The group walked in the village for a long time, and finally, at Yu Chengmu's suggestion, they went to the Dushui River again.
Standing on a slope not far from the river, looking at the Dushui River, the whirlpool in the river had disappeared, replaced by a strange calm.
Looking at the slightly dark water, everyone felt an indescribable sense of depression in their hearts.
A subtle emotion flashed through Yu Chengmu's slightly squinted eyes, which was caught by Chen Hao. He asked seemingly casually: "Mr. Yu, have you seen some clues?"
Yu Chengmu ignored it, turned around and looked in another direction.
Under the cover of trees, a strange building looms.
It was the Yizhuang they visited last night.
Chen Hao's voice attracted everyone's attention, and everyone's eyes were focused on Yu Chengmu.
After pondering for a moment, Yu Chengmu counted with his fingers, his face becoming more and more gloomy, "The yin and yang are reversed, the dead become immortals, these people are so brave!"
"Mr. Yu, please speak more clearly." Du Moyu urged, and the four people who ascended the dead instinctively made him feel uneasy.
"No wonder so many top masters of the underworld gathered together. It turned out that they were planning such a heaven-defying act..." Yu Chengmu gritted his teeth in hatred, "But... why is it this woman? This woman has something..." What kind of great opportunity would be worth the price they pay?"
Yu Chengmu seemed to have fallen into madness, talking to himself all the time.
"Master, are you okay?" Zhang Junyu gently patted Yu Chengmu's back, which made Yu Chengmu wake up.
Noticing the way everyone looked at him, Yu Chengmu frowned, and the first words he blurted out made everyone's hearts tremble, "We are in big trouble this time. If what I expected is right, the man in the water now Empress Dahe is no longer a ghost, she...she is about to become an immortal!"
"Becoming an immortal?" A strange look appeared in Lei Mingyu's eyes. In his impression, there were only two kinds of things: ghosts and weird things above ghosts. What kind of immortals are they?
After Yu Chengmu calmed down, he took a deep breath, pointed at the Dushui River in front of him, and whispered: "Look, although the surface of the Dushui River seems to be stable, there are still a few irregularities from left to right. Regular water patterns.”
The fat man had good eyesight. He counted according to Yu Chengmu's fingers and then raised his head and said quite unexpectedly: "Yes, there are... a total of 9 ripples."
"Each water pattern represents a dark whirlpool under the water. In the theory of Yin and Yang, nine is the ultimate number, and there is no big one." Yu Chengmu stared at the seemingly calm river surface, his voice trembling slightly, "They are here Build a living stake, build a corpse platform, and pave the way to immortality."
"Human pile?" Zhang Junyu obviously understood the weight of this word, and his expression changed instantly.
Lei Mingyu was a little confused by the attitudes of these two guys, "What is a human stake? Can you please explain it more clearly?"
Jiang Cheng touched his chin and said in a subtle tone: "I heard from a friend who works in construction. When the construction team built bridges on rivers in some remote places, they encountered situations where the bridge piles could not be driven firmly. , even if it has just been built, various situations may occur that lead to collapse.”
"The more superstitious theory is that there is something strange in the river here. Unless sacrifices are offered, the bridge will not be built anyway."
At this point, Jiang Cheng's expression became strange. He turned his head and looked at the vast river crossing. "If you forcibly build a bridge, something very weird will happen."
"For example, workers who are familiar with water properties fell into the water and drowned for no reason, and the contractor was killed by falling steel while inspecting the progress of the project."
"The weird thing is that as long as the bodies of these people are buried in the bridge piles, similar things will calm down and the bridge piles will not collapse again."
"Such bridge piles are called living piles, and the dead are sacrifices to the river."
Yu Chengmu nodded and continued: "Of the 9 water patterns you see, there is a human pile underneath each one, which means there are piles of corpses underneath each one."
At this point, everyone recalled what the village chief said.
Not long ago, also on the banks of the Dushui River, the village chief told them what happened in the village 10 years ago. Piles of corpses were salvaged from the bottom of the Dushui River.
Seeing everyone's expressions change slightly, Yu Chengmu took a deep breath and whispered: "Yes, now it seems that what they salvaged out of the water were the human stakes at the bottom of the river."
"What do you mean by the road to immortality?" the fat man asked nervously.
"I once saw in a broken ancient book that one stick every year for nine consecutive years can be cast into nine living stakes, which can be used to build a corpse platform and pave a road to the sky." Yu Chengmu explained.
"This is too ridiculous. I don't believe that this road to heaven can really reach the sky, and it can also lead to immortality. Where can there be immortals? This is not a book about cultivating immortals." Lei Mingyu seemed to have recovered from the initial surprise, and showed a trace of his face. Disdainful.
"And the calculation in terms of time is wrong." Lei Mingyu said more truthfully: "According to what the village chief said, strange things happened in the village 10 years ago, but if there is a human stake every year, the road to the sky would have been there a year ago. It was built without waiting for us to arrive.”
Du Moyu interrupted him with a sullen expression, "You're wrong. You didn't count the bodies that were salvaged."
After a moment, Lei Mingyu suddenly realized, "Those corpses are one of the living stakes. They were originally built, but they were destroyed because they were fished out of the water."
"That's it." Yu Chengmu made the final decision, "So...their entire plan was postponed for one year, and this year is the tenth year, which is when the ninth human stake is built."
"These yin people want to achieve enlightenment and become immortals by building a road to heaven?" Although Chen Hao also found it incredible, the current evidence points to this result.
He believed that Yu Chengmu's speculation was tenable, at least most of it was true.
Yu Chengmu slowly shook his head, "It's not that they want to become immortals, and they can't become immortals at all, but that they want to become immortals in the name of Empress Dahe."
"Why?" Jiang Cheng asked immediately: "These sinister people paid such a high price and spent 10 years for a woman they never knew?"
"Yeah, that doesn't make sense." Fatty said helpfully.
"What do you know!" Being questioned one after another, Yu Chengmu looked slightly angry. These people did not have his experience and had no idea how critical the situation they were facing now was.
"The Yin Xing people naturally have their own plans. The Yin Xing seniors who came to this mountain village are all top figures in their respective professions. These people are stained with too much karma. If I am not wrong, leave it to them. Time is running out, they... need to get together to avoid the catastrophe."
"No, it's better to resist the catastrophe!" Yu Chengmu suddenly became excited, "Use Empress Dahe to fight against this catastrophe!"
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