During the Republic of China, countless strange and murderous tombs were unearthed.
One of them is: the tomb of a bloodthirsty female corpse!
At that time, missionary Smith was building a church in Tianjin, and he dug up a red coffin.
An expert shouted: If you dig another three feet, someone will die!
Smith said displeased: What will happen if I dig out the west ruler?
The master sneered and left.
As a result, there was indeed a scary little red coffin three feet below.
The most horrifying thing is that since then, one worker has disappeared every day, and blood has been leaking out of the small coffin every day.
Smith finally panicked and begged the master in every possible way. The master only gave him seven and a half-meter-long iron nails and asked him to nail all the coffins, large and small, according to the rules of "three above, three below, west".
That night, the sound of nails scratching came from the two coffins.
Then there was a shrill and long scream... It is said that this scream spread throughout half of Tianjin Guards.
Afterwards, the expert explained that this was a rare coffin with a mother-child heart-to-heart coffin. Buried inside was a maidservant from ancient times who was caesareaned alive by the eldest lady to take out the baby while she was pregnant. The big one and the small one will be buried here with their bodies bent over, and they will never be reincarnated. This is the end of fighting for favor!
A few days ago, it was this maid's beautiful zombie who tempted the workers to drain their essence to feed the bad fetuses in the little coffins. If a bad fetus is born, it may cause a catastrophe!
After speaking, the expert pried open the two coffins in public. In the big coffin lay a beautiful, lifelike female body with white skin, and in the small coffin was a baby covered with black hair.
Both corpses were incorruptible for thousands of years, with blood-red fingernails sticking out and white fangs bared.
The expression is horrifying, but it has already been nailed to death.
The godfather wanted to pay for it, but the master just smiled, pointed to the bracelet on the wrist of the female corpse and said: These dragon and phoenix white jade lotus bracelets belong to me!
The second one is: Centipede Tomb in Lianzi Village!
At that time, a place called Lianzi Village had delicious pickles.
Therefore, there is a pickle jar in front of every house, but the horror lies here.
One rainy day, the expert passed by and only took a sniff at the jar, then his expression changed drastically.
He asked the villagers: Have you urinated more, defecated less, or even stopped defecating recently?
The villagers thought they had met a living god and confessed honestly: Not only that, several women and men were pregnant...
The expert's eyes suddenly burst and he said: All the jars were smashed and the whole village moved to the other side of the river. There is still a glimmer of hope!
After saying that, he suddenly opened the pickle jar, only to see centipedes with a green luster crawling out from a few pickle roots.
That centipede has thousands of arms and legs, which is truly terrifying.
As for the families with big bellies, the men, women, old and young had been eaten up and turned into skins. When the experts rushed over, what they saw was this: several human skins were densely packed with centipede eggs that looked like fish roe.
The expert sighed and sent the large troops to the other side of the river first.
Then one person and one knife walked towards the centipede's nest alone in the drizzle of rain...
Afterwards, the villagers learned that there was a rare centipede tomb under Lianzi Village, which contained a palace Taoist priest who sought immortality, and the highly poisonous centipedes he raised in a pill furnace.
If the master comes even one day late, the villagers' stomachs will be filled with centipede eggs and they will turn into walking zombies.
After the rain stopped, the master also left. He also took a clay bowl from the Taoist priest's coffin.
While the villagers were grateful, they suddenly realized: You have traveled thousands of miles just for this bowl that is too dirty to feed a dog?
The expert smiled: This is not an ordinary bowl, but a secretly made bowl from the palace kiln: a blue and white okra bowl.
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The above two strange things happened in real life. The master was called Lao Jiang and he belonged to a mysterious treasure hunting organization called "Qilin".
Does Qilin belong to the official or private sector? I don't know either. Because everyone in the organization keeps their own experiences secretive, no matter how terrifying and incredible the experience is.
But the only thing I can be sure of is that every member of Qilin is a master who can be selected among ten thousand!
In peaceful times, Qilin is a sacred beast that governs the country.
They use their vast knowledge and invincible means to help various parts of the country successfully excavate ancient tombs, take out national treasures, and quell all kinds of strange incidents.
