"Xiao Ma's words make sense." Wu Xiaoqian picked up a piece of pottery, looked at it and said, "These pottery statues are obviously burial objects that were originally in the ancient tombs. The corpses sealed in the pottery statues, judging from the degree of dryness and weathering,
From the looks of it, it’s a thousand years old, and it’s definitely not something Hong Debiao put in recently.”
"Miss Wu, I have a question. Were the bones in these pottery statues stuffed in after death? Or were they forcibly smeared with clay while they were still alive, sealed in airtight statues, and suffocated to death inside?
?" Wang Daqing asked.
Wu Xiaoqian did not answer immediately. She squatted down to observe the remains of the corpse, picked up a relatively complete arm bone, and showed it to everyone.
"If you look closely, you will see faint traces of tightness on the layer of dry skin attached to the arm bones. They should be the traces left by being vigorously tied up with ropes."
"There are also nails on the hand bones. Although most of them have peeled off, the remaining soil can still be seen. It can be seen that the deceased was struggling hard before death, scratching the inner wall of the pottery statue, trying to escape from the restraint, until he died of suffocation."
After listening to her analysis, the answer is self-evident.
"It's already cruel to bury a living person, but to seal the person alive in a pottery statue is simply insane!" Jiang Feng said through gritted teeth.
"In the eyes of the master, the slaves buried with him are not human beings at all, they are no different from cattle and sheep. The reason why he went to such trouble is probably similar to the ghost fetus in the jar we met before, which is related to some ancient shamanistic rituals and has special characteristics.
Religious significance." Wu Xiaoqian explained in as calm a tone as possible.
"From this perspective, Hong Debiao's destruction of the pottery statues, although he destroyed a batch of cultural relics, also freed the martyrs sealed in the pottery statues, is not entirely a bad thing." Ma Tao said.
"Xiao Ma, don't rush to empathize with Madman Hong!" Wu Xiaoqian said with a cold face, "Look at these broken bones, don't you think it's abnormal?"
"That's right! Hong Debiao opened all the coffins in the ancient tomb and took away all the bones as if they were some kind of treasure. Why did he leave behind these five skeletons sealed in the pottery statues?"
Jiang Feng also discovered something suspicious.
Ma Tao scratched his head and thought about it and said: "The five bound spirits we encountered before were probably transformed by Hong Debiao using the immortal souls of those who were buried for thousands of years."
"The so-called bound spirit, as the name suggests, refers to a resentful spirit that is bound to a certain place. If Hong Debiao takes away the bones of the bound spirit, the bound spirit will probably follow him. Of course, it will not stay in this tomb to prevent our pursuit.
Hong Debiao."
"Brother Tao's analysis is well-founded and convincing." Gao Fei said with a smile, "I will add a few more words."
"Hey! Classmate Xiao Gao, you are so skilled in official accent! Could it be that you are in the student union?" Wu Xiaoqian squinted and smiled.
"No, no! How can I be a leader if I'm not good enough?"
Gao Fei waved his hands repeatedly, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Sister Wu! He's not talking about being official, but he's being yin and yang!" Jiang Feng took the opportunity to add insult to injury, "Gao Fei is always like this. He doesn't say anything clearly, and he's full of yin and yang. At first glance, it sounds like he's praising you, but he's secretly saying it.
It’s bad to hurt you!”
Gao Fei smiled dryly and rubbed his cheeks, took out five large sealed bags from the astrolabe storage space, and put the bone fragments in the pottery statue into his pockets.
"Xiao Fei, do these bones have cultural relic value?" Wang Daqing asked.
"Whether it has cultural relic value or not, I dare not say, but this place has too much yin energy. If the bones are left here, after a period of time, the bound spirits that we destroyed before may be able to resurrect based on the bones.
"
Gao Fei stuffed the bag containing the corpse into the astrolabe and explained his intention to his companions.
"Only by removing these skeletons from the ancient tomb, burning them with fire, or finding a place where the negative energy concentration is not so high, can their souls rest in peace and completely get rid of the soul-calling curse that Hong Debiao cast on them."
Wang Daqing nodded understandingly, and just as he was about to speak, a gunshot suddenly sounded outside the tomb!
Everyone looked at each other and turned to look outside the tomb door.
The crisp sound of gunfire echoed in the dark and closed ancient tomb.
Gao Fei immediately opened the astrolabe to investigate where the gunfire came from.
Unfortunately, the ancient tomb is located hundreds of feet underground, and coupled with the thick negative energy shielding, it seriously interferes with the detection function of the magic satellite. It is unable to provide a clear imaging picture and can only vaguely detect two life signals.
"Two life signals..." Gao Fei murmured, "Besides us, the only living people in this ancient tomb are Mr. Hong Debiao and Mr. Wu Xianyun."
At this time, gunfire rang out again.
Jiang Feng, who had the sharpest hearing among the people, was the first to identify that the gunfire came from the south of the tomb and was not too far away, so he rushed out of the door.
Gao Fei, Ma Tao, Wang Daqing and Wu Xiaoqian quickly followed.
The tomb passage outside the door is about a hundred meters away to the south.
In a particularly spacious tomb, four coffins placed against the wall were opened.
Two tall and strong iron corpses were dragging the bones out of the coffins and dumping them in the center of the tomb.
There are no less than forty or fifty skeletons piled up here, all of which are the remains of ancient people who were stolen from coffins along the way.
These skeletons were weathered and decayed over the years. They were already very fragile, and they were roughly and randomly discarded by the iron corpses. Most of them were broken apart and piled together, glowing with pale phosphorus fire.
Surrounding a large pile of bones, a complicated talisman formation is drawn with blood, which is extracting the magic power of death from the ancient tomb and converging on the pile of bones, like a furnace making steel, promoting some extremely evil transformation.
On the other side of the pile of bones, near the door of the tomb, two figures were confronting each other.
A white-haired old man in a Tang suit fell to the ground, beads of sweat oozing out from his forehead. He covered his shoulder with his left hand, and traces of blood dripped through his fingers.
Opposite the old man, stood a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body and a gloomy face. In his hand was a shell gun that looked like it came from an anti-Japanese drama, with a wisp of smoke rising from the muzzle.
This man's forehead was cleanly shaved, and his long braid hung down the back of his head, with a copper coin tied at the end.
What's weirder than his hairstyle is his outfit.
The yellow outer robe embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon looks like a cheap prop from a Qing palace drama troupe, but the soft gold armor lined with it is an out-and-out cultural relic of the Qing Dynasty.
The swords were all stolen goods obtained from tomb robberies.
"Hong Debiao, you beast! Just shoot me to death!"
The white-haired old man's angry curse did not anger Hong Debiao, but instead provoked a sneer.
"Mr. Wu, I, Hong Debiao, have little education and respect knowledgeable people like you, but I am not an idiot either!"
"You think I can't tell that you're dragging your feet on purpose, trying to anger me and stimulate me to shoot, so that you can attract the group of Tiangong special policemen behind you?"
"I know very well what your plan was, but you still fired the gun. The bullet grazed your shoulder. I want you to suffer a little bit. What do you think is the reason?"
