Chapter Twenty-Three: The Perilous Cemetery

Liu Ruxiang said in a deep voice: "This story has been circulated throughout the Zhuangjia area, but there is another theory. It was the robbers who killed Wei Chongping, or took him hostage to the cave and used Wei Chongping's blood to attract the human skin turtle, but the human skin turtle saw the robber and did not lead the way around, and the turtle was also killed. ”

After listening to this story, I sighed in my heart.

I didn't expect that today, hundreds of years later, this kind of magical story will be played out again in myself.

But when I think about it, I have a question in my mind.

"Master, you said that you need to use human blood to open the door, but why does Meng Lao Er use your blood, does this have anything to do with you?"

Liu Ruxiang sighed: "That's right, this is most likely the burial place of the ancestors of my Yumen Liu family." Therefore, only with the blood of descendants can the human skin turtle be hooked, and the gate can be opened. ”

"It's also my first time here, and I didn't expect it to be my Liu family's cemetery."

Seeing that I was puzzled, Liu Ruxiang continued to explain that the Liu clan ritual law stipulates that when women participate in funeral ceremonies, they can only be at home, and they cannot follow the funeral procession to the cemetery. Moreover, this is generally the case in various places, even if it is a daughter, she cannot send her dead father to the cemetery, and she can only go to the grave when she is clear.

I nodded, recalling the white events I had participated in before, and most of the women stayed in the mourning hall to mourn, and indeed did not follow to the grave.

"The thief broke into the tomb for some reason, but it was not a good thing. Ask Shan, now I must catch that Meng Lao Er, otherwise it will damage the feng shui of my ancestral land, and even the luck of the family will be disturbed. ”

Liu Ruxiang said, handed me the last dagger from his backpack, and took a few iron sticks for the practice and took me to the depths.

Before, my neck was held by a knife, and I didn't dare to have any superfluous thoughts, and I didn't even look at this space. At this moment, I can't help but be shocked.

The space is about thirty or forty meters long and wide, and about two people high, and the walls are paved with black long stone, which is tightly fitting and indestructible.

There is a flower curtain tent on the top, on which a large number of ancient Zhuang scriptures are written in red and yellow, and there are all kinds of rare and exotic animal patterns on the side, which are lifelike, and the walls are also covered with silk and satin, and the colors are bright. There are many vivid portraits of people, about 20 or so, the painting paper is of different colors, some have been covered with mildew, some of the paper is yellowed, some of the paint is off, and some are very new, as if they were hung up for a short time.

Looking down further, there are many high-colored clay statues of one-man gods on the side of the wall, with fangs and claws and hideous faces, and there are solemn treasures sitting cross-legged. Many of them are familiar faces, and I am not unfamiliar with them, and I have seen many of them on Master's portraits of gods.

In fact, the ground under our feet is quite peculiar, it is a layer of soft ashes, and there are many small yellow-white paper scraps that are not completely burned on the side, and a puff of dust will float when you step on it.

As for the source of these ashes, you can understand by looking at the several huge copper braziers placed on the ground in the center, and it is estimated that they are all ashes left by burning paper from ancient times to the present.

I was feeling that Liu's incense was vigorous, so Liu Ruxiang grabbed my sleeve and led me to the depths of this space.

Not far away, there was a large hole one man high, and the flashlight shone through it, and it turned out to be an iron chain bridge hanging in the sky in the dark, which was the road to the bottom.

I immediately stopped and looked at Liu Ruxiang, who was already half a foot on the chain bridge, trembling.

A flashlight shines under the chain bridge, all of which are craggy and rocky, about more than ten meters high from the bridge deck, if you fall, you will definitely break your head and bleed.

The bridge was so long and narrow that I didn't dare to step on it.

"Little bunny, don't be cowardly, you come over to me!" Liu Ruxiang scolded me.

I reluctantly walked over step by step, and was about to cry: "I...... I'm afraid. ”

"What are you afraid of, close your eyes, I'll pull you and take you over."

This chain bridge must be crossed, and I can't play a temper anymore, so I did as Liu Ruxiang said, closed my eyes, and stretched out my hand.

After a few seconds, a thin hand as warm as jade grabbed my wrist and clenched it tightly. I was still scared in my heart, so I simply grabbed Liu Ruxiang's hand with my other hand, so that her hand grabbed my hand, and my hand grabbed her hand again, and I suddenly felt steady.

In addition, Liu Ruxiang's hands are very tender, there is no trace of excess fat, the back of the hand is slightly cold, and the palm is warm.

My eyes secretly opened and I saw Liu Ruxiang's face with an expression of wanting to eat people, glaring at me.

I immediately closed my eyes, confused, and a little puzzled, why did I have such a reaction, so strange.

Soon, Liu Ruxiang was ready, and asked me to follow her closely and not move my body.

I was like a blind man, Liu Ruxiang was my crutch, and with a little movement under my feet, I immediately stepped on the chain bridge. The deck of the bridge is covered with wooden planks, and every time you step on it, it makes a creaking sound, and it is very soft and a little untenable.

But after all, Liu Ruxiang is holding it, and I can't see the surrounding scene with my eyes closed, so my heart is also stable.

But halfway down the road, all of a sudden, the chain bridge under my feet began to tremble, and before I could react, there was a violent shaking.

I was so frightened by this sudden attack that I immediately opened my eyes, and saw a figure standing at the end of the chain bridge, it was Meng Lao Er.

He dragged the iron rope and swayed it vigorously from side to side, obviously trying to shake Liu Ruxiang and me down.

I was annoyed in my heart, and I was scared at the same time, so I hugged Liu Ruxiang tightly, my chest was pressed against her back, and I didn't dare to leave half a step.

"Stop!" Liu Ruxiang shouted, and threw out an iron skewer that she had held in her hand before.

A flash of silver light flashed, and the iron skewer hit Meng Laoer's calf, and he screamed in pain, and immediately shook it even harder.

Maybe it's because of me, Liu Ruxiang didn't stand firm, and the bumpy chain bridge shook the two of us down in an instant. I was the most unlucky, my ass seemed to be pierced into a nail on the bridge deck, and my hand let go with a cry of pain.

"Ahh

"Help!"

Liu Ruxiang gritted her teeth, grabbed me with one hand, and threw out an iron stick again with the other hand.

This time, it hit Meng Laoer's face, and he immediately howled and fled behind him.