I smelled the aroma and turned my head to look at the seventh master: "What kind of smell is this?" ”

"It's an ecstasy incense, not pure evil." The Seventh Master said: "It's lost now, but the blood stone in our mouth is just enough to resist this kind of ecstasy incense, if it wasn't for the cloth bag master to pull you back in time just now, it is estimated that you will have to walk up the stone steps by yourself and fall down." ”

I glanced up at the stone steps that were about a foot high, and I was a little apprehensive: "Thank you, Master, for saving my life again." ”

"This person should be Diao Chan's personal maid." The seventh master guessed: "After death, the corpse was processed, poured with decoction, and became like this after drying." Let's go, let's go up first, everyone be careful of the blood baby. ”

The Seventh Master said and walked up first, avoiding the corpse.

I followed at the end, and I was even more puzzled: how can the old clam say that he is also the partner of the seventh master, the seventh master was still very anxious before, why is it back to normal now?

Then there is only one possibility, that is, the seventh master knows where the old clam went! So, what about pockmarks? What's going on with him? It is impossible for Liang Ruoyi and Budai Monk not to guess this, is it just like what Mazi said to me before: People in this industry, as long as they achieve a common goal, they can do nothing, and they don't ask anything else!

In the darkness, we came to the fifth layer of the Shixun tomb.

With a "snap", I lit the flashlight in my hand, and a bright light shone on the entire fifth floor.

It's still the same as the fourth floor, nothing. In the darkness, I saw two black shadows not far in front of me, and when I looked closely, I looked like two people lying on the ground.

The seventh master also saw it, hurriedly turned on another flashlight, and slowly walked over to take a look, it turned out to be the old clam and pockmark lying on the ground!

"What's going on?!" The seventh master hurriedly went up to check, and saw that the old clam and pockmarked had blue faces and swollen eyes: "It's not good!" It's the evil spirit of the blood baby! Xiao Gu, I'm sorry for you! ”

Mazi had already been hit by the evil qi of the blood baby once before, and this time he was hit again, and his whole body was constantly trembling violently, as if he was about to die.

I answered, pulled out a dagger from my waist and pierced my fingers, but saw the Budai monk stride forward a few times, wave his palm and pat twice on the acupuncture points on Mazi's chest, and then signaled me to save people.

I hurried over and poured the blood from my index finger into the mouths of the old clam and pock......

After about five minutes, the two of them looked much better.

I couldn't help but be amazed that I never felt like I was born with the ability to save people, and that gave me a weird sense of accomplishment.

"The blood baby won't let us go." The seventh master said.

"Hmm...... Hmmm......"

Mazi woke up with the old clam and saw the four of us in front of him, and instantly understood what was happening: "That...... Blood Baby! ”

"Where have you been?" After I asked this sentence, I felt that I was too talkative, there are cloth bag monks, and Liang Ruoyi didn't ask, I was still too tender, and I opened my mouth to ask. Perhaps, though, it's really me thinking too much.

"It's an aroma." Mazi covered her wounds and said, "When I was on the second floor, I smelled a fragrance, and then I didn't know anything. ”

"Me too, I was originally standing at the entrance of the stone steps on the second floor, but I didn't expect a fragrance to come from nowhere, and then I didn't know." The old clam suffered the same as pockmark.

"It's the Ecstasy incense." The Seventh Master looked at me and said, "Maybe we were lucky when we were on the second floor and didn't meet each other." ”

I nodded, indicating that I agreed with the seventh master's statement. But in my own heart, I don't know whether to believe it or not.

"There's nothing on this floor, let's go to the last floor." The seventh master said and motioned for everyone to check their belongings, if the last layer is to be opened, I don't know what I will encounter.

Following the stone steps in the middle of the fifth layer, the six of us quickly came to the sixth floor, which was also the highest floor of the Shixun tomb.

This layer is suspended on three sides and two sides, two cliffs, and the top of the head is more than a zhang high, which is the top layer of the cliff. The entire sixth floor is not large, only about the size of a basketball court, and a crimson coffin is placed in the middle.

I don't know why, when I saw the red color of this coffin, I suddenly remembered the red paper figure that was burned for Han Yushan in the People's Hospital of Huimin County. The red color is exactly the same as the red color of this coffin.

Except for this coffin, there was nothing left on the entire sixth floor, and not even a single carving commemorating Diao Chan or anything.

"Han Jia, in this coffin?" I asked.

The seventh master nodded at the old clam, and the old clam walked towards the coffin with a hundred blood stones in his mouth and a black donkey's hooves in his hand. After approaching, the old clam looked carefully along the lid of the coffin, nodded and said: "Seventh master, there are indeed traces of opening, the rivets have all been removed, and in the end, I don't know why, I actually chose the wax seal." ”

"Can you tell the time?" The Seventh Master asked.

The old clam spat on his fingers, then touched the wax seal, rubbed it a few times, and shook his head: "It's been too long to judge, at least, hundreds of years." ”

"Well, if that's the case, Hanjia should be inside." The seventh master took the flashlight and shone it around: "Let's prepare to open the coffin." ”

"Wait." The cloth bag monk suddenly shook his head at us, and then walked to the edge of the outer cliff, listening to the sound outside, and his face gradually became solemn.

The seventh master was stunned, and hurriedly followed over to listen, and his brows furrowed: "It's bad, we're still late!" It's already high tide outside, and the sea water has almost flooded to our current height, it's impossible to go back the same way, we have to find Hanjia as soon as possible, otherwise with the water pressure after the high tide, it will be difficult for us to get out, if we can't get out, we will have to wait here for more than ten years or even hundreds of years! ”

The words of the seventh master are not an exaggeration, the pressure of the sea water and the structure of the cliff, if we go out from the top of the cliff after the sea water overflows, after the cliff top leaks into the sea water, we actually have little hope to get out, we can only pin on the next low tide, but who knows when the next low tide will be! Judging by the changes on the satellite map, it would be at least once in a dozen years for such a huge tide, and we would have starved to death by then.

The Seventh Master and the others had already begun to prepare to open the coffin, and I walked to the edge of the cliff and listened to the sounds outside. Because the entire Shixun tomb is hollowed out of the cliff wall, and the thickness of this layer outside is estimated to be about one meter. I could hear the sound of the sea crashing on the cliff wall, and it was indeed as the Budai monk said, it was raining heavily outside, and it was a day earlier than the old monk expected, so we were only less than a zhang high from the moment of life and death.

I took a flashlight and turned to look at the seventh master, and saw that the old clam and the seventh master had begun to grind off the wax seal on the coffin lid, because of years of air drying, this wax seal also got acquainted, Liang Ruoyi stood aside and looked around, in case the blood baby suddenly attacked, pockmarked eyes watched the seventh master and the old clam work steadily, and the cloth bag monk lit a candle and put it on the ground, cross-legged and chanted Buddha.

"Click", in the silent darkness, there was only the sound of the old clam and the seventh master "rubbing" and constantly rubbing off those wax seals, and suddenly, a stone fell on the coffin lid, and everyone was startled, and instantly stopped the work in their hands.