"Everybody be careful."

I said as I walked: "The green bricks found in Dawei's house are called ascending to heaven and becoming immortal bricks, and only people of noble status will use them, but such tombs are generally composed of two aspects: above ground and underground.

Graves, cemeteries, mausoleum buildings, Shinto stone carvings, etc., are all necessary, but nothing is seen here.

Moreover, the ancient tombs paid attention to the selection of high ground and the digging of the Yellow Spring, even ordinary people would not build the tomb in a low-lying place.

So I guess that the entire back mountain may be the sealed soil of this big tomb, otherwise this situation would not have occurred.

And the robbery hole dug by Dawei is not the entrance to the tomb. ”

My words made the village chief gasp: "Hey, I've never heard of any big people like us." ”

I shook my head: "I don't know, after all, it's been thousands of years." Many things have been lost in time. ”

Walking out of more than 10 meters, a small hole just for people to bend over and pass through appeared, through the small hole, the eyes suddenly opened up, and there was no trace of excavation on the cave wall, turning into a neatly stacked green brick.

Many of the same green bricks as Dawei's house fell to the ground, but most of them were mutilated.

I looked left and right, and it was a passage large enough for five people to walk in parallel, and it was deep in the darkness in front and back, and I couldn't see how long.

"David should have taken the bricks here and went home."

As I spoke, I picked up a flashlight to check, whether it was the ground, the wall or the ceiling, every blue brick in the passage had a dragon-shaped pattern on the tomb to ward off evil spirits.

"Sure enough, there is no pattern of an immortal official, this whole tomb is a whole tomb."

The village chief asked; "What is the town tomb?"

"The owner of the tomb died unexpectedly."

After a pause, I continued, "We should be in the cloister, follow me." ”

Walking into the darkness, the air was not stuffy, but the sound and light seemed to become strange, and the breathing sound of the village chief and the six sons behind him was particularly obvious in this dark passage.

It was as if I could hear their heartbeats.

I comforted me, "Don't worry, I'm here." ”

The two nodded yes, but they were still very nervous.

After walking for more than ten minutes, just when both of them were about to collapse, they finally saw a smashed wall.

There was a small space behind the wall, full of broken porcelain and some unrecognizable vessels.

The wall facing it was also smashed into a large hole, and it was pitch black inside.

I walked in, looked around, and stopped in front of the wall on the left.

The wall here obviously did not escape the poisonous hands of the Dawei family, and all the green bricks on it were smashed down, revealing the huge stones behind it.

I exhaled and said: "Dawei's family is not familiar with tombs, the place where we are is the middle room, and this is the back room, that is, the place where the owner of the tomb is buried.

Instead, he smashed open the wall leading to the cloister on the other side and the tomb door on the right. This is also a blessing in disguise. ”

The village chief nodded a little dazedly, his knowledge obviously unable to understand what I said.

I smiled and didn't explain, but walked to the right.

The door to the tomb has collapsed, and there are still fragments scattered inside.

As I walked through the tomb door, I said, "This is the front room, the place where the tomb owner's things were placed during his lifetime, and it is estimated that Dawei's family has already emptied this place." ”

As I thought, there was not a single intact object in the Frontrooms, only debris all over the floor, and mottled murals on the walls.

When I saw the murals, I frowned slightly.

However, the village chief, who came in after him, was startled when he saw the mural: "What are these paintings, it's so scary." ”

Although the paintings on the wall have been mottled and peeled off by the baptism of time, you can still see the green-faced and fanged evil ghosts on it, and the people who are constantly struggling in two sections.

"It's hell." I replied to the village chief's words, and my brow furrowed even deeper: "The front room is generally a microcosm of the tomb owner's previous world, and it is full of wine vessels, musical instruments, pots and pans, and even pets, chickens and ducks. The drawings on the murals are often the same.

Because the concept of ascending to heaven and becoming an immortal was extremely popular in the Han Dynasty, those who became immortals could not only live forever, but also travel to the three mountains, live in Kunlun, enter and exit the gate of heaven, and live in the heavenly realm. In addition to the content of life, there are often some portraits of the celestial realm or rare birds and beasts on the murals.

But I haven't heard of the painting of hell, so could it be that the owner of the tomb was related to hell during his lifetime? ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a scream from Liuzi.

I saw Liuzi sitting on the ground, pointing to one side and trembling.

When I walked over and looked, I realized that there was an open tomb door next to it, and a twisted corpse was lying in the doorway.

Because the tomb door was only opened by a gap, I just ignored it in the dark.

I pulled up Liuzi and looked at the corpse on the ground.

This person's face was distorted, as if he had seen something terrible, but I had a vague impression of that appearance.

"Village chief, do you know this person?"

The village chief had the courage to step forward and take a look, and suddenly stomped his foot: "I know, it's a relative of Dawei from the next village." ”

I nodded, and peered over the corpse through the open slit.

This is the transept, which is generally a place where the tomb owner is placed with items close to him, such as clothes and books.

But when the flashlight shines inside, what I see is a large pit filled with bones, and on the protruding stone platform in the middle sits a 11 or 2-year-old child, with a round face and a plump body.

As if sensing the light, the child's eyes snapped open, revealing silver eyes.

Instantly, I felt my scalp tingle.

Living!

But in the next second, those silver eyes instantly turned black, black pus continued to flow out, and the originally plump body gradually dried up, and on the stone platform, black pus continued to spread.

As the body deformed, the child could no longer remain in a kneeling position, and slowly collapsed into the corpse pit.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva as I watched the pus blackening the bones around me, glancing at the distorted corpses on the ground.

If this guy hadn't opened the tomb door earlier, maybe I would have been the one who was hit.

Mercury funeral puppets, I have only seen in ancient books handed down by bone collectors, this is the most vicious curse, although it can only be used once, but once it looks at the mercury funeral puppet, it is connected by blood, and it is completely destroyed within three generations.

I exited the side room and kicked the corpse on the floor open and closed the tomb door before I dared to reach out and wipe the sweat from my forehead.

You can't be careless just because you're a bone picker.

Seeing me withdraw, the village chief spoke, "Xiaolong, there is still a door here. ”

"Don't open it, Uncle Village Chief, don't open it."

I hurriedly knocked down the village chief's hand pointing at the tomb door directly opposite, for fear that he would come forward and push the door as soon as he cramped.

This tomb door is different from other tomb doors in that it opens when you push it.