It's just that there is still dark sand in the tray, and the compass is above the sand.
We were at the entrance of the passage just now, but the height was actually lower than here, so that Liu Yufu and I didn't see it.
"Feng Shui Master? Mr. Yin Yang?" Liu Yucha asked.
I took a deep breath and shook my head: "I don't know." Looking away from the compass, I looked at the face of the mummy. What made my pupils constrict was that the mummy had no nose.
In other words, the position of its nose was neatly cut off, leaving only two black holes, which looked hideous.
Moreover, his mouth is turned up, and other parts also have a look of five taboos and five musts.
I frowned, this actually puzzled me.
The craftsmen were murdered and killed, and these people died here, they should be buried with them.
How could they die in the form of disease?
I have been wearing gray fairy gloves on my hands all the time. While thinking about it, I didn't stop what I was doing and groped for the mummy.
When I started, the corpse was still shaking, as if it was about to fall.
Soon, I searched for a few things from him.
A rolled parchment book, the rest is a handful of slender sticks, and there are also several tortoise shells strung together.
I can't understand the stick, but I know the tortoise shell, and it must be related to Yin Yang.
Because there are tortoise shells in Jiang Pan's Tianyuan physiognomy.
These tortoise shells are different from Jiang Pan's. I noticed that the bottom of the tortoise shells has cracks in varying degrees, like burning.
"This should be Mr. Yin Yang, I don't know what genre he is." While speaking, I handed the tortoise shell and the thin stick to Liu Yuzha.
I spread out the roll of parchment, on the surface, there are a few small characters written on the book.
"The Book of Jianyuan in the Yin House of the Seven Sharks of the Golden God" My heart jumped to the mouth of my throat.
Liu Yucha obviously also saw these words, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Could it be that we have been twisted and twisted all the way, so that we will see the blueprint directly in the hands of the buried Mr. Yin Yang? ! You know, nine times out of ten, Mr. Yin Yang is the one who designed and built this place, so who is buried here?
However, I also feel that something is wrong, there is something empty inside the parchment.
I just opened it up.
What made my face change again was the hollow space, because the paper had been torn off a lot.
The rest of the pages are just some blank pages, and they have already turned yellow after years of erosion. My movements were too large, and they fell into tiny pieces of paper.
I tried my best to breathe steadily, let out a foul breath, and murmured: "It's not that easy." Liu Yufu frowned, but didn't speak.
I took another look at the corpse, and my eyes stayed on the compass in his hand. After hesitating for a moment, I raised my hand and took off his compass.
I didn't give Liu Yu a curse on this thing, after all, it has come into contact with the black sand, if Liu Yu's curse touches it, the loss outweighs the gain.
I carefully cleaned the compass and put it in my pocket after confirming that there was no black sand on it.
?In the hexagram, it is actually said that we can¡¯t take anything with us, but now there is one point, we haven¡¯t left yet, and because we have no other choice, we can only die here, or we will break here, or I will die here.
Mr. Yin Yang's things can suppress corpses, especially the compass, which can ward off evil spirits and transform evil spirits.
Another point is that the root of this hexagram is Wu Wu, and we share the same hexagram with Wu Wu only when we walk with him. Now that he has deviated from us, there is no need to consider his hexagram at all. Judging by the fate of Yu Curse itself.
And now I don't want to tell myself a fortune teller, let alone give Liu Yu a fortune teller.
I think Liu Yufu believes in me more, and I don't want to predict my results in advance, which will make me timid. Now in this situation, I can still analyze, deduce and calculate.
"These people have some problems." Liu Yuju said suddenly: "These people's mouths are turned up a little bit, and they can't close them. Luo Shiliu, you are also like this now. This should be the reason why you got sick after touching the black sand." I nodded, as a default.
"However, the problem is, why are you so weak and sick now, and these people, they didn't look weak when they died, and they should also be infected. Before they died, they should be much stronger than you." Liu Yu cursed Speak again.
What he said made my heart skip a beat.
Although these people have been dead for a long time and have become mummy, but under observation, ?You can still see some faces, and even though their heads are lowered overall, their spines are still straight, unlike me, it is difficult to stand up straight now if I don't support myself.
"Give me the gloves." Liu Yufu said again.
Immediately, I took out another pair of spare gray fairy gloves and handed them to Liu Yu.
After he took it, he began to grope around the mummy of Mr. Yin Yang.
A moment later, with a sudden ripping sound, he directly tore off the clothes on Mr. Yin Yang's chest.
He stood in front of the corpse, just blocking my view.
"Luo Shiliu, go and tear off the clothes on the chest of the other mummy to see what's there." Liu Yuju said quickly.
But I was puzzled in my heart, I don't know what kind of mystery Liu Yu's curse is playing?
No, no, Liu Yu's curse never plays tricks, he must have discovered something!
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