The word "evil" in the seal body is engraved on the coffin corresponding to the evil star position of the earth.

This is the pattern of the earth's evil spirits, and even today, there are still similar formations or spells in many sects.

The tomb in the east direction is exactly the same structure as the west direction, and there are also seventy-two coffins in the main burial chamber, at first glance, these coffins seem to correspond to the star positions of the seventy-two earth evil stars, but if you look closely, you will find that many coffins deviate from the positive star positions, and they cannot form a formation of the earth evil at all.

If I'm not mistaken, the tomb to the east is supposed to be a suspicious tomb, and it probably doesn't contain what I'm looking for.

There are five tombs, all of which are independent, but some of them are connected to each other.

The south tomb can be connected to the central tomb and the northern tomb, and the middle tomb is connected to four parts, and you can enter several other large tombs in any direction, but the east tomb is only connected to the central tomb, and the west tomb is connected to the north tomb and the middle tomb.

In view of the fact that there is an evil character carved in the central tomb and the tomb due west, it is estimated that the night owl spirit mentioned by the great witch of Noja is pressed in these two tombs.

Judging from the structure of the tomb, there should be a tomb road behind me, but from the field of view of the quicksand of the Qi Sea, the Qi sand behind me shows a very uneven flow track, as if there, there is only an uneven stone wall.

Even though I was a little confused, I held my torch aloft and went to the corner of the riverbank, and stirred the fire at the wall a few times.

The flickering orange firelight reflected a flickering shadow on the wall, and my vision was not very clear, and I felt as if it was just a smooth stone wall washed by water, and I knew to reach out and touch it, only to find that the wall was full of damp mud, and as long as I picked it with my fingers, there were large pieces of mud scattered down.

I tried to knock the mud off with a sapper shovel, and on the other side of the wet mud was a flat stone slab.

It is said that when the river rises, it will not press the soil upstream on the stone wall, but only wash away the original mud on the stone wall, so I estimate that this layer of mud should have been pasted by the tomb builder, and the mud layer in the early years should have been thicker than now, but it was washed by the river, so there was only a little left.

The fact that the tomb builder deliberately sealed the tomb means that there must be something pressed in the tomb.

With a torch in one hand and a sapper shovel in the other, I smashed the mud layer on the wall bit by bit, until the mud had fallen off enough that a stone gate about 1.5 meters high finally appeared.

The door panel on the right side is also carved with a statue of a standing figure with angry eyes, but the door panel on the left is very smooth, and this scene seems to confirm my belief that the grave builder must have suffered something here, so that he did not have time to take care of the other door panel.

Because it has been so long, I am afraid that in this era, it is no longer clear what happened here back then.

The two panels are also of different sizes, with the right one being wider and the left one being a little narrower, so much so that there is a two-finger-wide gap between the two panels.

I inserted my palm into the gap, grabbed the door panel on the left, and pulled hard, and there was a "creaking" sound immediately from the mud-sealed door shaft.

The door opened, and a gust of wind immediately blew out of the deep doorway, and a large stream of unknown dust pressed down with the wind.

I immediately held my breath and took two steps back.

Dust was everywhere, and I squinted, stuck my torch into the doorway, and took a closer look inside.

The light still illuminates only a small area, and beyond the light, the flowing sand outlines are wide and narrow, and these outlines are too blurry to see what they are.

It wasn't until the dust had settled that I got into the doorway and quickly leaned over to the point where the silhouette had appeared.

In the light of the fire, I could see that it was some building stone, some cut into boxy strips, others with rounded corners.

These stones should have been used to build the tomb, I don't know if there was an extra one, or the tomb builder fled in a hurry before the entire tomb complex was built, so that all these things were left here.

Feeling that there was no movement in front of me, I turned around and closed the stone door, and moved a large amount of stone to the door, building a two-story thick wall to block the exit.

The devil knows what's in the tomb, and if I don't have the strength to die inside, at least I can't let the contents escape.

The second master used to say that if one day I can take the initiative to do something regardless of gains and losses, even if I am truly mature, I don't know if I do this, whether it will be counted as whether it is a gain or loss.

After sealing the way out, I held the torch and cautiously moved deeper into the tomb.

The entrance to the tomb is only two meters wide and one and a half meters high, but the tomb is so spacious that even if you raise the torch above your head, the flames will not burn to the top of the tomb.

A slightly more spacious environment can always make people feel more relaxed, but the large darkness in front of me is pressing my mind, so that I dare not relax at all.

