Seeing this grimace, the old man began to feel a little frustrated. It was not a good thing to do this door too well. Even if he tried to break the door with skill and brute force, he couldn't break it. Assuming that the entry period for this door had really passed, wouldn't everyone just stare at it? Can't get in?
While he was hesitating, Xia Houxiang's exclamation from the right side of the cave interrupted the Taoist priest with a grimace.
Xia Houxiang was also exploring around with a torch, but the young man was proud and never wanted to look down, so he kicked something on his foot while walking.
The thing was round and rolled twice on the ground after being kicked. Xia Houxiang immediately squatted down to take a closer look. He was so shocked that he jumped up again - unexpectedly, there was a human head tilted on the ground.
The grim-faced Taoist priest and others quickly gathered around, and their keen eyes immediately saw the appearance of the human head. The grim-faced Taoist priest was the first to say in surprise: "Isn't this Qiu Laohua?!"
"Yes! It's him! I haven't thought of my name yet."
"What's slippery?" Luo Laoqi has the ability to forget everything he sees, so he couldn't help asking: "Do we recognize it?"
"You damn thing, you forgot. Didn't he have the idea for the fierce fight in the underground palace earlier? Later, he escaped into the secret passage with Li Tianwen. This person was a missionary of the Five Saints, nicknamed Qiu Laohua, and He is the lama's associate that Riluo Wancai mentioned that day, and Li Tianwen."
"Oh oh oh so it's him. Sajia remembered it, but what happened to this guy? His head slipped off."
"It should have been chopped off with some blunt instrument." Xia Houyun had already turned over Qiu Laohua's head to check: "The wounds on the neck were not neat, but the Tianzhu bones (cervical vertebrae) were all broken into pieces, as if It’s like being hit by a heavy stone door.”
"Could it be that this guy couldn't get in in time, so only his body got in, but his head was squeezed out?"
"I don't think so." He Siniang retorted: "Qiu Laohua's Tianzhu bone was only broken in part. If it was pinched by the stone door, it couldn't be such a small area. The wound looks more like... It was broken by the back of the knife."
"This... was struck with the back of the knife? That's man-made, but Pindao doesn't remember whether Li Gouzi or Xu Yibai used a knife."
"Yes, the fifth son who used a knife was killed by the Sajia. Moreover, before coming down, the Sajia stabbed the big ring knife into the hole in the chest of the fifth son."
"Could it be that he encountered some mechanism?" Xia Houyun asked: "After all, it is difficult to determine the cause of Qiu Laohua's death based on just one wound."
"It's really hard to say, but what Pindao is struggling with now is not this issue, but a vague feeling that Qiu Laohua's death may have something to do with the stone platform and the stone gate next to it."
"Does the Taoist priest also suspect that Qiu Laohua was sacrificed?"
"It's not that the sacrifice is that evil. It's just that when we were in the underground palace, Pindao only met Qiu Laohua a few times, but he already knew that this person was very cunning, and it would never be his turn to do things like machine guns. On the head, the only possibility is that he was assassinated by one of his own people, so his death must be related to the opening of the Shimen, otherwise Li Tianwen and his party would be at a disadvantage in terms of manpower, so why would they kill each other at this juncture?"
"Then I have the same idea as the Taoist Priest. Since the Taoist Priest believes that Qiu Laohua's death is related to the opening of the Shimen, why do you think the Shimen was not opened because of the sacrifice of Qiu Laohua?"
"Pindao thinks this statement is too absurd. How could the Shimen be opened just because a person died?"
"It doesn't have to be a dead person. Maybe it needs a head or a body... Huh?! We talked for a long time, but where is Qiu Laohua's body?"
"..."
"The damn poor Taoist has also forgotten about this, and is here to gather his brains. Come on! Let's search separately to see if Qiu Laohua's body is nearby."
"Stop looking, I've already looked for it." Xia Houxiang interrupted at this time: "There is nothing in the cave except this head, but there is a pool of fresh blood under your feet." He pointed out. The dazed Taoist priest with a grimace.
When the grim-faced Taoist priest heard this, he was like a cat with a courgette behind its butt. He jumped up from the ground in fright, frowned and said: "You... you didn't tell me earlier!" After calming down, he found that he was under his feet. There is something different about the ground.
The grim-faced Taoist priest is very close to the stone platform. The ground nearby is stained with dark brown bloodstains like the top and bottom of the stone platform, but only the bloodstains under his feet look much fresher, even better. When you wipe it, you can still get some dark red blood.
The Taoist Priest with a grimace looked at the blood on his fingers and muttered: "This blood is still very fresh, and it probably comes from Qiu Laohua. It seems that this guy was indeed beheaded next to the stone platform."
He Siniang also knelt down and observed for a while, then stood up and asked doubtfully: "The area of the blood stain is indeed very large, but why is there not much blood? It's as if a layer of red paint was applied to the ground. Logically speaking, there should be a lot of blood spurting out from the head."
"Lao Qiu is skinny and skinny, and he doesn't have a few taels of red oil in his body." Luo Laoqi took a step forward, kicked the ground with his feet, and said, "Or maybe the blood has seeped into the ground?"
"The bottom of our feet is made of hard rock. How can blood seep in so easily?"
"Do you think this is because of the sacrifice?" He Siniang suddenly said in a confused voice: "The blood on the ground was actually sucked away by something that was sacrificed?"
"Hiss~" The grim-faced Taoist grinned and quickly replied: "Sister, do you always think that the atmosphere of our reverse fighting is not scary enough? From time to time, we have to say a few evil words. According to what you say, can we still stand here? Didn't you tell me early?"
"Otherwise, where would Qiu Laohua's body and the blood on the ground go?"
"I...Okay! Anyway, we don't have a clue right now. Let's assume that Qiu Laohua was sacrificed to something. So what kind of thing should it be that can absorb a little bit of Qiu Laohua's body and blood? Nothing left, not even any clothes?”
"Eh? When you mentioned the Sa family, you remembered something. The Taoist asked me to tell you?"
"Yeah, you tell me."
"When the Sa family was still in Fengqi Mountain, the surrounding mountain people had a custom of worshiping the Black Mountain God. It is said that every year on the half of July, a little girl must be paid to the Black Mountain God. Otherwise, it would attack the village every night and cause trouble in the surrounding area. The mountain people are worse off than dead."
"Are you sure that 'Black Mountain God' was not a nickname given to you?"
"The Sa family doesn't go out at night...what! The Sa family are not joking. The Black Mountain God doesn't seem to be a serious god. I heard from the young people in the village that the girls who paid tribute were sucked to the bone by it in the end. Even their bones were visible. If you don’t have one, what do you think of the situation, isn’t it the same as the unlucky Mr. Qiu in front of you?”
