In the burial pit, the dragon meandered.
He slid to a spot, raised his head, and opened his mouth.
Bada.
A corpse fell to the ground.
A dumpling covered in green fur quickly came forward and positioned the corpse in a fixed position.
Then, a spider crawled onto the corpse's face and started to apply makeup on it.
The dragon glided to the next spot, still raising its head and opening its mouth.
Bada.
Another corpse fell to the ground.
The green-haired dumpling ran over and repeated its actions.
Another spider climbed up to put on makeup.
Green fur dumplings, also known as green zombies, the corpse aura emitted by the corpse and the body of the zombie were green.
It was extremely fast and was not afraid of humans or livestock. It was only afraid of sunlight.
500 Terror Points each.
To Chu Feng, it was just a drizzle.
These corpses were all dead grave robbers that had been swallowed by the dragon.
They would contribute to Chu Feng's frightening career.
……
Hu Bayi, Wang Pangzi, and Shirley Yang ate some dry rations, changed into black night clothes, and dragged the centipede up the mountain ladder.
Seeing the bright moon rise, the four of them immediately set off.
The moonlight tonight was as clear as water, so they didn't light up the lanterns. They put out the lanterns and hung them on their waists.
Walking on the mountain road, it was a quiet scene.
Not long after they turned into the valley, the noise of the bandits in the main hall could no longer be heard.
The closer they got to the bottom of the valley, the colder the moonlight became.
Gradually, a dark cloud appeared and blocked the moonlight.
At this moment, cries could be heard from the depths of the forest. They were extremely sorrowful and miserable, as if they were wailing at the funeral of a dead person.
It sounded extremely miserable in the dark forest, making one's hair stand on end.
Francolin Whistle stopped talking and listened attentively for a moment. Then, he took the lead and covered the nose with a black veil to hide the breath of a living person.
Then, he took out the German-made mirror box and opened the nose of the gun, making it ready to fire at any time.
He pointed in the direction of Hu Bayi and the other two, indicating for them to follow closely behind him. Then, he stealthily moved forward, slowly following the sound of crying and wailing.
When he came to the source of the sound, it turned out to be the short flat door that he had seen at the top of the mountain during the day.
The stone door was divided into two sides. There were some simple patterns carved on them, and there were two large copper rings on the left and right sides.
The stone door cracked open.
The wind blew through it, and that whimpering sound came from it.
Francolin Whistle called out to Fatty Wang. The two of them grabbed the copper rings on both sides, took a deep breath, and pulled hard.
The door creaked open.
Behind him, Fatty Wang took out the lantern and waved it. Just as he was about to enter, he was stopped by Zhe Gushao. He shook his head, took the lantern, and stuck half of his body in. After smelling it, he called everyone in.
It was too dark inside, and one lamp was obviously not enough to illuminate the room. Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang lit another lamp each.
In front of him was a long catacomb.
As the lights were not bright, everyone could only hold onto the catacomb and walk forward.
Shirley Yang felt that the touch on her hand was not a cold and neat brick surface, but something that felt like wet hair, and the bottom was uneven.
She felt disgusted and subconsciously pulled her hand away to shine the lantern on it.
A human face with a distorted face and no white eyes appeared on the stone wall.
Shirley Yang was frightened by this thing and was about to call out, but she realized that the face was very stiff and was directly embedded in the wall.
She suppressed her surprise and went over to take a look.
It turned out to be a embossed on the wall.
Fatty Wang also noticed this strange embossed. He leaned over to take a look and clicked his tongue in wonder."This carving is not bad. Why are the lines so delicate?”
When he said that in a loud voice, the rest of the people looked over. Hu Bayi wiped off the mud on it and touched it. He shook his head and said,"This is his real face."
Fatty Wang, who was still lying there studying, immediately turned his head and said in disdain,"No way, Old Hu. Is that true? If it was a human face, it would have rotted long ago.”
"This is a technique to make mummies. It has been around for a long time." Hu Bayi confirmed. Before a person died, while the blood had not coagulated and the skin was still fresh, a special medicine would be smeared on the outside of the entire corpse. Then, the person would be buried alive. This kind of corpse could guarantee that it would not rot for thousands of years.”
"Then why is it here?"
" It should be a burial custom," Zhe Gushao said." It's like the terracotta warriors of Qin Shihuang. They represent the watchers or guardians of the underground. It's just that this kind of human sacrifice is too evil.”
The few of them discussed for a while before continuing to move forward. The tomb path was inclined downward. Every few steps, human faces would appear on the wall, making people feel a chill.
The front and back of the catacomb were pitch-black. The lantern could illuminate the area, but its penetrating power was very average. When he looked back, it was pitch-black.
Walking in front, Francolin Whistle reminded,""It's the end."
Francolin Whistle took two steps forward and lit up the surroundings.
In front of him was a space of thousands of square meters, and it was a low-lying land like a pot. There were layers of corpses piled up in it, and there were countless of them.
"Is this a tea party?" Fatty Wang glared.”
Everyone was stunned on the spot. Not all of the corpses had turned into white bones. Instead, they were arranged in a circular shape, layer by layer.
What made people's hair stand on end was that all the corpses were kneeling on the ground.
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