"Uncle, what did you say you just did?"

After two breaths of relief, Liu Ling Tongzi carried the ghost head knife and stopped directly in front of Mr. Mover, glaring angrily.

"Are you dead?"

Mr. Mover looked at Liu Ling and asked lightly.

"Uncle, are you talking about human words?" The Liu Ling boy was even angrier.

"I've reached the limit!"

Mr. Shifter was not happy or sad, and still replied in a light tone: "In the face of Zhai Fangling before, my eldest brother died, my Golden Fire Gu was gone, and it took me thirty years to refine the two dragon soul qi gone!" ”

Speaking of this, Mr. Mover paused, his tone changed, and asked, "I have lost so much, do you think I am still the same as before?" ”

Liu Ling Tongzi squirmed his lips, wanting to say something, but he didn't say anything, just stretched out his finger and pointed at Mr. Mover, and threw the ghost head knife back.

"Village Chief Liu, tell me what happened just now!" I opened my mouth to break the slightly awkward atmosphere.

Liu Lingtongzi's words just now looked like he was accusing Mr. Mover, but if you look closely, it looks like playing a double reed with Mr. Mover, accusing Situ Qing.

"The mausoleums of the princes of the Ming and Qing dynasties are generally the front and back beds, and the section we just passed through should be part of the 'former dynasty'!" Mr. Mover did not refuse, and slowly explained.

"Sleeping in front and back, according to this specification, we just passed through a street, and there should still be some distance from the 'facing' part!"

I thought about it and said.

"Chao" refers to the place where the court is in the upper court.

In other words, there should be a place in front of you that resembles a palace.

When I arrived at the place of the last dynasty, it was not the point, the "bed" in the back bed was the place where people were really buried.

But if it is configured in this way, the specifications of this mausoleum are inevitably too large, and the space that needs to be occupied is too large.

I'm becoming more and more curious, the owner of this mausoleum.

"Uncle, who asked you about the specifications, and what my brother-in-law asked was, what is the situation of the 'people' who rushed out of those stores? And the soldier guarding the city gate, what about him? Liu Ling interjected.

"The soldier guarding the city gate, if I'm not mistaken, should be the mausoleum guard!" Mr. Mover thought for a moment and said.

"As for the 'people' in those shops, they should be buried corpses sealed in the tomb!" Mr. Mover said again.

"No, isn't the mausoleum keeper a living person? Besides, what mausoleum keeper would collect taxes? Liu Ling retorted.

"That soldier is not a mausoleum keeper, but a gatekeeper," Situ Qing added.

"What is a gatekeeper?" Situ Qing asked.

"Gatekeeper, that's what I say, I've seen this kind of gatekeeper twice!" Situ Qing recalled: "In some large mausoleums, the tomb owner is worried about the leakage of the organs in the mausoleum, and often seals the craftsman in the tomb when the tomb is built!" ”

"Some mausoleums, if you want to seal them, you need internal and external cooperation!"

"Situ, if the inside and outside cooperate, won't the people inside also have to die?" Liu Ling Tongzi interrupted Situ Qing.

"In the past, it was not difficult to find people who were bent on death!" Situ Qing said slowly: "A Yongye field that can be passed down from generation to generation can make people willing to die!" ”

That's true.

Yongye Tian can be passed down from generation to generation, and the most important thing is that Yongye Tian can be exempted from military service.

In ancient times, the field was the lifeblood.

To have such a foundation, many people are willing to die for it.

What's more, many times, many people are involuntarily.

If you die willingly, you can also get a piece of Yongye Tian.

I was reluctant and still wanted to die, but Yongyetian was gone.

In this case, what do you choose?

I cooperated with Situ Qing and told me about the situation, Liu Ling Tong nodded and said, "It's the same!" ”

"The gatekeeper is the inner response!"

Situ Qing continued: "These gatekeepers guarded the door of the mausoleum before they were alive, and they are also guarding the portal of the mausoleum after they die, their thoughts are very simple, and their obsession is also very simple, staying here, future generations will have a field that can be attacked, and they can change their fate!" ”

"No, that soldier just now charged us a gate tax!" Liu Ling retorted again.

"No in, no out!"

Situ Qing pointed back and said, "Xiao Ze, you can go back and try, that soldier, let me let you out!" ”

"How do you try this, I just stabbed him in the chest!" Liu Ling was still a little unconvinced, and muttered.

Situ Qing ignored him and continued: "As for the people in those shops, they should be human and animal!" Those people, when they were alive, were sealed here, and their souls could not be liberated after death, they could only wander here, for dozens or hundreds of years, how deep their grievances were, you can think for yourself! ”

"Human?"

I muttered and asked, "Situ, what do you mean by 'sealed'?" ”

I can understand that human sacrifice is a cruel funeral rule in ancient times, to put it bluntly, it is to treat the living as a burial object.

"The meaning is very simple, peel the skin of the living person and kill it, seal the soul into the human skin, and then fill the human skin with it, and at the same time make antiseptic measures, so that after the application is done, the human skin looks like a living person!"

Situ Qing explained.

"Grass!"

I burst into a foul language, it's really simple and rude, no matter who is stripped of his skin and sealed his soul, and has lived in the dark underground for more than a hundred years, he will be deeply resentful.

It was just early for Mr. Mover to be alert, and with the presence of three corpse incense, we were treated as the same kind by the people in those shops, if there were no three corpse incense, we would have broken through like this, and we would have been killed.

"This is the first level, it's so dangerous, and it can't be even more dangerous in the future!" Liu Ling Tongzi muttered and said, "The three corpse incense is gone now, how will it happen later!" ”

"The incense of the three corpses on our bodies can last for an hour, and in this hour, those ghosts in this mausoleum will treat us as their own!" Mr. Mover said.

"What about an hour later?" Liu Ling Tongzi habitually broke his mouth and followed.

"In less than an hour, don't look at the smoke soaked in the incense of the three corpses on our bodies now, it looks like the monster in this mausoleum, it's the same kind of thing, but there is a sentence, you should have heard it!" Mr. Mover said slowly, pausing.

"Which sentence?"

Sure enough, Liu Ling Tongzi immediately picked up and asked.

"Cannibalism!"

Mr. Mover spat out four words.