Heavy rain flooded the village, soaking it in water.
But in a certain area that should have been submerged into a pond, there was no accumulation of water.
In front of the tunnel entrance.
The stone gate like a city gate remained tightly closed, but the gap at the foot of the gate was exposed to everyone's sight. The stone mill originally moved to seal it fell aside, allowing the wind and rain to pass through unimpeded.
Li Changan jumped down and found new scratch marks on the edge of the gap, and there was still a faint smell of blood.
You can imagine this scene:
The rickety old man jumped into the cold water and tried his best to move the heavy stone mill at the bottom of the water, revealing the damaged gap in the stone door.
However, he no longer had the energy to remove the same heavy door bolt, so he could only choose the narrow gap, the gap where the dead Ma Chunhua once got into.
But Ma Chunhua is a slender woman, and although he is thin, he is still a man with a broad frame.
Therefore, the sharp and hard stone edges scratched the clothes, worn away the skin and flesh, and the bones all over the body creaked under the squeeze.
He twisted his body little by little and endured the pain little by little.
finally.
Drilled into the dark and deep cave.
…
Li Changan shook his head. Professor Shao's mental state was indeed suspicious.
look back.
The faces of everyone who followed him were all ugly, and Yi Baohua was holding a walkie-talkie in his arms, his face full of anxiety, and kept calling.
"Professor, don't do anything stupid. Please answer."
He had previously discovered that a walkie-talkie was missing from the room, so he insisted that Professor Shao had taken it away.
It's a pity that after several calls, it was the same as now, with no response.
The Taoist priest had no expectations at all, so he called Wang Zhongmin, took off the bolt and pushed open the stone door.
At this moment.
The walkie-talkie made an unstable "hissing" sound.
Professor Shao?
Everyone's eyes suddenly focused on it.
a long time.
With distortion.
"Maybe I'm crazy."
…
The tunnel was as cramped, dark, slippery and stuffy as ever.
The Taoist priest walked down alone.
Soon, a fresh scratch was found on the moss on the stone wall.
It looks like.
It was someone who slipped and fell, and in a panic, tried to grab the traces left by the stone wall with his hands.
The Taoist priest thought for a while and simply "slid" down.
On the other side, on the intercom, Yi Baohua was trying his best to stabilize Professor Shao.
"Professor, you are not crazy. You are just... just too hasty. I know you attach great importance to this archeology, but it is indeed dangerous to rush. We can change the time and bring more people and equipment next time.
Better development.”
"Time? Ha~ (long breath) Yes, I have no time. Do you know why I suddenly wanted to quit smoking? Because I was diagnosed with cancer, lung cancer, in the late stage. Baohua, Chunhua and Guangwen,
I know you are all listening. You also know that I have no children and my wife has died of illness a long time ago. There is nothing to miss in this world, but only the 'returning sand'! I have been chasing it for most of my life. Now, I will
I'm going to die, but before I die, I want to take a look, just take a look, no matter what it is!"
Li Changan slipped out of the tunnel and went down to the cave.
The vast and dark underground world in front of you is filled with "swishing" sounds, which are the underground rivers surging ahead.
Follow the sound and go.
The Taoist priest soon arrived at the rope bridge.
However, this chain bridge that had gone through hundreds of years had broken and fell into the torrent under the bridge. It was obviously Professor Shao's hands and feet.
Maybe, just like what he said, he just wanted to take a look at the true appearance of the legend hidden in the darkness, and he had no other aspirations, including his own life.
Li Changan took out two pieces of paper and stuck them on his legs.
This is a magic weapon. It is famous, popular and practical. There is no reason why Yu Zhenren should not record it in the book.
He stepped back dozens of steps, took a big stride, jumped hard, and landed heavily on the other side.
"We all understand what you mean, and we won't object, but don't forget that we are your students, and you can't leave us behind with such important research results. Just wait a moment, we'll be here soon.
I’ll give you some tips to gain more knowledge.”
"Haha, you scumbag! You're right, but I'm sorry, I can't wait, because inspiration can't wait! Have you ever had such a feeling? It's like the chaotic sky has exploded into stars, and your thoughts keep shining,
All the questions are no longer questions. There is almost no need to think, the answers appear by themselves! Do you know how long it took me to put together those two murals? An hour! It seems... I don’t need to put them together at all, I already know what the murals are.
