactly the same, then there will definitely not be the same bones.

Because people's appearance and physique are attached to the skeleton, each person has different bones and bone density.

With this in mind, I took a closer look at the structure and shape of the two bones in the coffin.

In the end, a very strange conclusion suddenly appeared in my mind, the corpses placed in the two coffins in front of me were almost exactly the same in height and bone shape, and even the size of the shin ribs was exactly the same.

Such a terrible similarity that even twins can't do it.

My heart thumped, and my eyes couldn't help but look at the line of ancient text carved on the wall, and my mind was once again in a great confusion.

The owner of the tomb once said that when he was a child, he recalled the events of his previous life, and he also relied on his memory to find the remains of his previous life.

In the end, his body and the remains of his previous life were all buried in this strange and mysterious lonely mountain tomb, waiting for tomb robbers to reveal this shocking secret.

And there is actually a part of the content on the wall that he has overlooked, that is, the owner of the tomb has said that he knows nothing more than his past life.

He also dreamed of many strange scenes, as well as what he believed to be a real hell.

He painted all of these images in the small burial chamber through the hands of craftsmen.

Thinking of this, I hurriedly raised the candle in my hand and shone it at the stone wall.

But I don't know if there is something hidden in the tomb, or if there is really a force in the dark that makes the burning white candle in his hand suddenly extinguish silently.

The whole burial chamber was plunged into darkness, and I groped for the walls with my hands, but I felt nothing, only vaguely noticed.

The whole wall seems to be covered with black dye, and there are no so-called strange frescoes, and strange scenes dreamed of by the owner of the tomb.

The whole burial chamber was as silent as death, and I felt like someone had blown my neck, itching through the wet sweat.

It wasn't until later that I suddenly realized that the black dye on the walls wasn't what they were.

Someone must have destroyed the original frescoes in the tomb with paint, so that no one other than himself would see the contents of the walls.

And this person seems to have no idea other candidates who might do this except Wu Laogou.

But why did he do this, could it be that there was some secret hidden in the mural that should not be discovered.

Looking at the two opened sarcophagi in front of me, my mood returned to calm.

It wasn't until he escaped from the Lonely Mountain Tomb that he was lost in the mountains and forests, and he actually had several inexplicable nightmares in a row.

Under the two huge sarcophagus, there is actually a hidden thief cave leading to the bottom of the mountain.

By the time he escaped, it was completely dark.

I had to find a remote cave at the foot of the mountain and try to spend the night.

In my confusion, I once again dreamed of the pair of twin monsters in the deep mountains of Xiangxi, and the little girl in the photo wearing a red cotton jacket and pigtails.

That's what Xiao Nan looked like in a black and white photo when she was a child.

In the end, I vaguely saw Xiao Yue waving at me, and I gradually realized that this woman who had been hypnotized into my mind by the man in black was the person I had been unable to let go.

But all my memories of her come from decades ago.

Except for some information that I briefly consulted, I learned that she was a Japanese woman with a special identity, and almost nothing was found.

Walking through the overgrown woods, I finally found a nearby concrete road leading to nowhere, plus the time spent trapped in the hilltop tomb.

I have been trapped in the Shaanxi Mountains for two days and three nights, my clothes are in tatters, and the scars left in the Snake Mausoleum in Xiangxi are still vivid.

Unexpectedly, this time, I was blessed with a great life and actually met a nobleman, and I exhausted the last trace of strength to climb onto the concrete road and then completely fainted.

When I woke up, I met a couple of peasant women, who were driving a carriage past here.

After seeing that I was unconscious, they hurriedly pulled me into the car and wanted to take me to the county hospital for treatment.

I didn't expect to be shocked by the bumpy carriage a little bit closely, and the injuries on my body were not serious, but I was a little thirsty after waking up.

I sat in the carriage and felt the bumpy road, and my spirit, along with my tired body, seemed to be much more awake.

Through inquiry, I learned that the middle-aged couple who were driving the carriage happened to be planning to go to the county hospital to see a doctor.

I saw that I had gotten out of the range of getting lost in the mountains of Shaanxi, and I sighed in my heart that I had met a nobleman, and I sighed that there was no endless road.

What I didn't expect was when I inadvertently asked the two of them if there were any famous Taoist temples near Xiangxi.

The two people in front of me actually took the lead in opening their mouths and spit out the three words "Huang Ciguan", which were extremely familiar and shocking to me.

They later told me that this Taoist temple is very famous in Shaanxi, and many people come to worship and burn incense every day.