"Didn't it mean that that school was once highly sought after by dignitaries, and the identity of the owner of this tomb is obviously noble." Chu Yuanzhen analyzed.
What he meant was obvious, the owner of the tomb was a fanatical admirer of dual practice.
"It is worthwhile to see the long-lost dual cultivation technique here." Daoist Jin Lian sighed with emotion.
"Master Dao, you are not close to women, so this pair of cultivation skills is useless to you." Xu Qi'an laughed.
Daoist Jinlian's face darkened.
"The clothes worn by those people in the murals are a bit weird, and they are so old that I can't tell which dynasty they belong to."
Compared with the double repair technique, Chu Yuanzhen is more interested in another mural.
Xu Qi'an had already memorized the double repair technique on the mural, and hurriedly urged: "Let's go, get out of here, it's important to find No. 5."
He wants to monopolize such a good thing.
So everyone continued to grope forward, Qian You listened to their conversation the whole time, and knew that the thing on the mural was the legendary double cultivation technique.
Good stuff, bed affairs and practice are both correct.
For men, it is an irresistible temptation. Especially people from the quagmire like Qian You, who lack resources, lack of guidance from famous teachers, and lack of cheat books.
He quietly stepped back a few steps, and when Xu Qi'an and the others walked away, Qian You immediately turned around and went back to look at the murals.
Time is limited, he only memorized a few pictures just now, and he can't make up an effective dual cultivation technique at all, which is equivalent to useless.
"I'll go after them when I write it down, it'll be fine soon, it'll be fine soon"
Holding the torch, Qian You walked extremely fast. In the empty environment, only the sound of his footsteps echoed.
Gradually, Qian You realized that something was wrong. He had walked for so long and still hadn't returned to where the mural was.
"We haven't traveled so far, why haven't we returned to the location of the mural?"
He held up a torch and shone around indiscriminately. The tomb was empty and eerily quiet. Not only are there no murals, there are no coffins.
The murals were gone, and so were the sarcophagus and zombies He stood there for a moment, cold sweat "brushing".
Qian You's teeth trembled, and his voice trembled: "Big, hero? I'm here, don't leave me"
The sound echoed, refracted, and deformed in the open environment, and when it was transmitted back to the ear, it seemed that someone else was calling.
Qian You's back felt cold, his hairs stood up one by one, he closed his mouth tightly, and dared not speak again.
He turned his head and walked back, trying to catch up with Xu Qi'an and the others. However, he changed from sprinting to running wildly, running out of breath, and he never caught up with Xu Qi'an.
Not a single person could be seen, and in the silent tomb, only his footsteps echoed, making one feel like falling into an ice cellar, experiencing the coldness from hell.
Suddenly, Qian You, who was running wildly, stumbled under his feet and threw himself on the ground. With a muffled groan, he grabbed the torch in fear and shone it.
It was a corpse, to be precise, half a corpse.
He only had the upper body, and the lower body was amputated by something, and the wound was bloody. The organs in the abdomen were also hollowed out.
Qian You exclaimed "Ah", and backed away in fright.
There are evil things, there are evil things that cannibalize people It's nearby, I will encounter it anytime Huge fear exploded in my heart, Qian You's face turned a little bit Pale down.
"Leave, leave here quickly."
Qian You's hand holding the torch trembled slightly, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down.
He is an old man from the Houtu Gang. He has been to the tomb and experienced various crises, but none of them are as weird as the one in front of him. Fortunately, he still has the courage to not be scared to death.
"The firelight may attract evil things, but if there is no torch lighting, I may run into it head-on without knowing it. Moreover, my eyes must have degenerated and are not very sensitive to light after staying underground all year round.
"What I want to do is not to extinguish the fire, but to get rid of the smell on my body."
As a mature grave robber, he has all these things. He took out a porcelain jar from the package he was carrying, which contained a pungent powder. If you smell it carefully, it is somewhat similar to the smell of a corpse.
Qian You sprinkled the powder on his body, held a torch, and walked cautiously.
He has no sense of direction at all, he doesn't care where he goes.
Suddenly, a surprised voice came from behind: "Qianyou?"
After walking forward for a while with a torch in hand, Daoist Jin Lian suddenly frowned: "Are we missing someone?"
While speaking, he stepped back?, to go to the grave is to die. "
"Haha, it's really you." Qian You smiled instead of anger, and happily went up to meet him. When he was approaching the sick man's lord, he suddenly spilled a handful of cinnabar.
"Damn it, this shit can only deal with low-level vengeful spirits, it's useless against zombies." The sick man's helper patted the cinnabar on his body and cursed.
At this point, Qianyou no longer has any doubts.
Holding a torch, he looked over one by one, and saw the vice-guild leader with gray hair, sunken eyes, and the same haggard appearance, the old wild warlock.
At this time, the white robe on his body was already dirty and torn.
Then, he saw the girl in southern Xinjiang. The girl's originally round face was thinner, and her chin was a little pointed. She still looked handsome, but her eyes were bloodshot, as if she hadn't slept for a long time, and she looked haggard.
After he read them one by one and counted the number of people, his heart was quite heavy.
There were thirty-two people who went to the tomb this time, and now there are only twelve people left.
"Are you all hungry? I brought you dry food and water." Qian You untied the salute on his back and distributed dry food to everyone.
Including the girl from southern Xinjiang, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up, staring at the biscuits, as if staring at a naked beauty.
The team's food has long been exhausted, and they have been starving underground for several days.
During the process of distributing food, Qian You noticed that the brothers of the gang were all wounded. Some even had their arms broken and disappeared with their sleeves.
"Guangzhu, what's wrong with you?" Qian You asked.
Hearing this, everyone who was devouring food froze at the same time, and the leader of the sick man's gang said in a low voice: "We are in trouble."
This, even the blind can see it. Qian Youxin said.
"This is a maze. I can't get out no matter how I go. After I took my brothers down to the tomb, I entered a tomb full of zombies. I sacrificed a lot of brothers to kill those evil things. It was thanks to Lina, otherwise There will be more brothers killed and wounded."
The Lord of the Sick Man's Help glanced at the girl who was eating bread with her head down, and continued: "After entering that tomb, we never went out again. We have been wandering around for several days, and the water and food have been reduced one by one.
"Because of this, there was a quarrel between the gang and the masters who were invited This is not the worst, once we woke up and found that the brother of "Night Watch" was missing.
"Since that time, several brothers have disappeared for no reason every day. The team fell into a huge panic. Those invited masters had differences with us, and after a fierce quarrel, they parted ways.
"It didn't take long for us to discover that those who left the team were all dead. They died in a miserable state, as if they had been eaten by something."
Qian You's heart sank, and he inexplicably thought of the horrible corpse that tripped him.
The sick man took a sip of water, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said: "That is a monster, a very powerful monster, it is hunting us, and it eats two people every day, no more, no less."
When he said this, there was a slight tremor in his voice.
"We have repelled it twice, thanks to Lina, otherwise, maybe you would not have seen us." The leader of the sick man said in a deep voice:
"But Lina's condition is getting worse and worse. Without food and water supplements, we will eventually run out of fuel. By the way, why did you come down?"
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