Yin Shi refers to the hours between three and five o'clock in the morning.

Until this time period, the old man with the ghost hand had been gesturing where he was.

It wasn't until the end of the hour that the sound of the incantation in his mouth gradually increased, and finally he slammed the snake-headed mahogany hand on the ground at the top of the mountain.

Then a magical scene appeared, and many of the gravel on the top of the mountain began to dance up and down regularly, and the people who watched were dazzled.

And the snake on the head of the snake and the snake on the wooden hand was actually 'alive'.

I was dumbfounded and speechless when I watched this scene.

It was a three-flowered blue-eyed snake more than a meter long, and it slowly slipped down from the mahogany hand in front of all of us.

As the core of the three-flowered blue-eyed snake spit out, I smelled a somewhat dizzying fragrance.

This peculiar fragrance is like the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, but it is not all, because the unique fishy smell of snakes is also mixed in it.

I looked around at the people around me and noticed that each of them had different expressions on their faces, but they didn't make much movement, looking ahead and watching the ghost-handed old man operate.

Uncle Yan sat on the big stone next to him and closed his eyes to recuperate, as if none of this had anything to do with him.

The three-flowered blue-eyed snake turned its head to look at us as it slid to the ground.

At this glance, I noticed that a slit had been cracked in the forehead of the three-flowered blue-eyed snake, and a touch of blood red flashed one after another.

When I saw the red light appear, my mind suddenly buzzed, and the whole world seemed to be quiet.

All that left in my mind was the figure of the three-flowered blue-eyed snake.

My God?

Is that the snake's third eye?

There is a snake with three eyes in this world?

If it weren't for the ticking sound of the watch on my wrist, I wouldn't even think I belonged to this world.

It was when the snake disappeared from all of our sight that the entire mountain forest began to slowly rise with a burst of mist.

In the past hour, visibility has been reduced to less than a meter.

The others had already reacted, only I was still in a daze.

Finally, Uncle Yan sat down next to me, patted me on the shoulder and said, "When we first met, you were also in this state. ”

"The entrance to the Shuyi tomb is difficult to find, even if there are map coordinates, it is still a general direction, and the geomagnetic environment here is different from what we have seen in the past."

"At this time, relying on feng shui positioning is no longer feasible......"

I slowly turned my head to look at Uncle Yan, and swallowed my saliva at the same time before I asked.

"Uncle Yan, is that old man a ghost? He summoned this mist? ”

"And what's the matter with the snake?"

Uncle Yan glanced at me and said, "You only need to care about what you need to care about, what are you so curious about other people's affairs?" ”

"After entering the Shuyi Tomb, even if I don't say a lot of things, you can understand five or six points."

I looked at the black figure that was already blurred in my vision and said, "Then what is he still doing there now, and when are we going down?" ”

Uncle Yan didn't speak, and went straight into his sleeping bag.

When he closed his eyes, he waved at me.

"Sleep, when you wake up, the road will be open!"

After Uncle Yan finished speaking, he began to snore almost instantly, and Ah Lai and Leng Yue were keeping vigil one after the other.

No one cared if I was going to sleep or not, and no one told me to go to vigil.

Everything around me seemed so weird and abnormal, and the discomfort made me feel even more uncomfortable.

With this in mind, I couldn't sleep in my sleeping bag.

In this way, it was more than eight o'clock in the morning, and everyone got up one after another.

I packed my backpack and came to Uncle Yan's side.

Before he could speak, Uncle Yan pointed to the location of a triangular mouth not far from our mountain.

"It's over there, let's go......"

I didn't see the old man with the ghost's hands, but the air was filled with the strange smell of yesterday.

But when I asked them if they smelled the same thing as me, they all shook their heads.

Da Zhuang also put away his smiling expression, and told me with a serious face that those were all warm-ups before, and the real show had just begun.

I thought that Da Zhuang was scaring me again, but when I really experienced these so-called good things, it left a lot of shadows in my heart.

