I watched the monk open the jar, and my heart rose to my throat. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info simply didn't stumble out of anything evil as expected. It's just that I seem to smell that after the jar is opened, there seems to be a faint smell of blood filling the surrounding air. And at this moment, the monk, who was originally very urine, suddenly changed his face after taking a look at the things in the jar, and screamed that the golden jar in his hand seemed to be some kind of hot potato, and he was thrown out by this guy at once.

The dragon pattern brother on the side saw it in his eyes, and sneered: "Cowardice!" ”。 At this time, the gold jar that had tumbled to the ground was forced to spin around a few times, and then the blood-red and sticky stuff in the jar poured out.

Suddenly, the air was filled with a thick smell of blood. A large stream of slimy blood flowed down from the mouth of the can, mixed with a half-palm-sized piece of flesh. When I saw it, my nose twitched, and I wanted to vomit in disgust!

The monk took a few steps back, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said in a trembling voice: "Damn it...... It's human ears! ”

Ear? A group of people originally thought that they had touched a treasure, but when they were overexcited, when they heard the monk's words, it was like pouring a basin of cold water on their heads. I said in my heart, how can there be ears hidden in the gold jar? A strange feeling pervades my heart!

However, after a while, Uncle Yan Tai on the side spoke up: "We have an ancient legend here, after the death of the king of Nanzhao, he will order someone to cut off his ears and put them in a gold pot, and send someone to bury him in a secret place, this secret place is only known to the successor King Nanzhao, and the heir even wants to prevent future generations from discovering the location of this gold pot." Like the tomb-builders of previous kings, after the first batch of people stored and stored the gold pots, they would follow the successor kings to reappear in the palace to receive rewards, but the fate that awaited them was to be killed! Therefore, the place where the gold pot was buried was only known to the successive Nanzhao kings. ”

Listening to Uncle Yan Tai's strange words, there was a silence all around. I watched as I rolled down to one side of my bloody ear, and a feeling of nausea began to well-up in my chest.

My eyes were staring straight at the ears on the ground, and it seemed that at some point, I saw the severed ears tremble strangely a few times. I rubbed my eyes and looked closely, and the ears were lying there motionless?

It seems that everyone is not noticing that their ears are moving, could it be that I am too nervous to see the fork? Bao Xueba continued to explain on the side: "From the creation of Nanzhao by King Xinuluo to the disappearance of Nanzhao, there is a total history of 263 years. During this period, more than ten generations of kings of Nanzhao ascended the throne one after another, and the number of gold pots here happened to coincide. Because the tombs of the kings of the Nanzhao dynasties have not been found. Therefore, there were all kinds of speculations about this, some people said that Nanzhao and Dali were only local dynasties, and their national strength naturally could not be compared with our Qin, Tang, Han and Song dynasties, and they may not have the strength to build royal tombs for each king. But this argument should be difficult to hold. Needless to say, the ancient city of Nanzhao Taihe at the foot of Cangshan Mountain is now located, and from the perspective of the ancient city in the mountains where this place is located, the financial resources and craftsmanship are definitely not comparable to those of a small country. Therefore, the king of Nanzhao should have been influenced by many beliefs, and was cremated when they finally believed in Buddhism. But as for why there are no mausoleums? According to the study of these cremation tombs preserved from the Yunnan region, people see that even ordinary people, after the cremation is carried out, the deceased still has a tombstone! Perhaps this is the extraordinary thing about being an emperor, so the king of Nanzhao is physically alone, and his body is burned and his ears are hidden in the gold pot, and he chooses to be buried in a secret place to sleep. ”

Because of the five-foot road, the bun introduced the mural and explained to us the history of the Nanzhao Kingdom. We all know that Nanzhao originated in Weibao Mountain, probably before 649 A.D., when there was a man named Xinu Luo Haoxiong in the territory of Weishan to establish Mengshe Zhao, and built the majestic Tuwang City. In the Tang Dynasty, there were 6 large tribes in the Xi'er River area, known as the Six Edicts, namely the Mengshe Edict, the Mengyu Edict, the Yue Analysis Edict, the Langqiong Edict, the Deng Zhi Edict, and the Shi Lang Edict. Because the Mengshe edict is in the south of the other 5 edicts, it is also called the Nanzhao edict. The Tang Emperor named Xinuluo as the assassin of Weizhou, and the political and economic aspects were supported by the Tang Dynasty, and the advanced culture and production technology were constantly accepted by the Southern Zhao. After the unremitting efforts of the four kings, Pi Luo Ge finally relied on strong economic and military power to unify the remaining 5 edicts around Erhai and establish the state of Nanzhao, and in the country of Nanzhao, its name changed several times. In 752, Ge Luofeng rebelled against the Tang Dynasty and established the country name as "Dameng" in 784 AD, and changed the name of the country to "Dali" (maybe this is the origin of Dali) and then in 794, Yimu Xun returned to Tang and changed the country name to "Nanzhao". In 860, Shilong rebelled against the Tang Dynasty again and changed the name of the country to "Dali". In 878, Long Shun changed the name of the country to "Dafengmin" until its demise......

