We were staring at the dress in the heights, and the human head on the dress suddenly turned silently and smiled at us. Shirley Yang and I were horrified, but we weren't in a mess.

It is said that ghosts can't turn around, and the shadow wall in the rich man's house is specially designed to block the evil ghosts. The hall of this apse is full of stone painted walls, and it is a big deal to circle around with her, anyway, it is daytime outside, and there is no place to escape. Thinking of this, I took out a black donkey's hooves and shouted: "Master Hu invites you to eat braised hooves today, guy." He raised his hand and threw it at the head of the man in the darkness.

The hooves of the black donkey, which specializes in zombie demons, flew through the air with a strong wind; As soon as I exerted my strength, the wolf's eye in my other hand could not be stabilized, and the roof of the temple was immediately covered with darkness as soon as the light flickered. I heard a "pop" in the dark, and a large object fell and fell on a mural wall next to the stone monument where Shirley Yang and I were.

I hurriedly shone my flashlight to see what the hell it was. When we looked closely, a half-worm was grinning at us on the mural wall—it wasn't the red witch robe—and the Half-Worm was twice as big as it had been when it had left its mother's body. Just now, they were forced to retreat to the gourd cave by the insect repellent drugs on the Lingyun Heavenly Palace and the spiral plank road, but presumably the several layers of broken insect paths in the King's Tomb complex are mainly aimed at rats and ants, and they are old, so they will not have much effect on people with such a large body, they have adapted to these smells.

At some point, the leper slipped into the temple and hid in the dark to take advantage of the opportunity to sneak attack, but when he pounced, he happened to hit the muzzle of the gun, and was hit by the hooves of the black donkey that I threw over to smash the ghost, and fell on the wall of the mural.

The black donkey hoof I carried with me was still found by the swallow when I was in Inner Mongolia, and I had been with me for more than a year, and it was almost the same as the iron ball.

Shirley Young and I looked at the mural wall with a wolf's eye, but we stumbled upon another set of clothes hanging from the roof of the hall behind it, and the style was also very strange. It should be a leather armor belonging to the ancient Southwest Yi people, and it is also only armor, and there is no corpse in it; And this set of armor doesn't even have a head, only a horned helmet, and I can't see if there is a human head in the helmet.

It seems that there is more than one set of red witch clothes in this apse, I don't know what happened to the owners of these costumes, eighty percent of them have already been killed by the king to sacrifice to the sky.

But I don't have to think about the root cause at all, the 64 style in Y Yang's hand fired three shots in a row, knocking it down from mid-air, and the fat man below immediately caught up with a few shots.

The fat man looked up at us and shouted, "There are quite a few others who have come in, ***, they can count on us......" As he spoke, he continued to pull the trigger, and the dark palace was reflected by bullets and bullets.

Shirley Young told me, "They must remember the smell of us, that's why they chase after us." However, the speed at which these guys grow so fast must be related to the special environment in the gourd cave, and they will not live long away from the nest. ”

I was anxious to get the submachine gun from the stele, so I climbed down the stele and said to the fat man and Shirley Young, "Destroy them all as soon as possible, while there are few of them." Close the door to the apse gallery immediately. Since large insects don't survive for long with normal oxygen concentrations, we just need to be able to hold out for a while. ”

While we were unprepared, there were no less than a few dozen of the lepers who sneaked into the palace; Although there are not many of them, they are not small, and it is difficult to destroy them all for a while, so they have to use the scattered stone tablets and painting walls in the hall to deal with them. The reason why there was no large influx was probably because the rest of the bodies had not yet grown and could not resist the medicinal properties of the insects in the temple, but this was only a matter of time.

The fat man and I leaned back to back on each other, shooting the leprosy people who rushed over one by one, and the fat man said to me in a hurry: "Commander Hu, we don't have much ammunition, we have to take it easy." ”

As soon as I heard him say that there were not many bullets, my heart was a little anxious, and the "Chicago typewriter" I was holding lost my head, and a lepers who had just been bitten by the bullet was shot three times in the back and plunged into the dead corner behind the mural wall. The few bullets from behind me were all pinned to the wall, sending bricks flying with dust.

I thought I would kill one less and one less, so I chased after him and turned to the inside of the mural wall. I saw that the seriously injured man was squatting on the lid of the black ding, staring at me fiercely, opening his four big mouths, howling to vent the pain of being torn apart by the large-caliber bullets, and the endless resentment of the female slaves in the poisonous blood flowing in his body.

