"Then if you say so, the shrine in front of you is the product of Li Tang's creation of the Soul Palace, but what is the use of them making these? Just to scare us? ”

Xu Xiake didn't understand what the purpose of sewing twelve arms on a corpse and then placing it in the shrine in such a humiliating gesture.

"It should be more than scary."

After Song Siyuan finished speaking, she took out the red gold and bronze slip, and explained with a flashlight: "Let's see if the slaves on the red gold and copper slips are very similar to these people. ”

Under the light of the flashlight, the surface of the golden slip glowed with gold, and the totemic color on the front of the bronze slip was clearer, and they paid attention to the slave in the third part, and then compared it with the corpse in the shrine, it was all clear - the slave in the bronze slip was bound hand and foot, kneeling on the ground, and even the face of crying and howling was almost the same as the corpse in the shrine.

Song Siyuan returned the golden slips to Yue Guanchao, and already knew the identities of these corpses: "I guess that what is drawn in the bronze slips is actually the tragic situation of the slaves being escorted into the cave, as for the broken walls, it is more like the building materials scattered everywhere when the project is not completed, if my guess is accurate, after the death of those slaves, it has become the multi-handed corpses we see." ”

"These corpses are probably the tens of thousands of slaves who were sacrificed alive in the Soul Palace!"

Song Siyuan knew that they were sacrificial slaves and not some wild gods, and she became bolder, and kept getting closer to the corpse to continue to observe the details.

The corpse was grayish-blue, as if it had been poisoned by mercury, with different shades of blue-gray markings, the surface was not dry, and it was covered with a transparent layer several millimeters thick, completely covered from head to toe, and the water could be felt when the flashlight shone on it.

"This corpse is beyond my prediction, I thought it was just a dry corpse, depending on the situation, the skin is covered with a layer of translucent oil, could it be that the corpse has other uses than a living sacrifice?"

When Song Siyuan lowered his head and thought, there was a sound in the shrine, and Yue Guanchao was afraid that there would be a mechanism, so he hurriedly dodged aside.

But between breaths, the black gray worms flew into the hole and circled around the corpse, and then all these swarms lay on the corpse, as if covering the corpse with a black cloth, wrapped tightly.

Song Siyuan knew that flying insects would not lie on the corpse for no reason, so she asked everyone to extinguish the lamp tube, leaving only the flashlight to observe the gray worm.

Their appearance is no different from that of the river swarm, constantly tearing at the skin of the corpse with their sharp mouthparts, greedily sucking the layer of grease and water on the surface of the corpse, and only when the layer of grease is completely exhausted will they flutter their wings and fly away towards the outside of the cave.

After they left, Song Siyuan looked at the corpse again, and the grease layer had been exhausted.

"It turns out that these corpses are food for flying insects."

Song Siyuan really didn't think of this role of the corpse, he only thought that Li Tang used it to sacrifice to the ancient gods, and when he saw the grease layer on the corpse disappear, his eyes were shocked, and at the same time, some memories in his brain were gradually awakening.

As early as when she was in Changbai Mountain, she had already seen the Yin Corpse Fish under the wild forest of the Dragon King Temple, although the situation she saw in front of her was not the same as the Yin Corpse Fish, in terms of method and logic, it seemed to be from the same sect and the same lineage, and her eyes lit up: "Yue Guanchao, the wax corpse in the cave of the Jiaolong Temple, it seems to be the same thing?" ”

Yue Guanchao looked at the corpse, and felt that it was like that: "You have to understand it this way, it is indeed these strange things, Li Tang seems to have Xianbei bloodline in his blood, and the Xianbei clan is not also a group differentiated from the Sushen clan, it is reasonable to say that there is such a thing, but it is pitiful for these heroes, who have been scolded for more than a thousand years like a dish." ”

"Let's see, how the hell do corpses produce these things?"

The corpse knelt in the doorway, the doorway was only a little bigger than the dog hole, and it was tightly blocked by more than a dozen arms, leaving only a small amount of space for flying insects to enter and exit, Yue Guanchao had no choice but to pull Xu Xiake, tie the corpse's legs and feet with hemp rope, and forcibly drag the corpse forward for half a meter, and then wanted to drag it forward, but he already felt the resistance.

"Song Qianjin, there is something pulling behind this corpse, there may be something on the back, be careful."

Song Siyuan was anxious to find out the truth, and before the words fell, she had already bypassed the corpse and looked at the doorway with a flashlight.

The houses behind these slaves are full of all kinds of lingzhi, these lingzhi are as big as an umbrella lid and as small as the mouth of a bowl, the color is extremely gorgeous, and it exudes a sweet taste, so smoked that people want to go up and take a bite, and it can be seen that there is something in the smell that anesthetizes the taste buds.

They are like mushrooms growing on the walls of the shrine, and all the roots stick out through the hole in the center of the shrine, all of which pierce into the arms and back of the corpse, presumably to produce nutrients and turn into corpse wax, and then feed these flying insects in the hole.

"No wonder it can't pull it, its back is full of Ganoderma lucidum vines."

Yue Guanchao and the others walked to her side and looked at the doorway, the vine whiskers had already filled the hole, the rattan with the thickness of the wrist pierced into the back and twisted the wrist, and the lingzhi was moving, using the vines to continuously exchange nutrients.

It was only a short time before the surface of the corpse had changed from dry to moist, and gradually continued to grow a thin layer of grease!