Wushuang can not do anything lightly and stepped out of the mutton fat jade coffin half a step, the coffin floated at the mouth of the cave, and the waterfall splashed down overhead, and the three of them carried the coffin lid and pushed the body of the merman out of the coffin - read the full text of the latest chapter

Wushuang threw the cigarette butt he had smoked over, and the merman's face was already stained with his own brain pulp and the ointment in his body, the ignition point of the ointment was extremely low, and after touching the cigarette butt, he burst into flames, and suddenly a mysterious fragrance spread.

Insects are born with a yearning for light, and the black pressure in the cave smells the fragrance of the burning merman's ointment, and scrambles over, they follow one after another, and they climb up another layer when they burn to death, and the merman's corpse contains enough ointment, it is estimated that if it is not extinguished, even if Wushuang dies in the cave, the fire will not be extinguished.

"Wait, don't worry, come on, third grandfather, smoke a cigarette. Wushuang was very confident, this method was the most effective way to deal with poisonous ants, he was not in a hurry to go ashore, and sat in the mutton fat jade coffin and waited.

After more than ten minutes, the sound in the cave gradually became quieter and quieter. Wushuang jumped out of the coffin and took a look, the merman's corpse was already crawling with black pressed ants, and the poisonous ants were burned to death layer after layer, all piled up into a hill. And the merman's body is still burning, and he doesn't know when it will end.

"Almost, let's go inside. Wushuang beckoned the two of them again to continue exploring.

To tell the truth, Lan Caidie hopes that Wushuang can retreat from the difficulties, Wushuang is still too young, and he has a momentum to do things, as long as he recognizes the right way, he will never look back, but now it is good to say, there are Ma Fuxiang, there are Ma Erye, there are Ma Sihai and others guarding him. What if she could read the full text of the latest chapter? What she wanted was a healthy man. In fact, sometimes Lan Caidie is very envious of Bai Su, although the two are mortal enemies, but Bai Su has found his true love, Na Xiu loves her very much, obeys her, and Na Xiu has no ambition.

It may be difficult for a man without ambition to become a big man, but he can protect himself from worry-free for a lifetime, and Bai Su wants this kind of simple man. Is that little master what she Lan Caidie wants? Maybe, she has tried countless times, if Wushuang is a cowardly man, will she still love it? This question is obviously unanswered, because Wushuang is Wushuang, and he has the blood and blood of Wu Gongyao, the great hero of the troubled times, flowing in his bones. He was born to be an explorer. Living with such a man, I am afraid that I will never sleep peacefully in my life.

"What are you going to do with the dead girl?" shouted Wushuang.

"Oh...... Oh...... I didn't think about anything, I thought about Bai Su!"

"What do you want people to do? What the hell? Haven't you had enough of fighting with her? Let's go, we're not far from the finish line, and we'll have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of our lives!" Wushuang urged her, and Lan Caidie had to speed up her pace to keep up. But he sighed to himself.

Walking through the mouth of the gourd, there is a large open land in front of it, there are no longer weapons with Hideyoshi spots on the ground, but piles of corpses, fortunately they are not human bones, Ma Fuxiang said that these are horse bones, the Khitan people advocate horsemanship, the tomb owner before his death hundreds of horses, may all be buried.

Along the way, Wushuang observed very carefully, and he found that everywhere he went, there were totemic symbols of the sun and moon on the painted paintings above his head. He couldn't understand what kind of information was hidden here, could it be that it was a reflection of the religious beliefs of the Khitan people?

If the cave was in the shape of a gourd, then they had already gone through the hollow area of the first half of the gourd to the narrow node between the two halves of the gourd.

In a very narrow area stood a statue of the god, which was five meters high, and the crowd only reached the calf of the god. He looked up, and oh, this idol seemed familiar? Judging from the statue's graceful figure, she was a goddess, and this graceful goddess was wearing a flowing silk gauze skirt, and the skirt fluttered as if it were soaring into the air.

The face of the idol is very delicately carved, even her expression is lifelike, she is a very beautiful woman, but there is a cold chill in her eyes, which makes people shudder when they look at each other.

"White Emperor Antumei?" Wushuang looked at the two of them differently.

A few days ago, they came back from the eastern slope of Changbai Mountain, this time they went to the mountain but nine deaths, with the lives of many brothers in vain, but in the end, the ancient village that had been sealed for thousands of years turned out to be the temple that sealed the spirit of the White Emperor, for which Wushuang also formed a big enmity with Little Japan. He remembered it very well, especially Antomei's eyes, which fascinated and frightened all men.

"That's right, it's Antumi, master, how can there be Antumi in Yeluchen's ancient tomb?" Lan Caidie confirmed his guess.

Wushuang said, maybe things are not as simple as we think, the Khitan people have the bloodline of Donghu and Sushen, and some scientists have boldly guessed that they are the same ancestor, naturally, Donghu was the earliest, and then there were Sushen people, and finally there was the Khitan nation. I think their religious beliefs must be surprisingly similar. It is estimated from the appearance of this statue of Antumei that the origin of shamanism may be related to the White Emperor civilization in ancient times.

"Master, come here, look at it, there is a moon behind the statue of Antumei. Lan Caidie called him.

Wushuang saw that the shape of this moon was semi-arc, that is, it was a crescent moon, and the shape of the crescent moon was just similar to the shape of Panlong Bay they had seen a few days ago.

"I see! White Emperor Antumei is the moon god in the belief of the Khitans, and what they worship is this power of nature, and the shamanic power of the Khitan people comes from the moon above their heads, so that the development of shamanism to this day, you can still find the culture left by the Khitan people, for example, whether it is a Mongolian shaman or a Manchu shaman, they must choose to dance the gods and pray for blessings at night, and there must be moonlight. It seems that we have found a lot this time, and even if we don't get anything, I can give Professor Bayara a good lesson when I go back, haha......"

For some reason, Wushuang looked up at the statue of Antumei, and always felt that Antumei's eyes were full of resentment when he looked at him. He thinks maybe it's because he took Antumei's blood. The power of the White Emperor was sealed in that blood, which was an immeasurable eternal power, but this divine power didn't seem to find anything special in his body, except that he had now become frost-resistant.

Wushuang didn't know that at this moment, in his body, the energy of the blood had already been injected into his internal organs and dissolved in his blood, once he was a pure yang body, his body was hot and dry, and the five elements contained four fires, and it was possible for a person with such a physique to appear among millions of people. And now, the cold of the blood spirit has already slowly adjusted his physique, making him yin and yang balanced

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