Amidst Lao Jiang's scolding, I learned that the white-faced boy was actually a blood evil that was rare to see in a century.
The blood demon that had just come out of the coffin was just a skinless corpse, covered in blood, and could only perform simple attacks and hunting movements, so it was not scary.
But as it sucks more and more blood, it will slowly grow new skin and facial features.
At that time, its strength will also grow like flying!
Therefore, this blood evil did not expose himself at first, but took advantage of the greed of Xiushui villagers, tricking them into opening the coffin, and slowly drained the blood of the whole village to increase its strength.
Now it has grown skin and a mouth. If it grows a nose and eyes, I am afraid that the Li Zhi King will only be one step away...
I asked Lao Jiang, is the Ximei in his mouth another Black Sword Qilin?
Lao Jiang replied: "Yes! Ximei's sword is the nemesis of this thing. As long as she comes, we will be 90%25 sure this time."
"Meow..."
While Lao Jiang and I were talking, a cat meowed suddenly from the cave.
The cry was very fierce, as if it was warning the enemy. I immediately thought of the golden-skinned tortoiseshell cat in the cave.
"Not good! Something happened."
Lao Jiang's reaction was faster than mine. He threw away his cigarette and rushed into the cave in three steps and two steps at a time.
When I turned on the flashlight in a panic, I saw that the fur on the cat that I had brought up the mountain had exploded, and it was staring in a pair of copper-bell-sized eyes, baring its teeth and growling in one direction.
And in that direction, Kong Ergou was actually hanged to death by a hemp rope!
His face was livid, and half of his tongue was hanging out, but his face was smiling at me.
"How could this happen?" I asked Lao Jiang.
How could a madman die in front of two living people?
You must know that we were just standing nearby, and we would notice any disturbance.
"That thing should have arrived just now. Kong Ergou was charmed and committed suicide." Lao Jiang checked the body and judged: "It's just that the thing was too fast and we couldn't find it. Only this little guy Saw."
After saying that, Lao Jiang pointed at the golden-skinned cat wearing a hat.
I suddenly realized: "So you bought it and asked me to hold it all the way. It turned out to be for this function!"
Lao Jiang explained that cats and tigers are close relatives and are born with the hunting talent of ferocious beasts.
In addition, the sense of smell and vision are tens of thousands of times that of humans, so no matter how fast the blood evil is, cats will still mistake it for an enemy invading their territory.
But I raised another question, since the blood evil can take care of Kong Ergou, why not take care of us as well.
Lao Jiang pointed to his head and told me: "Because it has an IQ and knows that we are more difficult to deal with than Kong Ergou. Have you ever heard of the cat and mouse game?"
Lao Jiang's words made my face slump, and I was so passionate that I wanted to slowly kill us.
"It won't let anyone come out alive."
Lao Jiang said with a solemn expression: "Let's go! We have to find its lair quickly. This blood evil has not yet fully formed. It has to go back to the tomb to swallow moonlight essence every night. That is when it is at its weakest."
After saying that, Lao Jiang took the lead and continued up the mountain, and I quickly hugged the golden-skinned tortoiseshell cat.
This time, I found this fat cat particularly pleasing to the eye.
We soon arrived at Xiushui Village. The village is sandwiched between two mountains on the Kuixing treasure land. It has beautiful scenery and white walls and black tiles.
But the whole village has become an uninhabited village just like the intelligence we saw.
Lao Jiang and I kicked open the doors of each house, and sure enough we couldn't even find the bodies, the livestock had disappeared, and we couldn't even hear the birds.
An entire village was ruthlessly wiped off the map, which gave me a very strange feeling.
And behind the village, we found the blood river formed by the mudslide!
At this time, the blood river was so red that the bottom of the river could not be seen, and it gave off a pungent smell. The bloody smell we smelled at the foot of the mountain should have wafted out from here.
The entire river of blood flows down from the top of the mountain, like a red ribbon.
I found a glass bottle and wanted to take a bottle of water. I looked at the light and studied what the red substance was.
After all, I graduated from the Department of Archeology and know something about scientific research.
Lao Jiang suddenly shouted: "Don't move!"
I don't know what happened, but one foot I took stopped in the air.
It turned out that there was a row of strange shoe prints in the mud under my feet. The shoe prints had a crescent-shaped pattern and did not look like the villagers' flat cloth shoes.
