Panzi screamed strangely and pointed to the cliff ahead.
Turning around, I saw a green crystal coffin inlaid on the cliffs on both sides in front of me.
Perhaps the crystal coffin itself is colorless and transparent, and it only appears green under the dense phosphorus fire in the cave.
But that's not the point.
The point is, there is a corpse in white buried in the crystal coffin on one side.
The crystal coffin on the other side was empty, and the coffin lid was placed on the coffin in a messy manner.
Wu Sansheng took a breath and his face became serious: "Where did the body in this coffin go?"
"Is it a zongzi?"
Dakui asked: "But Third Master, can this rice dumpling still run in the water?"
"It's hard to say, there will be monsters when things go wrong."
"This ghost place is filled with yin and dead energy, and it is easy to breed evil things. Even if it's not rice dumplings, it's probably other dirty things."
"For example...puppet!"
Hu Ming's intuition told him that there must be something dangerous in front of him.
Countless facts have proven that intuition is a magical skill that can even rival predictions. For such a long time, intuition has never made a mistake.
If it was just a corpse, Hu Ming wouldn't take it seriously.
But with such an alarming feeling, I am afraid that there is something not simple ahead, and Hu Ming cannot help but not pay attention to it.
At this time, the river course turned again.
The boat passed around a pair of corpses floating on the water. In front, a woman wearing a white feather coat was "turning her back" to Hu Ming and others.
"The body is here..."
Seeing this, Wu Xie swallowed his saliva, his scalp was numb, and he said nervously.
The slap in the face comes so quickly.
Wu Xie had just said that feudal superstition did not exist, but in the blink of an eye, the facts were before his eyes.
"Stop! Panzi, quickly take out my treasured black donkey hoof from 1923. This thing is probably a bit old, and the new one may not be able to hold it!"
"Today I'm going to let you see what your third uncle is doing. My eldest nephew, you can see it clearly. Zongzi that has been around for thousands of years is rare to see."
"If I don't succeed, you can shoot my Tianling Gai and let your third uncle die quickly!"
Wu Sansheng wiped his cold sweat and ordered in a deep voice.
"Hu Ming is right, this thing is probably not a rice dumpling, but a corpse puppet."
"The black donkey's hooves are meant to deal with the big zongzi. They are useless to her. Let me do it."
At this time, Brother Menyouping glanced at Jiangnan who seemed to be in a daze, pressed Wu Sansheng's shoulders, and spoke for the first time.
The little brother took out the black gold sword he got from Wu Sansheng and wiped it on the back of his hand.
Dark red blood dripped into the water.
In an instant, as soon as the blood melted into the water, all the corpse turtles around seemed to have seen a ghost, and frantically moved away from the ship.
In an instant, a large area of water around the ship became empty.
Just when the little brother was about to point his bloody finger at the corpse in white, Hu Ming's expression suddenly changed.
Rarely, Hu Ming had a look of shock on his face.
"Brother, don't worry about that corpse puppet. It's too late. More troublesome things are coming!"
While he was talking, Hu Ming had already reached into the water with his bamboo pole, trying to stop the boat from flowing down the river.
At the same time, Hu Ming stared at a cave not far ahead, his expression more serious than ever.
Everyone was stunned, and subconsciously followed Jiang Nan's gaze. On both sides of the water, under the two crystal coffins, there was actually a dark cave on each side.
What's even more strange is that when a searchlight was shined through, the condensed light was unable to illuminate the cave.
It was as if there were evil spirits devouring light in the caves on both sides.
For a moment, everyone's scalp was numb.
There is a thousand-year-old corpse puppet in front, and there are some things on both sides. And judging from Hu Ming's appearance, the things inside may not be easy to mess with.
And the environment here makes it impossible for everyone to go back along the original path.
"They? A big group? Hu Ming, what did you find?"
The little brother frowned slightly, Yiyan put away his bloody palm and pressed the wound.
When he saw the dark caves on both sides, he also had an inexplicable feeling. At this time, it was indeed not the time to spend a lot of blood to deal with the corpse puppet.
"I don't know, but I have a penis... I can't tell you what it feels like. In short, it feels like something is not good. It seems like something terrible is about to come out."
Hu Ming licked his dry lips and said in a deep voice.
The next second, the sound of thousands of troops galloping suddenly came from the cave on the left!
The fighting was fierce, the swords and guns were clanging, and for a moment, the silent and empty hollow was filled with this sound.
Everyone couldn't help but stare at the cave.
They didn't keep everyone waiting for long.
Suddenly, an ominous black mist filled the air.
At the same time, a group of knights rushed out of the cave!
The cavalryman who was the leader held a pitch-black flag and led his cavalrymen to rush across the water as if they were walking on flat ground!
It is worth mentioning that the naked skin of this team of cavalry is all blue-black, like corpses that have been dead for many years.
The armor on his body is also full of historical vicissitudes. Judging from the style, it does not belong to any known dynasty.
This is the rumored excuse for the Yin soldiers!!!
Seeing this, Hu Ming, Brother Wu, and Wu Sansheng all looked at each other in shock, their hearts tumbling, and it was difficult to calm down.
The three of them all knew more or less something about the so-called underworld soldiers.
Hu Ming, in particular, knew this very well.
This horse-riding thing was created by the Queen Mother of the West to protect the secrets of the Bronze Gate!
Hu Ming's face instantly became a little serious.
Logically speaking, the power of the Queen Mother of the West should not radiate into King Lu Shang's tomb.
Wait, the tomb of King Lu Shang?
The tomb of King Lu Shang was remodeled and built on the basis of the tomb of King Mu of Zhou!
The corner of Hu Ming's mouth twitched, as if he understood something.
But if this happens, it may not be that easy to enter King Lu Shang's tomb.
