Shirley Yang took a few steps forward, took a closer look, and then said, "Looking at her dress, she must be Princess Xian. It seems that behind this, there is really the tomb of King Xian."
Both Hu and Fatty Wang looked happy, but suddenly they saw the female corpse in front of them quickly turn into the wind, and tens of thousands of moths sprayed out from the body.
Song Xing frowned slightly when he saw this, and pressed out with a finger. The air in front of the four people suddenly turned into an invisible wall. The moths hit the wall, exploded and died, and soon piled up at their feet. A thick layer.
"These are corpse moths. They contain corpse poison. Don't touch their bodies, otherwise you will be infected with corpse poison."
Seeing Fatty Wang curiously reaching out to touch the wall of air in front of him, Shirley Yang quickly reminded him.
Fatty Wang looked back at Song Xing and asked seriously, "Master Song, seriously, are you really not an immortal?"
Song Xing smiled and waved his hand, and the moth corpses on the ground separated automatically, revealing a passage, and Song Xing stepped into the cave.
Entering inside, you are faced with a metal coffin. Open the coffin lid and look at the jewelry inside, guessing that it is the coffin dedicated to the princess.
"The phoenix coffin is inside, but the corpse is outside. It's strange. Could it be that the corpse of Princess Xian transformed into a corpse and ran out on her own?" Shirley Yang was a little strange.
After Song Xing looked around, he found that the surroundings were covered with colorful murals. The content recorded on them was the story of King Xian slaying the mountain monsters and conquering the barbarians. Apart from this, he did not see the coffin of King Xian.
This is what the Hu people found strange. After looking around, they still didn't see the coffin of King Xian, and they were immediately disappointed.
"No way. Did we make a mistake? King Xian is not here?" Fatty Wang was a little disappointed.
Song Xing shook his head and said, "No, we found the right place. King Xian and Muchen Bead are right here."
Before Fatty Wang could ask again, a green light flashed in Song Xing's hand, and then the stone wall in front of him was cut in half, revealing a sealed corpse inside.
"This is...King Xian!
"
Looking at the corpse's clothing, Shirley Yang looked surprised. At the same time, she didn't understand why Song Xing knew that King Xian was buried in the stone wall at his feet.
"This is not a stone wall, it is meat." Song Xing explained, "From the moment I entered, I felt a strong breath of life, which covered the air of death here. It seems that the plan laid by King Xian was very big. We are here now. In the belly of that monster."
Before Song Xing could finish speaking, the stone wall under his feet began to melt from top to bottom like a cream popsicle. As the temperature gradually rose, the ground became soft, as if he had stepped on a puddle of fat.
Seeing this situation, Hu suddenly realized that they had been led by King Xian from beginning to end, and everything was planned by the other party.
Because this is not a tomb made of rocks at all, but a huge fleshy corpse.
Thinking about it this way, even the three coffins and ten lamps all have explanations, especially the ten thousand-year-old double-eyed Rouzhi Taisui. Its internal body has long been hollowed out to refine the elixir of elixir. King Xian wanted it to grow again. To produce new meat, he ordered his subordinates to fill the corpse shell with countless living people.
Now, Rouzhi has been resurrected with the ability to devour, and wants to devour himself and others together with King Xian's body.
Seeing that King Xian's body was about to sink into Rouzhi's body, Song Xing's fingers flashed with green light again, and he cut off King Xian's head with a sword.
"I've got the Muchen Pearl. It's worthless here. Let's go."
Although Hu didn't know why Song Xing said that King Xian's head was the Muchen Bead, he followed him without hesitation out of trust in him.
Seeing that Song Xing and others were about to leave, King Xian, who had merged with Rouzhi, let out a silent roar, and the stone wall suddenly began to collapse and squirm, trying to squeeze the four people alive until they died in the tomb.
"I'm going to die!" Fatty Wang shouted in horror.
Song Xing chuckled lightly and said, "I can't die."
After saying that, he raised his arm slightly, made a strange gesture towards the back, and pressed down.
The eyes of Hu and the others were dazzled. They seemed to see blazing flames in their eyes, and in the flames, a crisp cry came out.
The sound of shouting.
As the cry sounded, the flames in front of Hu's eyes grew stronger, gradually condensing into a huge golden crow in the air.
The space seemed to be burned down by the flames on the Golden Crow, and Song Xing stood on top of the flames like a god.
Shirley Yang and Hu were so pale that they even forgot to continue running away. They stopped and stared blankly at the golden crow in Song Xing's palm that seemed to be able to burn everything.
