Time passed by minute by minute.
It's getting closer to seven o'clock! ! !
To be honest, I have become a frightened bird. Even the sound of water dripping in the cave will make me think that the blood evil is coming.
Suddenly, I saw Lao Jiang on the beam pull out half of the black knife, and He Lanxue, who had closed her eyes to meditate, suddenly opened her eyes.
I knew: it was broken, that damn thing must have arrived!
Sure enough, a burst of creepy laughter began to approach. The laughter moved from left to right, floating in the tomb passage in a sinister way.
I couldn't help but poke half of my head out, wanting to see what this legendary blood evil looked like?
How is it different from what Kong Ergou painted?
Then I saw a pale, awl-shaped face appearing between the two tomb doors.
The face was flat, and although it had no eyes, I could feel it staring at me, and I stared at it with wide eyes.
It was like this for a few seconds, and I finally let out a scream!
Lao Jiang reminded on the crossbar: "It has found you, run up and run in."
I didn't care much at that time, so I stood up and ran away.
But I always felt a bit uncomfortable while running. The main tomb chamber was sealed and there was only one entrance. How could I run in?
Looking back, I saw that the blood demon was suddenly attracted in. His feet stepped on the glutinous rice and made a sizzling sound. I understood everything immediately.
Lao Jiang left me down there just to use me as bait and use my living breath to lure this ghost into its trap.
At this moment, I wanted to use all the curse words I had accumulated for twenty years, but I heard Lao Jiang shout: "Get down!"
Soon enough, Lao Jiang and He Lanxue drew their swords at the same time.
But when I saw two figures crossing behind Xue Sha, it was as if the wind stopped, the light stopped, and time stopped at that moment.
Only a cross-shaped sharp blade, like a thunderbolt in the darkness, broke through the blood evil's back.
Seeing this scene, I only remembered a poem: Two swords intertwined with snowflakes cut through the muddy water of Wusong River!
The blood demon let out a shrill howl, and dark red corpse water gurgled out from the wounds on his back. The smell was extremely foul.
But this seemingly fatal blow did not kill it, but instead aroused its anger.
In order to avoid the glutinous rice on the ground, it jumped to the top of the tomb with a swish. The blood-red nails on its western limb dug firmly into the rock. Its head turned 180 degrees strangely and locked onto me. It looked like a white stripe. The miserable Westleg Snake.
I don't understand why this thing is aimed at me?
No matter where I ran, the blood demon would jump there, and its sharp hook-shaped nails could even scrape five deep ravines on the stone platform.
"What should I do now?" I asked in disgrace.
Lao Jiang and the two are still some distance away from me, and they are not as fast as the Blood Demon, so we can't count on them in a short time.
"Let the cat out." Lao Jiang said.
Only then did I realize that there was a cat on me, and I quickly tore the strip of cloth from the cat's mouth.
Strange to say, this little tortoiseshell cat with golden skin and colorful skin was not afraid of the blood evil at all. It exploded its fur and roared at the blood evil, just like a tiger descending from the mountain.
I also took the opportunity to get up and want to go back to Lao Jiang.
"Follow the glutinous rice and don't look back!"
Lao Jiang yelled, but it was too late to remind him. When I turned around, I happened to be right next to the bloody face.
In a daze, I felt that my body was getting lighter and lighter, as if my soul was about to fly out.
The face of the bloody demon obviously had no eyes, but I saw a pair of eyes with infinite magic power, which wanted to take me to another world...
My eyes were dull and I couldn't move my western limbs.
Just when I thought I was about to become the prey of this thing, there was a sudden cry in the tomb, and there was a clanging sound of a sword being drawn.
A long sword pierced the blood evil heart without mercy, it was He Lanxue!
At this moment, she was still holding the sword in one hand and kneeling on one knee. She was cold and charming with a bit of heroism, and the part where the blood evil was pierced immediately seemed to be ignited, with clusters of black flames emerging.
The more the Blood Fiend struggled, the more intense the flames burned, eventually burning the thing into a dry skeleton, turning the head into ashes.