The tomb road is not too long, and every time you go far, you can hear very empty footsteps ahead.

At first I thought it was an echo of my walking, but when I stopped to listen carefully, the sound of those footsteps was extremely scattered and of different severity, and I was shocked that there was something ahead!

But the vision of the quicksand of the Qi Sea couldn't outline the outlines of those things, and the sounds suddenly disappeared shortly after I stopped.

Clearly, something in the chamber has sensed my presence.

I didn't dare to slack off, so I hurriedly took out the Netherworld Tongbao and Han Fang, and walked slowly while lowering my pace, while harmonizing the yin and yang qi field in my blood.

The moment I walked out of the tomb, I sensed three very thick corpse qis, these evil qi fields were imprisoned in this large space by some kind of force, so that they could not be perceived at all when they were outside.

Learn about Suosuo......

I was looking ahead with a torch when I suddenly heard the sound of shredded footsteps behind me.

Realizing that there was something behind me, I immediately spread the yang line, flicked my wrist violently, and the gossip money flew towards the tomb entrance with the sound of the wind.

Shake off the yang line first, and then look back.

Just as I was screwing my body towards the tomb, a dark shadow flashed through the firelight at great speed, and before I could see what it was, it disappeared into the darkness.

Even if my vision was blessed with the Concentration Technique, I couldn't see the silhouette in the darkness in the quicksand of the Qi Sea.

For the first time in the long time since I returned home, I have found that the dark environment is so frightening, where I can't see anything, but what is hidden in the darkness can clearly see me standing in the firelight.

As soon as I thought of this, I immediately threw the torch, bent my waist, and quickly rushed into the darkness.

But when I rushed forward, there was another footstep behind me, and I could vaguely tell that there were two footsteps this time, one left and one right, and they were less than two meters away from me.

And the speed of these two things is extremely fast, in the blink of an eye, it is almost close to my body, I dare not delay, immediately retract my body, and roll on the spot.

I had just bent down when I felt something pass over my head.

In the process of rolling forward, I didn't forget to shake my wrist again, causing the gossip money to fly to the right side of my body, and at the same time, I used the technique of the bone-destroying hand to punch the left side of my body.

First I heard a muffled sound, and then I felt the resistance coming from my fist, and then I remembered to urge the vibration, but unfortunately it was too late, and the thing I hit had already flashed out quickly, and the vibration only hit the air.

But it seemed to be wounded, and there was a faint smell of iron in the air, which could have come from its blood, or some other liquid on it, I couldn't tell.

Then, there was silence again, and the things that had just surrounded me seemed to disappear out of thin air, not to mention the sounds, and even their breath was completely obscured by the darkness.

But I know they must not have gone far.

Once I had stabilized myself, I climbed up as fast as I could, trying to keep myself calm while pricking up my ears to listen to the sounds around me.

When the family was confined to the house, the second master once asked me and Li Huaishan to walk blindfolded with plates, and the plates were full of scattered goblets.

At that time, the second master always used this method to torture the two of us, which was indeed annoying, but this nonsensical training method can indeed improve a person's hearing ability in a short period of time, at least at that time, I learned to judge which glass is about to fall by the sound of the collision of wine glasses, and immediately make physical adjustments.

Now, I can only rely on the kind of hearing that I trained to cope with the current situation.

After standing up, I vaguely heard a sound of broken footsteps coming from the direction of the entrance of the tomb, and immediately sounded to look that way.

Then I saw a black shadow move to the torch on all fours, and by the light of the fire I could finally see what it looked like.

It was a withered corpse, its entire body was pure black, as if it had been wrapped in a layer of black iron skin, and under the light of the fire, it could reflect a metallic luster.

The corpse had no nose or mouth, only a pair of bulging eyes embedded under its forehead, sticky hair sticking to its face like an upside-down aquatic weed, and in the field of vision of the quicksand of the Qi Sea, wisps of mental power could be seen slowly surging on the tips of its hair.

Iron corpse, it turned out to be an iron corpse!

I have seen the portrait and related records of this kind of evil corpse in the classics of the old family, and the book says that this kind of evil corpse is all formed by the corpse of a cultivator with strong mental power after death, because most of the cultivators of this kind are not afraid of corpse poison, and they have mental power to protect the body, the probability of corpse transformation after death is also very low, so that from ancient times to the present, this kind of evil corpse is an extremely rare existence.

(End of chapter)