。It was as if a slaughterhouse had dismembered limbs piled up haphazardly. The thing in front of him was obviously not a person. It looked like it was made up of the limbs of several people. There were four or five heads among them. They looked different, but each of them had the same vicious and resentful expression. Under the pale light, they looked terrifying and sad.
Tong Kui suddenly said.
"This isn't a f * cking conjoined body, this is a monarch corpse!”
Perhaps I was too ignorant and had never heard of a monarch's corpse. I wanted to ask him, but I wasn't out of danger yet, so I could only hold back and wait for Bro Flattop to give the order to tear this guy into pieces.
At this moment, Bro Flattop said,
"This thing should be worth some money. Let's separate and surround it. Don't let it escape.”
Then, we split up and surrounded this guy from four directions. The monster looked at the surrounding lights scattered in four directions, and its expression became confused. At this time, Flattop Bro took the opportunity to shout,
Four fences pierced into the monster's body and fixed it in place. However, this fellow was obviously unwilling to surrender and kept struggling on the spot.
I knew that this thing was very evil, so I thought of burning it to death.
"What should we do now? Do we have to use fire?"
" This won't do," Biaozi said." Didn't you say it's valuable? How can we sell it if we burn it to death?"
Bro Flattop and Biaozi thought about the same thing and said to me.
"Jue Zi! Hold the knife for me first, I'll tie it up.”
I quickly freed my hand to hold the other knife. Then, Bro Flattop tied the guy up with a rope like a crab. Only then did everyone put away the knife, but they still used the electric light to shine on it, afraid that it would play some tricks and run away again.
I heaved a sigh of relief and asked what the corpse of Kuidi was.
Tong Kui said proudly,
"This thing is very simple! A monarch's corpse was a corpse created by powerful people to be buried with. In the slave society, many of the victims were slaves. The methods used to bury these slaves were generally cruel. They were basically dismembered in batches and then randomly piled up in the burial pit. However, these limbs didn't die immediately. Moreover, they happened to meet Tai Sui in a place with good feng shui. The heavens had the virtue of cherishing life, so these limbs would be connected by Tai Sui, forming this kind of half-dead monster, called the emperor's corpse. You see, this Earth Corpse has four heads, so it is made up of at least four people. However, this does not mean that it has four thoughts. In fact, they are only a part of this Taisui. However, because they cannot move and see themselves, they all fantasize that they are still alive.”
I didn't expect Tongkui to know so many strange things as a teacher. On the other hand, I still had some knowledge of the barbaric darkness of ancient China, so I wasn't too surprised. However, Biaozi was different. He did not graduate from primary school. When he heard that people were buried together in ancient times, his pure heart could not accept it for a moment. He said,
"F * ck, according to what you said, our ancestors are too despicable. Even animals wouldn't do such a thing! When the tiger died, he had never heard of a rabbit being buried with it.”
I felt the same way.
"This was how ancient society was like. All the good things were said, but all the bad things were done. However, you couldn't curse all the people in ancient times. Only a small portion of the ruling class practiced human sacrifice. The majority of the working people were still very pitiful.”
Biao Zi argued with me and finally said,
"No matter what, the owner of this tomb is not a good person. I'll turn it upside down later.”
At this moment, he looked at Bro Flattop again. He was using a black marker to draw back and forth on the monster. I knew at once that he was going to do his old job of operating on these monsters.
After marking it, he said,
"Gather the bones on the ground, pour oil on them, and light a fire.”
We immediately did as he said. Soon, the fire started to burn, and the tomb was immediately lit up. The murals on the walls on both sides became more vivid, and the figures seemed to be looking at us.
Bro Flattop didn't waste any time and started to operate on the monster under the light of the fire. Screams immediately rang out in the catacomb. It didn't seem to come from a human at all. The three of us couldn't take it anymore and had to cover our ears. Looking at this monster again, although this guy's body was as hard as a rock just now, now that Flattop Bro's knife had cut down along the marked position, it was as if it was tofu. It could not help but remind people of the idiom of the chef dissecting a cow. After the limbs were removed, they immediately withered like wood and lost their vitality. Flattop Bro threw them into the bonfire beside him. About ten minutes later, all the limbs were removed, leaving only an irregularly shaped piece of fat. It should be the Taisui.
Bro Flattop wiped the sweat off his forehead and held the Taisui with his bloody hands.
"Amitabha, Lord Taishang is in a hurry, Hallelujah-quickly pack up this piece of meat, it's worth some money!”
After I took it, it shrunk into a ball, just enough to fit in my bag.
Tong Kui opened the bottle and washed the blood off Bro Flattop's hand. Then, everyone continued to walk in. After about 60 to 70 meters, they arrived at the tomb at the end of the tomb path.
Under the illumination of the miner's lamp and the fire, it was a rectangular tomb, more than 30 meters long and about 15 meters wide. Most of the area was occupied by a pool against the wall. The water in the pool did not look shallow. There was a boat floating in the middle, and the coffin of the tomb owner was on the boat. Perhaps to make the pool more lively, there were huge murals painted on the inner walls of the pool. There was an ancient willow tree growing in the water on the right. The green vines hung upside down into the pool and intersected with the water grass. Coupled with the sound of running water on the stone wall beside the willow tree, the tomb was quite emotional and lively.
We unconsciously looked at the huge mural because the theme of the mural was painted in bright red, which was particularly eye-catching.
The painting seemed to show the situation of ancient sacrifices.
There was a white-bearded old man sitting on the cloud. He held the sun in his left hand and the moon in his right hand. He looked like an immortal. In the middle of the picture was a woman wearing a mask. She should be the priest at that time. Next to him was a square cauldron that was boiling. The liquid in the cauldron was boiling, and the smoke spiraled up to the white-bearded old man. At the bottom right corner of the screen was a group of short people in tattered clothes. They were all holding sacrifices to offer to the sacrifice. There were not only all kinds of agricultural products and livestock, but there was also an old man holding a baby. It seemed that he was going to offer the child to cook.
Although it had been a long time, the colors of the murals were still as bright as new. Biaozi did not read much and did not understand what this mural meant, so he asked Tongkui what it was.
Tong Kui watched with great interest and explained to him,
"It's the situation of ancient sacrifices!"
Biao Zi scratched his head and said,
"What is a sacrifice? If you didn't tell me, I would have thought it was an ancient multi-level marketing scene!”
Tong Kui couldn't help but laugh. He didn't explain much to him and just said that he was worshipping God. However, he was not much better off. Although he was considered a person who had seen the world, he was too poor to say stupid things in front of this magnificent mural.
"Such a big mural and it's so well preserved. If we steal it, we can sell it for a lot of money.”
Biaozi felt incredulous after hearing this, but he also suffered the loss of being uncultured. He said,
"Who wants this thing! Buy it and paste it in your bedroom? Isn't that too unlucky?"
Although this mural wasn't beautiful, it wasn't my goal at all. I just wanted to quickly open the coffin and take out something valuable and easy to sell. In the entire scene, the priest looked the most eye-catching. In terms of photography techniques, it was called a close-up. This gave me reason to believe that the masked priest was in the coffin on the ship.
"As the leader of a multi-level marketing and crooked organization, this guy can't be as shabby as that witch doctor!”
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