Chapter 128: The Art of Evil
“Hey, why don’t you guys prepare a preview before you come? This is the Art of Evil. The Art of Evil, together with poison and head-dropping, are called the three evil arts in southern Yunnan.”
"According to legend, the unique technique uses the souls of the dead as a medium. The greater the number of wronged souls, the greater the power of this unique technique."
"Use a kind of magic weapon called "Yin" After the pill is swallowed by a living person, its seven orifices will be sealed, and it will parasitize and lay eggs in the living person's body."
"In about three to five days, more and more eggs will be produced, and the flesh and blood internal organs of the human body will be produced. All become nutrients for the larvae, and the body will be emptied out in a short time.”
"Due to the rapid loss of moisture in a short period of time, human skin will dry up quickly and become as hard as tree bark and stone shell."
"According to ancient documents, King Xian is extremely good at this kind of evil technique. ", Hu Ming shook his head helplessly and replied.
"Hu Ming, what do you mean?", Shirley Yang asked.
"If nothing else, we have indeed found the right location. This place must be related to the tomb of King Xian."
"And look at Zhelong Mountain, which is surrounded by the tributaries of the Lanjiang River. Surrounded by the Snake River, it is indeed a rare Feng Shui treasure!"
Looking at Zhelong Mountain looming in the distance, Hu Ming nodded.
"Mingzi, according to your statement, how cruel must Xian Wang be?"
"This human chrysalis was actually made of a living person, and that person was made of a living person before he died. How painful is it?"
Hu Bayi and Fatty felt their hair stand on end. They couldn't bear the pain just thinking about it.
“Hmph, do you think human life in ancient feudal dynasties was valuable?”
"For high-level nobles and emperors, human life is really just a number. Think of our two little ancestors in Niuxin Mountain."
"However, taking into account the public anger and the issue of dominance, making these I'm afraid the human chrysalis uses prisoners of war, criminals, slaves and the like. "
"So, fat man, just be lucky. With your size, if you live in this Xianwang Dynasty, you will be the best. Technological materials!"
As he said that, Hu Ming couldn't help but make fun of the fat man.
"Mingzi, please don't scare me!" The corner of the fat man's mouth twitched, feeling a chill in his back.
"By the way, don't mention this matter after you get on the bus."
"The ethnic minorities on this bus all know a little bit of Mandarin."
"Especially you, fat man, Don't think that they don't understand Mandarin, don't let it slip." Seeing that the driver was already greeting him to get on the bus and start driving again, Hu Ming warned him with some worry, thinking about how unreliable the fat man was.
"No, Mingzi, how did you know about this?" Hu Bayi and Fatty looked at each other and asked curiously.
“Do you think I really saw the scenery like you all the way?”
"I had a brief exchange with the tea farmer sitting next to me and got some information about the situation nearby. I also checked some ancient things here before coming here."
"We will talk to you later. The two tea farmers got off the bus together. They were also going to Zhelong Mountain. "This bus does not go directly to Zhelong Mountain. It will take less detours if we follow them." As they spoke, several people got back on the bus. superior.
It’s just that when this happened, the driver obviously drove much slower.
On the way, Hu Ming chatted with the tea farmer sitting next to him who spoke Mandarin.
It didn't take long for a few people to get out of the car with the tea farmers. This place is full of high mountains, deep valleys and dense forests, sparsely populated, and there are faint paths of people walking through the forest.
After about two hours, the group finally arrived at Zhelong Mountain. "Mingzi, thanks to you and the tea farmers for getting information this time.
"Otherwise we would really have to take a lot of detours, and we might not be able to find this place. "
"If it weren't for the locals, I really wouldn't have been able to find the forest path, let alone this place to stay. ”
"Otherwise, we might have to sleep in the wilderness for a few nights." Fatty said with emotion as he looked at the "Caiyun Inn" in front of him.
There are no villages near here, there is only this inn that provides food and accommodation for the merchants who collect tea here.
Except for Hu Ming and his party, and a few tea farmers, there were no other guests.
The innkeeper is a Bai woman, and there is a little girl named Peacock, who is her husband's sister.
After the group settled down, it was getting late.
"Madam boss, we are from Sijiu City. We are going to Worm Valley to catch butterflies for the museum."
"Do you know if there is a shortcut to Worm Valley?" After dinner, Shirley Yang asked Asked the landlady.
Zhelong Mountain towers into the clouds, and the mountain is steep and majestic. It is a big problem to climb over it and get to the Worm Valley.
"I know, I know. There is a tunnel under Zhelong Mountain. You can ride a bamboo raft through the mountain without having to climb over the mountain."
"But there are many dead people there, often It's haunted." At this time, the little peacock looked at Hu Ming and the others strangely and said.
Hu Ming and Hu Ba looked at each other, and then except the fat man who stayed to chat, the others all went back to the room upstairs.
"Mingzi, I heard that the tea sellers are going to collect tea leaves tomorrow. Should we continue to follow them?" Hu Bayi said, looking at Hu Ming.
Listening to Hu Bayi's words, Hu Ming shook his head: "If you don't follow them, they will go to pick tea and then follow the same path as us."
"Then what? What should I do?”
“Mingzi, I just heard from the landlady that the road here is very difficult. It’s our first time here, is it okay?”
At this moment, Hu Ming glanced at the fat man who was chatting with the proprietress downstairs and said with a smile, "At this time, the fat man knows what he should do."
"Wait until he finishes talking and come up."
Soon, the fat man finally went upstairs with unsatisfied thoughts. As soon as Hu Ba saw him entering the room, he immediately joked: "What's up, fat man? We've been chatting all afternoon. We won't just talk sweet words!"< br>
“Get out! We are talking about business!”
“Besides, those are already dozens of years old, am I really so tasteless, fat guy!”
"Okay, I asked. If you want to go to the valley inside Zhelong Mountain, you can only take the tunnel under the mountain. It is a waterway."
"Get a bamboo raft through it. It's the fastest and you don't have to go." We have climbed one mountain after another!"
"But I heard just now that there are haunted places and people often die, and she told us not to go."
At this moment, the fat man did the same. He told the information he had inquired about one by one...
(End of this chapter)