Chapter Twenty-Three: The Tomb of the Ghost
In this tomb, the ground is full of stone statues with different looks, and the big statue in the center is like the miserable white face on the white marble coffin just now.
Wu Ze quickly took out another candle and lit it, placed it next to the statue of the miserable white face, and then turned on the bright flashlight to observe the surrounding environment.
The walls are full of red murals, the colors are very bright, as if they have just been painted with human blood, it stands to reason that the murals of the age have been preserved to this day, and there is still such a red color, how is it impossible.
Not only these murals, but even the statues on the ground seem to have just been carved not long ago.
There is a dark burial path on the east side of the burial chamber, which goes straight ahead, and I don't know where it went.
"Wu Ze, look!" Jiang Yanchao pointed out.
Wu Ze followed the direction she pointed and looked forward, and five more miserable white face statues appeared in front of her, still with cold and indifferent expressions, as if carved out of a mold, without the slightest difference.
"How do I feel that something is wrong with these faces! Coldness and indifference seem to see through life and death, and it seems to ignore everything! Luo Fatzi said worriedly.
Wu Ze said to Jiang Yan and Luo Fatzi: "This ancient tomb is full of weirdness, we must be careful!" ”
Luo Fatzi said: "Brother Ze, what do you say, I will listen to you, I will die by your side anyway!" ”
"Phew, crow's mouth!"
"Let's think about it, since we came to this underground cave, it seems that we have been getting lost, and joining us is now in a labyrinthine environment, it is even more necessary for us to calm down and sort out our clues, and it is possible to escape only if we have ideas!"
Jiang Yan walked back and forth for two steps: "The shape of this tomb seems to be due to an unknown age, but these inexplicable coffin statues appeared, these statues seem to be similar to what we saw on the river beach when we first came in!" ”
"So, everything is traceable!"
"Will Brother Ze be our real hell!" Luo Fatzi suddenly spoke again.
"It's not so appropriate to say it's a ghost, according to my grandfather, it's more appropriate to call it a ghost in our business!"
Jiang Yan was a little puzzled: "Aren't ghosts and ghosts almost the same?" ”
"It's a little different, the revenant, it can be the revenant soul composed of the whole object after it has spirituality, such as the dead but not stiff corpse, such as the corpse of the girl in red we met in the stone house, for various reasons, holding a breath on the body, after psychic, it became what we call a zombie!"
"Maybe these weird coffins, stone slabs that popped up inexplicably, and statues are made of dead souls!"
Jiang Yan thought about it for a while, and felt that there was some truth, thinking of those records in the archaeological research institute, such as the ghost ship or something.
Suddenly, she spoke, "Could it be that we have run into the so-called ghost tomb?" ”
Wu Ze touched his forehead and said: "Most of the time, it seems that we should have encountered the so-called ghost tomb, maybe thousands of years ago, many people took a fancy to this feng shui treasure, the tombs of different dynasties were stacked on different levels, we encountered the abandoned tomb before, or because they found that this cemetery had already had an owner, so they gave up the plan to build a tomb, so everything inside was empty!" ”
"But because they didn't completely take away these things from the cemetery, perhaps because the feng shui master in charge of surveying the geography at that time was afraid of being blamed, he deliberately set up a bureau to make a ghost tomb out, so as to escape the responsibility of his own ineffective search for the tomb!"
Wu Ze thought for a while and said, "It may also be something we are carrying that has triggered this ghost tomb again!" ”
"What could it be?"
"Fat Luo, what are you holding in your hand!" Wu Ze looked back and saw that Luo Fatzi was holding a living creature in his hand, and he didn't know when this guy was holding it in his hand.
"Pangolin, look, I picked it up when I was climbing the thief hole, and it will move, I saw that you kept moving forward, and I forgot to tell you!"
Wu Ze was a little speechless, he had been busy observing the environment just now, but he didn't pay attention to Luo Fatzi's movements.
Jiang Yan looked at the pangolin in Luo Fatzi's hand with some curiosity, and then asked, "Could it be that this pangolin induced the ghost tomb?" ”
"It's hard to say, if it's a goose, it's more likely? Ancient sacrificial supplies, often used goose, used as a wild goose, used to sacrifice the creatures of the cemetery! Wu Ze's heart flashed, isn't it really because of this pangolin?
This unknown regime in southern Xinjiang may have different customs from those of the Central Plains, or it may be the sacrifice of human heads and pangolins.
"Anyway, we should find a way to go back to the main burial chamber just now, or go back to the exit of the cross-section, determine where to go out, and then leave this pangolin behind to pay homage to this ghost tomb!"
"Brother Ze, then I'll release the pangolin now?" Luo Fatzi heard that he seemed to be in trouble, and hurriedly said.
"Wait and see, you carry it first!"
Wu Ze was even more cautious this time, he turned on the strong flashlight, and walked towards the straight and dark tomb road with the two people behind him.
The tomb road is longer than Wu Ze imagined, step by step, one moment up, one moment down, as if there is no end, there is no fork, there is no other passage, just straight forward, but there is never an end.
Although he didn't feel any dangerous atmosphere, Wu Ze and the two people behind him became more and more frightened, standing still was obviously not a way, but he couldn't go until he walked.
The strong flashlight shines forward, but it can only shine a short distance, and it is dark after less than ten meters, and even the light of the strong flashlight cannot penetrate the darkness.
In desperation, Wu Ze and the two stopped, and Luo Fatzi scolded with a pangolin in one hand: "What the hell is this uncle's place, Brother Ze, what are we going to do now?" I'm in the labyrinth again, why don't we go separately and try it alone? ”
"No, being alone in this environment is a very torturous thing, and I'm afraid that before we find a way out, we will already go crazy!"
"Maybe we've got a ghost hitting the wall!"
As soon as they heard Wu Ze speak, Jiang Yan and Luo Fatzi felt cold and began to get nervous again.
Wu Ze felt a little tired, sat down, and inadvertently reached out to touch it, the original long rope was still tied around his waist, and he suddenly had an idea.
"It's better to tie the rope around our waists and separate them twenty meters to see what the situation is different, this ghost hitting the wall will not control the range of dozens of meters!"
Jiang Yan handed the kettle to Wu Ze, and then said, "I'm afraid that if something goes wrong, what if this rope connecting us breaks?" I don't think so! ”
After getting along for such a long time, Jiang Yan's perception of Wu Ze has improved a lot, and since leaving the big team, Wu Ze doesn't seem to have even spoken a word of teasing.
"It doesn't matter, we move at the same time, anyway, it's not too far apart, more than twenty meters away, once you find something wrong, you can shout directly when you stand in the middle, and the people at both ends can rush back in a few seconds!"
Hearing Wu Ze say this, Luo Fatzi and Jiang Yan had to agree, after all, Wu Ze, who was the heir of touching gold in the cemetery, was the real expert.