We were staring at the piece of clothing high up, and the head on the clothing suddenly and silently turned around and smiled sinisterly at us.
Although Shiry Yang and I were horrified, we did not panic.
It is said that evil spirits cannot turn around, and the screen walls in rich people's houses are specially designed to ward off evil spirits and evil spirits.
The hall in the back hall is full of stone walls.
At most, I have to go around with her a few times.
Anyway, it is daytime outside, so I don't have to worry about having no place to escape.
Thinking of this, I took out a black donkey's hoof and shouted: "Hu I’ll treat you to braised pork chops today.
Look at me.”
He raised his hand and threw it at the head in the darkness.
The black donkey's hooves, which are designed to defeat zombie evil spirits, flew through the air with a strong wind.
As soon as I exerted my strength, the wolf eye held in my other hand could not stabilize itself.
As soon as the light flickered, the top of the hall was immediately covered in darkness.
I only heard a "pop" sound in the dark place, and a large object fell.
It fell on a mural wall next to the stone monument where Shiry Yang and I were.
I hurriedly shined a flashlight over it to see what kind of ghost it was.
When I looked closely, I saw a half-insect man grinning at us on the mural wall.
The worms are already twice as big as when they first left their mother's body.
Just now they were forced back to the Calabash Cave by the anti-insect drugs on the Lingyun Heavenly Palace and the Spiral Plank Road.
However, the several layers of insect tunnels in the King's Tomb complex must have been mainly It is aimed at rats, ants and the like, and it has been around for a long time.
Once such a large person adapts, it will not have much effect.
The evil man slipped into the temple at some point and happened to bump into the muzzle of the gun.
I was hit by the black donkey's hoof that I threw at the evil devil and fell on the mural wall.
The black donkey's hoof I brought with me was found by Yanzi when I was in Inner Mongolia.
I've had it with me for more than a year.
It was about the same size as an iron ball.
I accidentally hit it on the left eye of the evil man.
He hit him so hard that his eyes were sunken, a lot of green water leaked out, and he hissed in pain.
Shiry Yang and I used our wolf eyes to look at the ruffian on the mural wall, but accidentally discovered another set of clothes hanging on the roof of the hall behind it, and the style was also very weird.
It should be a leather armor belonging to the ancient Southwest Yi people.
It also only had an armor, and there was no body inside.
Moreover, this suit of armor didn't even have a head.
It only had a horn helmet buckled on it.
It was impossible to see whether there was a human head in the helmet.
It seems that there is more than just a set of red shaman clothes in the back hall.
I wonder what happened to the owners of these clothes.
Most of them have been killed by King Xian and sacrificed to heaven.
But I was not allowed to think about the reason any further.
The one-eyed man at the top of the mural wall had already jumped out of the air.
Shiry Yang fired three shots from the Type 64 in his hand, knocking it down from mid-air.
The fat man below immediately caught up and fired a few more shots.
The fat man raised his head and shouted to us: "There are many more coming in, damn, they are sure to eat us."
As he spoke, he continued to pull the trigger, and the dark palace was suddenly illuminated by bullets.
Shiry Yang said to me: "How can they track them?
Do they smell like dogs?
But the fact that these guys grow so fast must be related to the special environment in the gourd cave.
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They will not live too long away from their nests." " I was in a hurry to get the submachine gun from under the stone monument, so while climbing down from the stone monument, I said to Fatty and Shiry Yang: "While there are not many of them, eliminate them all as soon as possible, and immediately close the door of the short corridor of the apse.
Since the large insects are in If the oxygen concentration is normal, it won’t survive for too long, as long as we can survive for a while.”
There were no fewer than dozens of rogues who sneaked into the palace.
Although the number was small, it was difficult to eliminate them all at once, so they had to use the scattered stone tablets and painted walls in the palace to deal with them.
The fat man and I stood back to back, relying on each other, and shot the gangsters who rushed over one by one.
The fat man said to me in his busy schedule: "Commander Hu, we don't have much ammunition, so we need to take it easy."
When I heard him say that there were not many bullets left, I felt a little impatient.
The Chicago typewriter I was holding was misaligned.
A man who had just been bitten by a bullet was shot three times in the back, and he jumped into the shooting place behind the mural wall.
In the blind spot, the bullets behind me were all nailed to the wall, causing brick dust to fly.
I wanted to kill each of them, so I followed them closely and moved to the inside of the mural wall.
I saw the seriously injured beast squatting on the lid of the black cauldron, staring at me eagerly, opening its four big mouths and howling, venting the pain of having its muscles and bones shattered by large-caliber bullets.
