The Lost Trail of Guide Chapter 37: General Zhizha who guards the mausoleum
What the second cover said makes people feel even more incredible. Everyone can understand that no matter how good the quality of this paper figurine from the Yuan Dynasty is, how could it still move even if it is not rotten after it has been placed under the moist and dark ground for hundreds of years?
The most practical idea emerged. Although Feng Yu didn't believe in ghosts and gods, there was no shortage of strange things in the world. Just like outsiders still didn't believe in the tomb robbing industry, the theory of ghosts and gods was a bit ridiculous, but there were many ways to rob tombs.
According to Qing Dynasty, moving from mountains to tombs relies on skills, which are naturally similar to those of ghosts and gods, and touching the ventilation water at Jin Xiaowei's place is also a kind of layout in the theory of ghosts and gods.
Feng Yu asked: "Second uncle, did you run into a ghost?"
"Shh..." Zhang Manyue made a shut-up gesture to tell Feng Yu to stop talking. She once again pulled out the black knife from the cloth. The edge was extremely sharp. Whenever Zhang Manyue wanted to draw the knife, it meant that
There must be danger ahead.
Feng Er glanced at the blade and sighed: "What a black moon sword. I saw this sword once thirty years ago."
Feng Yu was thoughtful. Did he meet him thirty years ago? Zhang Manyue was probably not even born thirty years ago, so who used this black moon sword? How is your second uncle looking?
Immediately afterwards, the ferocious paper man moved again. It raised the paper spear in its hand and pointed it at several people. A gust of evil wind blew over, and the paper cloak behind the paper man actually fluttered. The evil wind blew
It's scary.
Zhang Xiuxian observed carefully and suddenly said: "Look, his grandma, this paper man is not a general made of paper, right?"
"Holy shit!"
Feng Er immediately cursed and took two steps back to protect Feng Yu and Zhang Xiuxian.
"Your grandpa encountered this thing once when he was fighting. It's extremely evil. It's a murderous master. Don't mess with it if you can."
Feng Yu still didn't quite understand and asked: "Second uncle, what on earth is this? Why is it so evil?"
"This is a paper general, a Yin general used to guard the mausoleum. The Yin generals are divided into three levels, three are stone, two are wood, and one is paper."
The paper-tying general's eyes suddenly turned green, and his expression was dull and silly, as if to say, why don't you come over?
Feng Er glared and cursed again: "Oh no, this thing is targeting us. I told you to stop talking. If you have to ask more questions, it's okay now. Your grandfather almost lost his life because of this thing.
, What a coincidence today, we encountered it again."
Feng Yu secretly complained in his heart. From just now to now, he has not said a word. The second uncle has always been the one who talks the most. Otherwise, he would say that the second uncle is an old man. When he turns around, he throws the blame to Feng Yu. On the contrary,
Feng Yu's words attracted Zhi Zhajiang.
Suddenly, the oil lamp Feng was holding in his hand turned into a dark green, and the lantern held by Zhang Manyue also turned into a dark green. Around a few people, an extra row of paper appeared inexplicably.
people.
These paper figures have pink faces and white clothes, black belts around their waists, and long swords in their hands. They look strange and sinister. They are clearly the paper soldiers summoned by the general.
All changes occurred at the moment the light turned green. This scene was life-threatening and filled with an unknown sense of terror.
"Senior, did the old man of the Feng family ever say how to deal with paper generals?" Zhang Xiuxian asked nervously. It was obvious that this scene frightened him, and he usually just made small fuss and messed around with some magical weapons. When did he steal them?
Can you survive such a strange tomb?
"Nothing else, just a little bit."
"Which point?"
"Thirty-six strategies, taking action is the best strategy."
Zhang Manyue made a preemptive strike, stepped forward quickly, jumped over the row of paper soldiers, and stabbed at the paper soldier, capturing the thief first and capturing the king. Everything around him was done by it.
