On the ceiling and walls of this hall, there are frescoes.

The color of this mural is mainly a combination of red and black, the lines are simple and bright, horizontal, vertical or round, not confined to the real thing at all, and it has its own style. These paintings include the movement of heaven, earth, yin and yang, the five elements, fairies, birds and beasts, chariots and horses, and architecture...... Each painting can be an individual as an individual, but there are some patterns and motifs that connect it into a whole curtain.

What surprised me in this curtain was that the people described in it were exactly the same as the murals I saw in the Qingshan Realm, they were all small people, with three eyes, and the eyes on their foreheads were square. Similarly, there is still a part of the sacrifice on the mural, and countless little people jump into the flames, and their souls are sublimated.

Shennongjia and Qingshan are thousands of miles apart, but they are magically connected together by such a mural.

I suddenly remembered the story that the deaf man had told me, the legend of a vast, hidden kingdom, Yelang. Is this the former home of Yelang? In history, was there really such a dynasty that thrived here, and even spread to the hinterland of the Han Dynasty?

Or is it just a magical similarity? So, how to explain the skulls and internal organs arranged on the stone platform at the entrance of the cave?

Looking at these intricate and changing patterns, I was a little breathless, and I felt that thousands of years of history were like a mountain, weighing heavily on me.

In addition to the murals in this hall, there are many stone cauldrons, stone platforms, lotus flowers, spiritual platforms and other sacrificial things, in the very center, is a large platform half a meter above the ground, is the altar, there is still a bottle of stone tripod on it, there are eight stone lamps around, in the shape of a human. Compared with the stone tripod in the room of the cloth "Bagua Soul Array", it is taller and heavier, a foot high (three meters three), and the appearance is the same, except that on the two "Ding handles", there are metal flashes.

Around this altar, there are white bones of the forest, overlapping each other, but they are well preserved and can assemble a complete human body. In the entire hall, there are four copper lamps, and the fireworks are flickering and extinguishing. The third uncle took a deep breath and said that this is the ointment of the black scale shark people, this kind of ointment has a low ignition point, one drop can be lit for several months, and the candle made of the ointment in the body of the black scale shark is an everlasting lamp, worth a thousand gold, but unfortunately, this thing has been killed too much, and it is rare now.

To be able to afford something like this, here...... It's not easy.

Is there a circle here? The third uncle took out the compass, recited a mantra, and then bowed in all directions, saying no, at least not under the altar.

We walked over and saw that there was a layer of grease and a lot of white bones in the stone cauldron scattered around. I saw that the third uncle's face was pale, and asked what was going on, he pointed to the carvings on the stone kettle, and said What is the Tao of Zhilu here? I said, "Maybe it's a dead man." He nodded and said yes, this is the most barbaric and bloody human sacrifice. Look at this, burning, drowning, burying alive, stabbing the throat and draining blood, and beheading, these are not surprising, this kettle, is filled with minced meat. Do you know what kind of minced meat? My face turned pale, and I didn't speak, but he nodded, and said that it was to chop up the living into flesh, steam them into meat soup, and sacrifice them.

Zhou Lin's stomach was empty, and there was a feeling of vomiting, he endured it, and asked what dynasty was here, why was it so barbaric?

The third uncle shook his head and said that he didn't know very well, these words were not a Chinese pictographic system, and he didn't understand them.

Uncle interjected next to him, saying that it should be the Han Dynasty, and it may be the Western Han Dynasty. Look at the metal on this stone tripod, it is bronze, and the style should be from the Han Dynasty. We continue to look at them, they are all large items, and there are almost no small ones, I wonder if the road has been patronized by tomb robbers, so it will be so. After speaking, he sighed, they had been in the area on the right just now, but they didn't know that there was such a scene on this side of the road.

I'm a little anxious, we chased here, but not to see these dusty historical places, just ask where are Duoduo?

The third uncle pointed to the giant tripod on the altar and said that if the compass showed it correctly, it was there.

I heard it, and was about to step forward, but he stopped me, and he said you see what's on this altar first. I looked in the dim light, and saw that the floor of the altar was a little protruding at the edge, and there was a layer of dirt in it, and there was no texture of ordinary stone. Did I say lacquer? He shook his head and said no, it was blood, it was human blood, and the dead bones of the earth were the providers of this blood. What altar requires so many living people to sacrifice? It must be a very evil god, or a devil. This tripod has always been the most common and mysterious ritual vessel, a symbol of royal power, a treasure of the country, why does it appear here, have you ever thought about this?

I still shook my head and asked for what?

With a solemn expression, he said that this Ding, they had just seen one in the corridor on the right.

One room with three bottles or even more tripods, which is extraordinary and very intriguing. In his personal opinion, it is not that there is something here that needs to be suppressed, so this tripod is set up. I looked at him and asked him what he meant under this giant stone tripod, but what was being suppressed? He nodded and said yes, maybe this is an ancient battlefield to appease the souls of the dead in battle; Perhaps this ditch is the Jiao vein - the dragon vein Xingbang, thick, accumulating, hiding gas, and the image of blessing; Jiaomai is the main disaster, war, disaster, plague, disintegration, not town, death; Or is this the land of extreme yin...... It's complicated here anyway!

