Climbing down the concave frame, He Xiaoman quickly came up with a weird dark brown thing on his hands and feet.

Zhao Qingming and Yuan Limin followed He Xiaoman towards the entrance of the cave. Firstly, the smell here was really bad, and secondly, the light at the entrance of the cave was better than here.

He Xiaoman pieced together the broken thing in his hand. It was a box surrounded by wooden boards on three sides. To be precise, it should be something similar to a small Buddhist shrine or a shrine.

I have never eaten pork before but I have always seen pigs running away. He Xiaoman remembered that Buddhist shrines under normal circumstances should be golden or bright red, which represents nobility and auspiciousness. However, the flattened shrine in her hand was so rich and deep that it was almost

In black color.

Not to mention He Xiaoman, who has a keen sense of smell, even Zhao Qingming, who came over to observe the Buddhist niche carefully, could smell the smell of blood that was carried by the mountain wind from time to time.

Looking down at the strange color of this Buddhist niche, Zhao Qingming's hand trembled when he touched it, and he almost peed in fear.

That's... that's...

At this moment, He Xiaoman's eyes were long and narrow, and the ends of his eyes were lifted up like phoenix eyes but a little sharper than phoenix eyes. They were smiling, but Zhao Qingming felt that this long face was inexplicably reassuring and reassuring in his eyes at this moment.

There's a bit of fear.

She was obviously just a little girl who looked unreliable, so why did he want to get close to He Xiaoman, but didn't dare?

Realizing that Zhao Qingming was staring at him, He Xiaoman raised his lips and extended the smile from the corners of his eyes to the corners of his mouth. He was indeed smiling, but it was like a devil's smile, which made people tremble in their hearts.

"Didn't you guess it? Yes, this is not a Buddhist niche. Whose Buddhist niche is painted with blood!"

Yuan Limin and Zhao Qingming suddenly took a deep breath.

Blood... a Buddhist altar painted with blood?

Looking at the thing on my hand, it's so dark and dark with red and red, and it's red with black. It's like it has been soaked in blood for countless times and left for many years to get this color and smell of blood.

But He Xiaoman still couldn't find any sinister smell on it with his eyes.

This is something she has never understood.

Most ancient people believed that the soul is hidden in blood, including many evil sects in the West, so many formations need to release blood.

In fact, including in Tibet, when a yak is slaughtered, the blood will be drained before death to help it atone for the sins it has owed in this life, and to wish it to be reincarnated as a human in the next life, and to release the life soul hidden in its blood.

Return to wholeness.

He Xiaoman couldn't figure out what this thing was, but she knew that she had found some clues to the death of several people in succession.

Yuan Limin had never seen such an evil thing in her life. It might be due to mental effects. She only felt the rancid smell of blood coming towards her face, which was disgusting.

"I have already looked at the location of the Buddhist niche. If I am not mistaken, this Buddhist niche was thrown down from here when you first came here, and it ended up being your temporary toilet."

From preparing to camp at around 4 o'clock in the evening to leaving camp at around 8 o'clock the next morning, everyone used this temporary bathroom.

In other words, everyone has offended the sacred place where the Buddhist altar is enshrined.

Zhao Qingming suddenly felt a little angry.

"Don't blame those who don't know. Even if it's our fault, we later brought things to sincerely worship. Killing people is just a nod. Three lives, aren't they enough?"

In fact, He Xiaoman thought so too.

However, before Liu Ming died, he still repeated the curse, emphasizing that "you are all going to die, and it will be useless to do anything." That was an affirmative tone. It seemed that members who had been to Lao Xiong Cave, no matter how you struggled to your death, the outcome was already doomed.

The location of the Buddhist niche happens to be blocked from the sun by three surrounding stones. In fact, this is why Hao Qiang and others unanimously decided to use this place as a temporary toilet.

This is the only clue to the curse.

He Xiaoman took out a large ziplock bag and put this thing in it. It was already half past one in the afternoon, and they needed to hurry back. After more than four hours of mountain road, it was almost dark when they got home.

After getting this Buddhist altar soaked in blood, the trip was not in vain.

Thinking that they had done something disrespectful near this thing, and that the thing soaked in unknown blood was standing quietly next to them, Zhao Qingming and Yuan Limin suddenly felt chills running down their spines, but they also thought that He Xiaoman was indeed

Ma, the younger brother of the Xian family, found clues that they had never found as soon as they arrived, and He Xiaoman always behaved so calmly. The two of them had unknowingly increased their confidence in their own survival and in He Xiaoman's.

Yesterday is gone and will never come back.

Happiness is more expensive than anything else

Water overflowing cannot be taken back again.

When the peach blossoms wither, there are still roses

The hoarse and vicissitudes of life of the uncle suddenly roared on the mountain path, and Zhao Qingming hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his sports pocket to answer the call.

"Da Ming, Qingfeng Cult Master of Dongtang will settle the matter for us tomorrow, but it doesn't bother Erxian. If you and that little girl want to come, firstly, the money will be doubled, and secondly, they will have to look after you.

I will accompany you from the Immortal Family, and I will say this, you can think about it yourself."

"No, life and death are determined by fate and wealth. Since you have found my classmate, I believe her. As for Yuan Limin, I can't make the decision. I'll ask her to call you back later."

The mountain wind was howling, and Yuan Limin didn't know what Zhao Qingming said on the phone, but He Xiaoman heard it clearly.

She understood that the so-called companionship of the Xian family meant that she had to be subdued and admit to Dong Tang that she was powerless.

If He Xiaoman was really a trickster, this would be equivalent to kicking the court.

Dong Tang is indeed domineering and worthy of being the first team in the three provinces.

Zhao Qingming looked at He Xiaoman and then at Yuan Limin, his expression a little embarrassed. After all, this matter involved life and death. He was responsible for his own life and death, but he couldn't make the decision for Yuan Limin. After thinking about it, Zhao Qingming simply beat Cha Tao's phone number in front of him.

The content was explained to Yuan Limin.

Yuan Limin is petite and petite, but she is also a person with great ideas. She is not very young and has been working hard with the team for two years. She is not a little girl who just left school and knows nothing.

"Thank you classmate for me. First of all, I have no intention of looking for Dongtang. Secondly, I have no right to ask Sister Man to accompany me to beg for help from others. We took the initiative to come to Sister Man."

Zhao Qingming said nothing, but his eyes shone with approval. He just nodded and did not explain to He Xiaoman.

The behavior of the Dongtang people was really a bit too flamboyant. Maybe it was because Zha Tao had approached the Dongtang people first, and they thought that the Tangkou where He Xiaoman was working had robbed their business.
Chapter completed!