Seeing that I was catching up to him, the seriously injured man immediately went crazy and ferociously pushed the lid of the cauldron with both limbs, using his strength to rush towards me.
Its strength was surprisingly strong, and the force of its support actually pushed the lid of the black copper cauldron backwards from the cauldron.
With the mural wall behind me, it was difficult to dodge, but I knew very well that the opponent was attacking fiercely and fiercely.
He concentrated all the remaining energy in his life on his mouth, preparing to die with me.
I didn't even dodge.
I raised my gun and wanted to kill it in mid-air.
Unexpectedly, I pulled the trigger and the bullet jammed.
I'm really afraid of what comes next.
Although this American-style equipment is sharp, it's old stuff.
It's rare that it's stuck until now.
I wanted to turn the butt of the gun to hit the man who was flying towards me, but it came fast and fiercely.
I could only smell a foul smell at the end of my nose, and the strange mouth with swollen palate limbs and teeth had already rushed towards my face.
I had no choice but to hold 1a1 across its neck.
Unexpectedly, the opponent seemed to be extremely powerful, and the power of the attack was not reduced at all, knocking me to the ground.
I took advantage of the situation and kicked the belly of the evil man, and with the force of its attack, I kicked it back.
The head of the evil man just hit the mural wall, and immediately left a mark on the snow-white wall.
A large black stain.
Seeing that the evil man was still alive, I wanted to go forward and smash his head into pieces with the butt of my gun, but I heard a heavy metal rolling sound from behind, as if a huge wheel was crushing me from behind. .
I thought to myself where the hell the train had come from, but I didn't dare to lift it, so I quickly turned over and hid to the side, and the lid of the huge black cauldron rubbed my back and rolled over.
The stubborn man who had just struggled to get up from under the mural wall was hit by the edge of the tripod cover.
With a muffled sound like a watermelon falling from upstairs, a large amount of black blood splattered across the entire mural wall.
It was smashed into a pile of insect mud by the heavy cauldron cover, and its head was deflated.
It was no longer possible to distinguish where the head was and where the wall was.
Only the forelimbs were still open and shaking.
As the saying goes, shooting oneself in the foot is like shooting oneself in the foot.
This naughty man must have had many good deeds in his previous life.
He only wanted to pounce on me and bite me, but he was crushed on his head by the lid of the cauldron that it pushed open.
The gunshots in the hall were still ringing.
Fatty and Shiry Yang had already killed more than a dozen of the largest monsters and were in the process of killing the remaining ones.
Seeing that I was safe for the time being, I felt relieved.
I pulled out the drum drum and ejected the jammed bullet, which almost killed me.
Then he wanted to help Fatty and the others, but as soon as he got up, he saw a strange and indescribable sight.
The six-legged black cauldron that had lost its lid was filled with white flowers, and they were all naked corpses.
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Judging from the corpses, there were men, women, old and young, and the number was at least seventeen or eighteen.
These corpses were piled up in white solidified grease.
The grease was as transparent as skin jelly, so they looked like they had been made into wax corpses.
The blood stains on the corpses were clear.
I thought to myself: "It seems that Shiry Yang was right.
Sure enough, the corpses were cooked to offer sacrifices to heaven.
These corpses are probably the owners of those weird clothes on the roof.
Maybe they are all the Yi people captured by King Xian." , the most distinguished people are the Yi King’s family members.”
As early as the Xia and Shang Dynasties, there are records of using cauldrons to cook people to sacrifice to the gods of heaven and earth, and the people being cooked could not be ordinary slaves, otherwise it would be considered disrespectful to the gods.
It seems that King Xian died before the ceremony of riding a dragon to the sky was held, so this "cauldron" was not put to use yet.
I also thought about the sinister smile of the evil ghost in the corner of the palace just now.
Did he want to prevent us from opening the lid of this cauldron?
Is there any shameful secret in this cauldron?
Even though there was a naked female corpse, covered with butter, curdled fat and blood, think about it.
I feel sick to my stomach, and no one fucking wants to see you.
These barbarians died in strange ways.
I really didn’t want to look at them any longer, so I wanted to turn around and leave.
Before I even moved my feet, I suddenly felt a hot air coming out of the black cauldron.
I saw six beast legs under the cauldron, like six fire unicorns, facing inwards corresponding to each other, and six pillars of fire spewed out from the beast's mouth.
The black surface on the cauldron immediately burned violently.
The corpses in the cauldron were wrapped in fire and hot oil and began to melt quickly.
The smell in the temple was nauseating.
