Chapter 26 The Thousand-Year Centipede
Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang also turned pale, as if they were speechless with the fear of facing the ghost cave when they returned to Jingjue Ancient City again.
That is the trembling from a mortal's soul when facing the majestic power of the ancient gods.
However, at this moment, Chen Ze's expression remained calm, because he did not feel any strange aura, but the hidden dragon pattern on his chest became more intense.
Thinking about it, he glanced around with sharp eyes, and instantly discovered the remaining excavation traces on the cave wall, and said in a deep voice.
"No, this is not a ghost cave, but a man-made one by the Samsara Sect."
"There is a clear difference in color between the rammed earth falling off the walls and the original soil."
However, come to think of it, The Samsara Sect must have a huge conspiracy to build a ghost cave.
As soon as he heard this, Hu Bayi reacted immediately and couldn't help but nodded.
“I think about it, the real ghost cave in Jingjue Ancient City is much larger than this one, and it is completely impossible to be built by humans. The ghost cave here is more like a replica, and the scale is not large.”< br>
Hearing this, Fatty Wang also stopped chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name, coughed twice, and pretended that nothing happened.
"Ahem, let me just say, this is just a ghost cave, Master Chen is in charge, I have nothing to be afraid of, Fat Master."
As he said that, he looked at his legs. Uncle Ming, who was a little trembling, said with a pretentious expression.
"Okay, Uncle Ming, follow me, Fat Master, that's right."
As soon as Fatty Wang said that, he immediately held on to the edge of the stone slab, jumped lightly, and It fell on the spiral steps built along the deep cave.
Immediately, there was a thud under his feet, as if he had guessed it was coming from some kind of metal object.
"Hey, what the hell?!"
Fat Wang couldn't help but look down, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he screamed.
“Let’s go, Old Hu, here is a thousand-year-old centipede!!!”
Hearing Fatty Wang’s exclamation, Hu Bayi’s expression changed and he quickly used the bright light in his hand. Find it with a flashlight.
Under this photo, everyone in panic quickly looked around and realized that it was just a false alarm.
What was at Fatty's feet was not a thousand-year-old centipede at all, but a centipede-like ladder hanging from the wall of the cave, extending into the darkness at the bottom of the cave.
However, at this moment,
seeing this giant centipede-like ladder, Chen Ze and Shirley Yang's eyes froze slightly, and they spoke almost at the same time.
“This is the centipede-hanging mountain ladder of the tomb-robbing Xiling faction!”
Since ancient times.
In the world of tomb robbers, apart from Faqiu Tianguan and Mojin Xiaowei, who are all connected in the same line.
There are also mountain-moving Taoist priests from Shirley Yang's grandpa's lineage. They are always alone and behave in strange ways. They often dress up as traveling alchemists and travel around the world. They have the art of moving mountains and dividing armor. Treasure hunt, just for the elixir!
The huge centipede hanging on the mountain ladder in front of us belongs to the Xiling faction once led by Blind Man Chen.
The Xieling faction is somewhere between the two livelihoods of green forest and hill digging. They dig graves when there are tombs.
When the tomb cannot be found, the leader will pass down the armor and gather in the mountains and forests to rob property. There are always many people and they will dare to excavate even a huge tomb as long as they can find a place.
It is said that Lu Bu, who was powerful in Kyushu at that time, was also a descendant of Xilingmen. He prepared military pay for Dong Zhuo and excavated the tombs of many Han emperors.
At this time, the centipede-hanging mountain ladder that appeared in front of everyone was the iconic tool of the Xiling sect.
As the saying goes, Xiling has armor, it means that it is this centipede hanging on the mountain ladder, also known as Xiling armor.
The centipede-hanging mountain ladder evolved from the tool used by the red eyebrow army in the Han Dynasty to siege the city. It has been repeatedly modified and perfected by dozens of generations of later generations. It is an indispensable weapon for the warriors to fight in the mountains.
The centipede hanging mountain ladder can be assembled and disassembled, and can be changed into various shapes. It can be used to build ladders on mountains and bridges over water, and it can also control various ancient tomb mechanisms.
In the tomb, the Xiling group of thieves will form a square formation according to the ancient Xiling formation diagram, holding high rattan and grass shields to defend the mechanism.
This moment. Chen Ze was also a little surprised when he saw the centipede from the Xieling faction appearing on the mountain ladder.
After all, the Xieling sect has never been heard of visiting the Kunlun Snow Region since ancient times.
And judging from the degree of decay of this centipede hanging on the mountain ladder, it must have been very old. Transportation in ancient times was extremely inconvenient, making people wonder why this thing appeared in the altar pit of the Samsara Temple.
"A centipede hanging on the mountain ladder?"
Fat Wang on the steps was stunned, looking at the centipede ladder hanging on the cave wall at his feet, and couldn't help but wonder.
"Could it be that the bandits from Xieling dug this deep pit? No matter how many people there were, it would have taken decades to dig it."
And at this moment , Hu Bayi and others also carefully stepped on the steps spiraling down the huge pit, shining their flashlights around them.
But he didn't find many abnormalities, and his eyes were full of doubts.
"Logically speaking, we shouldn't. Even if we were to rob tombs in Xiling, we wouldn't dig under the altar of the Samsara Sect."
At this time.
Chen Ze was just about to leave, but he found that the little girl Axiang was still in his arms, her pretty face had already been dyed crimson, and she was holding on to his shoulders tightly.
Like a little quail, it lowered its head and did not dare to look at itself.
Seeing this, he also put the little girl down and said without any fluctuation in his dark eyes.
“Let’s go.”
However, after taking a step, he paused and finally said in a deep voice.
“You can hold on to the corner of my clothes.”
After that, Chen Ze said no more, turned and walked towards the spiral steps on the pit.
Seeing this, Axiang's eyes, which had always been timid, lit up slightly. She silently took two steps forward and stretched out her little hand, grabbing a corner of the other party's mysterious clothes embroidered with a dragon totem.
At this moment, her eyes suddenly trembled, as if she saw a real dragon!
……
This moment.
Seeing Chen Ze coming over, Fatty Wang also asked quickly.
"Mr. Chen, what's going on? Is there an ancient tomb down here? Otherwise, the bandits from Xiling will come all the way here?"
Hearing this, Chen Ze's eyes fell on the centipede ladder. , couldn’t help but said in a deep voice.
"Judging from the rust on the centipede ladder, it has a history of more than a thousand years at least."
As he spoke, he shined a flashlight on the position of the centipede ladder. and the faint scratches on the cave wall next to him, he couldn't help but frown and said.
“Perhaps, this centipede ladder is not used to enter underground tombs.”
"But to escape from this ghost cave!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone present changed.
I just feel that the ghost cave in front of me is even more terrifying, like a huge mouth of the abyss, ready to swallow everything at any time.
At this time, I saw Chen Ze walking down the centipede ladder and using a strong flashlight to shine down.
In an instant, a shocking scene emerged.
Even Fatty Wang, who had experienced many battles, couldn't help but tremble.
I saw this centipede hanging on the lower half of the mountain ladder near the bottom of the pit. Dried corpses wearing ancient clothes were hanging densely on it, one after another, squeezed into a dry ball. Disgusting.
(End of this chapter)