Chapter 226 Tomb of the God of Fox - Iron Corpse Puppet
Sitting next to the pile of treasures, everyone was very excited. Everyone's eyes were straightened. It would be a lie to say that they were not moved. Several quick shooters stood up staggeringly, walked into the pile of treasures, and stretched out their hands to reach for it.
Grab the nearest treasure.
"Don't move!" Fat Wei covered his chest and shouted loudly, "I tell you, don't touch anything here. These are not human treasures. We are lucky to be able to save our lives in this job. If you can
If Hei takes something, we may not even be able to escape with our lives."
After hearing this, the gunmen quickly shrank their hands and stepped back. Facing these golden treasures, it was really hard to hold back without any concentration. After sighing for a while, everyone sat down
Together, open the treasure bag and treat your own wounds.
Except for Parrot and Four Eyes, most of the gunmen were bitten, and two of them were very serious. Fat Wei took out a potion specially used to remove corpse poison from his arms, mixed it with glutinous rice, and covered their bodies
On the wound, after a while, I saw that the top of the glutinous rice turned black and blue. This was the corpse poison that had been pulled out.
Chen Zhi rarely saw Fat Wei treating money like dirt, so he asked with a smile: "What's wrong? After being slapped by a big zongzi, you changed your gender? Now that you are more aware, you are no longer indifferent to the temptation of money?"
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"Cut!" Fatty snorted and said,
"Those are not gold and silver treasures at all, they are just life-saving charms. I have been fighting for so many years, and I still can't figure out what can and cannot be touched? Besides..."
Fat Wei said, looking at the people next to him, "People are greedy. Once these guys start taking these gold and silver utensils, they will definitely not be able to stop. They will carry more and more. How will they carry a lot of things into the sky?"
Tomb of the Fox God? Why not cut them off now, otherwise there will be endless troubles."
When Fat Wei said this, he remembered something again and asked Chen Zhidao: "By the way, did you see clearly the big rice dumpling just now? Damn it, how could I see that there are gears in the body of that red-haired thing? Damn! Is it possible?
Is it an ancient Transformer?"
"I saw it," Chen Zhi nodded.
"That big red-haired rice dumpling is actually not just a zombie. To be precise, it should be called an Iron Corpse Puppet. I just looked carefully at the murals on the wall behind the coffin. Those murals
This kind of iron corpse puppet is detailed in the article. It turns out that the art of making simulated puppets is a magical skill passed down from ancient times.
The reason why those dolls in ancient legends are lifelike and behave like real people is because these dolls are made in the bodies of living humans. In fact, they are equivalent to replacing one doll with another.
The production process is very cumbersome and complicated. Although it is extremely cruel, the dolls produced are very exquisite. In ancient times, many people of noble blood used this kind of dolls as domestic slaves.
Among them, the one that is most difficult to make and has the highest failure rate is this kind of iron corpse puppet.
The Iron Corpse Dolls were not made to be made into domestic slaves, but to be made into invulnerable soldiers and guards with diamond-covered bodies. After they were made, they were often placed in important positions such as palace secret rooms or treasury for protection.
Something important is not stolen.
But the Iron Corpse Doll is very rare. This is a technology that installs mechanical viscera inside the human body. The production of each mechanical viscera is indescribably delicate, even more exquisite than the human viscera. In addition, when the organs are replaced, in order to ensure that the soul remains.
The body must be disemboweled while the person is alive and the mechanical internal organs must be placed. If the person dies during this process, it is a failure.
Therefore, this is impossible for ordinary people, so this person not only has to voluntarily be made into a puppet, but also needs to have strong perseverance in order not to die in the process. Obviously, Zi Qing, the master craftsman who built the country,
, this was accomplished.
Making an iron corpse puppet also requires the use of an ancient witchcraft, which is to put a burnt talisman in the mouth of the deceased before he is buried, first imprisoning his soul in the body, and allowing the soul to suffer and become a
Evil. If there is an external attack at this time, the Iron Corpse Puppet will be possessed by the Evil and turn into an iron-skeletal zombie, invulnerable and invulnerable. It will kill the intruders until they die.
I originally thought that the murals and texts on the wall exaggerated the description of this kind of iron corpse puppet. It wasn’t until I saw it with my own eyes that I realized that such a thing really existed in the world.
I think that Zi Qing transformed his own body into an iron corpse puppet and guarded this place. He must not be just having fun. It must be for a particularly important reason. There is definitely something buried in the tomb in front of me.
Carrying something important."
"Important things? Do you mean the tomb of the Sky Fox God?" Fat Wei asked.
"It's unlikely." Chen Zhi glanced at Fat Wei, shook his head and said, "We all know that the "Feng Shen Zha" clearly states that the place where the Nine-tailed Sky Fox is buried is the Tomb of the God Wanqing. Even if it is
The description is a bit exaggerated, it must be at least about a thousand hectares, an area that large. It is impossible to do so underground with this kind of geological structure."
"What important thing can that be? It's not just to guard the gold and silver treasures in this house. If you ask me, the old man named Zi Qing is a miser. He put so much property here before he died. Why not?"
Let others touch him, even his own son will be killed, and he deserves to be turned into a big mechanical rice dumpling." When Fat Wei said this, he was not very interested, and took off a roll of bandages to bandage his wounds.
At this moment, Chen Zhi suddenly remembered the thing that Fat Wei had stuffed into Hong Xi's mouth, "By the way, what's that black donkey hoof of yours? Why do you still have that thing? Can that thing restrain zombies?"
"Oh, of course, this is an old method that has been passed down from generation to generation by people in our industry." Fat Wei bandaged the wound on his chest, put down his clothes and said. "These black donkey hooves are used by the ancient captain to restrain zombies.
Although the local method is a bit rough, it works every time. I don’t know the specific reason for it.
All I know is that the black donkey's hooves must be made from the hooves of an old donkey that died of natural aging. The most important thing is that the donkey must be black and die of natural death, otherwise it will be useless. And the donkey's hooves cannot be cut directly.
It can be used as soon as it is cut. Instead, after cutting it, soak it in the evil-repelling talisman water for a period of time until the green talisman water becomes completely clear, and then put Qiqi in the ashes of the big incense burner in the temple.
For forty-nine days, I had to wait for the incense ash to absorb the moisture from the black donkey's hooves, but the black donkey's hooves were still effective.
Because the workmanship is too complicated, we can only make one or two at a time. We usually carry one in our arms before going into the bucket for emergencies."
When Chen Zhi heard this, he narrowed his eyes and said to Fat Wei with a smile: "You know a lot. It seems that you are really a golden captain?"