And the blood zombie we encountered, presumably the latter kind of zombie that is specially used to guard the mausoleum, so the corpse poison in the body is extremely powerful, if it is invaded by its corpse poison, at this time it depends on the individual's physique and physical condition.

If the thinking consciousness is still tenacious, the corpse poison will not be able to attack the heart and spleen, and if the injury is serious, there will be no way to return to heaven, and the corpse poison will take advantage of the weakness to directly turn people into living zombies.

Therefore, in the case that all of us were infected with corpse poison, only Han Sen became a dead body, it can only be regarded as his bad luck and blood stiffness, and further afield, it is also our negligence, if everyone is more vigilant, there will not be so many casualties, which can be described as a painful lesson.

After saying these words, Qin Xuanling turned his head to rest, Xiao Qian and Four Eyes came over to bandage my wounds, and at this time, I found that I had a lot of rotten sores on my body, except for the accidental scratches from the wooden blocks and rocks when I fell down just now.

These rotten sores are all bleeding yellow pus, which looks no different from the special effects makeup made for zombies in the movie, and the flesh around them is black and purple, and the hands are soft and collapsed when pressed, as if they have rotted.

After thinking about it carefully, it must have been suppurated by the purple spots left on the body after being poisoned by the corpse, and it became this virtue when soaked in the lake water.

I smiled bitterly and asked Xiaoqian to give me some medicine to bandage it, I don't know if these rotten sores will leave scars after they are healed, otherwise I will have to go out with bruises all over my body in the future, and it is estimated that it will be ugly.

After resting for a long time, it suddenly occurred to me that the location we are in now should be considered to be in the tomb according to Qin Xuanling's judgment, but why is there nothing else except the stone coffin at the bottom of the lake?

At that moment, I couldn't sit still, and hurriedly called Four Eyes to help me up to look around, but before I could stand up, there was a sudden "bang" in the lake next to me, and then the lake water seemed to be boiling, and kept tumbling out.

I felt a chill in my heart, I just felt that something was going to happen again, and it was definitely not going to be a good thing.

The others also sensed that something was wrong when they heard the noise in the lake, and hurriedly got up and prepared to slip away at any time.

It's just that it's pitch black around you, and you can't see the environment clearly, and if you move around rashly, you're afraid that you'll encounter danger again.

Seeing that the lake was rising like a rising tide, and that it was about to flood everyone in a short time, I couldn't help but feel anxious.

Professor Wu stood beside him without saying a word, obviously not paying attention, I glanced at Qin Xuanling and found that he was scrambling to find something in his backpack.

I was suspicious in my heart, but I saw him take out a short gun, and Ding Qing saw that it was the signal gun brought by Han Sen.

Then he quickly filled a flare into it, and I immediately understood that he was trying to find his way with a flare.

In order to avoid accidental injury, Qin Xuanling did not shoot at the top of his head, but shot towards the east side of the lake shore, accompanied by a loud bang, the flare flew straight out, and the strong light emitted by this flare could last for more than thirty seconds, which was enough to find out the situation ahead.

Everyone cheered up and watched carefully, for fear of missing every detail, and what the true face of this so-called tomb was like, and they would soon be able to see it at a glance.

The flare was no slower than a normal bullet, and the entire space was illuminated by it as if it were day. But after only flying for more than ten seconds, the warhead did not know where it hit, and then the small parachute above the projectile slowly opened, floating up and down seventy or eighty centimeters above the ground.

At this time, the environment below was completely clear, and although we were all prepared, we were still shocked by the situation in front of us.

I saw that less than ten meters away from us were two extremely realistic stone figures, wearing armor and holding spears in their hands, dressed like guards.

A little farther away, there is a stone platform more than three meters high, on which a wide dragon chair can be faintly seen, and there seems to be a coffin behind the dragon chair.

But what really surprised us was the left side of the high platform, where there were countless models of houses carved in wood or stone, separated by many roads and bridges made of wooden strips running in all directions, and the whole looked like an ancient city.

And the place where the flare hit just now is a stone door, I looked at it carefully for a long time, and suddenly shuddered in my heart, this stone door looks so similar to the stone door that I walked in alone when I was lost, if it weren't for the flare burning in front, I might still suspect that this is an illusion.

It all looked so weird, and the incandescent light from the flares made the place even more eerie, and people couldn't help but feel frightened.

However, just as we were stunned, a huge whirlpool suddenly formed under the lake as if it had opened a cork.

In an instant, the lake shrank smaller and smaller, until it dried up completely.

We hurriedly glanced at the movement under the lake, and saw a hole the size of a gasoline drum appear in the middle of the lake.

Jin Hu gasped weakly and muttered, "This is too fucking exaggerated, the bottom of the lake can be smashed through, is it still hollow underneath?" ”

I saw Qin Xuanling standing thoughtfully on the side, and suddenly waved his big hand and beckoned everyone to move forward.

We followed him step by step through the mud at the bottom of the lake, and seeing that we were getting closer and closer to the entrance of the cave, Uncle Long couldn't help but ask, "Brother Qin, what does this mean, do you still want to take us to jump down?" ”

Qin Xuanling said, "I want to take you through to the stone gate." ”

Over there at the Stone Gate? Everyone immediately looked at each other, obviously not mentally prepared.

I hurriedly shouted: "Old Qin, now that we are all hung up, and our bodies and bones are already extremely tired, it is better to find a place to rest first." ”

Qin Xuan stopped violently, turned to me and said, "There's no time, you guys have been working down there for so long, don't you want to get rid of it early?" And all the secrets are behind this stone door. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the stone door, and our thoughts were unconsciously drawn to it.

By this time, the flares had already burned out, and with the faint light of the flashlight, we stepped through the mud and slowly moved to the stone gate.

Qin Xuanling first stroked a handful of stone doors, and then said to us in a speech-like tone: "Now, let me officially reveal the mystery. ”

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and looked at Qin Xuanling's face curiously, just waiting for his mystery to be revealed.

Qin Xuanling, on the other hand, let out a long sigh before he said, "Presumably, you have had a lot of questions since you came here, such as Professor Wu and these three masters of the Mo family.

Then I'll start with one by one, I had never been exposed to this kind of thing until I saw Professor Wu's letter to me, which detailed his conjectures about the tomb of Xu Fushen.

At first, I thought he was a scholar who was keen on archaeology, but I didn't expect to inadvertently discover the secret behind his background.

In order to find out some of the situation, I went to the National Library of Malaysia, where there are many Chinese classical anthologies donated by the older generation of Chinese.

It was in those ancient books that I found a biography of the pirates of the Ming Dynasty, which mentioned that during the Jiajing period, several of the pirates Wang Zhi's subordinates fled to an ancient temple in Cixi, Zhejiang Province in order to escape the pursuit of the officers and soldiers of the naval division.

There was an unknown small village there, and there was no one in the village except for the surname Qin, and the patriarch was an old man over seventy years old.

In order to survive, the pirates begged the patriarch to give them a place to hide, and the patriarch led them into the ancient temple, saying that it was dedicated to the gods of their family.

The pirates went in without much thought, and only one of them made it out alive.

It turned out that the ancient temple was actually a mausoleum built on the mountain, and there were more than a dozen living dead people whose bodies did not rot in captivity.