Zuo Qingcang felt a strong malice staring at him. That feeling would only happen if he was hit by a gun in his forehead in his previous life.

So he stopped and did not move, because he was worried that any action would be attacked by the other party. He could only try his best to use his ears, the light of his eyes, and the touch of his skin to constantly look at the surrounding situation, trying to find the source of this malicious intention.

But no, except for his own heartbeat and breathing, Zuo Qingcang could not hear any sounds, nor could he see any other creatures.

After about five minutes of stalemate, just as Zuo Qingcang's half-lying muscles began to ache, he was wondering if he would just retreat without hesitation, the fluorescence in front of him suddenly shone, illuminating all the tree holes around him.

In the bright green green, the tree hole near him turned into a miserable green, and the whispering female voice in his ears rang again. The next moment, Zuo Qingcang's pupils instantly dilated, and his breathing suddenly became heavier.

Because just over thirty meters in front of him, the tree hole that had originally disappeared into the darkness became extremely clear under the fluorescent light.

The three crystal coffins stood straight there, and the tree holes were very short, so the upper half of them were wrapped in various vines and branches. Zuo Qingcang could only see that in the lower half of the crystal coffin was a pair of snow-white and dry soles, and the upper part of the soles was wrapped in a white long skirt.

‘This should be a female corpse…’

Zuo Qingcang could even see the other party's long black hair dragged directly to the ground and landed on the heel of the soles of his feet. Among the three crystal coffins, the coffins on the left and in the middle were like this.

But what really made Zuo Qingcang's breathing worse was the coffin on the right. I don't know who opened the crystal coffin, and it was empty.

At this moment, the silence of the female voice who was talking to herself was already close at hand, and it sounded like she was talking in Zuo Qingcang's ear. He could feel something lying behind him and blowing in his ear.

The hairs behind Zuo Qingcang exploded one by one. He didn't have time to care about so much. The dagger in his hand stabbed hard in his back, making a series of sounds of metal and iron fighting.

After the sting, Zuo Qingcang didn't see the result. He ran forward like a big python. All the muscles in his body moved, and he walked through the tree hole with all his strength, just like the muscles and scales on the snake's body rushing up.

And behind him, a harsh female voice screamed, which seemed to contain infinite anger, resentment and despair.

Zuo Qingcang reluctantly looked back and could only see a figure wrapped in a white robe and long black hair, rushing towards Zuo Qingcang's back, like some kind of alien shape.

Just now, the dagger stabbed the other party's body as if it was stabbed on a steel plate. Until now, Zuo Qingcang could still feel the soreness and numbness coming from his arms.

Another monster that was difficult to compete with flesh and blood. After Zuo Qingcang made this judgment, he ran forward without looking back and deliberately bypassed the locations of the other two crystal coffins.

But I don’t know if the stimulation that Zuo Qingcang just now angered the monster behind him. The female corpse chased Zuo Qingcang tightly, and she seemed to be very adaptable to the environment here. After she was on all sides, she ran very fast in the tree hole. Even though Zuo Qingcang burst out his power several times, she could not shake him away.

On the contrary, his own physical strength was severely consumed. The female corpse was getting closer and closer to him, and Zuo Qingcang could even feel the harsh scream behind his head.

At this critical moment, a pair of dry palms suddenly stretched out from the top of the tree hole, and an old voice came.

"Come here..."

At the critical moment of life and death, Zuo Qingcang didn't have time to think too much, so he grabbed the stretched palm and felt a force coming. In conjunction with Zuo Qingcang's own legs, he dragged him out to the top of the tree hole.

It turned out that there was an exit of a tree hole in the dark dense forest here. If someone had not reached out to him, Zuo Qingcang would have been unable to find this exit. He was dragged out of the tree hole and came into a corridor. What he dragged out was a skinny man. After the man dragged him out, he directly extended the torch in his other hand toward the tree hole.

The female corpse, whose entire head was wrapped in long black hair, rushed out of the hole and hit the torch head-on. Under the flames, she screamed in fear.

The man shouted, "The torch will not stop him for long. You should bring the stone over and plug the holes."

Zuo Qingcang reacted quickly. After hearing this, he stood up immediately and rushed towards the stone behind the man. He pushed the stone slab towards the entrance of the cave with both palms. Seeing this, the man threw the torch directly into the tree hole, and then, together with Zuo Qingcang, he took advantage of the female corpse's retreat to push the stone slab together and blocked the tree hole.

"ah!!!!"

There was a harsh scream, and the banging sound kept coming from the other end of the stone slab. Zuo Qingcang and the man beside him could only hold onto this side of the stone slab tightly.

After a long time, the impact stopped, and the terrifying scream disappeared, and a tranquility regained the surroundings.

The man gasped and said, "It's okay, they can't leave the coffin for too long, these ghosts should go back."

At this time, Zuo Qingcang was in the mood to look at the scene around him. They were now in a corridor with a torch erected in the corridor, and the two ends of the remaining corridor were all submerged into the darkness, and I don’t know where they lead.

