More precisely, to turn into a withered old goat

"What's in the water, is it a water ghost or a water snake?"

Jiang Yan couldn't see it very clearly because she was blocked by Wu Ze before, and at this moment, looking at the terrifying death of the old goat, she asked a little nervously.

Wu Ze didn't die, but took Jiang Yan to slowly retreat, and opened a distance from the blister.

The old sheep, whose essence and blood was sucked dry all at once, turned into a dried corpse and lay there, even Wu Ze, who had always been bold, felt panicked in his heart, what was there under the water, was it an aquatic monster, or was there a murderous corpse hidden under the water.

He was a little unsure that what he had just seen was really a hand, a hand wrapped in sludge

ouch

Wu Ze, who was thinking about it, suddenly heard Jiang Yan's scream behind her, thinking that something had happened to her, so she turned her head suddenly, and found that her attention was on the old sheep just now, and when she retreated, she accidentally tripped over a long stone on the ground.

After reaching out and pulling Jiang Yan up from the ground, Wu Ze found that the long stone of Jiang Yan that had tripped over was very strange, and it stretched forward for a long time, sticking into the barren grass.

Touching the long stone, Wu Ze found the other end, which was inserted into the arched mound that he had thought was a tomb.

Inserting the sapper shovel into the bottom of the long stone, Wu Ze tried to pry it, but he didn't expect the long stone to be pried, and there was a bang, as if the pry stone had pierced something open, and a deep hole appeared in the tomb. ：

A bright flashlight shines into it, and what catches your eye is a graveyard

"Doesn't it mean that even if there are burials in northern Tibet, there are no coffins, why are there graves here?"

Jiang Yan's face was full of surprise, all this she saw in front of her was completely unrelated to her cognition, since in northern Tibet, burial is the lowest level of burial, so it is absolutely impossible to build another tomb road for these so-called lowly dead.

If it is a serf owner or a powerful lord, it is impossible to leave any tombs on the ground, and the monks choose tower burial or cremation, so what is going on in front of them

The two looked at each other, and driven by an irrepressible curiosity, the two put on their headlamps, turned on their flashlights, and bent down towards the entrance of the cave.

As soon as I entered the tomb, two rows of stone people and stone beasts appeared in front of me, and then went inside, and the tomb became a little weird.

The tomb passage is not very long, and the burial chamber is not very deep, but five tomb caves appear in front of it, lined up, and they are cave tombs with shaft tombs.

"These things seem to be completely different from those tombs we have seen in southern Xinjiang."

There didn't seem to be any danger all the way in, but Jiang Yan was even more surprised at this moment.

She saw a two-story platform with a row of bluestone slabs placed horizontally, firmly sealing the five tombs, and from this direction, the tomb seemed to be divided into upper and lower ends, and further down, if you want to enter the tomb, you must move these bluestone slabs.

Some pottery, the bones of horses and animals, are scattered directly below the bluestone slabs that seal the tombs.

"Wu Ze, there seems to be a ghost fire there"

Jiang Yan's face suddenly turned blue, and she looked in the other direction of the tomb and said.

Underground ghost fires, Wu Ze has seen a lot, basically phosphorus on human bones, after encountering the air coming in outside, caused by spontaneous combustion, he is no stranger to this thing, so he does not have Jiang Yan's fear.

"But I'm afraid, it's just phosphorus fire," Wu Ze said.

Of course, Jiang Yan also knew the origin of the ordinary ghost fire in her heart, but the ghost fire in front of her was a little different, because where the ghost fire was located, a stone platform suddenly appeared, and the five tomb caves sealed by bluestone slabs were far away.

There is a statue on the stone platform, which is seen on the relief in the broken temple, a fat woman without any clothes on her body, holding a skull ritual weapon in her hand, and a bone flute on the other hand.

The strong flashlight in Wu Ze's hand shone through, and he found that the skull magic weapon and the calf bone flute seemed to be a physical sacrifice, not carved out of stone.

Beneath the statue lies a rectangular box-shaped wooden coffin, which is placed next to it, including exquisite painted wooden tables, square wooden combs, bronze mirrors with handles, carved wooden strips, textile tools, and a large number of jade beads, rectangular wooden plates, straw utensils, and painted pottery.

These things look like antiquities, and if Luo Fatzi sees them here, he will definitely be very happy.

Just a little closer to look over, the wooden coffin did not have a coffin lid.

There was a corpse inside, covered with a white cloth, if it weren't for the different surrounding environment, the shape of the tomb was also different, for a moment, Wu Ze seemed to have returned to the underground cave in a trance, and the corpse of a woman in red appeared in front of him from time to time.

"Shhhhh

After Jiang Yan's reminder, Wu Ze found out at this time that in front of the rectangular box-shaped wooden coffin, there was a jade basin, and in the basin sat a small corpse, which seemed to be a child, but there was a golden mask on his face, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

Underneath the jade basin was a pile of white bones, and some ghost fires were emitted from these piles of white bones.

Wu Ze was a little hesitant, he hesitated to take a closer look, Jiang Yan took a few steps forward with some curiosity, and his body had already surpassed Wu Ze's position.

Whew, how could there be a gust of wind blowing from behind him.

Wu Ze suddenly felt something lying on his shoulder, feeling a little slippery, and then felt a burst of coldness.

"Could it be a ghost on the shoulder," Wu Ze was stunned in his heart.

Grandpa once said that when you meet a ghost on your shoulder, don't look back, hold your breath and don't move, pretend that you are also a dead person, or a newly dead person, but there is still some residual warmth, so that the ghost behind you may automatically disperse.

If you scream and turn your head, the biggest possibility is that you will be caught by a ghost, and then be controlled to hit the wall and die, and finally become a lonely ghost.

Wu Ze was horrified, but he soon smelled a fishy smell again, no, this is definitely not a ghost

That cold feeling is more like some kind of scale, could it be a corpse python

Wu Ze suddenly lowered his head, rolled ahead of him, and the next moment, he saw that the tomb where he was standing was smashed into a pit by a thick and pitch-black thing, a golden crown, a black corpse python, was spitting out a fishy smell.

In the blister just now, the one who sucked the blood of the old sheep was this flat-haired animal

The golden-crowned corpse python seems to be very patient, I don't know if it is determined that the two guys in front of him can't run out, or if there is a bad taste like a cat playing with a mouse.

Wu Ze's tumbling just now rushed to Jiang Yan's side, looking at the huge python with a golden crown and a dark body, Jiang Yan immediately pulled out his pistol.

It's just a python, Jiang Yan feels that it is difficult to deal with a murderous corpse, it is very terrifying, but a python, a few shots can kill it.

She didn't notice Wu Ze's frowning expression at all~ If you search for basket color, you can read the following chapters as soon as possible

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