The mural that Zhao Anyi was staring at was the last one at the end of the cave wall, and we were worried that the things inside the tripod would suddenly come out, and we couldn't help but wonder what was depicted on the last mural, which made Zhao Anyi, who was already worried, look at it stupidly, and I raised my head to take a look.

Suddenly, there were headless corpses kneeling on it, facing a lotus pedestal, on which a person sat cross-legged, and saw the old man puzzled: "The painting is quite weird, but I don't see any difference." ”

"No, a big difference!" Hou Jun looked at the mural and said, "Maybe those corpses are not corpses?" ”

The old egg's face was terrified, and he trembled for a moment and said: "The head is gone, how can it be alive, Lao Hou is still a like-minded revolutionary comrade-in-arms, don't say some scary things, you should know that my old egg is still a little timid." ”

At this time, Zhao Anyi pointed to the mural and pointed to the position in front of the bronze tripod, "Don't you think these two things are actually the same?" ”

I glanced back, at the pedestal behind me, and then at the painting, "It's the same, but what does it mean?" ”

She had a solemn face and said, "The sacrificial position on the painting may have been held here, and the people who were once cut off should have been a little in front of the bronze tripod, and the person on the platform you see is obviously the god of worship." ”

Then she continued: "But what is a little puzzled is that you see that on the shoulder of the god, there is a virtual shadow, and you can't see what is going on, as if there is a black stain covering it, is it someone who did it on purpose?" ”

Hou Jun thought for a moment and said: "Probably not, I have heard an experienced colleague talk about some details about the ancient tomb murals, and one of them said that sometimes the ancients wanted to express something that did not exist, or a series of actions, they would use a phantom instead. ”

Zhao Anyi Mu Zi flickered, "Let's just say that the god actually doesn't have a head, and it is possible that he originally had a head, but then he had no head, right?" It's the first time I've heard of a headless God, and it's terrifying. ”

The old man urged anxiously: "What do you care if other people's gods have heads or not, the fact that the sacrifices of other people even cut off their heads doesn't explain the problem, there is a delay here for a long time, what if the zombie doesn't come, what if Shen Laojiu's people rush over?" ”

"Wait!" Zhao Anyi seemed to be fascinated, and asked the old man not to speak first, "Did you find it, there is something wrong with the clothes worn by that god." ”

Clothes? Hou Jun and I looked at the Headless Divine Mansion in confusion, suddenly stunned, glanced at each other, and I hurriedly said: "Monkey, doesn't it look like the big red robe that your wife wore when you were tied up for marriage?" ”

"Fart, that's your wife!" Hou Jun jumped to his feet angrily and pointed at my nose, "Besides, I'll turn my face with you." ”

The old egg thief stretched out his face and asked, "When did Lao Hou have a wife?" ”

Hou Jun waved his hand angrily, "Get out of the way." Then he said: "To be honest, it's really like, Brother Yun, you said that this headless god, will it also be a bride?" ”

After speaking, a few of us were stunned for a moment, and said in unison: "Yellow River Niangniang!" ”

Isn't she the only one who became the bride in the Yellow River sacrifice? However, I was a little confused, "Didn't you say that the Yellow River Niangniang is beautiful?" Why is it not depicted on the mural, but the head is replaced by a phantom, is the painter cutting corners, just fooling around. ”

"This kind of thing, even if those painters have the courage to do it, they don't dare, and there are overseers, not burying them with them is already considered a grace of heaven, who dares to fake in this matter." Hou Jun shook his head and denied.

Since this isn't either, that's weird.

The old man jumped anxiously, "You guys are not finished, it's been a few minutes again, and if you drag it on, sooner or later you will be unlucky, didn't the old village chief say it before, everyone sees the appearance is not different, you think, how should other painters paint?" Draw this look, that and don't do it, paint that look, and don't do this, so I guess eighty percent of the painters simply painted a phantom, and dealt with the past with both sides of the equation, leaving suspense, how good is this. ”

Hou Jun and I gave a thumbs up, "Gao Jian! Admire! ”

"What do you see, it's because your brains can't turn around, now that things are clear, let's leave quickly!" The old egg pushed us in a hurry.

When did this old guy become so anxious, walking on the road, this guy kept looking back, and I pulled him over and asked what was going on, don't hide it from everyone if you have something.

The old man trembled and said: "It's not that the three of you have the leisure to look at the painting, Lao Tzu's bladder is about to explode, so he quietly slipped into the water, but when he urinated, he saw a black shadow staggering towards us, can that situation not be in a hurry?" ”

Damn, why didn't you say it beforehand, and now it's an afterthought. But then the thought of a corpse following behind me made me feel terrified.

I couldn't help but speed up under my feet, and I didn't know where the exit was, and I always felt that if I kept walking down, I would directly rush to the place where the Yellow River Niangniang rested, but then I had a doubt in my heart and asked: "Monkey, if the black coffin is the Yellow River Niangniang's, where did the coffin go after it came down?" We didn't see each other all the way, could it be that the coffin could still grow its own feet and run? ”

Hou Jun thought for a while and said: "This is not certain, the black coffin may be just an ornament, or just the entrance stone of the tomb, of course, it does not rule out evil sayings, such as the Zhenhe coffin." As for where the coffin went, I don't know, there must be a path we don't know. ”

"Who!" Zhao Anyi suddenly exclaimed, his eyes lacklustre and fearful eyes pointed ahead, "Did you see it, I seemed to see a dark shadow just now." ”

The three of us looked at each other, because we didn't see anything at all, Hou Jun frowned and said, "Could it be that you are mistaken?" ”

Zhao Anyi shook his head.

I said, "Go and take a look, there's one more in the back anyway, I don't care about one more, and it's very likely that it's the one who left footprints before." ”

After Zhao Anyi's startle, we marched more cautiously, almost walked more than ten meters, getting colder and colder, suddenly heard the sound of whirring, gusts of wind blowing in the face, and several of us were frozen together to keep warm.

"There's an arch up front!" Hou Jun shone a flashlight and said, "The wind is blowing in from there, maybe it is outside, quickly!" Let's go over and see. ”

As he spoke, we had come to the arch of which he had spoken, and the height of the door was a little short, just up to the shoulder, as if it had been reserved for the headless.

Before I could speak, Hou Jun got into the arch with a short body, and the three of us didn't care if there was any danger, so we hurriedly followed.

When we entered the door, everyone closed their mouths in unison, as if they had a toad in their throats, and they couldn't make a sound, and when they entered the world of the door, we were shocked for a moment.

Under his feet seemed to be an endless black ocean, the black water was flowing lifelessly, and there seemed to be countless ghosts struggling and wailing in the water, and I didn't know where the black flowed from and where it flowed from. On the surface of the water, countless iron chains that are parallel and cross each other connect the vast underground space, each chain is about a meter wide, and those countless iron chains are densely arranged with coffins.

As if stimulated by something, Hou Jun grabbed his hair and shouted, "A thousand coffins gossip!" Use iron chains to make the bottom of the hexagram, and use the coffin to make the hexagram body arrangement, the real handwriting is so big. ”

I didn't have time to ask him what he meant. The old egg pointed to the middle of the chain and shouted, "Damn, pagoda!" Lao Li, Lao Wait, look, is there a pagoda standing in the middle of the chain! ”