When they saw the end, their brains seemed to be deprived of oxygen and went blank for an instant. Could it be that everything was doomed from the moment they entered the Soul Palace? In other words, there really is an invisible power of ghosts and gods that secretly attracts them to the underground pit.
With such heavy and ripples of suspicion, Yue Guanchao felt like he was struck by lightning, and he couldn't react for a long time.
Song Siyuan quickly wiped away the spider silk and debris on the last mural, carefully observed the mural, and explained to everyone: "The mural said that when we came here, a person had been infected by the clam, and this person would eventually... Everyone kills them all and sacrifices them to Earth Ha, and becomes Earth Ha’s new servants.”
These words were extremely serious and no one could treat them without caution. Even Zhang Hansheng stopped and walked nearby.
"His mother keeps pretending to be gods and ghosts all the time. Kill these shamans who are pretending to be gods and ghosts. I don't believe that people who have been dead for more than a thousand years can still fool us."
Seeing this situation, Zhang Hansheng thought that he was lying if he said he was not afraid. Just the fact that their behavior was mentioned in the fable of the mural made everyone's scalp numb. Suddenly they learned that one of them had been infected by the corpse beast Gu. The truth in my heart is not good.
No matter how scared this kind of person is, he will still try to be cruel. He said that he would lead the engineers to smash the corpse on the stone platform. Yue and Song quickly stopped him: "Mr. Zhang, there is nothing unusual about fables." Yes, maybe we can still find a way to crack it. If you smash the body, maybe this fable will come true immediately."
Zhang Hansheng was clearly afraid of death. When he heard that corpses were important, he rolled his eyes and pointed the shotgun at Yue Guanchao. His tone was full of suspicion: "No, no, you are the only one who touched the zombies. Maybe they were contaminated at that time." , you come to persuade me not to believe it, are you already siding with this corpse?"
At this moment, everyone's guns were pointed at them. Seeing that something was not going well, Yue Qingshan and the others also raised their shotguns and aimed them at Mrs. Zhang and his idiot son!
The two sides were still cooperating just now, but their breathing has become tense, and they are treating each other coldly. The only difference is who can fire the first shot.
Yue Guanchao stopped in front of Song Siyuan, raised his hand and said, "Okay, shoot. I have explosives on me. Let's all die together."
After saying that, Yue Guanchao straightened his waist. Zhang Hansheng looked at Yue Guanchao's heart. The pillars were undulating in rows. It was obvious that he had gunpowder tied to his body. He had been in the military for many years and was very aware of the dangers of this kind of row of explosives, so he immediately put down his gun.
"How do you have these things?"
Zhang Hansheng remembered that he was still normal when he went to the underground cave!
"Since you're all here, you should have something with you. If you are fooled by lard, wouldn't I be a threat?" Yue Guanchao kicked the explosive in his heart and said with a wicked smile: "Don't worry, I picked it up. The good gunpowder from the engineer battalion will definitely send us all to the west. If you want to shoot, I won’t stop you. Think of the consequences!"
"Brother, now, we are all grasshoppers on the same rope. There is no use in fighting each other. It's better to find a solution and tell them to put down their guns."
Zhang cared about his son and did not want his son to be buried in a place like this. As he spoke, Zhang Hansheng had already asked the engineers to put down their guns.
Bandits like Zhang Hansheng are capable of anything. Yue Guanchao knew not to turn against him easily, so he could only temporarily stabilize him with words: "That's right. One cobbler can stand up to three Zhuge Liangs. We have gained so many brains. How can we still calm him down?" Can you make a dead man play around?"
"Could it be that these murals are deliberately tempting us to fight among ourselves?"
When Song Siyuan saw that the danger had disappeared, she turned back to observe the mural carefully, with a flash of light in her eyes: "I think the mural focuses on describing the dangers encountered and never involves our personal characteristics. If it is really a fable, how could it ignore the important element of human beings?" It seems to me more like psychological suggestion.”
"Psychological suggestion? My aunt has already reached this point, and you are still trying to hide from me. If you have anything to say, please say it quickly."
Zhang Hansheng was extremely anxious to solve the curse problem.
Song Siyuan explained: "This is a screening system. People without ability will not be able to enter the Soul Palace at all. But those who can enter the Soul Palace will more or less experience the strange things we encountered under the guidance of the Soul Sacrifice. This These things exist objectively and they will not change because of our arrival.”
"In general, Li Tangren has guessed that someone will definitely come here. Once someone goes out from here, it means that the secret of the Soul Palace has been revealed. In order to protect the secret, they used mechanisms and procedures to let us go through the difficult and strange things they designed. , everything is just for this scene under the cave."
"It can be said that we just followed the procedure and came to the cave and saw this pre-prepared mural. If someone came here before us, they would also think that the mural is a parable about their ending."
At this point in her words, Zhang Hansheng finally understood and suddenly realized: "I understand, this is just like the fortune teller's words, it is a panacea suitable for all ages."
"It can be said that as long as we don't believe these things, you will not be affected by them. But don't forget that we are here to solve the thousand-year-old clam!"