When the injured man saw that I was chasing after me, he immediately went berserk, and viciously propped up the lid with his limbs, and threw himself at me with his strength. Its strength was surprisingly great, and this support momentum actually kicked the lid of the black copper tripod back from the tripod's body. There was a mural wall behind me, and it was difficult to dodge, but I knew that the opponent's attack was fierce and ferocious, and he concentrated the remaining energy in his life on his mouth, and he was ready to die with me.

I didn't dodge, I raised my gun and tried to finish it off in mid-air. Unexpectedly, as soon as the trigger was pulled, the bullet was stuck at this time. I'm really afraid of something. Although this American-style equipment is sharp, it is an old carryover, and it is rare to use it until now. I tried to reverse the butt of the rifle to strike the scab that flew at me, but it came so fast and so violently that I could only smell a foul smell at the end of my nose, and the strange mouth of my palate limbs and teeth had already pounced on my face.

I had no choice but to hold Miai around its neck, but I didn't expect that the other party seemed to be infinitely powerful, and the force of the attack did not diminish in the slightest, knocking me to the ground. I kicked the man in the belly, and with the force of his striking, I kicked it backwards. The head of the lewd man hit the mural wall, and the snow-white wall immediately left a large black blood stain.

Seeing that the leper was still not dead, I tried to go up and smash his head with the butt of my rifle again, but I heard a heavy metal rolling sound behind me, as if a huge wheel was coming against me from behind.

I thought to myself, where the hell the train came from, I didn't dare to hold it up, so I quickly turned over and hid to the side. The lid of the giant black tripod rubbed against the back of my heart. The lewd man, who had just struggled to get up from under the mural wall, was hit by the edge of the canopy. With the muffled sound of a watermelon falling from the upper floor, a large amount of black blood splattered from the entire mural wall, and it was smashed into a pile of worm mud by the heavy canopy. The head had been deflated, and it was no longer possible to tell where the head was and where the wall was broken, only the forelimbs were still open and shaking.

As the saying goes, lift a stone and hit one's own feet, this leper must have been a person who did not cultivate good results in his previous life, and only cared about pounced and bit me, but he was kicked open by himself, rolled on the ground, and finally ran over his own head.

The gunshots in the hall were still ringing out, and the fat man and Shirley Yang had already eliminated more than a dozen of the largest scabies, and were killing the remaining ones. Seeing that I was safe here for the time being, I breathed a sigh of air, pulled out the drum with my hand, and returned the jammed bullet, almost killing him.

Then he stood up and wanted to help the fat man, but as soon as he got up, he saw a strange and indescribable scene. The six-legged black tripod that had lost its lid, and the white flowers in it were all naked corpses; Judging from the corpses, there were men, women, and children, and there were seventeen or eighteen corpses.

The corpses were piled up in white clotted grease, which was as clear as jelly, so it looked as if they had been made into waxed corpses. The blood stains on the corpse were pale, and I thought to myself: "It seems that Shirley Yang is right, and it is indeed the refining ding that boils the corpse and sacrifices to the sky." These corpses are probably the owners of those strange clothes on the roof, and perhaps they are the most powerful people among the Yi people who were captured by King Xian, as well as the family members of King Yi. ”

As early as the time of Xia Shang, there was a record of Ding cooking people sacrificing to the gods of heaven and earth; And the person being cooked must not be an ordinary slave, otherwise it will be considered disrespectful to the gods. It seems that the king has died before he has held the ceremony of stepping on the dragon and ascending to the sky, so this "cauldron" has not come in handy.

I thought about the sinister smile of the ghost in the corner of the palace just now, whether it wanted to prevent us from opening this tripod, could there be any unsavory secret in this tripod? Even if there is a naked female corpse, covered in butter and blood, I feel sick to my stomach when I think about it, who the hell is rare to see you.

These corpses were so strange that I didn't want to look at them any longer, so I wanted to turn away. Thinking about leaving, before he could move his steps, he suddenly felt a scorching air flow coming out of the black ding. I saw that the six beast-footed elephants under the tripod were six fire unicorns, facing inwards and corresponding respectively, and six pillars of fire erupted from their beast mouths; The black surface on the top of the tripod immediately burned violently when it was burned by the fire. The corpses in the Ding were wrapped in fire and hot oil, and quickly began to melt, and a strong smell of oil refining permeated the hall, and the heavy smell was disgusting.

The six-legged black tripod turned into a large fireball at this moment, and the raging flames reflected the entire apse brightly. I saw more than a dozen sets of different costumes hanging on the roof of the hall, all of which were different, and none of the clothes of these ancients seemed to be prepared for the living.