The world is infinite, but since I went to the tomb, the strange insects and monsters in this underground have already subverted the laws of nature, transcended Darwin's theory of evolution, and ravaged my three views. Hundreds and thousands of bloody corpses are rushing like a torrent, and colorful spiritual insects are like ghosts and monsters. Now we encounter the confusing "mourning cry", which really makes us suffer a lot.
To use Zhang Sanju's words, Faqiuzhi and I were not cursed by the mourning cry, but if I wanted to destroy the black puppet, I would definitely be resented by the mourning cry. This sinister wind blew across my back, It was so cold that I couldn't help but shiver.
The dark green flashlight in my hand flickered a few times and went out. The space suddenly became dark, and I couldn't see my fingers. My hand gripped the handle of the small submachine gun tighter.
Leng Buding heard Jia Ziqi curse in a low voice from behind: "Grandma's big sweet potato, Lao Guo, have you eaten it so bad? Your fucking farts really stink, oh, I'll go."
After three women falsely accused me of farting, what did I do? I immediately scolded him: "Which eye on your butt saw me farting? Don't fire off serial bombs randomly. I always keep my door shut and my mouth closed." Fang, could it be that your aunt leaked the information and wanted to put the blame on someone else, you little sweet potato, I have long since realized that you are nothing."
Anyway, I'm not cursed, so it doesn't matter if the ghost is by my side. It's just the right time to avenge him for the sneak attack in Fei Long's shop. Seeing that he remained silent, I couldn't help but feel smug that I had the upper hand, so I wanted to take advantage of the victory and go straight to Huanglong to see if he would dare to talk back in the future.
As soon as I opened my mouth, a strange odor that could penetrate into my internal organs without sniffing immediately hit my mouth. As soon as I smelled it, poof, it really stank. The stench was to an extreme, like the smell of sour farts and stinky feet, with a disgusting burnt smell in between.
This burnt smell immediately caused me to stop all movements. It immediately reminded me of the dream they had had. A burnt corpse stared into their eyes, its mouth opened and closed, and their ears You can hear the sad and sad cries.
My heart was beating fast. The burning smell was so close. Could it be that the burnt corpse was right in front of me?
Just when I thought of this, I was suddenly stuck in my breath, and I couldn't breathe for a moment. Then my ears buzzed, and a sad woman's cry echoed in my ears, slowly getting into my heart, making me I suddenly felt a sense of despair, thinking that if I was living in such pain, I might as well just die.
I felt in my heart that I should have been sealed in a coffin by mourning. Suddenly there was a loud creaking sound from the direction of the bronze door not far away, which was very harsh. Suddenly a whirlwind blew around me, and the stinky smell gradually dissipated. The twist-type flashlight in my hand flashed twice and then lit up again.
At that moment, I felt like I was walking in a coffin. The people in front of me were all wide-eyed with shock. Their foreheads were dripping with sweat, especially the donkey-legged face that had turned into the color of pig liver, purple. The inside was red. I imagine that a very nervous person like him would not be afraid of turning into such a bear color. It must be due to lack of oxygen.
I immediately turned to look at the bronze door and found that it had been opened, revealing a black gap that could only be passed by one person. It was dark inside and seemed inexplicably depressing.
Um? I immediately turned my head back again, because it seemed that there were missing people. I turned my head around and counted, and suddenly my heart was shocked. Two people were missing!
Faqiuzhi and Zhang Sanju are missing!
Jiazijie and the Zhang family were shocked when they saw me counting heads. We tacitly illuminated the group of black coffins with flashlights and started counting the coffins, one, two, three...
Because the coffins were arranged so neatly, I could quickly figure out the result by just counting the rows and columns and then multiplying them. This time I counted one hundred and one coffins, two more than the original ninety-nine, which matched the missing ones Fa Qiuzhi and Zhang Sanji! Could it be that someone as powerful as Faqiuzhi was sealed in a coffin?
I said: "One hundred and one, what about you?"
Ah Xiu's face didn't look good at this time. She looked at me in horror and said, "One hundred and two."
I looked at Jiazijie and the Zhang family again, and they all said one hundred and two one after another. Just then my head suddenly jumped, there was still one person missing! There is one person we have been neglecting, Scarface! How could we forget about him from beginning to end, and neither of us even noticed. Everyone was shocked when I asked Scarface. Sure enough, no one expected that after such a long time, everyone would collectively ignore the existence of a person.
Zhang Baifeng winked at the younger Zhang family member with thin eyebrows. He immediately ran to the white tent to check, but found nothing. Now three people are missing, so why are there only two more coffins? Where is the other person?
I was scratching my head and thinking wildly when I accidentally saw a black face facing me inside the bronze door. I was so frightened that I jumped so high. Axiu and Zhang Bailing were also very frightened by me. Jiazi My legs asked me what was wrong, and I pointed at the weird black face.
At this time, Lily Zhang waved to everyone and said, "That's the clan leader, he asked us to come over."
Hair mound finger? Oh, that's right, he was wearing a black mask, and he was so frightened that he mistakenly thought he was a burnt black man crying. Wherever he is, it is a pure land where all ghosts and monsters have retreated. I hurriedly ran to him like a child looking for a hug from its mother.
