"Whoever you are, if you're following me here, please don't touch anything here, the mechanisms here are interlocking, I don't want to die, I know you don't want to. In the first ten steps of the clearing, there is a dark grid where you can get out from. Cautious, cautious. "I saw the writing on the wall, and it was obvious that I could extract the information inside, that someone had already entered the tomb, and that he had been followed as he entered, until he got here, and he found that it was a mechanism of the whole tomb, but the mechanisms here were one after another, so he wrote this paragraph for fear of being killed by the carelessness of the man who followed him.

It is clear at this point that although the wooden material can preserve the signs of blood for a long time, the blood book in this place is definitely not left by the builder of the ancient tomb, so who is it? Could it be the shadow man I met before? If it really is him, who is the person who followed him? Counting me and the people who just entered the tomb, it seems that there are already 4 different groups of people in this tomb, and the ridiculous one is only me who stumbled in by mistake, and I don't even know the purpose.

I took my heart and climbed down from the tower, whether the blood word was true or not, I didn't dare to destroy those mechanisms now, and when I returned to the clearing, I found the secret grid according to the record on the blood book, this dark grid was on the side of the machine corridor, it was a stone door carved out with a knife, and when I looked at it in the dark, that place was like a stone carving, if it wasn't for you to push him away with your hand, you wouldn't know what was inside?

I pushed open the stone door, the scene inside was pitch black, I didn't go straight forward carelessly, but walked along the wall on the left, I don't know what it is, and I don't know where it came from, so I'm not sure what is here, the walls on both sides are frescoes, the area of the mural is very large, almost the entire wall, I look up and the color of vermilion paint.

Walking further, I have already seen the corner of the wall, if the distance between the left and right sides is equal, then the width of this place should be the width of the place I swept the flashlight there, and saw that in addition to those murals, there is also a copper lamp one meter away from the wall, the shape of the lamp is a demon cannibalism, **Looking at the jet-black copper lamp, my heart is a little terrified, because the shape of the lamp is too bloody, a person is on the lower body of the evil ghost as a pedestal, and then the evil ghost is standing on the human body, Its expression was exaggerated, its teeth and claws were open, its bloody mouth was wide open, and its two hands were extremely long, one pressing the bronze man's waist and the other hand pressing his head. The man at the bottom had a painful expression, and his body was almost broken in two.

The demon's mouth is the lampholder where the candle is placed, so that its body and the human body form a foundation, in the dark, so weird rows of forwards, seemingly endless, I walked to a lamp, took out the lighter, tried to light it, but only if my lighter can still be used.

I flipped the lighter out of [***]'s bag, shook off the water stains on it, and finally found that this thing could still be used, I protected the flame, stretched out the source of the fire, and the wick was ignited suddenly, and then I only saw some oily objects gushing out of the demon's mouth, like human blood, and this time the fire burned more vigorously, but it wasn't over yet, like a chain of mechanisms, all the lights in the whole hall were lit up, and I was standing by the wall, Watch the light spread like a tide.

Momentarily I was like a frightened trapped beast, I was at a loss, like a frightened bird, the light here was still expanding, and finally the whole hall came into my eyes, like an area the size of a regular football field, from beginning to end, the ghost lamps have been arranged, the lamp oil is like a spring, constantly gushing out of the mouth of the demon, this should be the use of some mechanism underground, but to be able to do such a scale is also a feat.

I rubbed my eyes and gradually got used to it, and stood in the space where the lights were shining, and it was like heaven for a while.

But when I fixed my eyes, I found that this place is not a hall, but a corridor, their main entrance is in front of me, and I am a small door here, the door is connected to the aisle on both sides of the lamps and lanterns, but behind those lamps are statues, those statues are eight feet high, they stand in this space in a row, like the ruler of eternity, I carefully counted and found that there are as many as 36, what a handiwork, in an aisle hall to place so many statues.