The paper-tying general behaves strangely, with green eyes burning under the green light, and the paper body turning purple. It is doing a kind of dance, and its posture is extremely weird, as if it is possessed by something.
Zhang Manyue's black knife struck the paper-tying general, and with a muffled sound, the knife was ejected. The paper was as hard as steel.
Feng Yu and Zhang Xiuxian were speechless. How could there be paper in this world that was harder than iron? Zhang Manyue's black knife was as sharp as clay, so how could the paper resist a few thin pieces of paper?
Seeing this, several people knew that they had fallen into the trap set by Guide City. They were possessed by the paper general, and what they saw might not be true.
After Feng Er saw this, he went directly to the roof from the house on the side. He looked for a way out around him. It was not the best way to fight with the generals. Although the Guanshan sect was good at robbing tombs, they couldn't exorcise evil spirits.
I am not good at it. When encountering this situation in the tomb, it is still best to follow the thirty-six strategies as Mr. Feng said.
Feng Er held up a dark green oil lamp, quickly identified the direction, and pointed out a path for several people.
"Go this way and don't get entangled with them."
Zhang Manyue quickly retreated. Her eyes were unbearable. She probably felt that the paper soldiers were too weird. Zhang Manyue didn't need to worry about his skills. Instead, Feng Yu and Zhang Xiuxian were surrounded by the paper soldiers.
Zhang Xiuxian yelled and cursed, and fired two shots at the paper man with no response. Finally, in desperation, he found a bundle of explosives in his backpack and almost died by pulling the fuse. Fortunately, the situation did not get so bad.
Feng Er jumped off the roof, took out his wine bottle, took a sip in his mouth, and sprayed it on the row of paper soldiers. Then he used a fire fold as a fuse, and the fire ignited on the paper soldiers.
The stunt of breathing fire in the drama was unexpectedly effective at the critical moment.
"It's such a damn pity that I gave half a jug of good wine to these paper figures. It's such a waste."
Immediately afterwards, another mouthful of wine and fire was sprayed out from the seal, and the paper soldiers were quickly burned away, leaving only scraps of paper on the ground. This thing seemed to be harder than iron, but in fact it was still afraid of fire.
But the paper general was still beating, and flying scraps of paper suddenly fell around it, with an evil light on its body.
Feng Er secretly screamed, Zhi Zha was about to recruit more paper soldiers, so he turned around and quickly pulled Feng Yu up and fled outside.
Zhang Xiuxian followed behind, holding a bundle of explosives in his hand. Everyone no longer thought about what was going on with the paper. They just escaped. It turns out that a few people were really unlucky. There were rice dumplings on the suspension bridge outside the city.
, the city encountered the Hellfire Ghost City again, even if the wind blew, blue flames would ignite in the air, and now they met the Zhizha General on a narrow road, and he could tell a story about it.
Zhang Manyue pointed the way on the roof and flew away. This skill of flying over the walls was so skillful that it made people feel distressed. What had she experienced in her short life to make her so cold and so skilled? There must be many secrets in her body.
Regarding the Taoist thief mentioned by Feng Er, what exactly happened back then?
General Zhizha had no intention of letting these people go. Even after running hundreds of meters, the oil lamp he was carrying in his hand was still dark green. The ghost of General Zhizha was still there, appearing one after another in various places in Guide City.
There are all kinds of people blocking the road. I have to say that this underground tomb city is really strange.
After running about a few hundred meters away, Guide City Mausoleum and Guide Mansion were looming, and General Zhi Zha was chasing after them. No matter where a few people ran, General Zhi Zha was following them like a shadow, using strange green colors.
As they stared at a few people, the ground was covered with a thick layer of scraps of paper flying from the sky.
"Damn it, something grabbed my foot." Zhang Xiuxian shouted anxiously.
He couldn't move even half a step, and for some reason a paper man was holding on to his feet. He couldn't move, but a living person couldn't hold back a paper man who fell to the ground.
