The atmosphere in the dungeon was extremely weird, and the guy looked at the dried corpse with a dull expression, as if he didn't have any sense, and slowly inserted his fingers into his chest. At the moment when the fingers were fully entered, the five fingers grabbed something hard, and then pulled it out, and heard a click of broken bones, and in an instant, bright red blood spurted out from between the fingers.

The second uncle in the corner probed out, and saw a bloody heart in the man's hand, several unbroken blood vessels were still agitating, and scarlet liquid spurted out with the beating of the heart.

The guy suddenly regained his consciousness at this moment, looked down and saw the heart in his hand, and instantly let out a terrible scream, but before the screams stopped, the second uncle saw that the guy's whole body began to stiffen, and the skin turned black at a very fast speed, and then the whole body quickly lost water and dried out, and in just ten seconds, it became a blackened dry corpse.

The second uncle swallowed a mouthful of saliva and turned his head to look at the dried corpse next to the guy, but at this time, the dried corpse began to shrink, and a puddle of green liquid spread out under his feet, and by the time the second uncle calmed down, the dried corpse had completely melted, and only a human skin remained. And that guy, with the appearance of pulling out his heart, stood there in place of the dry corpse that had been meditating.

Later, the second uncle met a Taoist priest at a dinner party, so he took advantage of the wine to tell him about it.

I didn't expect that Taoist priest to be a bit of a Taoist, and when he heard the second uncle say it, he took a breath, frowned and said: "That's a qi to raise the corpse, this is the secret method of the Yellow Evil Sect, when he is about to die, he uses secret techniques to hook out a person's soul, let him take out his heart and hold it on the three-inch qi eye on his chest, and then after he sits down, the soul enters the heart to absorb the essence." It is said that every time you inhale the essence of a heart, your soul will become stronger, and the corpse of your soul is actually under that stone pier. ”

At this time, when I thought of this, I felt a chill under my feet, and immediately looked at the foot of the statue, and found that it was a stone pillar with words inscribed, and the part that connected to the ground was carved in the shape of a water lotus.

I squatted down to look at the words on the stone pillars, and found that they could not be called words at all, but more like a code language. I took out my notebook and prepared to trace these code words, and let the second uncle decipher them when I got out. But the moment I turned my head, my eyes caught a glimpse of the statue's face, and I was stunned for a moment, feeling that this statue seemed to be a little different from the one just now.

I lifted the fire fold and looked closer, and suddenly I felt a sigh in my heart, this statue seemed to be alive, and his eyes were moving.

At this moment, my cold sweat fell, and I cautiously stepped back, and found that the statue's eyes were actually moving with me, and the gray eyes were staring at me, and the expression of pain and distortion just now turned into a strange sneer.

Just as I was about to take a closer look, the fire suddenly dimmed, and the flame gradually became smaller, flickering a few times before being extinguished with a snap.

In an instant I was plunged into darkness, I closed my eyes to ease, and then slowly retreated towards the stone wall behind me, just two steps back, I felt something appear behind me, the moment I stopped, I felt something on my shoulder, my right hand as if it was being grabbed, pressed down on my chest.

It all happened so quickly that by the time I could react, the index finger of my right hand was pressed against my chest, and the nails were poking through my clothes and against my skin.

It was dark all around, I couldn't see what was behind me, and I raised my right hand to resist the speed of the fall, but the force of grabbing my right hand was so great that I trembled after a few seconds of stalemate.

I felt my fingers cut through the skin of my chest, and I was thrust into my chest at a speed that I could feel, and now every time my heart beats, I feel a sharp pain, a feeling of suffocation, and my brain is starting to go into a trance.

Just when my nails were almost halfway in, my middle finger seemed to be blocked by something, I instantly sobered up, moved my left hand, found that there was still a trace of strength, hurriedly reached into my arms, and took out the thing, which was a fire fold.

I bit off the top lid with my mouth, and when I rubbed it on the back, a few sparks appeared, and just as the sparks appeared, I felt the thing holding my arm suddenly pause, and the strength was much smaller in an instant.

I immediately rubbed it again, this time with a lot of force, and the fire broke into flames, and a faint light appeared. I held the fire fold and reached for something on my shoulder, and suddenly I heard a scream, and then there was a sharp pain in my brain, like an electric shock, and my brain went blank in an instant.

I was in a trance, and I didn't come to my senses until the fire burned my hair. The thing behind me was gone, and I pulled out my right hand and inserted it into the flesh of my chest, and found that the wound was not large, just stuck in the bone gap of the chest.

I tore my vest into long strips and wrapped it around my chest, and although it didn't bleed much, there was a pulling sting as soon as I moved.

I looked up at the statue, and the face had changed back to its original form, and its eyes were closed. I breathed a sigh of relief, and rested against the stone wall for a while, knowing that the statue must never be touched again, or even looked at, and that there might still be the human skin chrysalis and the straight in the passage below, and now I could only go to the depths of the cave, and there was a huge black shadow there.

I clutched the fire fold in my hand, knowing that there must be something hiding in the darkness here, and if there was no fire, there must have been something I had just encountered.

I took a few steps forward against the wall, and I noticed that the wall here was starting to get wet, as if it was sticky with a viscous liquid, and I smelled the slime on my hands, and there was a sour smell of rotting flesh.

I felt the liquid coming down from the top of the wall, and I tried to lift the fire fold up to see what was on top of the wall, but when I stretched out my arm to look up, I saw that there was a groove above the wall, which was more than half a man high, and there seemed to be something in it.

I gritted my teeth and piled up a few larger rocks from all around, and stepped on them, just enough to reach the bottom of the groove with my fingers, and I stretched the fire fold up, and as the groove grew brighter, the things began to show out.

The moment the firelight illuminated the top of the groove, I fell from the stone, and what the firelight shone out of it was a dried corpse, looking at me with a hideous face, and at the moment I fell, by the light of the fire, I saw that there were hundreds of such dried corpses sitting in this groove.