No wonder Lao Jiang said that He Lanxue’s sword was the nemesis of the blood evil. This is the meaning of the sword’s name ‘Yehuo’.
In Buddhist scriptures, the fire of karma is the fire of hell that can purify all souls.
After the blood evil is solved, we can finally open the main coffin with confidence and boldness!
Although the coffin was hung in mid-air, it was not difficult for the three of us. After visually checking the distance, I used cables to form a simple pulley block and quickly lowered the coffin.
On the front of the diamond-shaped coffin, there is a line of ancient writing printed on it.
"The tomb of the rebellious minister Wen Tao...is actually Wen Tao!"
I was shocked. I never thought that in the quiet Xiushui Village in western Fujian, I would find the tomb of this famous tomb robber in history.
According to legend, Wen Tao was a ghost general during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period.
The reason why he is called a ghost general is because he has a ghostly air no matter whether he is fighting or behaving as a person.
He once led the digging army into Luoyang in one day and night, saved the then emperor, and was named the King of Different Surnames.
Moreover, his army never received military pay and food from the court, and only marched late at night. Sometimes passers-by would see this army carrying coffins, scattering paper money, and dancing while advancing, like an undercover army pressing down on the enemy, so the enemy would be frightened even before a confrontation.
The truth is that Wen Tao was originally a tomb robber, and his men were all rogue bandits, so wherever they went, the Digging Army would dig up all the local tombs, large and small, and take away the rare treasures and share them equally.
But these emperors turned a blind eye. After all, who doesn't like generals who don't want military pay?
Unfortunately, Wen Tao suddenly died of illness one day. The emperor hosted a grand funeral for him, and the record of him in the official history ended here.
But what kind of disease did Wen Tao suffer from? Where did his digging army go after his death? All a mystery.
After listening to what I said, Lao Jiang didn't comment.
Indeed, the tomb in front of us is full of contradictions. A general who was crowned king was not buried in Luoyang, the eastern capital, but was sent to this barren land...
The tombstone was also written with the words "Rebel" and the coffin was sealed. How big is the hatred?
But I have a strong feeling for the first time that as long as I open the coffin, all questions will be answered.
I cast a look at Lao Jiang.
Lao Jiang was silent for a moment and said: "Let's go!"
So Lao Jiang and I took out chisels and other tools and pried bit by bit along the gaps in the coffin lid.
Who would have thought that it took us more than ten minutes to kill a blood demon, but it took us nearly an hour to pry open this coffin.
Because there were a total of twenty-eight nails driven into the coffin, I was already sweating profusely when all the nails were pried out.
"Ximei, please watch carefully! This is the Twenty-Eight Constellations Soul-Suppressing Nail."
Lao Jiang said: "The person who designed this tomb wanted the deceased to turn into a blood evil and never be reincarnated."
"It's just that there was a flash flood in Xiushui Village and something happened. As a result, it was the wife who was buried with him who turned into a blood evil first."
Another seal!
I asked, "Is this coffin safe now?"
"It's not a big problem, but it's always good to have Ximei watching over you."
As Lao Jiang said this, he asked me to help push the coffin board away. He Lanxue just stood there with his sword drawn, looking murderous.
After opening the coffin, all the surprises we expected did not happen. There was only a dry skeleton in the coffin. The skeleton had a ferocious expression and its mouth wide open, as if it had suffered great despair and torture before death.
And the back of the coffin board was filled with lines of blood words, like a death curse separated by thousands of years!
When I saw the scratches mixed in with the blood words, I understood everything in an instant.
This mummy, or rather Wen Tao, did not die of a normal illness, but was nailed to a coffin and suffocated to death.
I touched the bloody words with my hand, and a dusty secret slowly unfolded...
It turns out that Wen Tao accidentally found an ancient scroll in his later years, which recorded a shocking tomb. For him, who was a tomb robber, this was the biggest challenge in his life!
But when he set out with an army of 10,000 diggers, he also encountered the biggest failure in his life.
