Chapter 95: Black Monkeys Are Not Monkeys (Part II)
I shouted at the Huang Yi and the crows, but the waterfall was so loud that they couldn't hear me from above. I had to use my hand to tell them that there really was a hole in it. I swung along the rope into the cave. They also came down from above in turn.
The cave was filled with a rotten stench. Sure enough, a large number of red-headed centipedes and poisonous snake carcasses were piled up in the cave. I don't know if it's because of the reflection of the waterfall, and the visibility in the cave is quite high. There is a path behind the corpses of poisonous insects. The path was winding and twisty, and the strange thing was that after we turned around, we were obviously far away from the corpses of those poisonous insects, but the disgusting smell in the air became stronger and stronger.
The path became narrower and narrower, and I suddenly felt that the feeling of walking here was very similar to the feeling of walking under X Big Underground at the beginning. Sure enough, after another turn, we were at a dead end. Now it is already possible to tell that the smell of fish wafts from behind the wall.
The crow walked straight to a wall and reached out to fumble for it. The location of that wall is the same as the one where I felt the nine ring-like concaves in the underground of X-Big. The crow pressed nine times on the wall. The wall shook violently, and then split up and down with a "boom". The separated walls slowly move up and down.
Not surprisingly, the source of the stench was indeed half a pool of black-purple rotten blood.
Like the Famora altar beneath the X land, the blood pool was preceded by a large hall. At the four corners of the main hall are stacks of human skulls. Sixteen heads at the bottom, eight, four, two, and one at the top.
Behind the main hall stand two black stone pillars. The stone pillar is carved with a statue of a man-tall Yaksha. Yaksha has a fierce face, grinning with his teeth and a fierce look. Both Yaksha hold an iron fork in their left hand and an everlasting lamp in the palm of their right hand.
The difference is that there is a large wooden barrel on top of the main hall here. The barrel was filled with something black, thick, and disgusting. It is worth noting that a string of this thick liquid drips from the side of the barrel, as if someone had just come out of the barrel.
"What the hell is this?" I tried my best to control my desire to vomit.
The crow looked down and sniffed for a long time, and said, "I actually let them think of this method." He said this and had no intention of going on.
I gritted my teeth and said, "Don't sell it!" ”
The crow said: "It is made by mixing a large amount of centipede venom and snake venom with hundreds of Chinese herbs. ”
What do you do with this highly poisonous thing? I don't know what to do.
Huang Yiren obviously knows more about the inside story than I do. "Needless to say, centipedes and poisonous snakes are highly venomous," she said. Most of the herbs in the barrel are also highly toxic, and these toxins have the effect of delaying cell regeneration. It is said that Zhao Wuyin, the founding patriarch of Famoro, has a technique that can make people's muscles and internal organs atrophy and mutate, and finally die of various body functions. This vat of toxin can delay the damage caused by that spell to some extent. ”
"Are you saying that the Fa Jue or the Demon Ancestor fell for Zhao Wuyin's spell?" The words were addressed to Huang Yiren, and at the same time I looked at the crow with an inquiring look. That guy is obviously inextricably linked to Famora.
The crow glanced at Huang Yiren and did not comment on her speculation.
Huang Yiren's eyes suddenly flashed, and he said, "If that's the case, then I can understand why the black monkey only drinks Cui Xi's blood and is not interested in the other five people." ”
I hurriedly asked, "Why?" ”
Huang Yiren said, "There are two ways to delay the damage caused by that spell. One method is for external use, which is to soak with these toxins; However, it is the second method that is more effective - sucking the blood of men born on the lunar month. I dare to pack tickets, the previous Wang San and the later Cui Xi are unlucky ghosts who meet the requirements. The so-called vampire black monkey was not a monkey at all, but a person who had fallen for Zhao Wuyin's spell! ”
I understood it and guessed, "The reason why that person is in the form of a black monkey is because his body has failed and shrunk to a certain extent?" ”
The crow still didn't say anything. "They should have just left, and everyone should split up to see if we can find out where they came from," he said. ”
"Wang Xue" only walked about ten minutes before us, and if they had gone out of the hole in the waterfall, we would have met them when we came in. But we didn't, which means there was another exit from the cave.
The crow walked in one direction with ease. When I looked, wasn't that the direction leading to the small room where the statues of the gods were placed at the altar of Famora under the X land? He's going to smash people's idols again? I followed curiously. The crow pressed the wall nine times, and the wall opened, revealing a small chamber inside. There are dozens of statues of gods of all sizes with nine ring scars on their heads. The walls are full of portraits of those statues. The statues are dressed in the same way as those in the underworld of the X Earth. So I could tell at a glance that none of the idols enshrined here were the one that the crow had destroyed at the X Scale.
The raven was clearly not interested in the other statues, and turned away after making sure there was no one he wanted to destroy.
I couldn't help but be curious, so I chased after me and asked, "Who is the statue you destroyed under the X land before?" What's wrong with him? Do you hate him so much? ”
The crow looked at me inexplicably and said, "Who said I hated him?" ”
"Then why are you ......?"
"Come and see!" Huang Yiren seems to have discovered something.
The crow and I walked briskly over. Huang Yiren stood next to one of the black stone pillars at the back of the main hall, looking up at the one-man tall Yaksha statue on the stone pillar. To be precise, he was looking at the lantern in the palm of Yaksha's right hand.
"I don't seem to think the breath on that lamp is very stable. But there are no other problems that are too obvious. Am I too sensitive? "Huang Yiren is a little unsure.
"Ah, stinky rascal! It's time for your Heavenly Eye to come into play. Do you see anything? ”
"No ......" Before the end of the note, I saw a light, extremely ethereal strange aura flashing by. Hey? What was that? "I've never seen anything like it.
Huang Yiren was a little annoyed and said, "What? Make it clear! Do you think everyone is born with such a convenient heavenly eye? ”
The crow said faintly, "It's the breath of the devil." ”
"You can see it too?" Huang Yiren's eyes were red and jealous, "I didn't see you have heavenly eyes." ”
I also thought it was strange and said, "Same question." How did you see that? ”
The crow sneered and said disdainfully, "Who told you that only the Heavenly Eye can penetrate Yin and Yang? ”
That's right, too. Lin Weiwei doesn't have a heavenly eye, she sees the world with ghost eyes. But the medium through which the crow understands things in the underworld must not be a ghost eye, otherwise Huang Yiren will definitely be able to perceive it. Is there any other way to connect yin and yang? I suddenly realized that my knowledge of the world was too limited.
But the crow was obviously not interested in us popularizing science, and he muttered, "I can actually tune the breath of Moro." No wonder the yin and yang qi here are so strangely distributed. ”