"This, this is it?!"
Looking at the dark and dark hole that appeared out of thin air, several people felt incredulous.
Ghosts hitting the wall can even blind people’s minds and trap them in an endless loop.
Not to mention these weird stone steps.
Although they have never heard of the Hanging Soul Ladder, they can understand the horror of the Ghost Tomb from their experiences just now.
After all, from beginning to end, they didn't even realize when they had been tricked.
If I hadn’t been able to get out.
Perhaps even now, old foreigners won’t feel any difference.
You know, if you take any one of them out at random and place them on the world of Dou Douxing, they will all be people who can cause earthquakes by just stamping their feet.
Gather together the three gates of touching gold, moving mountains and unloading mountains.
Yang Fang, who has been in the industry the least, has been around for six or seven years.
Even they are like this.
Not to mention ordinary people.
I thought that the criss-crossing, deep and strange caves at the foot of Longling Mountain were scary enough, but compared with the Ghost Tomb, they pale in comparison.
“What if?”
Seeing the astonishment on his face, Chen Yulou smiled faintly.
“No…”
“Shopkeeper Chen, I still don’t understand. Ghost Tombs, no matter how mysterious they are, shouldn’t they be dead objects? They can’t transform into monsters. Have you become a sperm?”
The old foreigner felt that his mind was in chaos.
He can understand an old ape turning into a spirit, a turtle turning into a demon, an angry sunny day turning into a phoenix, a snake and a dragon turning into a dragon, and even an ancient tree or a patch of weeds. After all, blood creatures are just like humans. , swallows the essence of the sun and the moon, thus becoming a demon.
But how could a fucking ancient tomb become a spirit?
Chen Yulou spread his hands, "Why don't you think of it as a ghost?"
"Can this be compared?"
The old foreigner was even more confused. Incomprehensible.
I always feel like something is not right.
But when I asked him to elaborate, he couldn't explain clearly at the moment.
I just subconsciously feel that the Soul Suspended Ladder is definitely not that simple.
“The Ghost Tomb is so elusive that it is hard to find it. If you have time to think about it, you might as well go there early, otherwise...it will be difficult to open it after the door disappears.”
See him thoughtful.
Chen Yulou did not dare to delay. After giving a reminder, he quickly went down the stone steps. In just a moment, he arrived outside the stone door.
He passed the lamp in his hand forward.
The fire breaks through the darkness.
Behind the door is another tunnel.
It is long, narrow, deep and winding, and it is also impossible to see the bottom at a glance.
“This...could it still be the Ghost Tomb?”
While he was looking at it intently, Partridge Whistle and others also followed him.
“No.”
Chen Yulou withdrew his gaze, his eyes were deep and clear, revealing a touch of confidence.
In just a short moment.
He seemed to be doing nothing.
In fact, spiritual consciousness has already scanned the tunnel. It is not the current endless loop. After passing through, it is an extremely majestic and astonishing underground cave.
“Let’s go.”
Wave your hand.
Chen Yulou entered first.
After walking forward along the tunnel for about three to five minutes, he noticed a stream of air coming towards him, vaguely mixed with an indescribable stale smell.
Go around a curve.
The view ahead suddenly becomes clearer.
An underground cave as big as a lake appeared in front of everyone.
Although I have walked through a lot before, such as the palace of Hades above me, there is still a huge difference compared to what is in front of me.
With the flickering firelight, it was not even possible to see the end of the surrounding area at a glance.
The entire cave was shrouded in black fog, making it difficult to see even one's fingers.
But when the firelight breaks through the darkness little by little.
A huge face suddenly broke into the sight of the group.
Wooden, weird, indescribably weird.
“Careful, it’s a human-faced spider?!”
The moment he saw it, the old foreigner's face suddenly turned ugly. That face was so similar to the black one before, they were almost carved from the same mold.
It’s hard to make him think otherwise.
The smell of blood in the demon spider's lair seems to be still permeating the tip of the nose at this moment.
“There is no evil spirit.”
“Old foreigner brother, don’t panic.”
Seeing him holding the mirror umbrella tightly in front of him, Chen Yulou observed it carefully. Although the cave in front of him was large, it did not have a demonic atmosphere. He patted his shoulder and shook his head with a smile.
"Then...this is?"
The old foreigner frowned in disbelief.
That grimace is so real, how could it be fake?
“Do you remember the temple that appeared in the mural?”
Chen Yulou breathed out and gently let go of the hand holding the lantern. However, as expected, the lantern fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces because it lost its support.
On the contrary, it floated towards that face slowly and steadily.
It is as if there is a pair of invisible hands in the darkness, holding it up.
See this scene.