We used the hook lock to choose to go fishing directly from the cliff, and I was helped by Da Zhuang and Uncle Yan in turn before stepping on the ground.

I don't want to say much about the hardships along the way, but anyway we came down.

And the old man with the ghost hand was already waiting for us under a tree not far away.

When he saw us coming down, he didn't speak, but kept playing with the weird three-eyed snake in his hand.

As long as the snake core is swallowed in a certain direction, we go in a certain direction.

There were a lot of turns in the middle, and we simply ate some dry food in the middle, and finally arrived at the end of this time at one o'clock in the afternoon.

After passing through a small but eerie dead forest, we were greeted by a small basin at the bottom of this triangular mountain stream.

Looking down from where we were, we could see a lot of broken branches and trees, as well as the remains of statues of something.

The ghost-handed old man glanced at Uncle Yan and said in a low voice, "This is it, the entrance should be in the most central place." ”

I followed the direction of the old man's finger, and it was the area with the most statues, and I couldn't see anything else.

But when we look at the mountains around us, they are almost exactly the same as in our photos.

It's as if the road maps were drawn by the ancients standing in about the same place as us.

And the central point is the basin beneath our feet.

Uncle Yan glanced at Ah Lai beside him and asked, "Is the hook lock enough?" ”

Ah Lai snorted, directly untied the oversized backpack on his body, and took out all the things inside.

I saw a modified Luoyang shovel, and a collapsible triangular cone, and the rest was the rope.

And the woman Leng Yue's backpack was full of some dry food, and Qi Dachuan's backpack was full of flares, some deworming medicines, and two pistols.

Da Zhuang has some weapons, machetes and other things.

And, of course, an empty backpack, as well as a bottle of scarlet liquid.

I knew it was the blood of the big nine-tailed rooster.

My grandfather said when I was very young that although the sand digging officer and the gold school captain are both official thieves.

However, the technical behavior is different, and the captain will always have candles and black donkey hooves.

One is to find out whether there is enough oxygen underground, and the fire source is the best thing.

Second, it is used to prevent the corpse fraud, and it is said that the black donkey's hooves have a significant effect.

But Grandpa scoffed at this, saying that if the black donkey's hooves worked, Captain Touching Gold would not be almost extinct.

As for our Taosha officer, I heard from my grandfather that there used to be a Taosha seal as a proof of identity, but now the real Taosha seal has been lost.

Many sand diggers use cinnabar as a substitute for warding off evil spirits.

There are also those who directly use the blood of the nine-tailed rooster to defend against zombies, which is often referred to as zongzi.

Uncle Yan was talking to the old man about his next step, and I was helping Ah Lai fix the rope so we could go down.

As for the gas masks, only two sets were in Uncle Yan's backpack.

When everything was ready, the old man with the ghost hand was the first to climb down with the rope.

Seeing that she is not young, she speaks slowly, but her hand is no worse than us young people.

With a vertical height of twenty or thirty meters, the bottom has already been reached in less than a minute.

Because it was located in a jungle basin, the visibility below was not high, and it was not until the flashlight below flashed a few rays that Uncle Yan beckoned us to go down.

Originally, Uncle Yan meant to let me wait on it, and it was naturally impossible for me to agree.

He also refuted Uncle Yan and said that this is just a relic of a tribe that I don't know what dynasty, and it is not a catacomb, so it is definitely impossible to let me go down now.

As soon as we went down, I instantly sensed a potential danger in the air around me.

This crisis may also be an illusion of tension that I have about the environment here.

But with every step I take, I feel like I'm burred all over my body.

The smell of the strange snake in the air was gone, replaced by the smell of rotting grass and mud.

At the same time, you will smell a very light smell of blood, which is not always there.

But it's uncomfortable.

"Everyone be careful, the people of Shu Yi make good use of the ancient Shu secret arts, although they are extinct, they still have to be cautious here......"