Only the emperor built the Jiuding. This may indicate that Sima Yizhao had ambitions in Kyushu, but setting up a tomb tree tripod on this border is really overkill.
Shui Xiaoliu's eyes were bright and he couldn't help but look around, but I was confused in my heart and asked: "Is this Sima Yizhao's coffin? Why is it placed in such a conspicuous place?"
Shui Xiaoliu snorted and said to me: "This coffin is just for the corpse of the ancestor. Sima Yizhao would never put his body here."
At this time, a gust of wind blew from nowhere and blew out most of the red candles in the stone room.
"What's going on?"
The corner of Shui Xiaoliu's mouth raised slightly: "Well, neither of us are wearing longevity seals. It's the Corpse Ancestor who wants to drink blood."
Shui Xiaoliu looked confident.
I took out the dagger and stared at the golden coffin. At this time, most of the candles in the stone room were blown out by the cold wind, and the cigarettes in the cauldron were also swaying, as if the gods and demons being enshrined were disgusted by the boring incense.
There was a "bang" sound, and the body of the golden coffin kept swinging from side to side. The corpse ancestor inside seemed unwilling to guard the empty coffin alone and was struggling to get out.
The candle swayed, and people's hearts also swayed. The more I looked at Shui Xiaoliu's expression, the more I felt something was wrong. I only heard him laugh twice, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared.
I looked at the golden coffin swinging left and right, and subconsciously took a step back. With a bang, the edge of the coffin lid was slightly raised, and I watched the coffin lid open little by little. But now I couldn't care less, I picked up the dagger, and took a few steps.
He ran to the golden coffin and rode on it. The coffin was still shaking, and the wooden platform supporting the coffin was about to fall apart. If the corpse ancestor was exposed to the earth's energy, the consequences would be disastrous.
I stood on the coffin lid with difficulty and pressed the lid with the palm of my left hand. The coffin stopped shaking and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet. I sat on the coffin lid and watched the surroundings vigilantly. The candlelight was dancing up and down as usual.
, the cigarettes in Dingzhong also floated straight upward.
"Damn, it was so dangerous." I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead and retreated to the ground. Seeing that there was nothing strange about the golden coffin, I breathed a sigh of relief. But I didn't know where Shui Xiaoliu had gone.
I looked around and found that although I didn't know the layout of Fuhu Gang, it was the territory of a villa and it wouldn't be much different from here.
People say that the business in the villa is not good, but I don’t think so. Most of the murals in the tomb passages depict the great achievements of the helmsmen of various generations, but most of them are horrifying scenes of controlling the walking dead, killing demons and massacring the city. If the corpses are buried alone,
How can it maintain prosperity for thousands of years?
As I walked, I observed the stairs on both sides, which stretched upward layer by layer. I couldn't see which one led to the outside. I only knew that at the other end of the stairs were a series of seemingly thick stone doors.
But because the distance between my eyes and the stone gate was far away, I couldn't see clearly what the stone gate looked like.
I didn't care which staircase led to which. I wanted to climb up when I saw one, but I found that there was a huge monument standing on the edge of each stone staircase, with large ancient seal characters engraved on it.
Some of them were incomprehensible, but some could be clearly identified. I looked at the stone tablet next to me. There were carved dragons and soaring clouds on the tablet, and there were a few big characters: Fifty-ninth generation helmsman - Xing Jinzhong.
Only then did I realize that the stone chambers at the end of the stairs were the tombs of chief rudders of various generations, but I didn’t know if there was one for Ma Di.
I hurriedly ran down the stairs. Since these stairs were set up to go to the tombs of the helmsmen in various places, they were definitely not the road leading to Qijue Ridge.
My waist aches and my legs feel numb after walking in the stone room, but I still feel better.
When I found the exit, I saw that all the incense candles as thick as my thumb in the cauldron were almost burned out, and I couldn't help but feel anxious. At this time, I was unbearably hungry and irritable.
I didn't know when I would find the exit, but suddenly I thought of the many cakes and fruits enshrined in front of the golden coffin.
"No matter what time it is now, I want to take a bite of dead human flesh, let alone those tributes!" I ran to the golden coffin and found that the golden coffin was still lying there quietly as usual. I picked it up on the ground.
I stuffed the steamed buns into my mouth, choking and belching repeatedly. Although it was a bit dry, it was better than being hungry.
In a hurry, I saw a glass of sake on the ground. Because I had eaten so fast, I couldn't breathe. I wanted to drink it without even thinking about it. But as soon as I touched the glass, I felt that it was slightly cold to the touch. It was definitely not ordinary.
White porcelain cup.
Sure enough, the bottom of the cup seemed to be painted with superglue, and I couldn't lift it up. I slapped my chest hard, lay on the ground, and sucked up the sake inside.
In a trance, I saw a crack suddenly opened in front of the golden coffin, causing the ground to tremble slightly. I saw an iron ladder gradually rising from the crack, rising straight to the top of the stone chamber.
I looked at the cold iron ladder in surprise, "This may be the road to Qijue Ridge!"
So, I swayed and was about to climb up. But as soon as I touched the iron ladder, I felt a gust of cold wind behind me. Looking below, I saw that the wooden platform holding the golden coffin fell apart at some point, and the golden coffin fell to the ground.
A large red candle was crushed, the coffin lid was knocked over to the ground at some point, a shining golden smoke gun fell to the ground, and the ever-burning lamp in front of the coffin fanned twice, and was extinguished.
If a living person receives earth energy, they will be able to receive it and become prosperous and energetic. However, if a dead person receives earth energy, the evil energy will soar into the sky, causing restless souls, restless souls, and even corpse transformation. Therefore, wooden platforms are used to support coffins.
