Chapter 185 [The remnants of the Samsara Sect! 】
“Did you see it wrong?”
Yang An frowned.
He wasn't too surprised when he observed this group of people, but when he saw Uncle Ming's appearance, he was a little confused.
He watched Uncle Ming being purified by the holy flame with his own eyes.
Logically speaking, Uncle Ming is an ordinary person, and he has died and turned into a corpse. There should not be any possibility of survival.
But now he appears.
It means there must be something he doesn't know about.
“Go and have a look?”
Yang An rubbed his chin and thought about it before making a decision.
Go check it out.
This group of people appeared strangely. If Yang An saw it right, most of them were members of Uncle Ming's team, which meant that they would have died long ago.
Resurrection of the dead.
How could anyone in this world have such ability except the ancient gods.
If not, those ancient noble emperors who pursued immortality or resurrection should be living well now.
As Yang An's figure disappeared into the darkness.
No one will be able to detect his presence. Even if they detect him, they will automatically ignore Yang An.
He quickly jumped out of the cliff and flew towards the river in the distance.
Both sides of the winding underground river.
There are large areas of fluorescent crystal ore surrounding it, and countless stars can be seen floating in the river, forming a shimmering river.
These stars are actually glowing jellyfish.
When Yang An appeared above the river, he saw several dark ropes, which were hung by the group on the surrounding rock walls.
I guess they saw the river had a large drop, so they used the rope to climb down little by little.
The decaying bridge that Yang An saw was erected on both sides of the river, about twenty or thirty meters above the river.
This distance requires a rope to go down.
Ordinary people?
Yang An was a little confused, but how could ordinary people resurrect the dead? If it was just Uncle Ming, he might look similar, but most of the people who died in Uncle Ming's team appeared.
Yang An jumped quietly.
Jumping directly from the stone wall below, he soon followed the river bank and caught up with the team that continued to move forward.
This team looks weird and extraordinary.
No one in the team communicated with each other. Except for a few men with gloomy faces in the front, Uncle Ming and his party who followed behind them all lined up in a straight line.
Walk forward stiffly
This is wrong.
Yang An's eyes turned pitch black, and he could see that Uncle Ming and the others were in a trance, and their faces were ashen, like dead people dug out of the ground.
Very dull.
It is somewhat similar to the zombies that Yang An once saw in the Tomb of King Xian.
But in Yang An's perception, these people's bodies have human temperatures, and even have heartbeats and breathing, and are no different from living people.
The curiosity in his heart reached its peak.
What happened to Uncle Ming and his party? The people leading the way were all strangers. Where did they come from?
Yang An slowed down and just floated in the air, staring at the people below.
Silently observe the other person.
There were five people leading the way. Although they were also silent, it could be seen from their eyes that their will was absolutely clear.
In other words, is it their fault?
Following the river, it didn’t take long.
A group of people came to a mine pit. This was a cave entrance that looked like it was dug manually. The entrance was very spacious and neat.
It's right here.
This strange team of unknown origins suddenly stopped with a few unfamiliar faces in front.
Uncle Ming and others who were following behind also stopped and stood there with dull expressions.
At this time, Yang An heard one of the five people speak in a low voice.
“The blood bait red flowers recorded in ancient books grow here”
Hearing this, Yang An felt something was wrong.
Because what the other party said was not Dongda dialect, but Neon dialect!
Yang An frowned.
I still remember that Uncle Ming’s archaeological team is a Sino-foreign joint venture, and it is said that there are also archaeologists from Neon.
But Uncle Ming's memory showed that when they entered the Samsara Sect temple, the Neon archaeologists were devoured by the imprisoned Sin-eating Balu.
So where did these people here come from? Could it be that they were evil spirits returning from hell, and all the members of this team were dead! ?
Then Yang An shook his head and denied his idea.
No, Uncle Ming and the others can’t tell.
But the five people in front of him were definitely not ghosts, let alone zombies. He could feel that they were ordinary people.
And it seems that their target is this cave?
Yang An moved his gaze to the cave in front of him, where there was still a glimmer of crystal light.
"Just camp here, you can take the people in later." The five people had finished their conversation, and it seemed that they were planning to camp outside the cave instead of entering the cave directly.
Yang An rubbed his chin and decided to wait a little longer to see what this group of neon people planned to do.
In various ways.
This group of people don’t seem to be normal archaeologists, that is, they have a special purpose.
No matter what, it would be bad luck for them to meet Yang An.
But Yang An was more curious about what they wanted to do and how they managed to resurrect Uncle Ming and others. Even if it was not a true resurrection, it still surprised him.
In the Ghost Blowing Lantern incident, most people were ordinary people. Even if there were some with special powers, they were all cultivated through special methods like Axiang.
He has never seen a real superpower.
Anyway, Yang An now has plenty of time. He has controlled Snow Eagle to transform into him and return to Shirley Yang and the others.
In this way, by the time Shirley Yang and the others go to great lengths to find the Nine-layer Demon Tower, Yang An may have figured out the secrets of this underground world and successfully solved the ghost cave curse.
While Yang An was standing aside silently observing.
The five people quickly divided into two groups. One group took off their backpacks and began to take out some food and other tools.
This further proves that the other party is definitely not resurrected from the dead, otherwise how could he still eat.
Among the other three, the leader turned to face Uncle Ming and his group who were standing there blankly, and said indifferently.
"You guys go in!"
But Uncle Ming and others just stood there blankly, with no intention of taking a step.
It seems that he does not obey the orders of this leader.
With no choice but to do so, the leader looked at the other tightly packed team member, and the other party made a gesture.
Uncle Ming and the others moved immediately, with numb expressions, and walked into the dim cave with neat steps.
Yang An also followed at the end and entered it.
Before entering, he directly cast a spell to knock out the two people outside!
Inside the cave.
There are a large number of transparent crystals that emit a shimmer.
The structure of the cave is very tortuous and the ground is very clean. It should not be the lair of some wild beast or monster.
Yang An observed the surroundings with great interest.
There are some artificially painted murals here, but unfortunately they have been almost destroyed by time and the humid air around them.
The three people leading the way seemed to know this place very well, and they led Uncle Ming and his party directly to the deepest part.
After turning several twists and turns, we reached the deepest part of the cave.
The space here is quite large, and it can accommodate twenty people without any problem. deep!
There was actually a simple stone platform, surrounded by the bones of some wild beasts, which looked like yaks.
It’s just that a long time passed.
The heads that were supposed to be used for sacrifice are now turned into white bones.
On the stone platform, there is another pitch-black sculpture that is as long as an arm. It looks very strange, and there is a third eye growing on its forehead.
This is a place of worship.
Yang An came to the conclusion calmly.
Focusing on the pitch black statue, after observing it, I determined that it was an ordinary sculpture.
There are no evil thoughts, and there are no evil spirits attached to it.
At this time, the movements of the three people attracted his attention again.
The three people actually knelt down and kowtowed respectfully to the dark black statue in front of them, muttering sentences similar to scriptures and prayers.
An unexpected thought flashed through Yang An's mind.
Could they be related to the Samsara Sect?
Besides the fact that they have been here before, it is the Samsara Sect that has inherited part of the legacy of the Demon Kingdom and once sent people to excavate the ruins of the Demon Kingdom.
The Samsara Sect appeared in Tibet more than three hundred years ago.
Although the Samsara Sect is now extinct, there may still be some followers of this deceptive cult.
If this is the case.
Yang An's eyes flashed coldly, no matter what these five people want to do, they must stay.
Stay company with their ancestors!
After the three of them knelt down to the strange black statue, they stood up and started looking around for something.
At this time, there is no need to worry about alerting the enemy.
Yang An pulled out his wand and quietly appeared behind the three people who were still whispering, as if they were afraid of disturbing something - it was time to close the net.
As soon as Yang Ang appeared.
In front, there is a person wearing a tight hat and covering most of his face with a mask.
It was he who directed Uncle Ming and his party to enter the cave.
As if he noticed something, he turned his head sharply!
The two looked at each other.
Yang An was still surrounded by pitch-black scales, looking like a humanoid demon with a pair of bronze and dark gold eyes emitting light.
It can be seen that the original black eyes of this person whose face cannot be clearly seen suddenly transformed into light blue monster eyes.
As soon as Yang Ang saw it.
There was a feeling that I couldn't move my eyes away, as if my soul was being sucked in.
Fortunately, Yang An was determined enough and woke up in the blink of an eye.
Strange!
The several neon archaeologists I saw from Uncle Ming's memory all had normal black hair and black eyes.
When the other party saw Yang An appearing quietly, there was obvious surprise in his eyes.
But before the other party could open his eyes and want to shout something.
"Collapse!"
Yang An was faster. As soon as he took action, three splitting spells were directly shot from the raised wand, just hitting the three people.
"Bang bang. Bang!"
The figures falling to the ground one after another made a muffled sound when they hit the ground.
solve.
Originally, he didn't plan to stun the three people directly, and wanted to communicate, but the woman's strange eyes made Yang An feel more careful.
Just knock him out directly.
He can also use Legilimency to directly read the opponent's memory.
Yang An slowly stepped forward and waved his magic wand.
"Whoa!"
The mask of the archaeologist with light blue eyes was pulled down, revealing a woman's face.
The other party still had a look of astonishment on his face, but he still fell asleep after being hit by the magic.
Unless Yang An helps her untie it, she can sleep here all day and night.
Saw five people knocked down.
Uncle Ming and others, who were standing there blankly, slowly turned their faces towards Yang An, with stiff postures, dull eyes, and quiet gazes.
In line with the dim surroundings The light is like a group of evil spirits in a horror movie!
But Yang An was well-informed and saw that Uncle Ming and others had no intention of attacking, so he ignored them.
Leave it for later processing.
“Huh?”
Yang An made a surprised sound. He recognized this woman. She had appeared in Uncle Ming's memory, but not as a member of the archaeological team. She was an employee of the Neon Tokyo National Museum who was looking for Uncle Ming to buy the iceberg crystal corpse. !
Uncle Ming’s volume records the map of the location of the Samsara Sect and the ruins of the Demon Kingdom - Guge Silver Eyes!
It was the other party who sold it to Uncle Ming.
“Interesting.”
Based on the information he already knew, it was not difficult for Yang An to deduce that this woman might have known about the existence of the Iceberg Crystal Corpse for a long time, and even knew about the existence of the Demon Kingdom.
Uncle Ming is nothing more than a chess piece for her to use.
Then what does she want to do? Is she a remnant of the Samsara Sect, and what is her connection with the Demon Kingdom?
Yang An thought that when he was in a trance just now, those eyes seemed to have some kind of magic power, as if they were trying to suck out his soul.
A sudden guess flashed through his mind.
Without any hesitation, Yang An flicked his wand.
"Legilimency!"
Read the woman's memory directly.
As scenes appeared in front of Yang An's eyes, his brows became tighter and tighter, and his expression became more serious.
The truth of the matter seems to be emerging!
After a long time.
Yang An thoroughly reviewed all the woman's memories.
Take a breath of cold air.
Looking back again, looking at Uncle Ming and others who were staring at him, Yang An felt some creepiness in his heart.
Uncle Ming is Uncle Ming.
But he is not the original Uncle Ming, and the people present who seem to be resurrected from the dead are no longer the same people as before.
Even Yang An didn't dare to tell whether the other party was alive.
To put it simply.
Yang An’s guess was correct, this woman was a remnant of the reincarnation sect.
But she and the other four teammates are not accomplices, but each has their own purpose.
The other four are Neon people, and Yang An already knows their purpose, so he won’t mention it for now.
And this woman looks young.
But it’s true!
She is over eighty years old.
The strange woman was born into an ordinary serf family in Tibet. At that time, this mysterious snowfield was still under the rule of the primitive and bloody serfdom system.
As soon as she was born, she was taken away by the Samsara Sect.
The people of the Samsara Sect took away more than a dozen infant girls who were said to be spiritually pure, and tried a series of bloody and horrific experiments on them.
It is somewhat similar to what Axiang experienced.
They have been locked in a dark room since they were young, without any light. The people from the Samsara Sect who came into contact with them were all wrapped in black veils.
They don’t even know what they look like.
This is the method originally used by the Demonic Kingdom to cultivate ghost mothers who can communicate with the imaginary number space.
They had failed countless times before, and the fate of those girls who died was unknown.
But this time, it was this woman's turn.
She unexpectedly succeeded.
(End of Chapter)