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In the middle of the night, the snow stopped.

The village that was supposed to be sleeping suddenly lit up, one by one, the torches gradually gathered, like a long snake walking on the trail.They moved towards the deep mountain, not slowly, but they moved very neatly, even the sound of footsteps that should have been drowned in the snow, leaving a few meandering marks on the ground, as if some creature had crawled over.

Gao Chengjun's shoulders were covered with snow, and it was too late to brush it away, as if it was integrated with the pale robe. "Hiss... hiss..." From his mouth, a strange voice suddenly sounded, motioning everyone to stop.

What came into view was the bare mountain. There was no vegetation on this side, and many dark red pastes were piled up on the ground, constantly emitting a stench.Gao Chengjun seemed to be unable to smell the smell, with a pious expression on his face, he bent down - the desperately struggling live deer died suddenly, and all the internal organs rolled out of the torn belly and fell to the side of the rock.At the same time, the hissing sound became louder and more pleasant.

Behind him, many old people and children holding torches approached in an orderly manner, their expressions were cold, their eyes were empty, and they were as quiet as dead things.Surrounded by the torches were several people who were unconscious, judged by the village head Gao Chengjun as suitable objects for sacrifice, and without exception were trapped on a tall wooden stake standing upright for one person.

After a while, the gray and white mountain suddenly changed color. First, a thick ray of red spread from the bottom, gradually flooding, and finally dyed the whole area blood red—a crack appeared there at some point, revealing a dark tunnel— —The villagers were not surprised, but showed fanaticism on their faces, no longer the cold look just now, as if they saw something they worshiped.

"Hiss..." Gao Chengjun took a step ahead, twisting his body and sinking into the darkness.Immediately, those torches disappeared one by one, and together with the few people who remained unconscious, they were sealed in Chongyang Mountain by the cracks that gradually wriggled and joined together.

The long and narrow tunnel seemed to have no end. The villagers held torches in their hands, and there was boundless darkness in front of them and behind them.It seems that only Gao Chengjun knows where he will end up. The kind and honest expression on his face has long since disappeared, replaced by a smile, a warm smile that almost occupies the entire face, and his eyes are full of madness and piety.

There is more than one tunnel. After passing through the entire open space, there are countless deep tunnels and countless dark cave entrances—the entire Chongyang Mountain, including its underground space, is like a huge maze, and outsiders will never find it. Secret maze.Gao Chengjun and his party gradually descended, and the contours of the caves they saw on the road changed ever-changingly, narrowing or widening from time to time, but they could always accommodate the villagers to march forward.All kinds of stalagmites and stalactites began to appear on the top and around, and under the firelight, slender black shadows appeared, which were unpredictable and made the cave more mysterious.

As it got deeper and deeper into the ground, the water mist gradually became heavier, so wet that it could condense into water, dripping down the thick and long or sharp rocks, some of which fell on Cheng Wanshi's forehead, making him uneasy Consciously frowned.The torches of the villagers were not extinguished. They were slightly dimmed, but they still gave out enough light to illuminate the surroundings.

Cheng Wanshi, who was pretending to be unconscious, sighed from the bottom of his heart: Fortunately, he was brought in, otherwise, let them find it by themselves, I don't know how much time it will take.Suddenly, the shaking feeling disappeared, and it seemed that the villagers stopped.At the same time, there was a familiar sound, not the fine water droplets that I heard in the cave just now, but the gurgling of the underground river.Cheng Wanshi couldn't help but open his eyes slightly. Due to the angle, he happened to see the muddy river meandering non-stop, and he didn't know where it led.

Gao Chengjun's hair and robe were wet by the water mist, but he didn't care, standing on the bank and making a call to the river.The same was true for the other villagers, who rushed over one after another and put down the few people they were carrying.The wind picked up suddenly, and it was like howling ghosts and howling wolves in the cave, which was frightening.The villagers were very happy, their eyes were a little more agile, and they hurriedly pushed the man and the stake into the river.

After reacting, Cheng Wanshi clenched his hands nervously, urging the spells cast on everyone——

As a result, when the strange wind blew, the wooden pile just toppled over, but did not sink, and floated steadily on the water.Several people were facing up and back down, drifting with the water, and the strange "hissing" sound filled their ears, and it gradually faded away until it could no longer be heard clearly.Bai Jiu didn't fall asleep either, so he opened his eyes wide. He wanted to break free from the stake immediately, but Cheng Wanshi stopped him with his eyes.In front of them, apart from the cave, it was still a cave, and the mountain rock lost the light of the torch, but it also emitted a faint ice-blue light, just like the scales in the wooden box that day.

After a while, it seemed that the way was blocked by the rocks in the river, and the wooden stake could not move forward. Only then did Cheng Wanshi and Bai Jiu shake off the knot and rescued the three people who were still unconscious.After returning to the shore, Bai Jiu knocked down more than a dozen stalagmites and arranged them in a circle. After everything was done, he took out osmanthus sticks and amulets and threw them in the center, and the pale yellow flames burned for no reason.At this time, the sleepy people also woke up, got up and took off their wet clothes, and let the moisture dry for a while.As for the equipment they brought, they had already been hidden in paper figurines by Cheng Wanshi and carried with them, and now they are all placed on the ground.

Unknowingly, the wind also stopped, but the dark river was not calm, it seemed to be boiling gradually.The originally turbid river water gradually turned into a thick ice blue color, roaring and rushing towards the shore from time to time.Everyone turned their heads to look at the same time, and saw a few pale faces peeking out of the water, resembling human beings, but with snake-like scales.

