Fortunately, what is written on the wax cloth is Lishu, I can understand it, but this ancient text is too chewy to chew words, looking at the narrative technique and the degree of beautification of Lishu, it should be the text of the Three Kingdoms period of the Central Plains, and a few words in that period can represent a paragraph or hundreds of words now.

I have translated the contents of the wax cloth into modern Chinese, which roughly means: When you pass my level, you are destined to have these riches to be yours. There are no gold and silver treasures in this tomb, but the box contains the wealth of the rich country, there are a total of 49 bronze triangular sealing bells, don't underestimate this thing, this is obtained after several wars, each bronze triangular sealing bell has hundreds or thousands of lives behind it, so don't doubt its value. Every 7 bronze triangle wrapping bells represent 1 tomb, a total of 7 tombs, and the back also notes that each tomb is the lord of the rich armor side, as well as the use of the bronze triangle wrapping bell.

If you are a thief and a thief, and you have obtained the wealth of the rich country, please return the jade from the corpse's mouth to the corpse's mouth, and please restore the purple gold four-cornered ascending immortal coffin and the purple sandalwood coffin in the tomb to their original state, otherwise you will not be able to leave this tomb, and you will receive an invitation from hell. The name left by the author is Mikawako.

After reading the content on the wax cloth, my hands trembled slightly, not because I was afraid of the most difficult warning, but because I learned the truth about the bronze triangle wrapped in the bell. This truth is completely different from what Senior Brother told me, I don't know if Senior Brother Lu Dao deliberately told me this, or if he himself didn't know, but his heart was full of a sense of being deceived. I think that Senior Brother must know the truth of the Dao, but he is just deliberately hiding it from me.

The old prostitute looked at my hands trembling, patted me, and said, "Damn, you won't be stupid, right?" ”

I came to my senses, although my mind was full of doubts about what the senior brother had said before, but I also knew very well in my heart that now was not the time to think about this. Holding the wax cloth in his hand and walking towards the little wolf, he wanted to hand the wax cloth to the little wolf to see, but when he walked to the little wolf, he saw that his expression was unusually serious, and his eyes stared directly at the corpse in the passage, only to see that the unicorn corpse was still emitting black smoke, but there was nothing abnormal.

I handed the wax cloth to the little wolf and asked him to take a look, and the little wolf's face became even more ugly after reading it, and he asked me, "What about the jade in the mouth?"

I reached out and took out the jade, but before I could give it to him, the little wolf snatched it. Then he walked towards the corpse of Qingping Zhenren, just now in order to find something, the corpse has been turned over by the old prostitute, and now it is facing the ground and facing the sky.

The little wolf turned the body over again, and the old prostitute glanced at the little wolf and asked, "What is the situation with me?" Zhanzhao, you were also scared silly by what was written on the wax cloth. ”

The little wolf didn't pay attention to the old prostitute, and the moment the corpse was turned over, it startled us, and even the little wolf was scared and shuddered, and involuntarily took two steps back, just bumping into me before stopping.

I saw that the corpse's face radiated colorful light, and the shape of the mouth also changed from the original large open to slightly open, as if smiling. On the forehead of the corpse appeared a king character, this king character flickered for a while, and for a moment it was real, not made of skin folds, but as if it had just been written. When the king character appears, the whole body of the corpse is radiating a strange light, and when the king character disappears, the corpse will appear with a black halo.

I've never seen a corpse like this, and although I don't look so scared, I also have an inexplicable fear in my heart. The old prostitute scratched her head and was puzzled, and asked me and the little wolf, "What the hell is going on, could it be that you want to cheat the corpse?" After a pause, he shook his head and said to himself: "No, it can't be a corpse, it has been abolished by Zhanzhao, and it can't be a corpse at all, and this phenomenon is not a corpse, what is it?" ”

For a while, all the black smoke in the tomb gathered above the corpse, and the unicorn corpse in the passage was still smoking, but the black smoke was very strange, as if it was guided by something, and it actually floated towards the corpse of Qingping Zhenren.

The little wolf was also stunned by the scene in front of him, and he didn't know what to do, he glanced at the corpse for a while, looked back at the passage for a while, and then looked at the black smoke on the corpse, in short, his eyes were already overwhelmed.

The old prostitute and I don't know what he wants to see, but observing the little wolf's expression, there is a sense of urgency, as if he wants to do something but is afraid to do it. The old prostitute shouted on the side: "This fucking is going to merge corpses, and it wants two in one." ”

Before I could understand what the old prostitute meant, I was about to ask a question, when the black smoke on the corpse changed, began to drift downward, and appeared in a straight line, and went straight to the corpse's mouth. I immediately felt bad, it wasn't floating past, it was sucked in by a corpse.

The little wolf immediately stepped forward and inserted the jade into the corpse's mouth, and the old prostitute also stepped forward to use her hands to disturb the black smoke, and I didn't dare to be idle, so I took the wax cloth in my hand and began to fan the black smoke on the corpse. Strange to say, the moment the jade was put into his mouth, the black smoke above the corpse dispersed. I glanced at the old prostitute and wanted to ask what he meant, but he kept staring at my hands.

I looked down at my hands, and there was nothing, but the wax cloth I was holding in my hands had changed color, it was no longer the waxy yellow, it had become black. I wasn't nervous, thinking it was blackened when I used it to fan the black smoke just now, but when I looked closely, I was so frightened that I immediately threw the wax cloth on the ground.

I saw that the words on the wax cloth were gone, and a painting appeared, which painted a door piled up by skeletons, and the skeleton painting was vivid, although it was just a skeleton without eyes, but at first glance it looked like a skeleton was staring at me, and the skeleton's big mouth was like biting my finger. Above the door are four large letters: Gates of Hell.

The most terrifying thing is not the skeleton and the gate of hell, the most terrible thing is the three people walking towards the door, although they only see the back, but we are just three people here, is it the rhyme that we are walking towards the gate of hell. The more I think about it, the more I feel that those three people are more like us, it's not just like us, it's just us, I can see the position of the three people walking around in the painting, the one on the left is the little wolf, the one in the middle is me, and the one on the right is the old prostitute.

When the little wolf saw that I had thrown the wax cloth on the ground, he immediately picked it up, looked at it carefully, and then turned back to me and the old prostitute and said, "It's not easy to stay here for a long time, come and help." ”

As soon as I saw that the little wolf meant to put the body back, I immediately went over to help, and the old prostitute took the wax cloth from the little wolf's hand and looked at it for a while, and said: "No, the painting is so realistic, is this Qingping real person a prophet, and only the three of us can rob his tomb." ”

The little wolf, who was originally reluctant to talk more, said a word, but shocked me and the old prostitute, and said: "It was painted by King Mikawa, hurry up, the gate of hell has been opened, we must get out of here as soon as possible." ”

It was too late to say that it was too late, and the three of them worked together to put the body of Qingping Zhenren back in its original place, which is perhaps the strangest thing in the tomb robbery world today. I have never heard of a tomb robber, after robbing the tomb, the coffin of the corpse has to be tidied up before leaving, which is a tomb robbery, which is more civilized than archaeology. Now I can say to my colleagues that I am a very moral grave robber, and I have to clean the tomb and make it neat before leaving, and I am afraid that no tomb robber has ever done this, but I have done it. But who knows that the Tao is not based on morality, but on the basis of fear, it is forced to do so.

We didn't move anything except the wooden box, and in order to avoid losing it, I tied the wooden box to my body, and the three of us used the original method to support the body through the passage of alum oil.

I don't know if my eyes are dazzled or clouded by black smoke, because the passage is full of unicorn smoke. When I propped myself up to the top of the unicorn, I could vaguely see the unicorn's two eyes blinking at me, but the eyes were not as big as they were at the beginning, they had become much smaller, otherwise their eyelids would not have come together.

I didn't tell them about it when I got out of the passage, but followed the little wolf in one direction, walked out of the distance of more than a hundred meters, and stopped.

The little wolf was the first to ask, "Did you all see it in the passage just now?" ”

"See." The old prostitute replied in a low voice.

"You both saw the unicorn's eyes, too?" I asked, confused.

