Everyone looked behind them, and Xu Xiake's words made everyone curious.

"My master Yunyangzi said that there is a turtle sleeping place on the shore of the East China Sea, a thousand-year-old turtle and a turtle for ten thousand years, when the old turtle perceives that the life span is not long, it will look for feng shui treasure land in the underground cave, and the turtle sleeps until death in the ground, and more and more old turtles enter the feng shui treasure land, and the earth wind treasure will be formed."

"Will it be!" Xu Xiake pointed to the smoky ancient clam carcass under the tower, and said: "Could it be, thousand-year-old clams also have a similar habit, whenever these ancient clams perceive that their lifespan is not alive, they will die in the giant nest, and then the corpse will form an earth wind under the blowing of the underground canyon, which also creates this feng shui treasure." ”

"If you say so, the Soul Palace was built on the thousand-year-old clam nest, which is to use their treasure!"

Song Siyuan, who said Xu Xiake's words, nodded: "That's roughly the case, this statement is also reasonable, and the old lady Chao also said that the Ten Thousand Eyes Cave is fierce, but the treasure contained in it is not weak, these giant clams that have died may be the source of the treasure." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhang Hansheng had almost cleaned up the golden tree branches, they walked down the ladder of the snake road, and when they reached the ground, they could obviously feel that the nest was warmer and wetter, and every time they took a breath, they felt that their lungs were moist and moist, and with the salty wind of giant clams, they only felt that they were on the seaside.

"Grandma's, it's so hot here, I'm sweating all over my head."

The old bandit picked up a flashlight and shone it around, and there was no room on the tower, only the door opening at the base of the tower was closed.

Yue Guanchao walked to the base of the tower, pushed open the door and looked inside, under the light of the flashlight, it can be seen that the inside is not big, only the size of two or three private houses, and there is a corpse sitting on the stone platform on the north wall inside.

Yue Guanchao and the others approached the corpse to take a closer look, this corpse was a woman, about the size of an adult, with a bun coiled on her head, and a bun on both sides of the top of the skull, the top of the head was shaped like Ruyi, and the top was wide and gradually tightened, forming a "convex" shape with the buns on both sides.

The high bun at the top of the skull is divided into several strands hanging down at the back of the head, and the middle of the bun wears a three-layer gold grate, with three thin horn hairpins on each side, a single eye and a high nose, a wide face and wind ears, and a five-color pattern painted with mineral pigments on the face, and all parts of the body have different degrees of atrophy, but they are still a lot more plump than the dried corpse.

The whole oil is moist and shiny, as if it has been brushed with a layer of oil and poured with wax again, and it is bright under the flashlight, as if the cultural relics have been pulped!

"Why is there a corpse here, could it be a zombie too?"

The zombies manipulated by the corpse barbarian Gu really frightened them, and if they still found zombies at this time, it would really be a decline to the home.

"No, you look at this corpse, his clothes are completely different from Li Tangren's, these clothes are shaped like curved skirts from the feet to the feet, the sleeves are wide and the cuffs are tightened, and with this hairstyle, it is similar to the makeup of the Qin and Han dynasties, I guess, it should be Wumin!"

Song Siyuan's words caused the people around him to be full of doubts, and Yue Guanchao said, "Didn't you say that all the Wumin people merged into other tribes?" ”

Her eyes became serious, and with this corpse, the guess in her heart had come true: "Yes, but I guess there should still be some witch people left, if all the witch people are gone, then how can Li Tang people be corpse barbarian Gu?" The most likely scenario is that most of the Wumen will leave, and only a small part will be here to guard the ancestral land, and then the Li Tang people will enslave them as slaves when they come. ”

"This man is probably a priest among the witches!"

After Song Siyuan finished speaking, she continued to speculate: "If my guess is true, then the other tribesmen should also be here, where did they go?" ”

This made the people around them nervous, and they scanned the surroundings, and when they saw the top of their heads, they finally knew the traces of these tribesmen.

Yue Guanchao pulled down Song Siyuan's sleeve, whistled upward, and shone the flashlight to the top, the top of the tower room was like a giant bowl recessed into the stone wall, and countless corpses were directly built into the giant bowl, and the heads, legs, legs, and hundreds of bones of these people were exposed, showing the tragic state of death.

Seeing this scene, everyone was silent for a long time, it was impossible for the witch people to build themselves into the wall by themselves, so the culprit was probably Li Tangren.

But what are they doing this for? The witches have already helped them build a soul palace, and these people still kill them, aren't they creating evil? ”

Xu Xiake felt that this tower should be full of Wumin's corpses, so that there were too many corpses, and it was directly built into a caisson on the top full of corpses.

"Of course, it's a secret, even Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng, the great heroes of the Soul Palace, will inevitably die unexpectedly without illness, and the other people who built the Soul Palace can imagine that these people were all sacrificed to the Soul Palace, just like these witches."

When Song Siyuan spoke, she noticed that there were also regular diagrams on the surrounding walls, and after picking up the weeds and spider silk, a simple mural painted with ore appeared in front of her!

She carefully observed the murals, which were just simple lines and no color, and a large area of black and gray ore combined with various figures, and because of this, she was able to discard the bells and whistles and directly see that what the murals painted was their experience along the way.

Song Siyuan thought she was dazzled, she called Yue Guanchao and Xu Xiake to analyze together, sacrificing animals into the cave, expelling the soul mist, fighting apes in the temple, collecting treasures, and encountering zombies...... Every node they go through is clearly drawn on the wall.