Ning Fan and the four of them came to the door in front of them. There were some pictures of mountains and rivers and strange beasts on it, which were lifelike and very oppressive.
"Oh, why is there a mummy here?"
There was a mummy lying next to the stone door. The strangest thing was that her body had been dug into the ground like a tree root, and she looked as terrifying as an old tree spirit.
Zhang Yang even gave me a tentative kick, but the tree vine mummy suddenly opened its eyes and said, "Kid, why did you kick me?"
"Ah, ghost." Zhang Yang's hair stood on end as he jumped directly on Hua Wuque's body.
Dahei was also frightened and rushed directly behind Ning Fan.
To be honest, Ning Fan was also startled. He was quite frightened by this sudden scene, but he had to say that the voice of the mummy was so nice.
Hua Wuque held a talisman in his hand and said: "Monster, the Taoist master will not be afraid of you. If you have the guts, just come to Zhang Yang."
The mummy smiled disdainfully: "You creatures are really interesting. Tell me, why are you here?"
Although this female mummy is a bit ugly, her voice is really nice. Could it be that the singing just now came from her?
Ning Fan boldly asked: "Senior, did we come here because we heard your singing?"
Hearing this, the female mummy was obviously stunned for a moment and asked: "Little brother, is my singing still good? Tell me."
As he spoke, the female mummy's face showed a glimmer of hope.
Ning Fan nodded: "It does sound good, but I don't know what the meaning of this song is."
"I sang it to my husband."
"Your husband?" Hua Wuque and others were also surprised.
The female mummy said affectionately: "Yes, every time I sing a song, he will come back and look for my voice to find me and stay with me forever."
"Ah, do you believe this nonsense?" Hua Wuque said.
"Hmph, what did you say?"
The female mummy's expression suddenly became angry and she stared at Hua Wuque.
"Senior, I don't mean to offend you, but I would like to ask how long you have been here?" Ning Fan asked.
"I know what time it is outside here, but I sing every time I sleep or wake up."
"Then how many times have you sung?"
The female mummy paused and said, "It's been a year."
Upon hearing this number, Fat Catfish explained in a low voice: "This devil's chant will sound once every five hundred years, but it is more frequent during this period."
Once in five hundred years, that means that the female mummy is said to be five hundred years old once she sleeps. The year she mentioned cannot be more than ten thousand years?
Ning Fan also couldn't believe it, even the Night King only lived for more than two thousand years.
But think about it, this woman has turned into a tree vine, and the lifespan of trees is indeed very long.
"Okay, let's believe you have lived for ten thousand years. Then tell me, who are you waiting for?"
"What, ten thousand years?" the female mummy asked.
"Yes, you wake up once and sing. It takes five hundred years for the creatures outside to hear your singing, so it takes five hundred years for you to wake up."
"It's impossible, it's impossible. How is this possible? How come ten thousand years have passed so suddenly? He promised that he would come back to pick me up in one year." Tears flowed from the female mummy.
Hua Wuque was about to say something when Zhang Yang kicked him. This woman was already pitiful enough, but Hua Wuque couldn't be allowed to speak to stimulate her.
"Although this is a bit cruel, it is the fact." Ning Fan sighed.
If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that a woman would wait for a man in this dark place for ten thousand years.