In times of war, Qilin will show its fangs.
Whether it is a foreigner who smuggles national treasures or a tomb robber who is full of crimes, once he encounters a unicorn, his life will be dominated by nightmares.
Therefore, there was a saying in the tomb robbing circle at that time: I would rather provoke the devil of the king of hell than touch the black sword Qilin!
You want to ask me why I know this? That's because I was once a member of the Kirin, and I was lucky enough to worship Jiang Donghu, the first master in my life, and to protect the national treasure with him for most of my life.
My name is Li Jinglan. When I was twenty years old, I was admitted to the Yanjing Institute of History. At that time, the dean said that the archaeological field was in desperate need of development and that we should train the next generation of successors.
So in the first year, I learned archaeological excavation, in the second year, I learned live ammunition shooting, and in the third year, I learned courage training.
The so-called courage training is to cover our eyes with black cloth, sit in a truck and drive us to a deserted wilderness, and then throw us one by one into an ancient tomb.
Each student is only equipped with a knife, a flashlight, and a pistol with only six bullets.
At first, everyone didn’t take it seriously. When we first saw the classmate who was chatting and laughing the day before, suddenly screaming and being dragged away by a tentacle, we realized that this was not a drill!
People were dragged into the stone door at the end of darkness and squeezed to death.
The gap in the stone door is only ten centimeters west and west. I really can't imagine how much force it takes to crush a person's bones and drag him in? I don’t even know what kind of dangerous creature the dense tentacles behind the stone door are. We are just fledgling students, why should we use death to temper us?
I could only see, under the flashlight, the shocking blood stains on the door.
Some of the students were crying out of fear, some pulled out guns and fired everywhere, and some turned around and wanted to escape.
Only I began to think with all my strength, what age is this tomb, what kind of tomb-guarding beast the tentacles are, what are the weaknesses, and whether the few things in my hand will work.
The tomb has an engraved golden hat top, it should be from the Jin Dynasty!
The tentacles are very similar to those recorded in the folk classics of the Jin Dynasty: Thousand-Handed Rakshasa!
This is a plant that can kill all living creatures. Weakness: Afraid of light!
I looked at the flashlights scattered all over the floor, and then a plan came into my mind...
Of the last fifteen students, one died and thirteen escaped.
I was the only one who fought fiercely with the Thousand-Armed Rakshasa until the end, and crawled out of this ancient tomb covered with scars.
After coming out, I saw a team of archaeological experts armed with live ammunition and preparing to rescue. I realized that although Tomb No. 1102 was a test question, all dangers had been cleared during the first excavation, so it was used to test new students.
The Thousand-Armed Rakshasa we met had just awakened.
So this courage training changed from normal difficulty to hell level difficulty from the very beginning!
I didn't have time to curse at that time, because the extreme fear brought to me by the Thousand-Armed Rakshasa made me dare not even recall it. I just fell asleep in the truck. Before I fell asleep, I seemed to hear the dean say something. : You are attracted by them and they will pick you up tomorrow!
I didn't know what this sentence meant at the time, but now that I think about it, it was a lifelong honor and a lifelong nightmare.
The next day, as expected, a smiling old man came downstairs to the college.
He drives a Ford, has a sparse stubble on his chin, and holds a Hardman cigarette in his hand.
"Are you Li Jinglan?"
Seeing me nodding, he took a light breath of cigarette: "I heard that you are the only survivor of Tomb No. 1102. You have two ways to go next."
"One, turn around and go upstairs. Forget everything about yesterday. In exchange, Dean Cai will arrange a teacher title for you after graduation, so you can live your life in an ordinary way."
"Two, join us, and you will see the truly mysterious side of this world! You will encounter more dangerous ancient tombs, terrifying monsters, and you will be close to death every minute. Of course, you will also have the opportunity to see the most dangerous things in your life. An unseen national treasure.”
After saying that, he opened the car door, meaning to let me make my own decision.
"Then can I ask a question?" I said timidly: "Who are you?"
The old man hesitated for a few seconds, then smiled and revealed a strange dark black knife handle at his waist.
"Have you...ever heard of Qilin?"
