Of course, this issue is outside Lin Yi's research scope.
The reality before us is that in the later stages of the Jingjue Kingdom, the national treasury was tight and it could not make ends meet, so it had no choice but to take out the "coffin book" to continue to accumulate wealth and maintain the foundation of its rule.
According to legends and some historical records:
"If you climb the Liangfeng Mountain, your soul will be immortal; if you climb the Hanging Garden, you will be able to channel spirits and control the wind and rain; and finally, if you climb the Heaven Realm, you will become an eternal fairy!"
The kings of these countries in the Western Regions sent their relatives to the "Mountain of Cool Wind" and watched helplessly as they experienced the "treatment" that Queen Jingjue gave her before her death.
Watching them disappear, watching them emerge, hoping that they will ascend to the "hanging garden" and finally be ranked among the immortals.
It's a pity that these are all empty delusions.
"That means this is not the so-called Queen Jingjue's mausoleum at all. Where else is the real mausoleum?"
"Will they, like other small countries in the Western Region, place their monarch's tomb underground in the city? Only by finding the ancient city of Jingjue can we find the tomb of Queen Jingjue?"
Lin Yi shook his head.
"This is an excellent Feng Shui treasure cave and the center of the entire Feng Shui array. There is also such a snake-eye cistanche sitting there. They have no reason to abandon this place and look elsewhere.
We’ve almost explored here, so let’s continue to the upper level to have a look. "
After Lin Yi finished speaking, he came to Wang Qiang's side.
He is still immersed in the "illusion" and can't extricate himself. He is enjoying it very much and smacking his lips from time to time.
It seems that in the fantasy world, not only are there beautiful women to accompany them, but they also have enough food and wine to take care of them.
"Lao Wang, Lao Wang, sweet dreams must eventually wake up. Otherwise, you will die in the illusion like the person in the coffin."
Lin Yi muttered softly, squatted down, motioned for everyone to disperse, and took out a slender silver needle from his backpack, which was more than two inches long.
This thing itself was used to detect poisons in post-mortems. Now he was holding it in his hand and spinning it quickly, making the tip of the silver needle slowly warm up.
Then he found the Baihui point on Wang Qiang's head and inserted it bit by bit.
Wang Qiang was completely unaware, still immersed in his sweet dream.
The silver needle went a third of the way in. Lin Yi took out a candle and lit it, then held it at the end of the needle and slowly heated it.
The scalp and hair at the injection site began to smell burnt, and Wang Qiang's body began to react.
His eyebrows began to frown, and his teeth gritted.
His hands also began to slowly clench from a relaxed state.
"Consultant Lin, will this Qiangzi be okay?"
Li Li stepped forward and asked in a low voice with concern.
"The silver needle stimulated his cerebral cortex, causing him to have a painful emotion from his self-awareness, which conflicted with the joyful emotion in the current 'illusion'. At the moment when his self-awareness recovered, in his ear, he shouted Name him, say the words that matter most to him, and you can call him back.”
"Why does this sound a bit like what the goddess in the village did when I was a kid? It seems to be called 'Calling Hun'er' among the people?"
Lin Yi smiled and nodded.
"Absolutely. It's just that this one is more complicated. You have to use needles to help him break away from the 'Nightmare Curse', and then 'Calling Hun'er' to really get him out of danger."
At this moment, everyone around him seemed to understand and stepped aside.
All the netizens in the live broadcast room were interested.
"The anchor is really not an ordinary person, he can even deal with such evil things!"
"It seems like this thing isn't that mysterious. It's just a matter of the anchor giving it a shot."
Lin Yi took advantage of Wang Qiang's awakening of self-awareness to interact with netizens:
"This is not simple. The dream state created by the 'Nightmare Curse' is one of debauchery and debauchery. It will keep you immersed in this environment until your body functions completely shut down, and then you die in the illusion.
Just like the mummy found in the coffin just now, he starved to death.
The most terrifying thing is that the illusion created by this 'nightmare curse' can be superimposed. "
"Superposition?"
"Can this thing be stacked?"
Everyone on and off the screen has the same question.
Lin Yi nodded.
"Have you ever seen "Inception"? Actually, it's a bit similar to this.
If the person who has been cursed is only hit by one level, it is relatively easy to solve the problem provided that the medium of the caster is found.
If he superimposes two or even three layers, it will be very difficult to handle.
For example, Lao Wang's current situation is that he is in this illusion, sleepless and excited, and it is not over until he runs out of energy.
If he lay down and had another dream in this illusion and entered a dream within an illusion, this would be the second level.
By analogy, the more layers there are, the harder it is to unravel. "
When everyone suddenly realized, Wang Qiang's painful reaction suddenly stopped.
He once again returned to his previous expression of lewdness and enjoyment.
"It's broken! There is more than one curse in Lao Wangzhong!"
Lin Yi quickly blew out the candle and took out the silver needle from his Baihui point.
A little bit of black and red blood came out from the pinhole.
Wang Qiang squeaked twice more and returned to his previous state.
"how so?"
Lin Yi couldn't help but ask himself.
When he entered the coffin just now and was affected by the "Nightmare Curse", he only had a dream.
Although those scenes made him extremely reluctant to let go, in the end reason prevailed.
I came prepared, but I almost got caught. Wang Qiang, who went in carelessly, might have been hit by a double curse.
"Now I can only wait until he wakes up from the second illusion, so that I can have a chance to save him with acupuncture again. This thing is like a combination lock. If you press the wrong key, it will be completely locked, and Lao Wang will die. I’ll never wake up again.”
Abdu stepped forward and glanced at Wang Qiang, then came to Lin Yi:
"Since we can't solve it for the time being, it's not an option for us to waste time here. How about we just carry him and look for a way out while waiting for Brother Hadron to wake up?"
Lin Yi thought about it again and again. This was already the safest way at the moment.
So he nodded, Li Li and Abdu carefully lifted the coffin board, and the other two Lan Yun team members were ready to take turns at any time.
Bai Lu and Lin Yi led the way, followed by several experts and assistants.
The group of people walked to the end of the hall, and a moss-covered staircase appeared in front of them.
It is winding and winding, and no one has set foot on it for many years.
Everyone stepped up cautiously and continued to the area where the light below could not cover it. Bai Lu turned on the flashlight and was about to take a step when she was grabbed by Lin Yi.
"Watch your step!"
Bai Lu lowered her head and saw that the winding stairs ended abruptly here.
The clouds and mountains below were shrouded in mist, and the water vapor was rising, making it impossible to see the details.
The main hall on the second floor was brightly lit, but it was still higher up, at least a few hundred meters away from their visual inspection.
There was nothing around to draw strength from, and there were no vines or branches for them to climb on.
"Is it possible that they really became immortals and flew over here in the clouds and mist?"
(End of chapter)
