Chapter 42: Floating Corpses in the Water

"There's a strange pattern down there!"

When I heard that, I turned my head and looked at it.

I saw what seemed to be a huge lock underneath.

I said to Song Yuan: "You wait for me here, I'll go down and have a look, and I'll be back soon." ”

Song Yuan was still a little confused, but she still nodded: "Okay, then you must be careful!" Stay safe! Michigan! ”

I nodded: "I know, you too, don't let black and white impermanence take you away, and then put a charge on your head for not being reincarnated very well, I see if you are still happy." ”

I patted her hard and soft-heartedly, and then jumped forward.

Sure enough, there is a lock about ten meters underwater, and there seems to be a lot of things in the lock, which makes people want to open it and explore.

It's just that this lock is so big that I have the idea to explore, but I don't have the ability.

The lock alone is already the size of a coffin, and if you look down, you can see that this place is sealed with a very square stone pier, which looks very heavy, and not only that, but there is a small sharp hole underneath, and there is a very fine wire in it, so small that if I don't look carefully, I may not be able to see what this thing is.

Now the wire is being pulled very straight, and it stands to reason that something is falling down there, but what is it......

I continued to dive a little bit.

Wait, suddenly I remembered that when we came over the boat, I had seen something flickering in the water, and I told Song Yuan at that time that this thing was just the simplest aquatic weed, but now it seems that I should have said something wrong.

At the other end of the wire are countless things that look like broken cotton catkins, and there are a lot of black toys on them.

This is obviously a human head!

This is a human corpse!

The reason why this corpse does not float is that there is such a huge iron pendant under the corpse!

The feet and necks of the corpses are cordoned down below! Below was the huge lock and iron chain or something, the iron chain and wire were all tied to the corpse's body, and the feet and neck had been completely tied, how could that person float?

The current state of this corpse is a state of being forced to stand upright.

There was something underneath that prevented the corpse from floating, and something above was hanging from the corpse's neck, giving it the appearance of a standing person.

This thing was originally in the depths of the lake.

If I hadn't accidentally blown up that tomb, they might not have seen the light of day!

I can't imagine what a burst of people would have created this place to look like, with corpses wrapped in stone inside, and countless hanging corpses on the outside!

That's the most dangerous place in the world!

It was obvious that I couldn't get to the source of the problem.

So I gently made a line on the barbed wire beneath the corpse.

In an instant, the corpse was free.

It's going up.

"Ah——! Here's another corpse! ”

"That's not right! This corpse is different from the others! ”

"What the hell is going on!"

Those people in the corpse salvage team are not idle people, so they can naturally see the problem of this corpse.

I'm sure they'll find the answer to this matter.

Then, with the buoyancy of the water, I pulled up the lock that had just bound the corpse.

There is a small round thing on top of the lock.

Like our Liu family credit knife people, my grandfather told me that many people who learn Lubanshu like to use such an interesting thing, that is, to leave their own mark on the things they build.

Our Liu family may at most add a Liu character to the kitchen knife.

But those people have their own set of processes.

Like this mysterious imprint now.

Grandpa said that this was originally passed down from the time of Qin Shi Huang, when people built the Great Wall, in order to make the Great Wall not have any problems, so they had to leave their names and addresses on this brick, and later the craftsmen may have been to promote their craft, or simply to inherit a signboard.

But now this ...... What's going on?

Who has eaten enough to make some corpse binding stones that damage yin morality, and still leave their own mark on this kind of stone!

Aren't you afraid that you will be taxed and punished by black and white impermanence after you die?

My instincts tell me that this place is likely to be inseparable from the evil death of the purpose.

But...... What exactly is the reason?

On such an obscure island, build such a sinister tomb.

Hungry?

As I was swimming from the bottom of the water, an idea popped into my mind.