Lao Jiang knelt down and took a look and said, "Have you seen these rows of anti-slip patterns? These are climbing shoes, worn by tomb robbers. Be quiet when you go up the mountain. They should be wandering around the ancient tombs. nearby."
"What about this water?"
"Are there any missing villagers?"
"If we don't figure it out, why don't we start searching for the grave? Didn't you say that if you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be in danger."
I hesitated.
Lao Jiang looked at me with a smile: "I have only been a teacher for one day, and I am learning quickly!"
"You will understand everything when you climb to the top of the mountain..."
With all kinds of doubts, Lao Jiang and I climbed along the tidal flats on both sides of the Blood River towards the top of the mountain.
Some places were extremely steep and winding, so I had to use the grapple hook and climbing rope in my backpack. After all, I come from an archaeological background, and these are basic abilities.
Just when I wanted to throw the holed rope to Lao Jiang, he was walking on the steep slope with a smile on his face, and he was far ahead of me in just one breath.
I can only see this skill in martial arts novels, and it really is a black sword unicorn!
After Lao Jiang sat on the top of the mountain and smoked a cigarette leisurely, I climbed up sweating profusely. I just wanted to praise him for his awesomeness, but he asked me to look down.
Following the direction of his finger, my eyes nearly popped out!
Because we are on the top of the mountain, we can overlook the entire Blood River. With the strong penetrating power of the sun, I saw that the bottom of the blood river was full of corpses. These corpses were all twisted in weird postures. Some had their necks turned 180 degrees, and some had their legs twisted into figures. type.
The most horrifying thing is that they all opened their mouths wide and raised their pale hands as if calling for help, just like the bloody dolls in the hands of a performance artist.
If Lao Jiang hadn't supported me, I might have fallen headfirst, because this scene was so terrifying!
I never expected that dozens of people in Xiushui Village who had disappeared from the world would actually sink to the bottom of the river of blood.
This river made them rich and became their tomb!
"Look a few more times, and you won't be afraid if you experience something like this again." Lao Jiang said calmly.
I rested for half an hour before Lao Jiang and I continued to explore deeper into the top of the mountain.
The intelligence said that a thunderstorm split open the tomb on a rainy day. There were already traces of thunder burns on some of the gravel under our feet, so it must not be far away.
The more this happens, the more careful we have to be. Even the cat in my arms was tied up and mouthed by me.
According to the storytelling, it is: The horse picks the bell and the person gets the title, because it is very likely that a group of tomb robbers are entrenched nearby.
Sure enough, what we thought came to mind, and after advancing less than a hundred meters, we saw a huge blood-red cave! The cave was surrounded by cracked rubble, and the scary thing was that blood was leaking out of the cave.
Although the blood was only two fingers thick, I knew that this was the source of the monstrous blood river!
At this moment, there were more than a dozen figures gathered next to the cave. These people all had scimitars or earthen guns on their waists. Their naked upper bodies revealed strong bronze muscles, and they were chattering like they were quarreling.
This group of people must have been here for two days, because there were two military green tents set up nearby.
Lao Jiang and I hid behind a stone barrier and could vaguely see several wounded people lying in the tent. These wounded people all looked pale and moaned from time to time.
What surprised me was that their injuries were all missing half of their left and right arms.
This reminded me of the scary story the coachman told me when we came here: An unmanned carriage came back last night, pulling a load of bloody broken arms!
"Zhang Datou, this tomb is a man-eating beast. The brothers worked for two days and two nights, causing heavy casualties. You still force people to go in. Isn't it a bit unethical?" A big man said.
"Yeah, if you want to do it, I want to keep my arms around the girls at home."
Another person echoed.
"presumptuous!"
The leader, a man with a white turban and a fierce look on his face, scolded: "Go back with empty hands. How can I explain to the families of the dead brothers? Whoever dares to desert again will be shot by me."
After saying that, he slammed a box gun on the ground, and the slanted scar on his face immediately shocked the group of thieves.
But soon, the group of thieves panicked again, because an accomplice who had just been put into the hole came out. He was pulled back with a safety rope by the two people guarding the entrance of the hole.
At this moment, he had become a bloody man, rolling on the ground and making miserable screams.
I looked closely at his wounds and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Like the wounded in the tent, he also had both arms missing!
