And release eight million hungry ghosts from hell? I think you are a stupid idiot.
Black Glasses didn't speak, but walked directly past Zhang Qiling, who was still looking at the mural, and walked inside.
He really didn't want to antagonize other people, he just simply wanted to antagonize Zhang Haiyan.
But Zhang Haiyan didn't know, and naturally neither did the others. They were still wondering that this black man was really as moody as the legend. He was obviously smiling just now, but now he scolded them for being crazy.
Black Glasses glanced at the mural with eight million evil spirits escaping, and the mural with Mu Lian carrying his mother on his back. After thinking for a while, he suddenly opened his mouth to explain.
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva once said that if hell is not empty, he will not become a Buddha. In order to save his mother, Mu Lian released eight million evil ghosts from hell. It is also said that Huang Chao is the reincarnation of Tingting, the mount of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who killed eight hundred people. All in order to capture the eight million evil spirits who escaped from hell and were reincarnated."
After finishing speaking, Black Glasses turned back with a smile: "Plus the soul-returning stone tablet at the door, hehehehe."
He said half and left half, leaving room for everyone's imagination.
I have to say that he is really good at teasing people.
The tomb passage is extremely long, with a turning every few dozen meters. According to their pace, they walked at least a thousand meters, but they still didn't see any tombs in front of them, and the murals were still full of various evil ghosts with no end in sight.
A waiter rubbed his arms and whispered: "Don't you think it's getting colder here? Could it be..."
This means that half of the technique is retained, and half of it is probably learned from Black Glasses on the spot. But as soon as these words came out, everyone started to automatically pick up the next sentence.
Could there be a ghost?
Zhang Haiyan even retracted her head.
But after a while, she suddenly remembered that she was a ghost, why should she be afraid?
So the head came out again.
Although Liu Qiao also thought so, he still said stubbornly: "Don't fucking fart, why is it cold? I think you have kidney deficiency."
The black glasses also cooperated and turned around and smiled at them: "No, it's just cold. This is the atmosphere that a horror story should have."
After walking for more than half an hour, Zhang Qiling suddenly stopped and looked at the mural on the wall with a slight frown.
There are still endless ghosts on the murals.
"Why don't you leave?" Zhou Ran asked confusedly.
Liu Qiao didn't know either, so he immediately came to Black Glasses' side.
"Mute..." He wanted to say why the mute man stopped. As soon as the word "mute" came out of his mouth, he felt that it was not a good idea to say it. After all, he only talked less and was not really mute. After thinking about it, he said again: "Brother Zhang discovered that What happened?"
Black Glasses nodded: "Don't you feel that this tomb passage is extra long?"
"It's a bit long." Liu Qiao said embarrassedly. My feet hurt when I walked.
Zhang Qiling took out his dagger and scratched the gap between the two murals, bringing out a hint of red.
He put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, frowning slightly.
Perhaps he was afraid that they wouldn't understand, so he explained it specially: "There is something stuck behind the wall."
If you knock it hard, you can see that the stone plate moves slightly, but I don't know what is holding the flap tightly.
Liu Qiao asked: "Brother Zhang, is there a passage behind this, right?"
Zhang Qiling nodded.
"Come on, smash it open." Liu Qiao greeted and took a step back. Two guys in the team took out short-handled hammers and smashed the mural.
After hammering down, the two felt a strange feeling in their hands, as if there was something soft behind it.
Zhang Qiling looked at the blood that began to seep out along the gap, and suddenly realized something.
"etc."
As he spoke, he used a dagger to remove the gap in the flap, then turned his head and shouted.
"blind."
Black Glasses understood that he was asking for help.
After Black Glasses used a dagger to pry open the gap, Zhang Qiling directly inserted his two long fingers into the gap, rubbed along the gap a few times, and then stabbed hard.
There was the sound of heavy objects falling from behind the stone slab.
Black Glasses and Zhang Qiling looked at each other, and then they reached out and pushed the stone slab.
I saw that the stone slab that could not be moved suddenly turned over and opened a gap.
Then they saw the thing blocking the flap.
Turns out to be a half-dead person.
The man's face was gnawed with bloody flesh. From the bloody fingerprints at the gap and his fingers that were almost crushed by the pinch, it can be guessed that it was his fingers that got stuck in the flap just now.
It seems that he is stuck on it by hugging the flip board.
But the strange thing is that they can see that his chest is still rising slightly.
I don’t know if I’m lucky or unlucky to be alive after being chewed like this.
Black Glasses glanced at Liu Qiao and saw him staring at that person in silence.
Zhang Qiling pressed his fingers on the man's neck, and then breathed again.
Looking at his slightly heaving chest, his brows furrowed more and more tightly, and finally he looked at the black glasses.
The person is dying.
Zhang Haiyan couldn't understand what Brother Zhang meant.
The black glasses seemed to understand. They looked at each other. You looked at me and I looked at you.
Zhang Haiyan suddenly let out a cry.
[Hey~ winking and flirting! 】
Liu Qiao and the others, who had not heard Zhang Haiyan's movement since they got off, suddenly heard this strange whimpering sound that sounded like excitement and whining.
If Black Glasses hadn't brought Zhang Haiyan out and gave her a brain-shattering blow in front of them.
These guys might take out their guns and turn the man on the ground into a briquette.
The murals on this corridor seem to be a continuation of the previous murals.
The picture shows the process of the Huangchao Uprising.
Zhou Ran asked quietly.
"Brother Six, isn't this the real Huang Chao Tomb?"
Liu Qiao shook his head: "How the hell did I know."
Not long after leaving, Zhang Qiling found a flap again. When he walked in, he found that the mural here had changed again and turned into a picture of ascending to immortality.
But the man who was ascending to immortality looked a little strange, as if he was not a living person, and he was holding a lotus-like heart in his hands.
"Eight Jewels Lotus Heart."
Zhang Qiling didn't know why these words came to mind when he saw this thing.
What made them even more confused was that Zhang Haiyan, who had always been in the pocket of black glasses, disappeared at some point.
