There was a decomposed corpse hidden in the broken coffin board, and for some reason, I gradually felt something indescribably strange.

The location of this ancient tomb is similar to the ruins of the Jongmyo Temple in the ancient kingdom of Yoro, but it is a country that has a glorious history.

How could such a shabby coffin be used, and even the entire burial chamber was cramped.

It was only then that I suddenly discovered a bronze plaque engraved with ancient seal characters hidden underneath the corpse.

After holding a flashlight and carefully translating, I discovered the true identity of the corpse in front of me.

He was actually the warlock who was in charge of alchemy for King Yelang in the palace back then, and the silk clothes that tightly wrapped the corpse on his body also revealed a bit of the appearance of Taoist robes under careful observation.

According to his own understanding, the owner of the corpse in front of him must have been equivalent to the existence of a national teacher at that time.

Why was he buried in such a cramped tomb after death?

Bursts of cold air blew in through the tunnel, until a faint glow appeared on the wall in front of me, and I turned my head and was almost startled.

Many small words had appeared on the pale face of the mural before, and even many colorful patterns appeared on the other three walls.

Obviously, someone in this narrow tomb has been tampered with, perhaps the tomb craftsmen of the past secretly preserved some hidden secrets in this way through secret methods.

After the words on the wall were translated, it more or less subverted my previous perception of the ancient country of Yelang.

The so-called ancient kingdom was like a flash in the pan during the Qin and Han dynasties, but it only appeared for more than 200 years before it entered decay, and the reason was that King Yelang was obsessed with seeking alchemy.

Many of these actions are even more exaggerated than Qin Shi Huang's search for Penglai Immortal Island in the East China Sea.

They relied on the mountains to hollow out many mountains, just to find the so-called heavy metal materials that could be used by warlocks for alchemy.

With such a king, the lives of the people must have been in misery, so that in the last fifty years when the country was close to disappearing.

Many scenes of decay and decay have emerged, and the patterns painted in these three murals echo the hidden secrets in the text.

After reading this, I couldn't help but gasp, although there was no mention of the ancient kingdom of Yelang becoming an immortal in the text above.

But I still can't help but make people wonder if the so-called immortal is just a scam left over from history.

Looking at the shabby coffin and the cramped burial chamber in front of me, I could vaguely imagine how empty the country was at that time.

However, even if it was because of the defeat of King Yelang, it would not be possible to completely disappear the entire huge country in just a few months.

Eventually, even the writing on the walls gradually blew away with the wind in the tomb, and the dust blew on the corpses with a pungent smell.

Just as he wanted to continue along the tunnel, he suddenly felt the corpse in the coffin coldly, as if he trembled slightly.

I hurriedly turned around to look at the scene in front of me, and the large amount of text hidden on the wall had completely dissipated.

Faintly revealed the contents of another mural that I had never seen before.

Such a chain reaction made me realize something at once, the previous pattern must have been painted by those craftsmen on the back of the Yelang King.

In order to tell the world that the so-called Yelang Ancient Kingdom is not as harmonious and prosperous as outsiders seem.

And the murals hidden under the text can't help but evoke even more.

I hurriedly raised the flashlight in my hand and leaned in, but I was almost stunned by the sight in front of me.

It was the scene of several warlocks alchemizing in the main hall, and the one sitting in the farthest distance was the Yelang King.

He was dressed in dazzling silk, perhaps because the pattern of the painting itself was a little dull, which made the whole mural look a little indescribably weird.

Under the illumination of the bright flashlight, every figure that appeared in the main hall did not draw a face.

It's just that in the very center, several warlocks in gray robes with whisks in their hands surround a huge alchemy furnace.

On the other wall next to it, a mysterious painting pattern suddenly appeared, echoing the previous scene of the main hall.

This technique of concealing the frescoes with dye is comparable to that of today's fantasy projections, where all the patterns gradually reveal in the wind on the narrow four walls.

People can't help but be a little frightened, how many murals are hidden here.

The next mural is the Dan furnace on the main hall suddenly making a strange noise, startling everyone to flee in all directions.

Seeing this, a warlock wearing a Taoist robe hurriedly walked over, but an accident occurred at the moment when the furnace was opened, and the liquid mixed with heavy metal was directly involved in the big ding.

Just as everyone wanted to go to the rescue, the figure of King Yelang, who was sitting at the top, remained motionless, as if he wanted to use the warlock's body as a medicinal material for alchemy.

In the end, the alchemy failed, and this long-planned plan to become an immortal did not succeed and even made King Yelang furious, and directly executed the remaining warlocks.

And in the last scene in the mural, the remaining warlocks are being executed at the execution ground.

The vermilion dye exudes the brutality of the bloody execution, and the dark environment in the tomb is even more strange and terrifying.

This time, I couldn't help but turn my head to look at the corpse behind me, and lightly touched the silk-like robe on the corpse with a knife a few times.

The stiff, dry corpse inside apparently had become very hard as if it had been soaked in mercury and some kind of heavy metal.

It seems that the body in this coffin is the unlucky guy depicted in the mural, and it may have been the wind in the tunnel just now, which gave me the illusion that there was someone behind me.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when I thought of this, but I remembered that the coffin was also accidentally crushed by myself, and I felt a little sad in my heart.

simply turned around again and kowtowed a few times to the corpse in front of him.

I knelt on the ground sincerely, but I only hoped that I could soon unravel the secret of the disappearance of the ancient kingdom of Yelang, and the unwarranted nightmare that had been haunting me for a long time.

It's just that when I knelt down and respectfully kowtowed to the second sound, the elongated shadow on the ground suddenly shook.

I was shocked into a cold sweat for a moment, and there was only me and this corpse in the burial chamber, and no one else.

The shadow that was reflected on the ground seemed to tremble.

I turned my head to look up a little bit, and suddenly I noticed that something that looked like a snake's tail was hanging from the ceiling of the tomb.

The dim light blurred in the corners, and I was on guard all of a sudden, clenching the dagger in my hand and ready to deal with any unexpected that might arise.

As the stump wrapped around the flashlight shone upwards a little, a huge shadow shook in the darkness overhead.

If it weren't for the fact that I had observed something wrong with my shadow when I was kowtowing on the ground before, this thing would have been enough to remain dormant and never be discovered.