The tree branch wrapped tightly around his ankle.
Wang Cheng's body swayed in the air, sometimes high and sometimes low. It was a hundred times more exciting than riding a roller coaster.
His stomach spasmed violently, as if it had been twisted into a lump.
His mind was blank, and his neck felt like it was being strangled by someone. The strong feeling of suffocation made him feel extremely painful.
Suddenly.
The tree branch seemed to have had enough of playing around and quickly retreated. Wang Cheng felt his body empty and then fell with a bang.
"F * ck, he won't fall to his death, right?"
It was at least three to four meters above the ground. Wang Cheng was so scared that his soul almost flew out.
The nightmare of falling from the roof when he was young had come true. A sense of powerlessness after drowning instantly filled his heart.
Bang!
He could not let his imagination run wild.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Cheng had already landed on the ground.
First, his back, then his body.
Wang Cheng felt as if all the bones in his body were about to break. He saw stars in front of his eyes, and the intense pain assaulted him. His entire body subconsciously curled into a ball.
He didn't know if the broken bones had pierced through his heart.
Every breath he took stung him.
He could clearly feel a salty taste on his tongue.
"It's over. I'm probably going to die here.”
Lying on the ground, Wang Cheng tried his best to open his eyes to prevent himself from fainting.
He knew that there were countless zombie beetles in the darkness. If they smelled blood, they would definitely devour him in an instant.
Thinking of that scene, he could not help but shiver.
The death of the boatman was still fresh in his mind.
Taking a few deep breaths, Wang Cheng tried his best to recover.
A few minutes later, he regained some strength and quickly sat up. He took out a bottle of painkillers from his backpack with great effort and swallowed it without mixing it with water.
When the medicine took effect, Wang Cheng immediately felt a little better.
At least it didn't hurt that much.
It really hurt.
Fortunately, he did not touch the rocks on the rock wall when he came down. Otherwise, he would have been cold by now.
He raised his head and looked around.
There was a faint light overhead, coming in through the cracks in the cave.
Wang Cheng remembered that it was noon when they entered the mountain. Logically speaking, they had only been here for two to three hours at most.
The light here was actually so dark.
There was only one explanation.
The cave was deep underground.
He didn't know how those people found this place through such a deep layer of soil.
Wang Cheng was a little puzzled, but his gaze was quickly attracted by the huge Nine-Headed Snake Cypress not far away.
It was estimated to be dozens of meters tall.
On the tree, countless vines crisscrossed vertically and horizontally. In the darkness, they looked like countless tentacles. It was definitely the ultimate nightmare for people with trypophobia.
In addition, Wang Cheng could vaguely see many fruit-like things swaying along with the vines.
"Could it be a head?"
Looking at that thing.
A strange thought suddenly flashed through Wang Cheng's mind.
The name Nine-headed Snake Cypress sounded terrifying. How could it grow so tall with just the nutrients underground?
using human blood to raise snake cypresses.
This might be hard to imagine today, but in the Warring States Period, life was more worthless than grass. Who would care about that?
"Right, the altar!"
While his thoughts were running wild, Wang Cheng suddenly thought of something.
When he was standing on top, he clearly saw a stone platform below and a figure lying on it.
"Where was it?"
As he thought about it carefully, he looked around.
Unfortunately, when he came down, the miner's lamp was thrown away. The surroundings were extremely dark, and he could not find where it had fallen.
He reached out and touched his side. Suddenly, Wang Cheng's expression became extremely ugly.
A chill ran down his spine.
He felt…a hand!
A cold hand!
It was as cold as ice.
"F * ck, my luck can't be that bad, right?”
Wang Cheng seemed to have thought of something, and his face was filled with discomfort.
He rummaged through his backpack and found a few fireballs.
After lighting it up, the light of the fire shone. Wang Cheng lowered his head to look at his body and realized that he was actually lying on a corpse.
It was a female corpse.
She was wearing a white veil, her eyes were closed, and her face was serene.
The corpse was well preserved. There was almost no sign of decay, as if it had just fallen asleep.
"Wait…"
When his gaze landed on the female corpse's face, Wang Cheng almost cried out in surprise.
This face was extremely similar to the face of the thousand-year-old female corpse he had seen in the corpse cave. If one did not look closely, they would think that they were the same person.
What the hell was going on?
Twin sisters?
For the first time, Wang Cheng felt that his brain was a little lacking. He clearly knew everything like the back of his hand.
However, after he really entered, he realized that there were too many uncertainties.
Wang Cheng silently said that he didn't mean to offend her and quickly got up. It was a little disrespectful to lie on a corpse.
When he turned around, he realized that there was a male corpse beside the female corpse.
He was wearing a bronze mask with a fox face.
Looking at the mask, Wang Cheng suddenly felt a strong sense of familiarity.
"The Warring States Silk Manuscript…Yes, the silk manuscript in Third Uncle's hands.”
He suddenly remembered that when he was looking at the painting, his third uncle had pointed at a fox face and told him that it was the location of the ancient tomb.
Now it seemed that…
Someone had indeed integrated the location into the text.
He didn't stay on the man's face for too long. After all, that thing looked evil, not to mention that he wasn't calm enough to look at a thousand-year-old corpse.
He walked around with a lighter.
To Wang Cheng's surprise, he really found the miner's lamp. And it could still be used after falling from such a high place, except for a little flash.
Wang Cheng didn't bother about anything else. He looked past the altar and at the Nine-Headed Snake Cypress.
If he remembered correctly, there was a coffin hidden in the tree hole.
And the fish talisman was inside!
Flowers, flowers, flowers, say important things three times
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