The six-legged black cauldron turned into a big fireball at this moment, and the raging flames illuminated the entire apse.
I saw more than a dozen sets of exotic clothes hanging on the roof of the hall, each of which was different, and none of these ancient clothes seemed to be prepared for living people.
I didn't care to watch carefully anymore, and hurriedly summoned Fatty and Shiry Yang to get out of here quickly.
There may be fire salt in the bronze cauldron, which would be triggered immediately when the lid was moved.
It was originally burned by King Xian when he was preparing to offer sacrifices to heaven on the platform, but it caught fire inside the palace.
The main body of Lingyun Tiangong is a nanmu and brick structure.
It is built on the dragon halo.
It is very dry.
In this short period of time, the wood in the palace has been roasted by the heat and made a "cracking" sound.
It seems that this Tiangong is going to become a fire palace. .
There were still four or five ferocious beasts left in the hall.
Fatty and Shiry Yang were fighting with them around the stone tablet in the corner.
They were startled by the sudden huge fire, and they all changed their colors in horror.
They immediately followed me and rushed towards the connection.
The short corridor leading to the front hall might turn into roasted meat if we stayed there for a moment longer.
Unexpectedly, before stepping out of the back hall, the roof of the short corridor suddenly seemed to collapse, and it suddenly collapsed, blocking the exit tightly.
At this moment, I don’t know whether I should be happy or complain.
If I had taken a few steps faster, I would have been smashed into a pile of meat by this giant rock.
But at this moment, the fire was coming step by step.
There was no way to escape, and I would be burned to death later. die.
Now, with the equipment we have, trying to extinguish the fire is just a dream.
The heat wave in the palace is blowing against our faces, and it feels like our eyebrows are about to be burned by the fire.
The fat man was spinning around in a hurry, so I grabbed him and said to the fat man and Shiry Yang: "Don't panic, first wet your hair with water from the kettle."
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The fat man said: "Doesn't that mean that the head is ignored and the body is ignored?
Besides, this little water is of no use at all, so what is it?"
While the fat man was talking, we suddenly heard a loud bang on the wall of the hall.
We turned around and saw a big hole in the wall.
The head of the mercury dragon that plunged into the King's Ascension Picture in the front hall actually passed through the back hall. partition wall.
A large amount of mercury spurted out from the mouth of the faucet exposed in the apse, and the ground was immediately covered with large and small silver balls.
I was so anxious that I rushed to the beam door, and hurriedly said to Fatty and Shirey Yang: "The palace door can't get out.
It has a roof of nanmu keels and glazed tiles.
Let's quickly go up to the stone monument and blow up the roof of the palace from above."
The fat man also forgot about his fear of heights.
He raised his hand and pointed at the stone monument in the corner and said: "This is the highest monument.
Let's take a ladder to go up.
Hurry, hurry.
If it's too late, you'll have to grow a lot."
The mercury on the lamp was stained."
As he spoke, he ran over.
Shiry Yang and I didn't dare to stop.
We avoided the mercury at our feet and jumped to the foot of the tall stone monument at the corner of the hall.
The three of us took a ladder and climbed up the stone monument.
Above this stone tablet is the place where the upper body of a red shaman with a heavily made-up human head and the lower half of his clothes is empty hanging from the roof of the palace.
However, only here is it possible to climb the wooden beam on the roof of the palace.
I was a little hesitant.
Although I didn't see clearly how she was laughing and whether she was a corpse or a ghost, in short, the female corpse with heavy makeup was definitely not a kind person.
Just as my thoughts changed, three beast heads were also poked out from the other three walls in the hall.
They were also devices that spit out mercury.
The ground in the hall was immediately covered with mercury.
Even if there was a real ghost on the top of the palace, I couldn't care less, so I had to reach out and let the fat man drag me up to the stone monument.
At this time, Shiry Yang had hooked the main beam of the hall with his flying tiger claws, jumped onto the beam of the nanmu frame, and lowered the rope and pulley.
The mercury in the temple was already very high, so I asked Shiry Yang to use the zipline to hoist the fat man up first, and I would get up last.
When he leaned down and looked down, the flowing mercury was already more than half a meter deep and was increasing rapidly.
The flames of the six-legged black cauldron burning in the hall also dimmed.
The firelight reflected countless flowing ripples on the mercury surface, making the light and shadow in the palace very beautiful and even more eerie.
At this time, due to the raging flames, the air in the temple became much thinner.
The remaining wretches fell to the ground and squirmed, half buried in the mercury.
Looking at their struggling looks, they could no longer survive without us doing anything.
It’s been a long time.