This Zombie Ancestor was originally one of the most powerful players in the world. If he got angry now, he would definitely be a disaster. I put down my hands grabbing the ladder and turned my head numbly, but I was so shocked that I couldn't close my mouth.
At first glance, he turned out to be a naked old man. There was not a single hair on his body, and his bare skin was covered with wounds that had been sutured with needles and threads.
There is a direct passage extending from the back of the head to the forehead, with dense red lines arranged on it.
"It doesn't mean that only those who have eaten ginseng king are qualified to be the chief helmsman. After death, they will be 'reborn' and buried together with the helmsmen of all generations. From this look, this method of rebirth is a bit strange."
Although the skin is still the same as the old one, the bones are much stronger. The huge skull stretches out the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, and the white eyes wander in the huge eye sockets.
I saw it moving towards me step by step. As it moved, all the candles on both sides were extinguished, and an unprecedented fear hit me.
The forbidden ring is more than enough to deal with ghosts. It only takes a matter of minutes to send it to meet the real King of Hell. I am just curious, are the helmsmen of all generations like this, reborn and become corpse ancestors?
Lying in those stone chambers may be the corpse ancestors of various generations. Over the millennia of business in the villa, I don’t know how many helmsmen have changed. I didn’t allow myself to think too much, and I saw the corpse ancestor’s steps becoming more and more steady, and he looked towards me with an expressionless face.
I'm coming.
"If we start here, it will be troublesome if we wake up all the other corpses." I knew that my fists were no match for my four legs, so I took a long breath, grabbed the iron ladder and started to climb up.
But the cold air behind him doubled, and he had just climbed about ten feet when the iron ladder beneath him suddenly shook. Looking down, he saw the corpse ancestor banging against the iron ladder with his body.
I clung to the iron ladder tightly, but the vibration frequency of the iron ladder was too fast, which made my arms numb. Suddenly, with a strong force, the iron ladder tilted to one side and bounced back. My body couldn't help shaking.
Then, his forehead hit the iron ladder heavily.
After a moment of dizziness, his hand lost its strength and he fell heavily to the ground.
Qi and blood surged in his chest, and he struggled to get up. When he saw that he was falling behind him, the Corpse Ancestor also felt that I had fallen to the ground. He turned around and jumped to my side, stretching out his hands to grab me.
Come.
"I'll choke you!" In desperation, I quickly lowered my body and rolled on the spot. This corpse ancestor could even shake the iron ladder buried deep in the ground. If it caught me, I could see it with just one eye.
The back of the head.
The corpse ancestor still had a calm expression, but the biting cold air made me breathless. I raised the dagger, watched it turn around, and hurriedly rolled in front of it.
He raised the dagger and stabbed it hard into its lower abdomen. Its movements immediately stopped in mid-air, its eyes wandered twice, and a line of bloody tears flowed out.
I was confused, how could this walking zombie shed tears, let alone blood tears? The blood of ordinary walking zombies should have solidified long ago.
But I didn't allow myself to think too much. I quickly pulled out the dagger and saw streams of black blood flowing out of the wound.
The Corpse Ancestor also seemed extremely angry. The remaining incense in the cauldron was extinguished without burning out. The candlelight swayed left and right. I took a few steps back and prepared to fight him.
But the Corpse Ancestor ignored me, and turned his head 180 degrees, leaving me with a tall back of my head, and the flesh on my neck was torn apart.
"Let me deal with him!"
I turned around and saw that Shui Xiaoliu had appeared at some point. He was standing behind Corpse Ancestor. He had a wooden stick in his hand. He raised his hand and thrust it into Corpse Ancestor's mouth. The stick hit Corpse Ancestor's head.
It was penetrated, but the Corpse Ancestor did not fall to the ground as slumped as I imagined.
Holding the long stick, it suddenly flipped its arms and grabbed Shui Xiaoliu's lapels. However, Shui Xiaoliu did not panic at this time, his eyes became extremely vicious, and he raised his hand into a claw and hit Corpse Ancestor in the heart.
The Corpse Ancestor was in pain, and he lifted Shui Xiaoliu with all his strength. Before it could make another move, I ran forward quickly and cut off the Corpse Ancestor's arm with a sword, and black blood spurted out.
But the Corpse Ancestor is the Corpse Ancestor after all. He jumped two feet high with Shui Xiaoliu, and then fell heavily to the ground.
At this moment, I saw that Shui Xiaoliu was not panicking at all, and then he slapped hard, and the sound of cracking bones was heard. Shui Xiaoliu took back his hand and took out a bloody tumor from the corpse ancestor's cavity. Before I could see it clearly, he
He hurriedly put it in his arms.
The Corpse Ancestor also fell to the ground. Shui Xiaoliu looked at the Corpse Ancestor who fell to the ground, raised the corner of his mouth, and laughed twice.
I leaned over and saw that Shui Xiaoliu had punched a large bloody hole in the chest of the corpse ancestor. I could actually see a slightly beating heart in the chest, but it suddenly stopped moving after beating twice.
I looked at Shui Xiaoliu with a stunned expression and asked, "Where did you run just now?"
Shui Xiaoliu squinted his eyes and replied calmly: "I just went to look for this corpse-catching stick."
I nodded after listening, but I felt that Shui Xiaoliu suddenly became strange: "Since this zombie ancestor is a corpse, why does he still have a heartbeat?"
"This corpse ancestor is actually a living person whose skin was peeled off alive, but the person did not die. He also took out the three souls of this person and put them in the skin of others, just like a corpse! But he is not afraid of magical weapons and has great power.
Chapter completed!