The blood letter did not say what happened to him, it only said that they encountered a curse from the netherworld, thousands of Dizi soldiers died, and Wen Tao himself could not afford to fall ill.
But the more this happens, the more fatal the tomb becomes to Wen Tao!
So he didn't even become a king with a different surname. He just lived in seclusion at home, simulating the method of breaking the curse over and over again, looking forward to going to the grave for the second time!
However, when the news reached the emperor's ears, it turned out that Wen Tao was planning a rebellion.
In order to avoid suspicion, Wen Tao simply pretended to be dead of illness, hoping to escape Luoyang.
All this has been known to the emperor for a long time. The emperor personally supported the funeral, nailed Wen Tao's coffin, and buried him in the barren land of western Fujian. He decreed that the person who betrayed him would never be reincarnated!
At the end of "The Blood Letter", Wen Tao issued a vicious curse to kill the Second Emperor of the Later Tang Dynasty.
He also said that the unknown ancient scroll was in the copper box he carried with him, and that his precious notes on the tomb and his experience in robbing the tomb were also marked on the ancient scroll.
I hope that future generations will have the chance to visit this place and fulfill their unfulfilled wishes and visit the Yin Ruins for the second time.
"What did you call that tomb?" Lao Jiang asked in a surprised tone.
"Yin Xu." I replied.
What surprised me was that Wen Tao's previous experience was so bizarre that it didn't arouse Lao Jiang's interest.
But when he mentioned the word 'Yin Xu', his entire expression changed, and even He Lanxue behind him had a strange look on his face.
But no matter how I asked, Lao Jiang just wouldn't tell me.
There is only one sentence repeated: "Boy, I don't tell you, it's for your own good."
In desperation, I had no choice but to turn my attention to the copper box that the mummy was holding tightly in my arms.
This copper box is square in shape, and each side is engraved with exquisite patterns. However, the patterns on each side are chaotic, just like a Rubik's cube waiting to be restored.
Just don't know why?
These chaotic patterns always give me a sense of déjà vu, as if I have seen them somewhere.
"Don't touch it!"
I subconsciously touched it, and Lao Jiang shouted: "This is a rare machine box. If you spell it wrong in one step, the contents inside will be destroyed."
When Lao Jiang was carefully preparing to take out the copper box, he couldn't help but cursed.
Because even if the copper box is moved slightly, the chaotic patterns on it will be displaced. Wen Tao is really the king of tomb robbers. This also means that everyone’s idea of bringing the copper box back and gathering the power of Qilin to crack it has been ruined.
Either open it here or go home.
"It seems that there are mechanisms in this world that I can't open..."
Old Jiang sighed.
Then he turned to He Lanxue for help, and He Lanxue also shook his head.
After all, no one dares to gamble on a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
But at this time, the familiar feeling in my heart became stronger and stronger. The copper box seemed to have been waiting for a thousand years, just waiting for me to open it.
"Maybe I can try."
I have a strange way.
"You?" Lao Jiang and He Lanxue both looked at each other in disbelief.
In their eyes, I was just a newbie in the archeology department.
Without waiting for the two of them to agree, I took over and relied on my super telepathy to restore the seemingly unbreakable box to its true appearance in Lushan in just five minutes.
It turns out that each side of the copper box is engraved with a picture of a ghost beast sprinkled with gold.
It’s just that the six-faced beasts are different. There are Chaos, Qiongqi, Taotie, Taotie, Xiang, Wu Zhiqi, etc. They are all named and surnamed beasts in the Book of Mountains and Seas. These beasts are all related to each other. Surrounded by a weird big eye.
Something unexpected happened to everyone. After the correct restoration, there was just a 'click' sound, and the box actually split into two.
A piece of dust flew out, revealing a thick stack of parchment rolls inside.
It actually, really opened!
"Boy, how did you do that?"
Lao Jiang looked at me as if he were looking at a monster.
I smiled bitterly and said, "If I said that the pattern on this box is tattooed on my back, would you believe it?"
