thefictionvixens Chapter 120
Chapter 120
After Pan Zi jumped into this bluestone passage, he found that it was not deep, and there were about ten meters in total.
He held up his flashlight and shone it around, but he didn't find the corpses, and there was no other danger.
He waved his flashlight at it and motioned for them to come down.
After a while, several people jumped down.
It is a straight bluestone passage, about ten meters wide.
There are many dark black stone statues carved on both sides of the bluestone passage.
All of these statues had huge heads, and their faces were blurred, like the shadows of those large-headed corpses.
Everyone saw that there was some hair in their hearts, and Monk Hua took out a knife and plunged it into the wall.
There was a 'ding' sound on the walls, but the black statue didn't change.
Seeing this, Chen Pi Ah Si said
, "Don't be suspicious, these are scary statues, you don't think those corpses are hidden on this wall, right?"
Seeing this, Pan Zi and Wu Huo said:
"Let's go! After delaying for a while, Wang Fatzi may have scolded his mother in his heart." After
saying that, he turned on the flashlight and walked towards the depths of the passage.
This passage is L-shaped, and after walking for less than ten minutes, a 90-degree corner appears in front of you.
Everyone stepped around the corner, and a huge stone gate suddenly appeared in front of them.
Chen Pia Si recognized at a glance that this was the stone gate of the tomb.
The stone gate should still be a tomb road, but there will definitely be a different place after the door.
Fortunately, the stone door is not heavy, and there is no stone blocking the door, so it is easy to open.
When the stone door opened, the crowd entered.
Sure enough, I found something different inside, and the tomb road here has become wider.
The distance between the two sides may be forty or fifty meters.
Such a wide tomb passage is not unusual in the main mausoleum, but it is extremely rare in the accompanying mausoleum.
Pan Zi said suspiciously
: "Could it be that we have walked to the location of the main mausoleum?"
Wu Hui silently calculated and said:
"It shouldn't be yet, the reason why this place is so wide should be because of those earthen pots." Only
then did they see that there were countless clay pots on both sides of the tomb.
The clay pots are black, half a man tall, and are arranged in a very regular pattern on both sides of the road, and there are thousands of them.
"How can there be so many clay pots here?" asked Panzi.
No one answered, one by one frowning at the clay pots.
The cold sweat on Wu Hao's head flowed down at once, and he felt endless coldness on these clay pots.
And he always felt that these clay pots were like they had eyes, staring at him one by one with strange eyes.
"Be careful, I always feel that these clay pots are not simple, as if they are trying to eat people. Chen Pia Si said.
It seems that everyone's feelings are the same as him, and Wu Huo is even more nervous.
Junzi asked in horror
, "What is in this clay pot? How can it give people such a feeling, and I haven't seen those corpses all the way, where are those corpses?"
With that
, he walked over to a clay pot and quickly lifted the lid of a jar.
A thick aroma of wine overflowed.
The aroma of this wine is too strong, and everyone has a feeling of fluttering immortals.
Pan Zi looked inside with a flashlight and found that there was some thick liquid inside, which seemed to be wine.
"It turns out that this jar is used to store wine, and these ancients will really enjoy it, and they will make such a big place to put wine when they die. Panzi said.
Hearing this, everyone's tense expressions relaxed.
"What you smell is the aroma of wine, and what you see inside is wine?" Zhang
Haotian's strange voice sounded.
As soon as everyone was about to nod, they heard Pan Zi exclaim:
", why are you here?"
Everyone ran over a few steps, only to find that Wang Fatzi was blushing, leaning on a clay pot with more air and less intake.
Seeing that this was about to die, Panzi hurriedly walked over and laid him flat, pressing on his chest non-stop.
Just when everyone thought he was dead.
He took a deep breath and sat up for a moment.
Wu Harmony and Pan Zi were overjoyed.
Pan Zi scolded:
"Damn Wang Fatty, what kind of bad luck have you had in the past two days, and you have almost been hooked by these things several times." "
Wang Fatzi just woke up, although his brain is still a little unconscious, he also knows that he has been rescued.
He arched his hands from side to side and said
, "Thank you, thank you. "
Fatty, why are you leaning on this clay pot and grabbing your corpse?" asked Monk Hua.
Before the fat man could speak, he heard a slight noise from the clay pot.
The crowd looked stunned, and when they calmed down to listen carefully, the voice disappeared again.
Ye Cheng said suspiciously,
"Strange, how did I hear a sound in this jar?" "I
heard it too, it seems that what we just heard was not an illusion." Panzi said.
Seeing this, Chen Pi'a Si's eyes narrowed, made a gesture, and said in a very small voice:
"There is a problem with this jar, you get out of the way." When
everyone heard this, they retreated lightly towards the tomb behind them.
Zhang Haotian admired their vigilance a little, but did nothing, but slowly retreated with everyone.
When everyone retreated to a certain distance, the iron egg in Chen Pi'a Si's hand flew out quickly and hit the clay pot just now.
I only heard a few sounds of 'bang, bang', and the clay pot was hit and exploded.
A terrible woman's cry suddenly sounded, and it made people's scalps tingle.
Wu Hui, Pan Zi, and Monk Hua held flashlights to watch around, and there was nothing around quietly.
The jar cracked, countless viscous juices splashed wildly, and the aroma of wine overflowed, and this section of the tomb was filled with the smell of wine.
Except for Zhang Haotian, the others were slightly drunk by the fragrance of this wine, their brains were dizzy for a while, and their eyes turned into ghosts.
"Damn, it's a thousand-year-old wine, and the smell alone makes people dizzy. Wang Fatzi said.
"Such a powerful wine can't be a treasure, right? I've heard people say that a thousand-year-old wine can make people fly to immortals.
Ye Cheng's face was full of greed, saliva was about to run down the corners of his mouth, and he took several steps forward.
"Why don't you try it first? Chen Pia Si said.
Ye Cheng's footsteps stopped as he advanced, and the expression on his face was a little frightened.
After saying "don't dare", he retreated behind Chen Pi'a.
And in front of them, next to the cracked jar, lay a large-headed corpse.
The head of the corpse was shattered by Chen Pi'asi, and a green liquid flowed out of it.
The green liquid stained the jar with a viscous black liquid, and the black and green colors were mixed together.
It's muddy and weird!
And they are still discussing the question of whether the wine in this jar can become immortals after drinking.
Wang Fatzi saw the stunned Ye Cheng
and said: "It is said that thousand-year-old wine, thousand-year-old wine, this is thousand-year-old wine, why don't you drink two sips at this time?"
After speaking, he walked to a jar, opened the lid of the jar, and lay down to take a sip.