They were sinking and floating in the water, getting closer and closer to the shore, and they let out a weird "giggle" laughter from their throats, which made people feel scared.

"What..." Xu Cheng subconsciously grasped Bai Jiu's hand.

Cheng Wanshi looked at it carefully, and felt that things were getting closer to his original guess: "The hybrid of the snake and other things is not alive."

Situ Jingwen coughed a few times, his eyes widened: "How can you move if you are not alive?"

"Maybe it's our breath." Cheng Wanshi said concisely, took out a yellow talisman, and threw it into the river.Impartially, it happened to hit one of the faces, only to hear a "bang", the thing's head was torn apart, emitting a more intense ice blue light.The rest of the monsters fled in fright, not daring to continue crawling to the bank, and quickly returned to the river.

The undamaged yellow talisman flew back and landed in Cheng Wanshi's palm, as if wrapping something.When it was opened, there was a small clear stone inside, with a familiar fishy smell.

Bai Jiu looked up and said, "Ah, sure enough, even the demon core is so small, it is indeed a bastard."

Jiang Fengbai on the side suddenly said: "It seems...someone..."

Several people immediately became alert and listened carefully. Apart from the sound of water, there was indeed a faint singing voice.But because there are too many caves, one after another, different in size, it is impossible to judge the specific location by sound alone. "Probably in this direction." Jiang Fengbai pointed to the hole beside him, "There is also wind."

"Wind? The other end is connected?" Xu Cheng grabbed Bai Jiu's hand vigorously, because he lost his glasses, probably fell into the river, and sank long ago.

Cheng Wanshi rubbed his chin; "Go and have a look, I suspect that this is a sacrificial activity in Gao Chengjun's village, to catch outsiders who entered the mountain and send them underground. There may be some kind of beast inside."

"Na Luzhuang—" Situ Jingwen blurted out.

"He should be fine." Cheng Wanshi replied meaningfully.

Since they couldn't go back the same way and had to rescue Lu Zhuang, everyone rested for a while and then walked to the cave pointed out by Jiang Fengbai.The rocks here are even more grotesque, like beasts, insects and birds, all with traces of artificial carving.But there was light in the cave, candlelight, and there were actually many candlesticks on the stone walls. After decades or even hundreds of years, the flames were still beating, illuminating the cave brightly.Everyone put away their flashlights and moved forward slowly by candlelight.

After a while, the cave was connected to a relatively spacious passage, which felt like it was deliberately dug out.There are many doll-like things on both sides of the passage, some holding stone basins and lingering with a faint blue light.

"It looks like ice..." Xu Cheng opened his eyes wide and couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Hearing this, Cheng Wanshi explained viciously: "This is called figurines, a must-have item in ancient tombs. It contains real corpses, human corpses."

Subconsciously taking a few steps back, Xu Cheng withdrew the urge to take a closer look, and leaned close to Bai Jiu.After all, as a nearsighted person who can't see the road clearly, it's better for him to be quiet.

"The burial?" Jiang Fengbai repeated, "Could it be Fuchi..."

"Maybe."

After walking through this section of the road, the things on both sides changed again. They were no longer figurines, but a long mural depicting a creature that cannot be ignored—a huge snake.It walks among the mountains, its eyes are slightly protruding, and it spits out snake letters. The head and tail are far apart, almost spanning the entire vast land.The shape of the scales is very similar to the one in the wooden box, and it is also a light ice blue.

There is a village in the mountains, and the villagers are believers in the giant snake, and they offer cattle and sheep as sacrifices to it every year.The giant snake flicked its tail lightly, and with one sweep, the undulating mountain forest instantly turned into fertile fields. With another sweep, clear spring water gushed out from the field, which was just used to irrigate food.Seeing this, the villagers bowed down one after another to show their respect.

Even after so many years, the murals have not been corroded too much.In the second half, the atmosphere changed suddenly. A young man wearing a golden crown seemed to give some orders to his subordinates. Suddenly, a group of butterflies appeared around the giant snake on the other side. Each butterfly had a beautiful face, stretching out The long mouthparts seem to be attacking the giant snake. "Look." Cheng Wanshi's expression changed, and he motioned everyone to look at Jin Guannan's face. Because the mural painted him very mighty, his facial features were quite clear, and he was quite similar to Jiang Fengbai.

"Could it be the man in black?" Bai Jiu blurted out.

Everyone was silent. In the next picture, the wounded giant snake appeared to be in great pain. Following the changes in the scene on the mural, it had already plunged headlong into Chongyang Mountain, leaving only the tip of its tail hanging outside.Many villagers who had been protected by him swarmed up with knives and axes in their hands, and with a greedy look, they cut off the tail of the giant snake, and finally took them back to the village to cook and eat them clean.

As for the butterflies who did not attack the villagers, they scattered away when they found that the giant snake was dead.

The mural ended here, and everyone sighed at the same time, as if feeling sorry for the giant snake.

"Butterfly again?" Jiang Fengbai frowned, as if some unpleasant memories were brought back by the mural.

Cheng Wanshi was also puzzled: "Butterfly... Yudie... Yudie... Scale... Missing Lu Zhuang... And Snake..."

What is the relationship between each other?

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The stupid author doesn't know much about some things about tomb robbery... It's completely made up, just take a look, don't correct me (please)