The Golden Crow fell slowly, and as Song Xing's palm fell, it was obviously an illusory flame, but it brought out a domineering aura.
All the attacks launched by King Xian's corpse and Wannian Rouzhi were all devoured by the Golden Crow that stood in front of Song Xing. Those fleshy bodies that could easily shatter and swallow steel were burned to death before they even touched the Golden Crow's fire. .
Song Xing took another step forward, and with the chirping sound that penetrated the sky, the Golden Crow passed through the obstacles of the layers of flesh walls and got out of Rouzhi's body.
The illusory flame exploded with a violent sway, making a loud noise.
The densely packed flesh wall was directly flattened in this terrifying explosion, and the terrifying shock wave spread out in all directions. Seeing that it was about to shock Hu San to death, Song Xing flicked his left hand, and a force spread out this wave. The impact of the explosion was suppressed.
When the shock wave came to the feet of Hu and the others, it had already turned into a wisp of breeze, but in this wisp of breeze, the biggest backhand left by King Xian had already turned into ashes and disappeared along with his body.
Fatty Wang stared blankly at the destroyed tomb, "Is this the end?"
Song Xing looked at him and smiled again: "I said, I will protect you from death."
Fatty Wang looked at Song Xing and clicked his tongue: "My dear, I never thought that Pan Jiayuan, Fatty, would actually know such an awesome person like you, Mr. Song."
When the monster appeared just now, he thought he was dead.
"Master Song, is it safe now?"
After receiving Song Xing's confirmation, Fatty Wang was excited to find some treasures in the tomb, but was dragged away by Hu Jian.
There are mechanisms everywhere in the tomb of King Xian, and the tomb is full of weird things. If you are not careful, you will be tricked. Hu Ke doesn't dare to let the fat man mess around here.
He looked at the head of King Xian in Song Xing's hand and asked, "Master Song, what does this head of King Xian have to do with the Muchen Bead?"
Song Xing pointed at King Xian's withered head. Under Hu's surprised gaze, the head split open, revealing a golden bead inside.
"Muchen Pearl!" Fatty Wang shouted in surprise.
Song Xing nodded: "It's Muchen Bead."
Hu took the Muchen Bead in surprise, and Fatty Wang and Shirley Yang gathered around.
"Lao Hu, look quickly and see if the curse is gone."
Hu held the Muchen Bead and then checked the curse on his shoulder, and surprisingly found that the red mark was still on his shoulder.
"How could this happen? Didn't we get the Muchen Bead?"
Fatty Wang was puzzled.
Hu and Shirley Yang were also confused. The documents they found only recorded that the Muchen Bead could lift the curse of the ghost cave, but there was no specific way to lift it.
Fatty Wang looked at Song Xing and asked, "Master Song, is this Muchen Bead effective against the curse on you?"
Song Xing stretched out his palm, and the mark on it was clearly visible, with no sign of being eliminated.
"I think it's not just a matter of getting the Muchen Bead, it should also trigger some kind of opportunity."
After saying that, Song Xing took out the copper coins again and divined a hexagram: "Qiankun is the hexagram, Yin and Yang are the guide, the five elements are the base, and the emperor star shines in the west."
Looking at the hexagram displayed by this copper coin, everyone frowned: "What does this mean?"
Song Xing shook his head and said: "When water is soft, it becomes sharp; when soil is strong, it does not break. The hexagram shows that the fate is in the west."
"The West?" Hu pondered for a moment, then suddenly turned over and went to the place where the bronze coffins were placed. After searching for a while, he found a mural there and stared at it intently.
"The West...the West, that's it. King Xian has been there, no wonder."
Fatty Wang asked: "Old Hu, what's wrong?
Already? "
Hu turned his head and said: "According to the ancient Dian Kingdom's documents, King Xian once went to Tibet, where he may have acquired the magic skills left by the Demonic Kingdom, so he could become the Witch King of the ancient Dian Kingdom. And this mural is related to When I was a soldier in Tibet, I accidentally entered the tomb of the Ghost Mother and saw very similar murals."
Shirley Yang also reacted: "Are you saying that King Xian got the Muchen Bead from the Ghost Mother's tomb back then, and if he wants to decipher the secret of the Muchen Bead, he has to go to Tibet again?"
Song Xing lowered his head and glanced at the mark on the palm of his hand, a faint light flashed in his eyes: "Where is the ghost mother's tomb?"
Hu looked at him and said, "Kunlun Mountain."
