This is the lower level of the stone fort, a relatively sturdy stone chamber made of stone bricks, the size of a third of a basketball court, and the walls on both sides are specially dug into recessed square niches.

As far as the eye can see, there is a dry skeleton sitting in almost every square niche, which at first glance looks like a seated lama.

Looking closely at their clothes, it was found that they were all wearing Kangbalo clothes, but they were more ancient and heavy than the Kangbalo Tibetan robes that Wu Xie had seen Zhang Qixun wear before.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Zhang Qixun, wanting to say that these are the ancestors of your family, but he thinks it is not appropriate.

Muyu is a member of the Zhang family, and his current identity may just be a cover for some kind of cooperation with Kang Balo, such as solving the Hades riding corpse or something.

Zhang Qixun saw his thoughts and smiled, but did not explain anything.

The fat man was confused and said in his dreams, I don't know what beautiful things he dreamed of, Ha Lazi was about to flow down from the corners of his mouth, and he hugged the dead corpse tightly with both hands, and he looked like he loved each other.

Zhang Haixing opened her eyes, glanced around a few times, and immediately closed them in pain, her face was pale, and she knew that the injury on her head made her very uncomfortable, and when such a big stone fell down, the concussion must be regarded as winning the lottery.

"Let's slow down the dizziness, let's see how it is going here." Zhang Qixun walked around, looking for something, "There must be other entrances here." ”

Otherwise, the disposable bronze door could not be opened, and the sacrificial female corpse would be put into it from somewhere.

Wu Xie nodded approvingly, picked up a Tibetan knife, and found that it had completely rusted into mud, and it turned into pieces when he pinched it.

"It's strange, the Kangbaluo people have gone back and forth, why haven't the bones of these people been collected and buried in a suitable place."

Wu Xie pinched Bai Gu's arm, and it was broken into several pieces without any effort, he looked at his hand suspiciously, how could it be brittle like this, "There was air circulating here before, and it would take at least decades to be able to corrupt to this extent." ”

"And why are these people dying here? The bones were still sitting so neatly that they didn't look like they were killing each other, but like they were peacefully waiting to die. ”

Zhang Qixun pondered for a moment and said, "There is a possibility that these people are the group of people who came to transport the sacrifice of the Hades ten years ago, but I don't know what happened in the process, causing them all to die here. ”

And looking at the appearance of these dry bones, they gave up struggling after knowing that they had been recruited, why? Could it be that there is something in this stone chamber that threatens them with death?

Wu Xie began to think wildly, "Could it be that the things in Hades' mind went on a killing spree and sucked them all into human beings?" ”

As he spoke, he stepped forward to take a closer look, and there were only some old scars on the surface of the bones, which could be seen to be very serious, but there were callus calluses on the fracture line that were born during the healing process, which belonged to the recovery injuries before life, which should have been caused by training or fighting in the past.

Although the beaded accessories on the Tibetan robe have also become mottled due to oxidation, they are generally intact.

Zhang Qixun walked to the back of the stone chamber, and there was no niche on the back wall, and the whole wall was twisted in Tibetan.

The text in the lower part was blocked by the rolling stone, and Zhang Qixun moved the stone to the side, and the inscriptions on the wall below came out one after another.

Seeing this, Wu Xie came over to take a hand, Zhang Qixun pointed to his wrist, "Stay around, don't want your hand?" ”

Wu Xie laughed twice, took two steps back and stood on the side without hindering him, and his heart was relieved for a while, and the wooden fish he was familiar with was back.

Zhang Qixun glanced at him after moving the stone, and he was a little funny in his heart, "What are you silly, come and see this." ”

"What?" Wu Xie came over in a hurry.

"Some records are related to the sacrifice of the Hades riding corpse." Zhang Qi searched.

He roughly identified it, and found that these words were just some brief notes, and there was no detailed record of the origin of the Hades riding corpse, the upper end was the preparation steps when sacrificing Hades, and a messy picture of Hades was engraved in the middle, which was not serious at all, as if it was just scribbling on it.

In the bottom half were rows of Tibetan names, and in the penultimate row he saw the name of Uncle Logompo.

It seems that Uncle Gongpot once participated in the sacrifice of the corpse of the king of Hades, and went back alive.

In this way, the existence of those dry bones is very suspicious.

Zhang Qixun turned around and counted the number of dry bones, "Thirteen, one more than the prescribed number of sacrifices." ”

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, frowned, and said, "One more?" Could it be that something went wrong in the process and the last sacrifice was not successful? ”

Zhang Qixun had already gone to those bones, and soon found a female corpse in it, quickly checked her limbs, and sighed, "Your previous guess is likely to be the truth, the upper and lower limb bones of this female corpse were broken with a hammer before her death." ”

The female corpse that was used as a sacrifice is still here, but the other Kangballoras have become sacrifices, and I don't know if such a dramatic result is retribution.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly hearing Wu Xie exclaim, Zhang Qixun came back from his thoughts, and saw that a few silver wires were about to roll up his fingers, and immediately raised his hand to knock the skeleton away.

The female corpse hit the wall and immediately scattered into a pile of rags, and the skull gurgled and rolled on the ground a few times, rolling not far from their feet before stopping.

"It's been ten years, and this thing is still alive."

Wu Xie picked up a stone and threw it like a bowling ball, knocking the skull away a bit, lest the thing take time to get entangled again.

Zhang Qixun dismantled the skulls of the remaining twelve dry bones, which were empty, and it seemed that it was the sacrifice that it finally chose to live in.

He stared at the skull of the female corpse for a moment, and said, "I want to smash this skull and see what the parasitic meteor inside looks like, you stay away." ”

"Okay, be careful." Wu Xie knew that since he had put forward this idea, he must have been sure.

Zhang Qixun nodded, he didn't want to touch the thing directly, picked up a rock the size of a wheel, aimed at the skull and smashed it.

The skull is the hardest bone in the human body, but after ten years, even the hardest bones will decay and become brittle.

With a click, the stone slapped flatly, as if it had hit a snail, and it hit the bottom directly, and there was no room for struggle.

Zhang Qixun and the two couldn't take their eyes off it, and in the gap between the stone and the ground, there was a pool of crystal green liquid slowly crawling out, like an apple-flavored gummies pressed under a hot water cup and gradually melting by the temperature.

The liquid body was stretched into a long, slender strip, like a small grass growing tenaciously out of a crack in the stone, and the part that had been drilled out first had begun to climb up the stone.

Zhang Qixun and the two watched as the mass of things climbed onto the stones, as if it was waving in the wind, happily stretching out its tentacles, and finally turned into a crystal clear green coral tree.

The light of the small lamp can directly shine on the wall behind it, and the light and shadow are abundant, so beautiful that it is even a little enchanting, like some kind of ancient crystal carving, displayed in the museum.

Or more specifically, it's a more abstract, cranial nerve dendrogram.

Good night (-ω')

(End of chapter)