"That's not a unicorn, that's King Mikawa." Seeing that I hadn't understood yet, the little wolf continued, "King Mikawa must have turned himself into a living corpse when he was about to die, and buried him in the coffin of Qingping Zhenren, waiting for his mentor forever. The box and the wax cloth on your body were deliberately left by King Mikawa, the purpose was to fear that someone would break the level of his living corpse and steal the piece of corpse jade in Qingping Zhenren's mouth, so he left the box and wax cloth. The box is an equal exchange, just to exchange the jade in the mouth, the wax cloth is the most warned, if we don't put the jade into the mouth of the Qingping real person just now, we can't leave there. ”

I was still a little confused, so I asked: "You mean, that unicorn is King Mikawa, this is not scientific, King Mikawa shouldn't be like that, not to say that he is a beautiful man, at least he should be a person, how can he become a unicorn." ”

"My god, your comprehension ability is really a fight with a pig, then King Mikawa is in the body of a unicorn, that is, King Mikawa's living corpse is to be maintained by a shell, understand?" The old prostitute explained impatiently.

Listening to the old prostitute say this, I did understand, no wonder I saw that the eyes were much smaller than the unicorn, but I still had a little doubt in my heart, so I asked: "Why did King Michuan bury his master Qingping Zhenren here, the corpse raising ground outside is much safer than here, why bury himself and his master here?" Explain it to me, old prostitute. ”

The old prostitute glanced at me, and replied quietly: "My day, you kid deliberately, make it difficult for me, you are my prophet, you can answer anything, I can't explain this question, you better go back and ask King Namikawa yourself, he may give you a satisfactory answer, and you can stay with you for the rest of your life." After speaking, the old prostitute also thought of a question and asked: "Zhanzhao, why did you just say that the gate of hell painted on the wax cloth was painted by King Mikawa, and the gate of hell has been opened, where is the gate of hell?" Why are you so sure it's on? ”

The little wolf took a deep breath with a solemn face and said, "Do you think that those black smoke were inhaled by the corpse of Qingping real people?" The old prostitute and I both nodded, agreeing with this statement, and the little wolf continued: "It was not the corpse of Qingping real person that was sucked in at all, the throat bone of the corpse has been crushed by me, and it is impossible for any more gas to be sucked in, which is also the reason why there is no corpse." And the black smoke is not ordinary, that is the soul of King Mikawa, his soul has never left his body, just now the old prostitute shouted that it is to merge the corpse, is to merge the two, because the jade in the mouth of Qingping Zhen was taken down, the soul of King Mikawa just wanted to enter the body of Qingping Zhenren, once the merger is successful, we have to stay in that tomb forever. As for me saying that the gates of hell have been opened, that's my hunch, and I don't know where the gates of hell are. Let's go, maybe we are running out of time, and we have to find another way. ”

"Didn't you go back the way you came, my day?" The old prostitute asked suspiciously.

"We can't go back, we're running out of time." After saying that, the little wolf walked in one direction, which happened to be the direction of his super escape. Indeed, we have exceeded the time agreed between the little wolf and the female water ghost, and I don't know how they agreed, but since the little wolf said that he can't go back, then he must not be able to go anywhere.

I had the heart to ask him why he was going this way, but I held back. After all, the little wolf's intuition and judgment have always been accurate. Originally, after coming out, the whole body was a little relaxed, but he was suddenly nervous by the little wolf's answer, he just intuitively felt that the gate of hell had been opened, and he didn't know where the road was, which made me a little confused by the second monk, and I felt that wherever I went, it was leading to the gate of hell.

Following the little wolf down this cave, I was very worried, always worried about the patterns painted on the wax cloth, the three of us entered the gates of hell, which reminded me of all kinds of strange scenes, dozens of different ways to die, my heart was pounding, it seems that in this line of work, the imagination must not be too rich, or I have to be scared to death by my own imagination.

As we walked, the front became foggy, and the three of us stopped almost at the same time, and although we stopped, the fog in front of us did not stop, but moved towards us.

I was thinking about how there was fog in the cave, and I heard a strange sound in the fog in front of me.