Otherworldly Merchant

I now explored the past in the direction indicated by Wen Jin. Due to the heavy rainfall, there is mud around here and no footprints can be seen on the ground. Yet the turquoise wasteland is marked by a palpable yellow area, obviously traces of a dead snail crawling.

I walked over and found a hole in a grave at the foot of the mountain, small enough for one person to barely enter. Zhuang Ning followed him closely and saw me bow down and said: “Be careful, don't put anything on it! ”

He said he looked around carefully, but he was afraid of something climbing up on the ground.

Her words woke me up as if they were a flashback. Did the black car driver bring the white maggots out of this tomb?

Why did the snail come here?

One problem after another, I don't think I have enough brains.

I didn't dare rush into the grave until I got the results here. If that white maggot climbed into my body by any means, the consequences would be unimaginable. The newspaper didn't kill me. I died first in the hands of maggots. It's disgusting to think about it.

I asked Wenjin and Er-Hu to temporarily seal the tomb entrance with a shovel, and several people returned to the house.

Uncle Zhuang has woken up and knows he is hungry. Aunt Zhuang is feeding him some rice soup in front of the hospital bed. I wanted to ask Uncle Zhuang about the pussy, but he was not completely conscious. I asked him ten sentences and he only said one thing, but the donkey lips were wrong with the horse mouth, so I had to give up.

The pussy was a bit tricky this time, and the hardest part was that the people in town were extra vigilant about me and couldn't get the truth I wanted, which made me feel like I couldn't handle it.

I was wondering if I should ask Wen Jin and Er-Hu? As a result, Dailong brought a few people over quickly. In front of me, he called Wenjin and Er-Hu in disgrace.

Looks like he's cautious, so it's even more unlikely to get clues from both of them in the future...

I couldn't get a word out of the living, so I decided to try and find a way out of the dead. I asked Zhuangning to prepare something for me and decided to sneak into the tomb.

Zhuangning strongly objected: “Anyway, my dad is fine, so don't take any chances. ”

I laughed and comforted her, “Don't worry, I'm the best at this kind of thing. Besides, things have come up and dragged on, just because Blackjacket will leave chicken dogs behind. ”

Zhuangning couldn't help it: "Then I'll go with you! ”

“No!” I thought shook my head and refused: "You're a girl, don't go to a place like that. It's too bad, you won't take it. ”

But no matter what I say, Zhuangning refuses to let go and insists on going to the grave with me: "You are my guest, I am responsible for your safety. ”

I couldn't make sense, so I nodded.

Before leaving, she secretly dragged Aunt Zhuang into the corner for a few words. Surely, as I expected, Aunt Zhuang's face changed dramatically, pulling Zhuang Ning alive to keep her from going out. Zhuang Ning had no choice but to stay.

I walked along the muddy mountain road for a long time and finally came to Wen's field. The reason I wanted to visit this tomb was because I thought the corpse snail had been on me once, and I shouldn't have come again, and even if I did, I had a way to deal with it, but those nasty white maggots, I didn't know the details.

Coming to the cemetery entrance, I easily pryed open the blocked stone with the iron pickaxe I brought from Zhuangning's house, and I saw many black snails under the stone.

I couldn't help but get a chill and get goose bumps when I thought of ghosts like that in the graveyard that could crawl and crawl. It's either frightening or disgusting!

I turned on the flash of my phone and walked in through the grave with caution.

Perhaps because someone has been here before, there are excavated traces on both sides of the dirt wall. Fortunately, after climbing inside, it was much larger. The entire tomb was hidden in the mountains, surrounded by thick stone walls. Though it had gone through thousands of years and had been washed several times by mudslides, the tomb was very clean except for the accumulation of water.

Perhaps the one who lives in this tomb is also a clean Virgo!

I took a photo of the surrounding area with my phone. I could see the traces of some corpse snails on the wall. The dead stick to the stone wall. The quantity is not as exaggerated as I imagined...

I'm a little relieved to keep going in. There is a well-arranged stone chamber in the tomb, which looks deep inside the mountain.

Almost to the last stone room, there were piles of dead skeletons on the ground, all supposed to be slaves to accompany them. Many people's bones were separated from their limbs and should have been broken when Blackjacket residents came in looking for treasure.

I sighed and had no respect for the dead, no wonder they were cursed one by one!

The door of the last stone chamber was also broken open, opening a gap that was barely accessible, from which the bitter cold wind blew.

I walked up to the gap and felt a distinct stink in the cool air, like some kind of broken seafood.

The smell was a little bad, but it was stronger than the smell of a corpse. I took a picture of the phone inside, and the dark stone room was empty, with no coffin or body.

I can't help but wonder that the general public will choose the main tomb room to be among them. First, it is a symbol of status. Second, the ancients are most afraid of being harassed by tomb thieves after their death. The more they go inside, the safer it is.

But this place is empty. Was it moved early or was there something hidden?

I have worked hard to squeeze in along the gap, living conditions have been good lately, and my weight has been tragic, it is time to start losing weight...

The shape of this graveyard is very special, not square, but a standard octagonal, which makes one think of Tai Chi gossip all of a sudden. Corpse snails in the tomb are also several times more than previously seen, and a piece of black pressure on the wall is uncomfortable all over the body.

That's disgusting!

But since this stone room is not for the coffin, what is it for?

I avoided the snail, studied it carefully, and found that the floor of the tomb was engraved with gossip, because it was full of water, and I didn't find it at first. I squatted there with my phone and saw that the two dots of the Tai Chi pattern were actually two holes that had been emptied, and the water from the entire stone chamber seemed to have gushed out of it.

Is there anything hidden beneath this stone chamber?

As a result of this discovery, I went through the graveyard again carefully and eventually found a lattice on the western wall corresponding to the gossip. The method of darkness is very advanced and very covert, which is theoretically very difficult to discover, but the corpse snail adsorbed on the wall avoids the place in a regular fashion, making it particularly obvious!

The cracks in the lattice were only thick hair silk and could not be opened with external force at all. I tried to tap a few times and I could hear the clicking of the machine. The lattice appeared slowly as if it were a drawer.

There are only two stone balls in the drawer.

I looked at the sophisticated machine in front of me and found this stone room a little weird again. The man who designed it obviously understood the logic of five lines, the West was water in gossip, the stone room was constantly accumulating water, and there were snails on the walls.

But there's no coffin or body in the room. What is it for?

I was curious to take out the two stone balls and put them in the two dots with the Tai Chi pattern at the bottom of my foot, which is exactly what I deduced, the size of the stone balls and dots is the same!

As the two balls fell into the hole, the stone chamber suddenly burst, and the accumulation of water was instantly drained clean. With the accumulation of water flowing into the stone room below, a new organ was opened. After clicking on a series of noises, the gossip pattern on the ground separated from the middle, revealing a pure gold tank.

This tank is slightly smaller than the one used in the general countryside. It is all made of gold and shines with gold. At first glance, it is a good old baby.

Fortunately, the residents who came here before did not understand the institutions, nor did they find the existence of this secret. Otherwise, the birth of such priceless treasure will surely cause havoc!

That golden tank keeps coming out with a tingling chill, giving you the feeling of being in an ice cellar. Is this where all the coolness I felt before came from?

Everything that's going on in Blackjacket has to do with this tank?

Finally found the vital shadow, and I think the cemetery is finally paying off.

I stretched my neck and rushed into the tank, and suddenly I was frightened by the scene in front of me!