Several people were alarmed, and Ding Li ran over to avoid Wang Yajun's gaze. He saw that there were really many coffins. Although they were crudely made, many of their shapes were not polished, and they were even grotesque, but these were all coffins and sarcophagi.
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Moreover, each sarcophagus is decorated with cinnabar symbols. Chenzhou cinnabar is famous all over the world! However, no matter how good the cinnabar is, it has already faded after being exposed to the air for who knows how long.
The temperature inside the cave is already very low, but the temperature in this cave is even lower, and you can see white mist in your breath.
"Damn it, aren't they filled with zombies? If they all turn into zombies, we won't be able to deal with them!"
Ding Li didn't dare to go over there and look around randomly, that's called not knowing whether to live or die. He gave Jiang Yang a strange look: "Didn't you notice anything strange in this cave last time?"
Jiang Yang was a little ashamed: "At first I thought this was the resting place of our ancestors, but now that you say this is a gold mine, it seems like it's not?"
Ding Li originally wanted to ask why he knew he was not your ancestor just because he knew this was a gold mine. Suddenly, an idea flashed through him, and he also knew what these zombies were for.
"This..., these are all miners!" Ding Li was a little surprised that he had come up with such a method.
Obviously, these zombies were used as coolies by Jiang Yang and his ancestors. The corpse extermination in Xiangxi is famous all over the world. It is said that the corpse exorcism was an invention of the Miao ancestors.
"It seems so!" Huang Yue also nodded: "For such a big project here, I don't know how many living people are needed. In other words, these zombies don't know how to be tired and tired, so they can work without sleep!"
Ding Li smiled at Jiang Yang and said, "It seems that your ancestors still ran a black-hearted mine. They even wanted to keep the miners' labor money!"
Wang Yajun was a little unconvinced: "Then this is not turning into a perpetual motion machine? There is no such good thing!"
"Of course not," Ding Li explained: "It must be fed with blood or something. And such a zombie probably won't last too long."
Huang Yue added: "There are also records of corpse exorcism in our Maoshan technique. The rumors in the world about Maoshan corpse exorcism are actually inaccurate. Maoshan corpse exorcism seems to have been learned from Xiangxi. According to records, the zombies expelled by the corpse exorcism technique do not have hidden corpses.
The natural zombies on earth are so invulnerable unless they are refined with special spells."
Ding Li interjected: "It seems that the Maoshan sect has a legend about practicing bronze-armored corpses!"
Huang Yue nodded: "There is a corpse training technique in Maoshan. It is said that you can practice it as a flying yaksha. But I have never learned it... Don't look at me. Maoshan technique is profound and profound. Even in ancient times, few people could learn Maoshan technique.
It’s all here, let alone now! Moreover, we in Maoshan also have the Taiyin Refining Method. It is said that masters can use this method to transform their own bodies into zombies in pursuit of immortality!"
Ding Li had heard of the Taiyin Form Refining Method a long time ago, and it had always been called a witchcraft. It was especially disparaged by the Alchemy Sect.
You must know that the ultimate goal pursued by each Taoist sect is to live forever and ascend during the day. However, no matter how you practice, there is no definite record of ascending. There is no one who has practiced to the point where his body is incorruptible like the master of Qiu Chuji in Baiyun Temple, Beijing.
Awesome.
Therefore, many monks have created some crooked Kung Fu in order to achieve immortality. The Taiyin Form Refining Method is one of them. It is said that after death, the body will be buried in the soil for hundreds of years, and the body will not rot, and finally be resurrected. The whole body will be transformed.
Turning into a zombie body and so on. These are all legends, so magical that Ding Li has always listened to them and never taken them to heart.
Huang Yue gestured for everyone to leave. It is always not good to talk here. If the yang energy disturbs the zombies, it will be bad!
But it was obviously too late. I wonder if so many people came in and disturbed the rest of the deceased. The sharp sound of "creak" reached everyone's ears, giving everyone goosebumps. The sound was too loud
It penetrates people, it's like scratching glass with fingernails...
Every sound seems to grab people's hearts, making them feel extremely uncomfortable.
Ding Li's throat was a little dry, and he heard it. It seemed like the sound of nails scratching on the sarcophagus lid, coming from a coffin not far ahead.
Ding Li took a step forward, but Wang Yajun moved his hands to stop him, but Huang Yue held him back. Some things had to be resolved clearly, otherwise they would walk into a deeper hole with their front legs and all their back legs would be deceived. That would be terrible
It’s just that they were taken out of the way!
Ding Li stepped forward and pushed the coffin lid, and found that it was not very heavy. He could push it by himself. These sarcophagi were very rough, not to mention not polished, but the shape was a bit irregular. There was a gap between the coffin lid and the body.
There was a big gap, which was sealed with a mixture of lime, glutinous rice, and cinnabar.
But now, many of these sealing things have disappeared, revealing a gap one or two fingers wide, which is dark and seems to be breathing cold air outside. A foreigner came over to help Ding Li, and the two of them gestured and slowly pushed the coffin.
build.
With a "chirp" sound, a group of black shadows sprang out from inside, and rushed out with teeth and claws. Ding Li's heart jumped suddenly, and he subconsciously hid behind him.
With a "swish" sound, a sharp arrow shot over and pinned the black shadow to the ground. As soon as Ding Li recovered from his shock, he saw clearly that it was actually a big mouse, as big as a kitten.
The foreigner who opened the museum with Ding Li also breathed a sigh of relief, and then pushed all the sarcophagi away. Inside was a rotten corpse with obvious signs of being gnawed by rats.
"It's okay," Ding Li said in a dry voice, "It's a mouse, the body inside has rotted!"
Everyone was obviously relieved. So many sarcophagi were too overwhelming. But they were obviously happy too early. Wang Yajun suddenly pointed to a coffin and said in horror: "Ali, I saw a coffin over there.
The coffin is moving!"
Ding Li looked in the direction of Wang Yajun's finger, but found no movement. He couldn't help but laughed and said: "Yajun, don't scare me, there is no movement!"
Wang Yajun said anxiously: "I really saw it. The lid of the coffin seemed to have moved just now!"
Of course, Ding Li knew that Wang Yajun's character would never make a joke at this time, so he took out the dagger, held it in his hand, and walked step by step towards the coffin Wang Yajun was talking about.
Ding Li's nerves were tense, fearing that as soon as he walked over, the coffin lid would fly up, and then a zombie would pounce on him with the stench of decay.
"Be careful!" Suddenly Huang Yue exclaimed from behind. Ding Li's attention was focused on the coffin. Before he could react, a poisonous snake emerged from the gap in the lid of a stone coffin next to him.
He came out and bit Ding Li's neck with his whole body in the air.