Near noon, someone finally walked into the room.

To our surprise, what greeted us was not the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty as we imagined, nor were they insults. Instead, we were greeted by a few gorgeous old Baiyue women.

They were holding clothes and needlework in their hands. When they saw us, they started to use paintbrushes to slowly put makeup on our faces with playful smiles.

I looked at the makeup box they brought and found that it was all filled with eyebrow pencil, rouge, and gouache. I immediately thought of the ghostly bride I saw in the cave.

"What do you want to do?"

I have never been painted with female makeup in my life, so I tried my best to dodge.

But what I never expected was that as soon as I disobeyed the orders of these old ladies, my whole stomach would feel like it was turning upside down and the pain would be terrible.

After what the fourth girl said just now, I already knew that I had been poisoned. I knew that poisons were the most obedient to their master's orders. I no longer dared to resist, so I could only let the old ladies in front of me dress up.

Soon, I was transformed into a charming girl by them, and I also put on a brand new red wedding dress.

The old lady who did my makeup seemed very satisfied with her masterpiece and kept asking me to look in the mirror.

Apart from me, everyone else, including Uncle Ming and the three foreigners, were all wearing red wedding clothes, looking indescribably weird.

Of course, there are also those who wear it to impress all sentient beings. The fourth girl is an example. Once she puts on the red wedding dress, she looks like a hibiscus emerging from the water, not even the Xi Shi Diao Chan.

Even the old ladies were shocked by the beauty of the fourth girl!

Only the fat man is so funny. The red wedding dress looks like a tights on him, making his whole body tight. Coupled with that big round red face, he still finds it funny no matter how he looks at it.

We were all looking gloomy at first, but when we saw that the fat man looked like a big rice dumpling tied up, we all couldn't help laughing.

Those old ladies seemed to feel that the fat man's presence had tarnished their craftsmanship, so they continued to touch up his makeup, which turned out to be uglier and uglier. He looked like a dominatrix who vomited out all our overnight meals...

Finally, the old patriarch saw that the time was almost up and urged us to be sent down quickly.

We were thrown on bamboo chairs one after another like captured beasts. Four big men carried one of us and began to transport us into the deep mountains and old forests.

I looked at the direction in which they were traveling and found that it was the pool I had previously measured using the "Nine Transformations of Dragon Burial Technique".

It seems that the fourth girl's guess is indeed correct! These Baiyue people want to use us to feed the monsters in the tomb.

As we went deeper and deeper, we discovered stone sculptures we had never seen before in the lush virgin forest.

These stone sculptures are extremely huge. Almost every one of them is as tall as a tree. Each stone sculpture is covered with dense claws. I don’t know what kind of animal’s claws they are. It makes me suffer from trypophobia.

Apart from these dense claws, I didn't see anything carved on the top of the stone pillar.

Next, you will encounter the same stone pillar almost every few dozen meters.

I even suspect that these stone pillars are a kind of guide mark, guiding the entrance to the ancient tomb!

I looked down at the big men who were carrying the bamboo chairs, and found that their expressions were different from those of the old patriarch. They did not have the solemnity and solemnity of the sacrifice, but they looked more worried and scared than us. This made me a little puzzled.

Son.

While the old patriarch was leading the way, I asked a big man next to me: "Brother, don't you make sacrifices every once in a while? Why do you look so scared?"

The big man raised his head and looked at the old patriarch. He found that the old patriarch had not noticed this, and then he said with a cry: "Little baby, you don't know something! The great scorpion god doesn't distinguish between enemy and friend, it only recognizes

Men, it only needs men. If you are not enough by then, we...we..."

"What will happen to you?"

"We will become new sacrifices." The big man almost burst into tears.

I saw that the few big men around me were very easy to talk to, so I asked them to explain it in detail. Even if it means death, we will be able to understand it.

These big men were obviously different from the old patriarch. They were not as insensitive as the old patriarch. However, perhaps they did not dare to resist due to the old patriarch’s accumulated power over the years, so they had to lower their voices and tell me about the scorpion pictures circulated in their village.

The legend of the great god.

It turns out that I don’t know when a series of strange things started to happen on Lishan Mountain!

The men who went into the mountains to cut firewood and hunt began to disappear one after another, and there was no news for many days. The village immediately sent people to search, but not even a shadow was found. After that, more and more men disappeared, and they saw the village

The incense in the mountain was about to run out, so the villagers asked the clan leader to invite a wizard. Unexpectedly, after the wizard cast a spell, he concluded that there was a great goddess named Tuscorpion inside Lishan Mountain. She was a goddess who needed men's yang energy to nourish the village.

The man inside was captured by this scorpion god.

Moreover, the wizard also asserted that the Great Scorpion God would come to the village looking for strong men in the future.

The villagers asked if they could kill the Great God Tuxiao. The wizard said absolutely not. The Great God Tuxiao had boundless power and could not be surrendered. If they wanted to live in peace, they had to send male brides to Lishan Mountain every month.

It will be fine if the Master Tu Scorpion is full.

Forced to survive, the village selects people as sacrifices every month.

But the number of people in the village was really limited, so they had no choice but to start killing the people who were wandering around Lishan Mountain. From ancient times to the present, I don’t know how many people have been sacrificed, so that the legend of ghost marriage appeared near Lishan Mountain.

Only then did I understand what the ghost marriage that the boss and his two men were talking about was about. It was not about the ghosts opening on July 15th, but actually the Baiyue tribe snatching strong men and offering them to the so-called Scorpion God.

The big man continued: "However, in the past two years, the mountain patrol team has increased its intensity in patrolling the mountain. It has become difficult to find lone people. Soon... soon... the next batch of sacrifices will be us."

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Looking at these burly men with expressions of embarrassment, I didn't have much sympathy. After all, their hands were stained with the blood of too many people. If we were to judge by law, they should have been shot eight hundred times long ago.

I'm just a little disappointed. Judging from the expressions on their faces when telling the story, they probably don't know the inside story. Maybe they don't know as much as some of us outsiders.

It is almost impossible to get clues about the ancient tomb from them. It seems that the only breakthrough point is the old patriarch.

While we were talking, the advancing team had stopped, and we began to enter the core area of ​​Lishan Mountain. There were weeds all around, but there were not many trees. On the contrary, the stone carvings with hands and feet carved in them that we had seen before became more and more numerous.

There are more and more, but many of them have collapsed, and they are all broken into pieces on the ground.
Chapter completed!