Both the old foreigner and Kunlun, Yang Fang and Partridge Whistle who were following behind them all had their eyes widened, chasing the lights, holding their breath and concentrating, and even breathing subconsciously slowed down, as if they were afraid of being disturbed. What.
As the wind lantern approaches.
The face became more and more clear.
Compared with the human face behind the black turtle, this one is indeed more rough and abstract, like...an ancient stone carving left on the stone cliff of Black Mountain.
Gradually.
The light reflects a thick texture.
The old foreigner's eyes twitched suddenly, and an idea came to his mind.
“How come?”
“It’s a bronze tripod?”
That’s right.
By the flickering firelight, everyone clearly saw the entirety of a huge bronze tripod, with three legs and two ears. There were not many complicated patterns on the tripod, only a ghostly face was cast on it.
This discovery completely exceeded his expectations.
But...
Combined with the contents of the previous murals, it seems that everything has traces to follow.
“Let’s go and have a look.”
He couldn’t help his strong curiosity anymore and looked down at himself.
The tunnel ends ahead.
Where they are now, they are clearly halfway up the cliff. The wind is blowing from the bottom up, and below is a deep cave shrouded in darkness.
This height is too ordinary for a few people.
There is almost no need to use tools such as sky drills.
Each of them used their light body skills, and in the blink of an eye, the group of five people landed on the ground one after another.
The flint lightly rubbed against the fire sickle.
Not long after.
The lights lit up one after another.
Large pieces of bluestone are laid on the ground between them, surrounded by an ancient building built with neatly cut stones and wooden beams.
“This is the temple?”
His eyes swept over.
The ancient buildings quickly overlapped with the temples seen in the murals.
Yang Fang was amazed and felt a little incredible. According to the clues and traces exposed in the murals, it is not difficult to deduce that the temple should have been built in the Western Zhou Dynasty.
Three thousand years have passed now.
The entire temple does not have many traces of corruption.
Even the wooden beams supporting the dome are intact.
You can even see the stone paint that has not completely peeled off.
I think it is due to the dry environment of Longling and the inner Tibetan soil that never dries up all year round. The Tibetan front gathers water and the inside and outside are integrated.
A few people carried wind lanterns and walked towards the giant cauldron not far away.
But...
Just walked a few steps. The leading old foreigner stopped and looked around with a horrified expression.
The temple floor was actually covered with corpses.
Every body has been drained of blood, leaving only dry skeletons, wrapped in countless spider silks. Through the spider webs, you can still see twisted, hideous, and painful faces. You can tell by looking at him that he was slowly tortured to death.
Even if I have seen scenes of human sacrifice from the murals.
But really seeing so many skeletons.
The miserable state of torture.
It seems that one can imagine that countless years ago, they were tied up with their hands and limbs, pushed down from a high place, and watched helplessly as the human-faced spiders sucked up all the blood from their bodies.
Several people who came from the Tao Dou industry all felt like their scalps were numb.
I saw the old foreigner was stunned in place.
How could the partridge whistle not guess what he was thinking.
When he passed by, he reached out and patted his shoulder gently.
It’s not that his heart is as stone as stone, but that after seeing too much, he gradually became numb, just like how many people filled the sea of clouds under the stone bridge at Zulongding in Kunlun Mountain that day. life.
Even in such paradises and paradises, it is impossible to escape human death sacrifice.
How much more hidden in such a deep mountain?
The old foreigner nodded, forced his eyes away from the miserable skeletons, and caught up with his senior brother.
When he passes.
The group of people had already gathered around the bronze tripod to study it.
The tripod is two to three meters high, and the three legs beneath it alone are half as tall as a person. As soon as you get closer, you can feel a thick ancient aura rushing towards you.
By the light of the fire.
The old foreigner happened to be level with the grimace cast on Ding's body.
Looking at each other.
There is an indescribable feeling of weirdness.
“Such a big cauldron.”
“Just use it for sacrifice?”
He tried to lean forward and look inside, but the bronze cauldron was too astonishing. Among them, only Kunlun could barely see a little of what was going on inside the cauldron by standing on tiptoes.
“Kunlun, look what’s inside?”
After lightly bumping his shoulder, the old foreigner couldn’t help but feel curious.
The latter nodded.
Grabbing the edge of the tripod mouth with both hands, he exerted a sudden force. The bronze tripod, which weighed several thousand kilograms, actually tilted outwards little by little under his brute force.
Because the center of gravity has shifted, it is difficult to maintain balance on the three legs.
Under the terrifying force.
The bluestone supporting the tripod foot could no longer bear it and broke with a click.
“No, I just let you take a look, and I didn’t let you play so big.”
The old foreigner was dumbfounded by this scene.
I had known that Kunlun was capable of carrying the cauldron, but when this scene actually appeared before my eyes, the shock it brought could not be described in just a few words.