"Ah......" The woman named Xiao Yan suddenly let out a violent scream. At this time, everyone's faces turned pale, and they all picked up the guy and looked at her.

"It's moving!" I saw that her face turned pale, and she pointed to the golden jar on the ground and said, "That ear ...... The ears are moving! ”

Am I not mistaken? Hearing the woman's shout, I looked again into the ears in the pool of blood on the ground. At this glance, the cold hair suddenly appeared, and I saw that yellow and green tentacles suddenly grew from the back of the ears to the earlobes, like the thousand legs of a centipede.

Everyone saw it clearly, and for a while, there was the sound of cool air all around. Baozi exclaimed: "The ears of the kings of Nanzhao in the past dynasties were buried, and this ear has not rotted in the jar after years of precipitation, I am afraid that there is a terrifying secret technique in it." ”

The monk was the closest, and suddenly picked up the shotgun and said: "I heard my master say that the land of Yunnan has been the source of evil magic insects since ancient times, could it be that we are 'suffering lice' again!?" ”

In the thick pool of blood of 'Zizizi', the 'ears' that grew a thousand feet began to struggle. It's like a fawn that has just given birth and is unsteady on its feet. Thousands of feet opened and closed, and for a moment I saw the ears rolling in a pool of blood, like worms writhing in a pit, and my nose twitched when I saw it.

Just as I was shivering, a gunshot rang out. The ear suddenly exploded, making the already sticky pool of blood even thicker. I saw that the barrel of the shotgun in the monk's hand slowly spit out green smoke, and then he spat and said, "Something big still dares to be embarrassed in front of the monk's grandfather." ”

After this gunshot, it seemed to disturb the silence of this place for thousands of years. For a moment, the huge sound of gunfire echoed in the dungeon, and my ears were buzzing.

Suddenly, more than a dozen gold jars over there began to tremble violently, and before I could be shocked, the jars began to fall to the ground with a 'snap', and then rolled towards us like a gourd on the ground......

"Point back!" Old Man Zheng spat out the smoke ring with a cold face. Now I'm confused! When did this old man still fucking smoke? In other words, my lice have been taken up, even the Great Chinese Lao Tzu can't get out of his mouth.

The sick beauty said coldly at this time: "Get out of the way on both sides!" ”

When everyone saw the golden jar just now, it was estimated that all of them were oversecreted adrenaline, and it was the time to fight chicken blood. At this moment, they were all agile and moved out of the way on both sides. More than a dozen gold pots rolled past us in the center of the aisle, and finally smashed into the hole when we came, and then the gold pot stopped there, and there was no movement for a while!

Old Man Zheng finally put away the cigarette gun and said coldly: "The way is blocked, before there is a big incident, go over them and exit!" ”

After the words, none of us in the group moved. After all, there were weird thousand-legged ears crawling out of the jar just now, and now that we want to get past those evil things, everyone is really a little timid for a while.

And several subordinates of the Zheng family are no better than us, and they swept forward one after another while hearing the old man's words, just from this point of analysis, the old man really has absolute authority in the Zheng family!

"Poof!"

Suddenly, with this strange sound, an extremely fast shadow swept towards the few people who were rushing forward from the Zheng family. Several women suddenly screamed, and the shadow swept straight towards the dragon brother who was hanging at the end. And Brother Dragon's Pattern seems to have eyes on his back. At the last moment, the body leaned back, and the whole person knelt down with his legs and knees. It's like the kneeling action of a star when scoring a goal in the World Cup. At this moment, the shadow passed a few inches from his ceiling.

"Smack" A man from the Zheng family in front of him turned his head to check with a scream. At that moment, the shadow slammed into the man's face. Then the man let out a frantic scream, covering his face and falling to the ground.

It was so fast that I had time to look at the face of the man rolling around on the ground. Holy shit, it's a thousand-legged ear!? I suddenly remembered that according to Baozi, the ear burial of King Nanzhao was cut off with two ears and sealed in a gold pot! The monk had just shot one with a shotgun, so this should be the remaining one......