The damage of the corridor seemed to be very serious, with cracked walls everywhere, as well as protruding roots and vines.

Under the firelight, Zuo Qingcang looked at the man beside him. It was an old man with dry skin, skinny and bony, like a mummy corpse. The old man's face was full of wrinkles.

Looking at the old man beside him, Zuo Qingcang asked, "Who are you? Where is this place? What was that thing just now?"

"Hehehehe." When he heard Zuo Qingcang's question, the old man did not answer directly, but laughed in a low voice. When Zuo Qingcang's face became more and more gloomy, he said in a mandarin with a strong accent.

"What is my name? I almost forgot. As for where this place is, I don't know. Like you, I was all wandering on this deserted island after a shipwreck."

The old man sighed and continued, "As for the ghost thing just now, it was called Yin Nu, which was formed by a young woman who died with hatred after absorbing enough corpse energy.

Not only did he walk like the wind, he was invulnerable to swords and guns, but his whole body was filled with corpse poison.”

Zuo Qingcang looked at him coldly and said, "You are also saddened by the sea? Then how long have you been here? Have you ever tried going out to sea?"

"Going to the sea?" the old man laughed in a low voice, "You don't understand that this island can't get out of no matter how good you are to the sky. There will be no ships passing by outside, let alone this island, we can't get out of the tomb in front of us now.

When we come here, we are destined to be alone here to die."

"Tomb? You said that the place where we are now is a tomb?" Zuo Qingcang said with a frown: "Who would have built such a tomb on such a deserted island?"

"Of course, ordinary people don't." An old man's eyes emitted a gloomy and said with a mysterious look: "But the owner of this tomb is not an ordinary person. He was still alive when he was buried here."

"Living?"

He looked at Zuo Qingcang, and the old man patted his butt and stood up: "Let's go, you just don't understand, I'll take you to see it."

Seeing the old man picking up the torch and slowly disappearing into the corridor with a little fire, Zuo Qingcang thought about it and followed. After all, he knew nothing about it, and in fact, there was no other choice except to follow the old man.

The corridor is very long and looks like a hell passage that can never reach the bottom. The old man walked in front and said, "I have studied this place for a long time. All the buildings here are from the Western Wei Dynasty. This tomb has a history of more than two thousand years now."

‘Western Wei?’ Zuo Qingcang recalled Liu Zhicheng’s memory in his mind. The Western Wei that the old man mentioned was the first dynasty with a name on the Central Plains. The Central Plains people who had just left the tribal system and mastered farming, domestication and other technologies gathered together for the first time and established the first dynasty on the Central Plains. After that, the Central Plains broke up and merged for more than two thousand years before reaching the current Great Qi Dynasty.

To give an example, the so-called Western Wei is equivalent to the Xia Dynasty in China on Earth. It is a distant and mysterious dynasty.

But this made Zuo Qingcang even more confused.

"More than two thousand years ago? Did the people from the Western Wei Dynasty come to such a deserted island to build such a tomb?"

"It is Taoism." The old man said with emotion: "In ancient times, humans, gods and demons lived together. Anyone who was born had all kinds of incredible magical powers. He was able to practice Taoism and martial arts."

"But with the changes of the times, fewer and fewer people can practice Taoist arts and martial arts, and many powerful magical powers have been lost. However, in this Western Wei cemetery, many traces of profound Taoist arts that are not available now remain."

“This place was not built by manpower at all.”

"He was built by a group of people with the highest level of Taoist cultivation at the Western Wei Dynasty at that time."

"They came to this barren land thousands of miles away and built such a magical tomb just to bury something."

Listening to what the old man said, Zuo Qingcang was a little dissatisfied. Whether it was this world or the earth in the past, ancient people always liked to exaggerate the power of the ancients and mysterious people.

He felt that the Western Wei people had just entered the feudal era at that time, and Taoist techniques might have been a bit mysterious, but they could not have possessed this kind of ocean-going technology and came to such a distant desert island. This place was more likely to be created by a mysterious civilization that lacked records in history.

You should know that the so-called New World was only after the Great Qi Dynasty that the court vigorously developed maritime transportation and navigation technology, and truly discovered and began to colonize. Before that, the so-called overseas fairy islands and the country opposite the sea were just legends.

The old man looked at the torch in his hand and said, "Go ahead, this torch is about to be extinguished, this is my last torch."

The corridor was longer than Zuo Qingcang had imagined. Zuo Qingcang counted silently in his heart. The two walked for about three hours before they reached a bronze gate.

The door was tightly closed, but in the corridor on the left side of the door, a gap was exposed that only one person could pass. The old man had only a strand of fire left in the torch in his hand, and he walked towards the gap. He said, "I have never been able to pass through this door before, but the history of this tomb is too long after all. After an earthquake, a crack was cracked here so that I could go in and take a look."
Chapter completed!