However, there is still dark sand in the tray, and the compass is above the sand.
We were at the entrance of the passage just now, but the height was actually lower than here, so neither Liu Yushu nor I saw it.
"Feng Shui Master? Mr. Yin Yang?" Liu Yushu asked.
I took a deep breath and shook my head: "I don't know." I moved my eyes away from the compass and looked at the face of the mummy. What made my pupils shrink was that the mummy had no nose.
In other words, the position of its nose was cut off, leaving only two black holes, which looked very ferocious.
Moreover, his mouth is turned up, and other parts of his face also have five taboos and five unique features.
I frowned, this was actually something that puzzled me.
The craftsmen who were killed were victims, and these people who died here should have been buried with them.
How did they die from the disease?
I always wore Gray Fairy Gloves on my hands, and even as I was thinking about it, I didn’t stop what I was doing and groped around on the mummy.
When I started, the body was still shaking, almost falling down.
Soon, I searched for a few things from him.
A rolled-up parchment book, the rest is a slender stick, and several tortoise shells strung together.
I can't understand the stick, but I know the tortoise shell. It must be related to Onmyoji.
Because Jiang Pan’s Tianyuan Xiangshu contains tortoise shells.
These tortoise shells are different from Jiang Pan's. I noticed that the bottom of the tortoise shells have varying degrees of cracking marks, like burns.
"This should be Mr. Yin Yang, I don't know what school he is from." As I spoke, I handed the tortoise shell and the thin stick to Liu Yushu.
I unfolded the parchment, and there were a few small scripts written on its surface.
"Jianyuan Book of the Yin Mansion of the Seven Evils of the Golden God" My heart suddenly jumped into my throat.
Liu Yushu obviously saw these words, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Could it be that after all the twists and turns along the way, we ended up seeing the blueprints directly in the hands of Mr. Yin and Yang who was buried at the funeral? ! You know, nine times out of ten, Mr. Yin Yang is the one who designed and built this place, so who is buried here?
However, I also feel that something is wrong. There is something empty in this parchment.
I just open it.
What made my expression change again was the hollow space, because a lot of the paper pages had been torn off.
What was left was just some blank pages, and they had already turned yellow due to the erosion of the years. I moved a lot, and they fell into small pieces of paper.
I tried my best to breathe steadily, exhaled a breath, and murmured: "It's not that easy." Liu Yushu frowned, but did not speak.
I glanced at the corpse again, my eyes resting on the compass in his hand. After hesitating, I raised my hand and took off his compass.
I didn’t give Liu Yucu this thing. After all, it came into contact with black sand. If Liu Yucu came into contact with it, the gain would outweigh the loss.
I carefully cleaned the compass and made sure there was no black sand on it before putting it in my pocket.
In the hexagram, it actually said that we can't take anything with us, but now there is one thing, we haven't left yet. In addition, because we have no other choice, we can only burn the boat, either destroy this place, or I die here.
Mr. Yin and Yang's things can suppress corpses, especially the compass, which can ward off evil spirits and turn them into evil spirits.
Another point is that the root of this hexagram is Wu Wu. Only when we walk with Wu Wu will we share the same hexagram with him. Now that he has deviated from us, there is no need to consider his hexagram at all. We should regard Liu and I as Judgment is based on the fate of the curse itself.
And I don’t want to tell my fortune now, let alone Liu Yu’s.
I think Liu Yushu believes in himself more, and I don’t want to predict my results in advance, which will make me timid. In this case, I can still analyze, deduce and calculate.
"These people have some problems." Liu Yushu suddenly said: "These people have their mouths turned up a little and can't close them. Luo Shiliu is also like this now. This should be the reason why you contracted the disease after touching the black sand." I nodded as acquiescence.
"However, the problem is, why are you so weak and sick now? And these people, they didn't look weak when they died. They should also be infected with the disease. Before they died, they should be much stronger than you." Liu Yu cursed spoke again.
His words also made my heart skip a beat.
Although these people have been dead for a long time and have become mummies, upon observation, you can still see some of their faces. Although their heads are hanging down, their spines are still straight, unlike me. , it is difficult to stand up straight.
"Give me the gloves." Liu Yushu said again.
I immediately took out a spare pair of Gray Fairy gloves and handed them to Liu Yushu.
After he put it on, he began to feel around the mummy of Mr. Yin Yang.
A moment later, with a sudden tearing sound, he tore off the clothes on Mr. Yin Yang's chest.
He stood in front of the corpse, just blocking my view.
"Luo Shiliu, go and tear off the clothes on the chest of the other mummy and see what's there." Liu Yushu said quickly.
But I was confused, wondering what kind of mystery Liu Yushu was making?
No, that's not right, Liu Yushu never makes a secret, he must have discovered something!