"Wait..."
Kunlun was about to reposition the bronze tripod.
The corner of my eye swept over Chen Yulou, but his eyes suddenly lit up as if he had discovered something.
“The shopkeeper?”
"There is something hidden in the tripod."
Without enough time to explain, Chen Yulou just reminded him quickly.
Hearing this, Kunlun still doesn’t understand.
For the shopkeeper to pay so much attention to it, the thing in the cauldron must have a lot of background.
Subconsciously, he took a deep breath, and the strength in his whole body exploded. In an instant, the muscles on his arms swelled, almost stretching the cotton robe on his body.
The originally shaky bronze tripod suddenly became extremely stable.
Wait until Dingkou was almost at eye level with several people.
The old foreigner looked over immediately and saw a stone man almost half a foot long standing in the depths of the dusty cauldron.
The Lantian black jade used is particularly common in northern Shaanxi.
Under the firelight, a color almost intertwined with blue is reflected, which looks really mysterious.
However, the carving technique of the stone figures is quite strange.
A round face with silkworm eyebrows, a big nose and a wide mouth, and a head with four sides. Each face looks extremely dull, as if it has no charm. Judging from the carving marks, it is more vigorous and simple than smooth and smooth.
“Why does this stone man have four faces?”
The old foreigner has never seen such a weird stone sculpture.
For a moment, his expression was full of astonishment and confusion.
"Don't you understand? This is called the Four Faces of the Yellow Emperor, a special portrait style in the Western Zhou Dynasty."
Seeing him blurting out, Yang Fang raised his eyebrows and smiled.
Although the old foreigner grew up in the Han region and had been exposed to mostly Han ancient tombs during his many years of fighting, he was of a foreign origin after all, and his attainments in this area were far less profound than Yang Fang's.
"It is indeed the four sides of the Yellow Emperor."
"It only existed in the Western Zhou Dynasty and disappeared after that."
Chen Yulou nodded.
Since the Yin and Shang Dynasties, human face carving and casting techniques have been available, but only in the Western Zhou Dynasty, this weird asexual shape suddenly appeared, and then the style returned again.
It's like someone had a sudden idea.
“But didn’t you notice what was in the stone man’s hand?”
Taking the wind lantern in Yang Fang’s hand, Chen Yulou stretched it towards the cauldron, and it was reflected by the inner wall of the bronze cauldron. , the light suddenly becomes more transparent.
Several people who were still immersed in the rumors surrounding Huang Emperor subconsciously looked in the direction of his finger.
I saw only thick sand.
Suddenly buried was a black scale armor the size of a palm.
It seems to be the armor removed from animals such as turtles or pangolins. It shows a completely different color from the ink jade, which is obviously darker.
Except.
On the scales, you can still faintly see strangely shaped characters.
"This...this is the Dragon Bone Heavenly Book!"
Partridge Whistle felt as if he had been electrocuted, and his whole body felt a strong numbness. He could no longer suppress his emotions and almost exclaimed.
He didn’t know how many times he had read the heavenly book brought out from Zhelong Mountain.
Confidence at this moment will never be wrong.
Regardless of the scale armor style or the text form, they are almost exactly the same.
Seeing him recognize him, Chen Yulou was not surprised. After all, the only people in the world who knew the Dragon Bone Book best were him, Partridge Whistle and Elder Liao Chen.
“That’s it!”
Put out your hand and took out the stone man from the ashes.
A slight shake.
Dust scattered all over the floor.
The full picture of the black jade stone man also appeared in everyone's sight.
I saw its hands holding the moon, with the keel just in the palm of its hand.
A rough scan.
There are a total of one hundred and three characters on the keel, which is almost the same as the previous one.
Passing the wind lantern to Yang Fang, Kunlun took this opportunity to put the bronze tripod back into place.
By the light of the fire.
Chen Yulou did not dare to delay at all, and directly started to try to solve the problem according to the deciphering method taught by Elder Liaochen in Wuku Temple that day.
One hundred and three words in total.
It was too difficult to decipher in a short time, so he only chose the top few.
Several people around him also knew what he was doing.
No need to remind.
Kunlun, Yang Fang and the old foreigner spread out and guarded the four sides to prevent those weird human-faced spiders from attacking and killing them.
The lights flickered and flickered.
It reflected Chen Yulou’s serious and dignified face.
But...
Gradually.
His frowning eyebrows relaxed a little.
The Partridge Whistle, who was always guarding outside, saw this situation, and his thoughts suddenly reached his throat.
"Brother Chen...what is it?"
Even he himself didn't notice that there was a vibrato in these simple words.
Hear this.
Chen Yulou slowly raised his head, exhaled, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, and then he spoke softly word by word.
"Fengming Qishan!" (End of this chapter)