Mustache listened to this frightening sound for a long time. Jinpu Awang's fever subsided and he woke up. He only had minor flesh injuries. As long as he was freed from the threat of corpse poison, there would be almost no injuries.
What impact.
Jinpu Ngawang didn't know how he survived, but he could imagine that Mustache must have fought to the death to save him. He would not say those words of thanks to anyone, but the look in his eyes expressed everything.
They didn't know how to go back. There was a canoe next to them, but once they entered the water, they would be besieged by those green furs. But that was not the point now. Their goal was the nine-story tower behind them. The door of the tower was open, and a stone step led to it.
At the top, although the nine-story tower is huge, the space inside each floor is limited.
When Xiaozi and Jinpu Ngawang slowly walked in along the open door of the tower, they felt that this nine-story tower was really a carrier carrying huge information. The internal walls of the tower were engraved with various inscriptions.
The simple drawings of symbols and lines contained such a large amount of information that the two of them couldn't accept it for a while. Mustache took out a camera from Jin Pu Awang's backpack and took pictures of everything on the wall.
To be precise, the location they are currently in is still the base of the tower. Only after climbing up the stone steps can it be considered the real first floor. There are still ancient talismans and paintings on both sides of the stone steps. Jinpu Ngawang slowly walks in front.
Opening the way, Mustache records these things behind. The symbols are unrecognizable, but those paintings make people feel full of ancient mystery or even some strange atmosphere. The characters in the paintings perform various rituals that no one knows. The theme of this ritual
It seems to be all offerings and sacrifices.
When they finished walking up the stone steps, a door stopped the two people. This was a somewhat weird door. To say it was weird was not because of its unique shape. It was a very ordinary door, but its material was different.
It is an alloy similar to bronze. I don’t know if this metallurgical technology existed in the era when the Dark Night Temple was built. The entire construction material of the nine-story tower was stone, so the appearance of this kind of metal door seemed very abrupt.
The two of them studied in front of this door for a long time, and finally determined that the way to open this door seemed to be to push it open. Jinpu Awang stretched out his hand to try, and the door was very heavy. He gradually increased the force, and the bronze door and the side
The stones rubbed slightly, making a tooth-itching sound.
When Jinpu Ngawang concentrated all his strength on his hands pushing the door, the places where his hands were pressed suddenly became empty. In that situation, no matter how fast a person's reaction is, they cannot keep up with the changes.
Jinpu Ngawang's hand seemed to be stuck tightly in the door, and he couldn't pull it out even though he tried his best.
And immediately after that, he felt a tingling sensation in his hands. It felt like his hands had been pierced by something, and the blood in his body was flowing out. This feeling was very bad, as if the blood in his body would not last long.
He would be drained dry. Mustache came over to help. Jinpu Awang did not dare to delay any longer, so he held back his brute force and pulled his hands outwards.
Suddenly, Jinpu Ngawang's hands were violently withdrawn. At the same time as he withdrew his hands, the heavy door suddenly opened with a bang. Jinpu Ngawang expressed doubts about this sudden phenomenon.
There were very small wounds on the hands, but a lot of blood was shed. With this phenomenon, the mustache felt familiar. It is not nonsense to open the door with blood, but there must be an extremely sophisticated method.
organ.
He suddenly wondered, could Jinpu Ngawang's blood also be special blood? Can it open this door?
Behind the door should be the real first floor of the nine-story pagoda. The area inside is not large and there are not many things. When the light shines in, only a section of two-meter-high pillars can be seen. Jinpu Ngawang simply dealt with the things on his hands.
The wound is very quiet on the first floor, but the two of them no longer use silence to judge the strength of danger. There is often a lot hidden in a quiet environment.
But at least so far, they have not noticed any obvious danger. Jinpu Ngawang walked in along the opened copper door. The nine-story tower is a closed structure with only doors for entry and exit and no windows. As before, the surrounding walls
Above, there are paintings made with black paint. But these paintings are very abstract. At first glance, they seem to have no meaning. Then when you look at them again, they feel like flowing clouds or mountains. However, when you look at them again, they look like flowing clouds or mountains.
, I felt like it was nothing.
They did not move forward in a hurry. Mustache used his camera to take pictures of these abstract murals as usual. However, as the sound of the camera sounded, the opened copper door behind them suddenly closed with a bang. The door closed suddenly and quickly.
, so that the mustache did not have any reaction.
As the copper door suddenly closed, Xiaozi and Jinpu Awang felt bad. The door would not be closed for no reason. They immediately stood back to back. At this time, the two of them did not dare to touch the door directly.