The large amount of mercury in the temple was forced by the temperature of the flames, emitting a pungent smell of hot mercury.
The smell was extremely unpleasant.
If you smell it too much, you will be poisoned.
Fortunately, it is not fatal in a short period of time.
Once the fat man got on the wooden beam, I didn't dare to neglect, quickly hung up the climbing rope, and used the pulley to pull myself up.
As soon as I got on the wooden beam, I remembered the shaman's robe hanging on the top of the palace.
I looked back from the main beam and saw that the bright red woman's witch robe was hanging silently on a beam behind me, no more than a foot away from me.
Mi, in the reflection of the flowing light, it seems that the clothes are alive, swaying slightly.
Shiry Yang said that this is like the witch robe worn by the "Shan Po" among the Yi people.
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Although I have never seen it before, I know that if it is related to the sacrificial activities of King Xian, there must be eyeball marks, but this red robe does not.
If the eyeball decoration is a shaman's clothing, it must be the clothing worn by important figures among the people killed by King Xian.
At this time, the three of us were on the beams hanging from the top of the palace.
Below was the ever-increasing mercury.
The wood on the palace had been roasted by the fire just now.
Although the fire was extinguished, it still expanded due to heat and made a crackling sound. .
On this single-plank bridge that was about to break at any moment, we all thought at the same time, isn't there a human head on the witch's clothes?
Just now, I was dealing with the same group of ferocious villains, and I was only trying to avoid the mercury and fire below.
Almost every minute and every second was life-threatening, so I temporarily forgot about the woman's head with a sinister sneer. think.
Unexpectedly, the fire in the hall has been extinguished, and the wooden beams on the top of the hall have become pitch black again.
Sets of strange clothes are hanging in the middle.
The light from the spotlight on the helmet shines through, making it even more shadowy and shadowy.
Thousand-year-old ghosts hanging on the top of the temple are looking for their lives.
The closest one is the woman's witch suit that is as bright as blood.
Looking at the outline in the darkness, there is indeed something in the upper body, but the head is blocked by a short beam, so it cannot be seen clearly.
I gestured to Fatty and Shiry Yang behind me, telling them not to move yet.
Will the mercury fill the back hall for a while?
I want to go over the wooden beam to see if it is the ghost with the Yi Ren Shempo in the witch clothes.
"Shan Po" is a witch who can communicate with God in a state of hallucination by taking drugs.
Although she is called "Shan Po", she is not necessarily an older woman, she may also be a young woman.
Such a witch has a very high status among the barbarians.
In the name of God, she has all the right to speak.
I asked the fat man for his mountaineering pickaxe, looked at the mercury on the ground, held my breath, and crawled towards the witch robe on the wooden beam.
It was a bloody woman's head.
The face was covered by long and messy hair, with only a narrow slit in the middle exposed.
The head hung downwards, not moving at all.
I can’t figure out how the eerie laughter came from just now.
Is it a zombie or a ghost?
Legend has it that zombies will also scream like night owls when they are burned by fire, but the laughter we heard just now, It was a cold and sinister smile.
His grandma's must be seen clearly.
If there is a ghost, it just happens to blow up the glazed roof of the palace, allowing sunlight to come in and extinguish its soul.
Even if no clues can be found, this weird set must be burned with a lighter.
Clothes to avoid future trouble.
Although it was dark in the hall, it was daytime outside after all.
Thinking of this, he became more courageous and moved forward half a meter on the main beam.
From this angle, he could fully see the drooping face of the corpse in witch clothes.
I saw that the face was frighteningly white, not the kind of deathly white without blood, but because of heavy makeup, a thick layer of powder, two patches of bright red rouge on the cheeks, and tight red lips. close.
But I still couldn't see her eyes from my position.
When I was about to poke the female corpse's head with the mountaineering pick in my hand to raise her up a little so that I could see clearly, I heard the corpse suddenly let out a curse at me.
Laughing, "Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey."
Although I was prepared, I was still startled.
I quickly backed away, but unexpectedly I lost my balance.
My body swayed and I fell from the main beam.
Fortunately, I was still hanging a rope, so I didn't fall into the mercury that filled the hall. middle.
The moment I fell, I saw the light swaying on the mercury, and a thought suddenly appeared in my mind.
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There are many weird places in the back hall of Lingyun Tiangong, especially the sudden mercury mechanism.
Although the exit is blocked, the upper level of the palace can easily break through and escape even without explosives.
So what is the point of this mechanism?
Isn't it useful?
To deal with the intruders, but to use a large amount of mercury to bury a secret hidden in this apse: