Here Lies The Wicked

Between walks, more and more bodies were encountered along the way.

Light up the pitch-black cave with a little green light.

That's the green phosphorus fire on the body.

Corpse!

Countless bodies are in front of us!

All the way from the water to the shore! It spreads to the depths of darkness you can't expect!

All of these bodies are undamaged and, in addition to perennially soaked with water and abnormally white skin, they retain their appearance in front of them.

The corpses were dressed in modern wartime, in more distant antiquities, in braids and in Ming Song era clothing.

It is conceivable that this cave was formed at least a thousand years ago.

No wonder there are so many bodies piled up, even the waterways in the mountain belly filled and above the surface.

As we go deeper, the older the clothes get, the height of a dead mountain, and it keeps piling up.

These are bodies that have been washed deep under the tide over long periods of time. The more they accumulate over the years, the more visible they become.

Along the way, Fang is still asking Liu Shan about the 72 ghost gates closed, so as to understand the terrain and environment.

“Approximately a dozen meters away, you'll see some red painted coffins. Some of those coffins are open, empty, even the coffins are broken and shattered. I don't know if what was buried in them escaped. ”

“It's strange that some coffins are intact. ”

“In the end, there will be a bigger cave, where the mountain is called the real Mountain of the Dead, with more bodies than you can even imagine! There are seven intact coffins! ”

“That's where I also saw two township tombs and stone statues, and my ancestors secretly searched a lot of secret information, so I learned that the appearance of the town tomb and animal meant that there were seventy-two ghost gates buried in the mausoleum. Old people in the village say there's a big mausoleum in here, and it's real! ”

Fang Zheng finished listening, curious to ask Liu Shan: “Uncle, you or your ancestors, has anyone opened those coffins, see what is in them? ”

Uncle shook his head immediately after listening.

“This is a pile of caves, also known as cadavers. Who knows what's in the red painted coffin that strangely appears on the mountain? If you run out a thousand years old zombie, you don't even have to run, just lie there and die! ”

The journey ahead, as Liu Shan said.

A lot of coffins began to be seen along the way.

But these coffins are empty and their surfaces are shattered, at least a hundred years old.

Fang Zheng had seen the scenes of the construction of the high-speed railway and the demolition of graves in the mountains. Those scenes where only crunchy coffin boards remained were similar to those of the decaying coffins in front of him.

Another hundred meters or so.

Three broken coffins were seen along the way.

Finally, a row of two people came to the deepest cave, and the view suddenly opened, and then there was the unspeakable giant mountain of corpses, piled up here, and there was a huge bush of green phosphorous fire.

More shady and scary than wild mountain burial posts and wild graves.

There are twelve lipstick painted coffins in the dark caves between the green haunted forest swaying here on the Mount Corpse.

scattered among themselves.

There are no rules.

At this moment, six coffins have been opened, two coffins appear to have been chopped open by a knife blade, and four coffins remain intact on the mountain.

When he saw the two bites as if they had been chopped apart by external forces, and the marks were still very new, he moved right into his heart, and he immediately understood.

Must have been the last time the butcher Zhang arrived.

The two did not rush into the cave.

Because there is no place to lay eyes on, and there are bodies everywhere.

Fang Zheng's eyes swept from the twelve coffins in front of him. Finally, he was attracted by the two stone statues standing behind the coffin at the deepest end of the cave.

It was the two tomb beasts Liu Shan mentioned earlier.

There is also a key point that has attracted the attention of the party. There is no body nearby the tomb animal.

This instant gave the two of them a bit of a ruin, old town tomb beast over the course of a long history, a little more gloomy and creepy atmosphere.

Tomb beasts, ancient people used to protect mausoleum tombs.

It means there must be a huge mausoleum nearby.

“What's going on?” Liu Shan's stunned voice made Fang look toward the gravestone statue of the town, retrieved it and looked toward Liu Shan, who had been walking with him.

“Uncle, did you find something wrong?” Fang asked vigilantly.

Liu Shan locked his eyebrows and gauged the 12 lipstick painted coffins on the mountain. Some confusion said: “The last time I came in, there were only five coffins empty, and the other seven coffins were perfectly closed! ”

“Today, it's good to have only four coffins left! Strange? ”

Fang glanced and asked: "Uncle, when was the last time you were here? ”

Liu Shan answered honestly: “The last time I came in here, when I was a kid, my father's father, or my grandfather, brought me in to train me. It's been more than thirty years. ”

Uh, just looking around at the uncle without a word.

“Little brother, what's that look like? Normally, who would want to come to the unknown 72 ghost gates to close, even if I do sometimes, I only occasionally help villagers to salvage the bodies that have been rushed into the 72 ghost gates, and only on the periphery, and the new bodies don't usually rush this far.” Liu Shan explained.

After that, Liu Shan curiously asked the question hidden in his heart for a long time: "Little brother, you haven't told me what exactly is the purpose of your 72 ghost doors? ”

“Don't lie to me, either. As you can see, it's no coincidence that you show up at 72 ghost gates. ”

Speaking of which, Liu Shan sighed.

He still treats Fang as an ordinary person.

Now think about it, it's a little lucky that he didn't offend strong people like Fang Zheng in the first place.

“Uncle, I'm a fishing enthusiast, of course I'm here to fish. ”

According to Liu Shanxin, there are 10,000 selling mahjong batches.

You're acting like me!

Fishing for a ghost!

I'm fishing for law enforcement!

Fishing law enforcement with fishing gear and knives is logical!

At this time, Fang was retrieving his eyes from Liu Shan and re-examining the cave in front of him.

“Uncle, thank you for leading the way. I may not be able to take care of you next. Go wait for me on the boat first. ”

Since Liu Shan can enter and close 72 ghost gates several times, he is convinced that Liu Shan has his own way of saving his life in this place.

All wise men have self-knowledge.

Liu Shan has not corrected his feelings either, knowing that his strength is not good enough, he will only drag the right back leg.

“Little brothers, watch out for those two town tomb beasts, who are worse than this place, and nothing near them can escape the bad luck! ”

After leaving a message, Liu Shanyuan Road returned and left.

Wait a minute. Liu Shan almost arrived at the boat. At this time, the knife box in the square hand hit the ground.

He closed his smile and glanced indifferently.

“Night trip makes the first horse here! Gravekeeper! I'm coming! ”

In the cave, Fang Zheng's eyes are sharp as a blade. The momentum has completely changed. Instead of stopping in the cadaver mountain, there is no sense of shadow. Instead, there is a kind of sword in the blood sea of the cadaver mountain immediately, breathing a thousand miles of divine gesture, and there is a kind of deterrent on the body to begin to climb rapidly.

Clicking, clicking... like the chewing sound of something, coming from above the head of the cave, right next to it, bang!

Half of the bodies landed on the mountain, rolling down a dozen bodies.

Heran!

That half-cutted corpse was actually the old man with the Python Crutches who walked in here one step earlier!

But at this moment, he has died tragically, and his upper body disappears, as if he had been bitten off by some monster and eaten by his upper body.

+1 Special Soul Qi.

In an instant, there are three special spirits, flying from half the corpses, and at the same time there are several pieces of Python Crutch, falling from the top of their heads.

+1 Normal Soul Qi, +1 Normal Soul Qi...

From those python crutch pieces, a hundred and thirty-six strands of ordinary soul flew in an instant.

It's like a submersible! One hundred and thirty-six living men!

Such a man deserves to die!

But then, in this huge pile of caves, there's another dead silence.

The unidentified mysterious monster in his imagination did not attack him from the top of his head.

One minute…

Two minutes…

After about a decade of touching, Fang was finally waiting to lose patience, and he was about to step on a body and walk towards the coffins in the cave.

Until then, however, Fang was silently touching a few lines from his body.

“Ladies and gentlemen, if you are guilty today, we hope to forgive you. The boy will first give incense to all the foreigners who died in his hometown. This is called a courtesy soldier. The boy came to close 72 ghost doors today and came to kill you all for your suffering. Please also do not be a hard boy for me. ”

“Here's to this fragrance, son. ”

As soon as Qiyang Qiqi spared his fingertips, he lit a ray of incense in his hand.

These are, of course, the scents of fortune, not the scents of disease.

Unless he wanted to die a great death and smell the disease in so many bodies, the scene was so suffocating that it was unimaginable that he had to think of a collective food poisoning incident in the star and stripe countries, and the ground was so bleak.

Fang Zheng's lucky scent has at least two dozen lines of incense, but he doesn't care. Anyway, he has already earned a lot of soul on this trip. Honestly, in the face of such a huge mountain of corpses in front of us, Fang is like saying that there is no stress in the heart that it is purely a ghost, so even if it is spending money to put an end to the disaster, in case anything happens in the middle of nowhere.

Thereafter, the smoke and smoke in the pile of caves grew.

After lighting the scent of luck, Fang began to step on one corpse after another, like climbing the stairs, picking up the ranks.

Of course, Fang deliberately avoided stepping on the head of the body, just stepping on the limbs of his hands and feet.

As a result, Fang had just taken the first step, and felt something strange under his feet. At a glance, a Yin De Qian appeared under his feet sometime, and was being trampled on by his soles.

Square fox bent down to pick up the Yin De money.

Step two, I found another piece of Yin De money.

Step three... Step four... Step five...

Fang finally realized what it meant to pick up the money and pick up the soft hand. Every time he went down, he would definitely pick up a piece of Yin De money.

There's a saying, "You give me 100 pounds of coal ball, I can't move, you give me 200 pounds of RMB, I can carry it up and show you”! Fang is tirelessly picking up the shady money under his feet, which is the state in front of him.