Look! This is inspiration, it is fleeting, so I have to seize it, one hour, one minute, not one second!"
The Taoist priest crossed the underground river and entered the village.
It is as lifeless in decay as ever, but the doors of some houses that were originally closed are open, giving people the illusion that "it" has briefly come to life.
Professor Shao once warned everyone not to disturb anything in the village to avoid causing unnecessary damage, but apparently, he violated this rule by entering these houses.
What did he do?
Now is not the time to delve deeper.
"Professor! How dare you be sure that your so-called inspiration is not the bewitchment of some ghost! Besides, it is not certain whether the thing hidden underground is the 'returning sand'."
"of course!"
"Didn't Dai'an put the evidence in front of us?"
"The living dead, flesh and white bones! The living dead, flesh and bones! If it's not soul-returning sand, what is it?!"
Deep in the underground temple.
Hey, hey, Ke looked down coldly.
Professor Shao held the walkie-talkie, and the flashlight light shone on his face, revealing his bloodshot eyes and a slightly crazy expression.
"A dead man! It comes to life!"
Suddenly.
behind.
"You call that resurrection?"
The old man's shoulders suddenly shrugged, then relaxed slightly.
He slowly turned around, rubbed his face, and forced a smile.
"You came."
"Mr. Li, or Daozhang Li?"
"Whatever, it's just a title."
Li Changan held up his flashlight and glanced at the embarrassed but excited Professor Shao, at the silent statue behind him, at the gorgeous carvings scattered around the shrine... and finally settled on the ground between the two of them.
There were several strange utensils scattered on the ground, which should have been collected from underground villages, but the utensils contained the carcasses of animals such as rats, snakes, and bats, but it was unclear where he got them.
These corpses were shriveled, their blood had been wring out, and they were painted, creating a strange pattern on the ground—the same as the ritual patterns on the murals.
Li Changan was keenly aware that there was a darker energy that was different from aura and was circulating around him.
Tell him intuitively.
I'm afraid it's already too late.
On the opposite side, Professor Shao was already busy answering Li Changan's previous questions.
"Of course it's resurrection, but it's not a complete resurrection."
"Because Ma Chunhua's ceremony is missing the last and most important link."
"Open the portal to the gods!"
"So, she resurrected Dai'an's body, but not his soul. As a result, he became what you see - a monster."
Li Changan's attention was not focused on Professor Shao's words at all.
He was about to enter the shrine just now.
Click~
Slight cracking sound.
A cloud of dust and a few pieces of gravel fell beside him.
At the same time, a hidden yet seemingly omnipresent sense of threat suddenly arose.
There are countless invisible needles hidden in the air.
Creepy.
But I don’t know where it comes from.
The Taoist priest, holding his talisman in his hand and being alert, responded casually:
"If she is wrong, you must be right?"
"Of course I'm right." Professor Shao blurted out eagerly, his face turning a little red, "Because I have unlocked the secret of '喖唔娦参'!"
Professor Shao's expression became even more excited, but as his tone rose, the crackling sounds in the shrine became more and more intense, and dust and gravel rustled down - the shrine was collapsing!
He still didn't take it seriously at all and announced his discovery with joyful gestures.
"Hey, hey, what is it? For many years, I haven't been able to figure it out. Because you can't find a similar name even after looking through the books. It even doesn't conform to the local people's naming habits of indigenous gods."
"Until I saw this statue, its appearance, its clothing, his posture..."
The temple collapsed even more, with large reliefs on the walls peeling off one after another, and even a stone pillar fell down and hit Professor Shao's feet, shattering into pieces.
He didn't look sideways.
"Obviously, it has the style of the protector god of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism, but the name of the god '喖吔奦ke' is also not in line with the habits of Tantric Buddhism."
"But last night, I suddenly woke up."
"Ee-e-e-ke may not be a god's name at all, it's a secret curse!"
"Ashamedly, my research in this area is not in-depth, but it is enough to deduce the true meaning of '喖唔娦ke'."
The shrine continued to collapse, and finally spread to the statue of "喖唔娦ke". Cracks gradually covered the stone statue, and finally collapsed.
The huge head rolled to the ground, and the body scattered into stone sand, revealing the pure white portal hidden behind the statue, and a faint white light emerged in the darkness.
Professor Shao was bathed in this radiance. He opened his arms like a newborn Jesus on the clouds.