As the last piece of blue-striped stone fell, the "end door" was completely sealed, and the entire main burial chamber became a completely enclosed space.

The sound of "zizizi" in the distance became more and more obvious, accompanied by the candle flame in the southeast corner, and the pavilion stone coffin looming in the candle shadow.

Qian Sheng patted the "end door" with a desperate face, and the whole person slipped down the door little by little, and sat down on the ground.

"Money shopkeeper, what's the matter with you?"

"Is there something wrong with that jar?"

Hearing Lin Yi's question, Qian Sheng let out a long sigh.

"Master Lin, you're asking the point. You are quite accomplished in the field of Feng Shui and the secret art of the mechanism, but this thing we encounter now is not something left by our ancestors. ”

"From Shakti?"

Qian Sheng nodded weakly.

"During the Tang Dynasty, Buddhism flourished, Taoism declined, and Emperor Taizong began to build a large number of buildings and spread Buddhism. Since Master Xuanzang returned to China, there have been many Buddhist monks who have come to the Tang capital along the Silk Road.

Some of them are dedicated to promoting Buddhism, but among these monks, there are some unscrupulous people who are known as evil monks in the Western Regions.

The story I told me about the Tibetan tail scorpion was the work of an evil monk. ”

After saying this for such a long time, Qian Sheng was a little out of breath, and his lungs were attacked by cold evil, which affected his breathing.

Wang Qiang listened to it for a long time, but he didn't hear anything, so he asked:

"You always say Hu Seng, Hu Seng, what is the origin of this Hu Seng?"

Lin Yi stretched out his hand to help Qian Sheng massage the acupoints, and replied succinctly:

"It's Tianzhu Ah San."

As soon as he said this, Wang Qiang suddenly realized.

"Damn, no wonder you are fucking playing with snakes, playing with scorpions so slippery, and arranging such a vicious mechanism, it's really not a matter of personnel at all."

Lin Yi massaged a few times, and Qian Sheng's condition improved.

"Money shopkeeper, let's stop telling stories steadily, pick up the important ones."

Qian Sheng took a sip of his saliva and nodded.

"I'll make a long story short, Hu Seng has the habit of 'tank burial'.

Before they felt they were about to take their last breath, they did not eat or drink, and sat down in the large vats that had been laid out in advance, the bottom of which was covered with lime, charcoal, and straw and the like.

When they sat in, the cylinder was sealed with yellow mud. ”

Lin Yi was puzzled: "This kind of 'tank burial' also exists now, after the monk sits down, put it into the tank, and after the charcoal lime absorbs the moisture of the corpse, then please come out of the tank for further embalming, and paste the gold leaf is the 'golden body'." ”

Qian Sheng nodded lightly.

"But the few jars in this tomb are not to reshape the golden body, this is a kind of Western Regions evil method called 'Three Poison Storage'.

They believe that the three poisons harm the body and mind, make people sink into the cycle of life and death, and are the root of evil, so they will tie the hands and feet of those evil monks who have committed the sins of the "three poisons", seal the seven orifices, smear honey on the navel, and stuff them into the clay jar.

Then put three kinds of highly poisonous poisonous insects together, and then seal the cylinder mouth, leaving only the air hole, and after there is no movement inside, then use the yellow mud mixed with menstrual blood to completely seal the cylinder mouth. ”

Hearing this, Lin Yi and Wang Qiang couldn't help but feel creepy.

Where is this "pretending", this is simply a kind of tragic capital punishment.

Seal the seven orifices of the living and smear honey on the navel, after these poisonous insects get in, they will naturally run to the honey, and after eating, they will not be satisfied, and they will naturally be

Thinking of this, Lin Yi felt a layer of goosebumps on his body.

"This method sounds a bit similar to Miao Jiang's Gu Technique."

Qian Sheng shook his head.

"The purpose of Gu art is to raise Gu, and this kind of 'Three Poison Hide' is to raise 'resentment', but it has some relationship with the current 'Gu Man Tong' in Siam, but the resentment raised by this 'Three Poison Hide' is heavier.

As long as these grievances are inhaled, there will be visual and auditory hallucinations. ”

Lin Yi's face changed suddenly.

Isn't that what Qian Sheng said exactly what he just said?

As soon as he was about to speak, he heard Qian Sheng laugh bitterly twice.

"Master Lin, don't bother, who in this world can be without greed? No resentment? No obsession? Except for the saints and Buddhas who have no desires and no desires, no one can resolve the resentment of the 'three poisonous treasures'. ”

"Damn, I don't believe in this evil yet, watch me go and smash all those broken jars on it."

After that, Wang Qiang picked up the sapper shovel and got up and ran to the four vats.

Lin Yi hurriedly reached out and grabbed his arm, and found that Wang Qiang's face suddenly changed, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Lao Lin, look, those piles, are they Ming weapons?"

Wang Qiang pointed to the dark corner in front of him and shouted.

"We've all seen it just now, what's the magic weapon here?"

"You let go, I'm not mistaken, it's definitely Ming ware, gold and silverware, porcelain, all kinds of antique calligraphy and paintings, you let me go and take a look!"

Wang Qiang wanted to shake off Lin Yi's arm with all his might.

Lin Yi stuck his wrist with a tiger's mouth.

"Lao Wang, look at me!"

Where can Wang Qiang still care about him now? I just want to hug that bunch of "bright weapons".

"If it's a brother, you just let it go, or don't blame me for being unkind!"

Wang Qiang turned his face, and his expression became extremely hideous and terrifying.

Qian Sheng prostrate on the ground, hugged Wang Qiang's ankles tightly with both hands, and shouted hard in his mouth:

"Lin Ye, he is resentful, arousing the 'greed' in his heart, it's useless to say anything now" Before he finished speaking, Qian Sheng's expression also changed.

"You just don't measure your own strength, and the Dharma is boundless, how can you young people figure it out? Everything is an obsession, let it go, let it go! ”

After speaking, Qian Sheng actually let go of his hands and meditated cross-legged.

Wang Qiang's side desperately broke free, almost exerted all the strength of his body, and when he saw that he was about to lose control, Lin Yi slashed at Wang Qiang's back erection neck with a knife, and Wang Qiang fell to the ground in response.

Wang Qiang's resentment entered his body, arousing the "greed" in his heart;

Qian Sheng's resentment entered his body, arousing the "infatuation" in his heart;

Looking at the mess in front of him, expounding various methods, and touching his blind spot, Lin Yi couldn't help but feel a nameless fire in his heart.

Just when he wanted to scold and vent his frustration, a cool breath suddenly came from his back, refreshing his heart.

Relieved him from that furious mood.

Lin Yi secretly screamed, "It's so dangerous!" ”。

I was almost aroused by this nihilistic resentment just now, and once I was swayed by this emotion, the consequences were unimaginable.

And where did this clear breath that saved him from danger come from?

"Could it be the picture of the 'Nine Stars in Alignment' behind it?"

(End of chapter)