Jiazi Leg scolded me behind my back that I was worthless. Zhang Baifeng ordered: "We don't need the tent anymore. Hurry up and pack your things and go into battle lightly."
I was about to get into the bronze door with my flashlight when I heard a loud voice shouting: "Don't touch the bronze door!"
I quickly turned my body and shot in. I bumped into a black coffin with a loud bang, and my mind was suddenly confused. I took a closer look and saw that this was an arched passage with traces of shallow grooves. It can be concluded that this was manually planed in ancient times, and the cross-section and shape inside are consistent with the size of the bronze door. This oily black coffin was pressed against the bronze door. It was pushed out nearly two meters by a strong force, leaving a white mark on the ground.
This coffin is very different from the ones outside. It is a whistle coffin carved with peonies. A palm-sized black hole is opened in the middle of the triangle, just like a vivid fish eye.
Everyone carefully walked into the bronze door, and when they heard the sharp roar from Faqiu Zhi just now, they all acted with caution.
Seeing everyone come in, Faqiu Zhi held up the ancient bronze sword with one hand and pressed it against the bronze door. When he exerted force, the bronze door creaked and merged into one.
My mind turned and I felt something was wrong. I suddenly remembered that Zhang Sanju hadn't told me the whereabouts of grandma's ashes, so I asked Faqiuzhi, "What? You don't care about Zhang Sanju? Then you don't care about your man Scarface missing." Already?"
Faqiu pointed his finger at the whistle hole on the coffin head and said: "It is very dangerous outside the bronze door. During the day, everything is peaceful, but at night, corpses are raised and trouble occurs."
According to his words, it is already dark now, a time to blow out the lamp and pull out the wax, and to avoid ghosts. He looked at me and continued: "Zhang Sanju broke the clan rules and should be executed. Now that he is sealed in a coffin, it saves me the trouble of doing anything. As for Lu Asan, our relationship is just an employment relationship."
It turns out that Scarface's name is Lu Asan. This guy is too deep in the city. He was A Xiu's person in the front, but now it turns out that he is the person of Fa Qiu Zhi. Now Fa Qiu Zhi says it is an employment relationship. Who is he? It’s really hard to figure it out for a while.
I pointed at Fa Qiu and said, "My grandma's ashes are still in Zhang Sanju's hands. If he dies, what will happen to the whereabouts of my grandma's ashes?"
"Your grandma?" Faqiu Zhi was inexplicably surprised.
Jiazi kicked me and said, "Silly sweet potato, it has been returned to its original owner a long time ago."
I looked at him puzzled and asked him what happened. He said that he knocked me unconscious and loaded me into the car. Before Zhang Sanju left, he had already given your dear grandma’s ashes to the fat man. The dragon has probably been laid to rest long ago. Furthermore, it was not my intention to take your grandma's ashes, but to get you to join the gang and be buried in the grave.
I was very happy after hearing this, and went to see another person involved, Axiu. I put myself in someone else's shoes and thought about whose grandma's ashes were stolen and who would not feel uncomfortable. She looked into my eyes and nodded seriously. I could tell she wasn't lying to me. I thought to myself that Zhang Sanju was not too immoral, which made me feel that I shouldn't have to kill him.
Zhang Baihe wanted to put his hand into the cavity of the whistle coffin to crack the mechanism and open the coffin lid, but was stopped by Faqiu Zhi. While Zhang Baifa groped for a few times on the coffin, he said strangely: "The corpse of a female is buried in this coffin. She was a well-known camp prostitute when she was alive. The prostitute's name was Red Peony. The camp prostitute comes from the suppression of the Han Dynasty." The distribution system was adopted by many later dynasties."
I was immediately confused as a monk and asked in a confused manner: "What is this?"
Zhang Baifa's cheeks twitched twice, and he smiled bitterly: "Brother Guo, don't you know about this thing, camp prostitutes? They are ancient military prostitutes who rewarded officers and soldiers in the military camp. Their main functions are to 'present their skills, present themselves, and stay with them'." Over the course of history, it has developed into the current form of comfort women.”
As soon as he explained it, I unconsciously felt a little embarrassed, so I quickly changed the subject and said, "How did she die?"
Zhang Baifa said: "She was a camp prostitute in Cao Cao's military camp. Later, when she was building the Qinglong Ghost Palace, she was trampled by drunken tomb builders and burned to death. But this is a treasure cave full of Yin energy, and because of her grudges, she It was too deep, and she turned into a zombie and cried, killing ninety-five craftsmen. It was not until the then head of the Faqiu faction came forward that she was sealed in this coffin."
I walked up to Zhang Baifa and took a look, and sure enough, the dark coffin was engraved with dense epitaphs, but the fonts were very small, which showed how good Zhang Jiafa's fingering skills were.
Faqiuzhi interrupted our conversation and said, "It's not a good place to stay here for a long time." After saying that, he leaned forward, flashed his arm quickly, and there was a clicking sound inside the coffin. Could it be that the mechanism was destroyed like this in less than a second? opened?
I was wondering when suddenly the coffin lid was pushed up suddenly, and at the same time a stench of burnt corpses hit my nostrils.
