"So, they went missing?"
A few minutes later.
Chen Yulou, who understood what had happened, was in disbelief.
After the two of them made a trip down, they actually didn't find anyone alive or dead. This was the first time he had encountered such a strange situation in his ten years of traveling in the martial arts world.
Feng Bai nodded." Yes, I've been searching here for a long time, but I didn't find any traces.”
"It's been so long. I'm afraid something has happened.”
Looking at the two pieces of clothes and the scattered items on the ground, Chen Yulou felt his eyebrows twitch.
After all, it had only been half an hour since the two of them fired the whistling arrows.
It wasn't a long time, but it wasn't short either.
There were too many variables!
However, no matter how one looked at it, this matter was filled with a strange and indescribable feeling.
"Shopkeeper, could it be that he ran away at the last minute?”
Miss Hong suggested.
"No, those two are desperate people who want money more than their lives. How could they be willing to leave with the ancient tomb in front of them?”
"Maybe he's addicted to smoking?"
There were not many people under Old Man Luo who did not smoke.
Nowadays, when people smoked, they wouldn't care even if there was a big problem. They would only focus on smoking.
Miss Hong had seen such a person on the mountain.
It was impossible for two living people to be captured by ghosts, right?
"It's useless to guess more. When the brothers come down, we'll find out.”
Chen Yulou shook his head.
His heart was beating a little fast as he got off to a bad start.
After waiting for a while, Kun Lun and Hua Ma Guai finally came down from above with more than ten bandits.
"Let's find them first. Whether they're dead or alive, I want to know where they went.”
Chen Yulou waved his hand.
Before they could rest, they started to look for him again.
Nearly 20 people, holding miner's lamps, had searched the entire cave several times. Unfortunately, other than the clothes left on the stone steps, there was no trace.
At this point.
Everyone was starting to panic.
"Shopkeeper, is there really a Corpse King down there?”
Hua Ma Guai could not help but think of the rumor that the old Miao said.
After all, in the past few hundred years, many bandits and Tufuzi had tried to enter the ancient tomb of Bottle Mountain, but none of them had succeeded.
This matter had already explained many problems.
"Cut the crap, if there really is a Corpse King…"
"Shopkeeper, there are footprints here."
Just as Chen Yulou was about to scold him, he heard a shout from not far away.
Footprints!
These two words immediately made everyone's spirits rise.
The presence of footprints meant that there was still hope, or rather, clues.
The group of people quickly followed the sound. At the edge of the hall, there was a strange building.
There was a well, a winding corridor, a fake mountain, and stinky stagnant water.
There was a corridor in the middle.
Walking along the corridor, he could see a side hall.
There were countless armors and weapons in the side hall, but they had long rusted and almost broke with a touch. As for the footprints, they were on the ground of the side hall.
No one had set foot in this place for many years, and a thick layer of dust had long accumulated on the ground.
In the dust, one could clearly see more than ten messy footprints.
It was obvious that someone had been here.
"It should be those two fellows who want to get into the muddy water to fish for gold.”
Hua Ma turned around and immediately guessed the whole story.
Those guys were all greedy for money. After they came down, they probably found that there was no danger so they hurriedly released the whistling arrows and then ran here to get a sum of gold and silver.
Unfortunately, this side hall was not inside the ancient tomb, but a sacrificial pit on the periphery.
Back then, the Yuan Dynasty soldiers were ordered to suppress the Miao people here and suffered heavy casualties. These weapons should have been left behind by them.
Pa!
Suddenly.
Hua Ma Guai, who was standing at the side, stretched out his hand and patted the back of his neck. At the same time, he cursed.
"There are still mosquitoes in this winter?”
"Mosquitoes?"
Chen Yulou was stunned.
It was extremely cold down there, and there was also a wind that came from who knew where. How could a mosquito survive?
Just as this thought rose in his mind, he suddenly felt an indescribable palpitation.
All these years, he had been robbing tombs everywhere and had experienced countless dangers. However, he was able to escape death every time because of his intuition for danger.
At this moment, the palpitation in his heart caused his expression to change drastically. Subconsciously, he shouted at the people around him.
Other than him, Feng Bai also sensed danger approaching. The two of them spoke in unison.
"No!"
"Run!"
The two roars shocked everyone.
Everything had happened too suddenly. No one had expected that the shopkeeper would let them escape.
However, Chen Yulou couldn't care less. He turned around and ran away after giving the warning.
However, before he could take half a step, he felt someone grab his shoulder from behind.
He subconsciously turned around.
It was this one glance that almost scared Chen Yulou out of his wits.
On his shoulder was a skinless hand. It was covered in pus and blood, as if it was covered in candle oil. It was extremely disgusting.
"Bloody corpse…"
Chen Yulou's heart pounded wildly, and he immediately thought of the King Corpse that was circulating around here.
However, he was also a ruthless person. When he saw that he was entangled, he was not in a hurry to escape. Instead, he pulled out his small divine sword and was about to stab back.
However, when he turned around.
However, he discovered something that terrified him even more.
The bloody corpse was none other than the Huamaguai that had mentioned mosquitoes.
His outstretched arm had already begun to fester rapidly, and his entire person let out an extremely miserable cry.
"Kidnapper!"
Chen Yulou was in disbelief.
Just as he was about to reach out, Feng Bai immediately stopped him.
In the next moment.
Everyone saw that in the blink of an eye, the Huama crutch had completely rotted and melted. Other than a puddle of stinky pus, only his clothes were left.
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