I don't know what it means, but the flowers are right in front of me, how can I ignore them?

I insisted on going to see it, but he frowned and said that this formation is amazing, "Yi has Tai Chi, it is to give birth to two instruments." Look at the layout of this altar, it should be a yin and yang two instruments without an elephant array, dangerous, too dangerous, either life or death, don't say it's him, it's the old man of his family, or Tao Jinhong, the head of the Maoshan Sect, is here, there are only five or five of the broken formations, you can think about it, don't come nonsense.

I grinned and said that I am a person with ups and downs in life, and it has always been difficult, but whenever I am down, I can always meet noble people and run from time to time. Perhaps, I have enough shit luck.

Seeing me say this, the third uncle didn't hold back, and ordered everyone to retreat to the door, telling me that they would keep an eye on it, and if there was any change, they would stop it. I nodded, and walked over to the altar. I didn't walk a few meters, and suddenly heard Zhou Lin let out a terrible scream, I turned my head back to look, only to see a black shadow rushing in at the door of the hall, rolling on the ground with Zhou Lin in his arms.

This black shadow is more than two meters, covered in blood, as if it has been skinned, and has drawn dark red wet stains on the ground, dripping with blood, fishy wind everywhere, and also making a roar like crying and laughing, endlessly.

"Beast, stop!"

The third uncle and the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao shouted in unison, each showed the weapons in their hands, and rushed forward. In the third uncle's hand is a lightning strike jujube wood sword, while the miscellaneous hair trail is an ordinary hunting knife. However, the one who reacted the fastest was Uncle Xiao Yingwu, who saw him take an arrow step, and he arrived before the two of them, and there was a dagger on his right hand, which slashed towards the neck of the bloody monster.

However, the two of them rolled, no distinction between friend and foe, where is there such a good separation? Zhou Lin screamed in pain, and after a while, they rolled onto a stone cauldron in the hall, and it was the blood monster that hit it first, and its strength was surprisingly great, and it knocked down the stone cauldron at once. This cauldron is similar to a ding, but it is small, round and thin, half a meter high, and it is poured down, but it does not hit people, but the human oil that has been stored in it for an unknown period of time and is still sticky is all covered on the two of them.

Ah-this terrible cry was not Zhou Lin, but the blood monster.

It hurt, human oil drenched its body, and black smoke emitted from the red tumbling flesh, which actually distorted into terrifying human faces.

Rao is nerves of this beast no matter how thick they are, they can't bear it, so they throw Zhou Lin away, and recklessly beat the two meat mounds on their chests, screaming.

Like a wild orangutan.

With its thrashing, I can see that this is the Laoshizi Blood Beast, which is clearly the female Xiaoyang that I just left outside the stone gate and was controlled by the little demon Duoduo with the "Soul Separation Curse", that is, the Gan giant. What's going on? Its flesh and blood were blurred, could it be that it endured great pain, squeezing all the way from the narrow corridor? - That's too much, isn't it?

Looking at its skinning and white bones, even a beast can't have such a lot of perseverance, right?

Zhou Lin finally relieved himself, he was dragged by the miscellaneous hairy path, dragged out, and the uncle's dagger "brushed" twice, breaking the hamstrings of the little sun, but was kicked by the guy, hit the hip bone, and was in a hurry, not much strength, but the uncle was an injured person, and he lost his combat effectiveness all of a sudden. I was about to rush forward, but the third uncle yelled not to move, and we all looked at him, and he looked at the struggling Xiaoyang with a solemn face, saying that it was coming.

After the third uncle said this, I suddenly felt gloomy, and all my doubts were immediately solved.

"It" came, or it was always there, so we were trapped, so this Xiaoyang did not hesitate to get rid of his flesh and skin, and he also had to get into this tomb. Because it's there, it's in control of Xiaoyang, so the huge pain is blocked in time, so it will attack us. There is even a possibility, the reason why this ditch is inaccessible, why people often die, and why there is a Xiaoyang guard, is because it is there?

Really? What is it watching?

The third uncle glanced at the miscellaneous trail and the two injured people on the ground, and shouted: "At the moment of crisis, the enemy is dead, and we can live!" Those who can breathe, all stand up, form the 'Tiangang Four Elephant Array', recite the mantra of Maoshan to exorcise ghosts, Taishang Laojun, anxious as a law! As he drank, Zhou Lin, who was screaming on the ground, and the uncle who was in a cold sweat on his face all staggered up, his movements were slow, but he took strange steps and movements very skillfully, one step at a time, one after the other, one yin and one yang, the beginning and the end were synchronized.

The four of them are like one person, like marionettes, with a pious expression, stepping on the fight.

As they danced, the space seemed to change inexplicably, and stones were thrown into the quiet lake, and the ripples spread out in all directions. The field of "Qi" echoes each other in turmoil, roaring, and a distant existence overhead.

At the same time, the blood owl Yang, who was drenched in human oil, finally stopped his irritable and out-of-control self-beating and calmed down.

It opened its eyes, and the blood was like the sea, and the black was like a prison.