I raised my head and looked at those different forms, some with funny expressions, some with majestic expressions, and some with fierce expressions, like an ukiyo-e, but with a different protagonist, thirty-six ghost statues, each with an action, like their representative, suddenly I thought of the previous haunted house and the nocturnal map of a hundred ghosts outside the tomb, only to find that the builders of this place seem to particularly advocate ghost culture. And those thirty-six ghost statues are a good example.

Gas Eaters, Blood Eaters, Greeting Ghosts, and Swift Ghosts. They are like the thirty-six evil ghosts recorded in the canonical scriptures, and I don't fully remember until now, since I entered this tomb, I didn't find a normal corpse sleeping in a coffin, I didn't see a decent tomb, everything was like a city, an urn city, an ancient building, a road, they were like a square on the ground, lined up in order. The underground space seems to be completely unable to restrain their big opening and closing, the majestic momentum of this kind of building unfolds in front of my eyes, and his enduring brilliance is imprinted in the pupils, I don't know who it is, but I can feel it, the feeling that the city brings me, a city, a city, a ghost city, in the thousands of meters under this Miaozhai mountain range.

"What's the implication of that?" I was a little puzzled by the face of my head.

But I don't think I've been here for much, I look at the liquid that is still coming out of the demon's mouth and feel a little disgusting, like real blood, I also went to pay attention to it when I walked by a ghost lamp and found that it was like a kind of animal excrement, constantly emitting a disgusting smell.

I felt a little uneasy in my heart, and I didn't know why, but it seemed that I was invisibly pressed by the majesty of those ghosts. Trembling to the exit of the hall, I found that the dark exit turned out to be an ancestral hall, the end? My heart jumped, it couldn't be! If this tomb is only so small, what about those people?

Putting these aside, just talking about this ancestral hall is weird and people can't look at it directly, the layout of the entire ancestral hall is no different from the ordinary one, but the difference is that the structure of this ancestral hall is completely a wooden plank, and the ancestral hall of such a wooden board is embedded in a mausoleum, which makes people feel uncomfortable and out of place.

In front of the ancestral hall is a statue, the statue has no face, there is a water tank next to him, the water tank is obliquely set up a wooden plank, the two wooden planks meet in mid-air, superimposed into a triangle, the wooden board is painted with a hundred ghosts, the role of this thing should be a way to continue life, I remember that some Taoist priests in the critically ill old people's homes will do a kind of French style called the bridge, that is, a wine cup of one or two filled with wine, take 2 chopsticks usually used by the old man and put them on the edge of the cup to form a triangle, there is only one chanceIf it is done, the bull head and horse face will no longer lock the soul, the old man will have a year of life, and the bridge builder will reduce the life expectancy.

Although I can probably understand it as a kind of belief in immortality of the owner of the tomb, but the whole look of a strange atmosphere is so highlighted, especially the statue without a face coincides with the mural I saw in the cave before, and at the same time I also thought that there was a custom in ancient times, probably that people built tombs for themselves before their deaths, that is to say, many emperors will choose feng shui treasures during their lifetimes, start to build tombs, and then prepare to be buried in them after their deaths. But if there is some accident that the person who built his tomb dies while building the tomb, some of his pictorial records will be blank, that is, an image without a face, and then it should be like this.

I changed the flashlight and saw that this place was the same, there were many statues of ghosts, and there were some murals of eighteen layers of hell on the wooden boards on all sides. Those murals vividly depict the demeanor of ghosts and people, what tongue pulling hell, iceberg hell, one after another, plus the Totzen of these statues makes me shudder.

I suddenly had a feeling that I should hurry away from here, as if it was a danger signal sent to me, I took a few steps back, looked at the shadow of the ghost statue swaying in the light, and suddenly I saw a ghost statue that was surprisingly similar to me, I was stunned, cold sweat overflowed wildly all over my body, and I was about to turn around and run, but I heard a sound of footsteps.

It was definitely not an ordinary footstep, I could clearly hear only 3 times, and only 3 times before it completely returned to calm, because I myself had only taken 3 steps back, it was a ghost.

There is a kind of ghost, legend has it that he will talk to you, and he will walk when you walk, and you will never see its shadow but hear footsteps behind you. And this happened to me today, and all my pores exploded at once.

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