, Mustache tried to poke it with an alloy pipe, and the copper door was stuck very tightly.
Snap...
After the rumbling sound of the copper door closing disappeared, the first floor fell into absolute silence. Only the slight breathing of two people could be heard. However, among this breathing sound, there was another sound like water drops coming from the front.
, very light, but definitely noticeable. They immediately identified that the dripping sound came from the half pillar in front.
From a distance, there is nothing unusual about this half-pillar. But when he fully concentrates his attention on observation and gets closer, Mustache realizes that this is not half-pillar, but just like a stone pile specially erected there.
There were three hoops tied up and down the pile. At this time, the slight sound of dripping water seemed abnormal. Mustache and Jinpu Awang walked forward a little further. At this time, they felt that there was dripping water on the top of the stone pile.
Drop by drop of water.
"There's something tied to the stone pile."
The three hoops on the stone pile were obviously tied with something, but the thing was on the back of the stone pile. They couldn't see it from their position. Mustache and Jinpu Awang walked around from the side, only halfway through, and immediately saw it.
There was a person tied to the back of the stone pile. It was a person who had been dead for a long time. His body had shrunk and was tied upright.
Standing here, you can see clearly that the water droplets above the stone pile fell on the head of the mummy, making a soft pattering sound.
But then Mustache was startled: "What's dripping on it is not water, it's blood."
Drops of bright red blood dripped from the top of the mummy's head. The blood beads shattered and dripped down the skinny cheeks of the mummy, as if a few lines of blood and tears were shed. The scene was a bit strange, and Mustache and Jin Pu
Awang immediately felt uneasy and something was wrong.
If there is blood in this place, then it must be the blood that flowed out from Jinpu Awang just now. Seeing everything in front of him, Mustache immediately overturned his previous speculation. The blood that Jinpu Awang shed was not used to open the door.
, the only purpose of that blood is to follow the unknown passage and fall drop by drop on the mummy.
They didn't know what would happen if the blood fell on the mummy, but it was a very bad sign.
"Go back! Find a way to open the door!" Jinpu Ngawang was about to walk back.
Mustache also knew that touching this mummy that was receiving blood would have consequences. It was best to find a way to exit first and then take it slow. Just as he started to retreat with Jin Pu Awang, Yu
Guang glanced at the mummy tied to the stone pile. The blood that Jin Pu Awang had been drained just now was not much, and it was probably all dripping on the mummy.
The mummy was completely dehydrated, with only a dry skin left. However, from the corner of his mustache, he saw a strange scene: the mummy was covered with dripping blood, like a sea surface that had absorbed water, and the entire face was moving at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It expanded, and this expansion made the mummy's face seem to have a slight expression. Its eye sockets were empty, and the two eyeballs were long gone, but as it expanded, something slowly protruded from the eye sockets.
What protruded from the eye sockets of the mummy seemed to be two shining black stones. These two black stones were like two eyeballs, which immediately gave the mummy that had lost countless years a feeling of being resurrected. Those little drops of light were like two black stones.
The falling blood brought about unimaginable expansion. The expansion continued, and the shriveled head of the mummy gradually expanded to the size of a basketball.
Snap...
The expansion brought about squeezing. First, two black stones fell out from the ears of the mummy. Its seven orifices were probably sealed by these black stones. Then, several pieces appeared from the nostrils and mouth.
The black stone protruded due to the expansion of the head, and then fell. At this time, the mummy's head had expanded to an unimaginable level, and the two eyeball-like black stones in its eye sockets also fell to the ground.
All this happened very quickly. Jinpu Awang saw that Mustache did not go with him, so he turned around and came back. When he saw the strange changes in the mummy, he was not sure what was going on.
"If not, burn it!"
According to their experience, the best way to deal with such uncertain things is to burn them completely without even leaving ashes. Mustache quickly glanced left and right, took out a few pieces of fuel, and burned them for a while.
After lighting it, Jinpu Ngawang wanted to put it on the mummy.
After the fuel was ignited, white smoke came out. There was no convection air, and the white smoke slowly floated around. Before the fuel could completely burn to a high level, Mustache suddenly saw an incredible scene.
The head of the mummy had swelled to the size of a winter melon. Due to the swelling, the seven orifices on the head were stretched into seven black holes. At this time, a bright green branch unexpectedly came out of the mummy's open mouth.
It popped up. Mustache could not mistake it, it was a branch with a few green bud-like leaves on it.