Although it was difficult to decide between life and death, the decision had been made. Liu Shiba said calmly:
"Enter death's door."
Qin Da nodded silently, picked up the dagger, and prepared himself to walk slowly to the entrance of the Death Gate.
Liu Qian and Liu Shiba, each holding an engineering shovel, followed Qin Da.
When Qin Da was about to enter death's door, Liu Shiba took two steps forward and collapsed. This decision was his choice, so Liu Shiba decided that he must walk in front.
Qin Da didn't refute, he was stunned for a moment and then followed. Liu Qian and Liu Shiba looked at each other and were speechless.
As soon as I stepped in, some water droplets fell down from the top of my head. It may be that it is too far away from the ground for the water to evaporate, and there is actually a little moisture in the corridor.
Along the way, Liu Shiba was careful and vigilantly checked the stone walls on the left and right to avoid casualties caused by hidden weapons.
Although the three of them all have their own abilities, it is always right to be cautious.
According to the terrain, the corridor of the Death Gate gradually went downwards. After about a few hours, the three of them walked an extra three hundred meters.
At this time, a familiar fishy smell floated over from the corridor.
Liu Shiba's expression froze. He pinched his nose and looked at Liu Qian. He seemed to be used to the smell and there was nothing unusual about it.
Qin Daze frowned. He must have been very familiar with this smell thousands of years ago.
Liu Shiba spat and prepared to move on, but Qin Da squeezed in front of Liu Shiba, turned his head and grinned, and walked in front.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the three of them unknowingly got used to the stench that hit their faces.
Qin Da, who was advancing, suddenly stopped.
Liu Qian was a little confused and said:
"Big guy, why don't you leave?"
This place is a bit narrow. Qin Da blocked the sight of Liu Shiba and Liu Qian and said strangely:
"Master, there is no way ahead. Let's turn back and walk through the Shengmen."
When Liu Shiba heard this, his heart moved and he said doubtfully:
"How is that possible?"
As he said this, Liu Shiba pushed Qin Da away and looked towards the corridor ahead. He was immediately dumbfounded.
At this time, Liu Qian, who was walking at the end, also pushed his way to the front and raised his eyes.
"Wow"
Liu Qian finally couldn't hold it back and started vomiting.
In front of the three of them, there was a pile of oily soft meat, piled haphazardly on the right side of the corridor.
The miner's lamp shines with a strange light on it, and the stinky smell emanates from this pile of things.
If you take a rough look, this pile looks like a pile of rotten meat, with bones left in some places.
Qin Da stood at the front and couldn't see his expression clearly, but judging from his constantly trembling side muscles, it seemed that the living dead couldn't bear the smell.
Liu Shiba looked weird and vomited sour water from his stomach. He couldn't bear it.
Liu Qian vomited again, including gastric juice.
After waiting for a few minutes, Liu Qian pinched his nose and asked Qin Da Dao at the front:
"What the hell is that? This ancient tomb is thousands of years old. How can there be meat?"
Qin Da looked calm, as if nothing was wrong, and said calmly:
"It's a corpse."
Liu Shiba's heart moved, and he suppressed his nausea and took another closer look.
That's right, these piles of things are human corpses
Countless corpses were piled on top of each other in a mess, with yellowish corpse oil leaking out.
The viscosity of corpse oil tightly wraps these corpses
Through the pale yellow corpse oil, you can see the clothes of the tattered corpse, which are very ancient.
Among them, some of the corpses were not excessively decomposed, and their fingers were claw-like, struggling to grab them forward.
This is a scene of struggle, these corpses seem to be trying to catch something.
Some corpses have ferocious facial expressions, showing a faint black or green color, as if they are poisonous.
Liu Shiba had other ideas in mind
The air in the Death Gate Corridor is clear. I don’t know how long it has been for these corpses, so why are they not completely decomposed?
Judging from their clothes, these people were all ancients from Kublai Khan's time.
It makes no sense and is unscientific. Unless the time in the ancient tomb is still thousands of years ago, there is no way to explain it.
"These people seem to be the slaves who built this tomb."
Liu Qian stood next to Liu Shiba and said with a twisted face.
Liu Shiba looked sideways at Liu Qian and saw that he seemed to be numb from vomiting. He nodded and said to Liu Qian:
"You're feeling better, keep moving forward."
Qin Da nodded and walked slowly over the pile of rotten meat towards the inside. Liu Qian held his nose and followed Qin Da, but Liu Shiba came to the end.
Before leaving, Liu Shiba didn't want to look at the pile of rotten meat with the stench, but in the end it was the fortune teller's characteristics in his heart that made him stubborn for once.
Unable to suppress the fear in his heart, Liu Shiba couldn't help but add a sideways glance.
To be honest, even in the underground caves of the Qinling Ancient Tombs, Liu Shiba never saw such a frightening scene.
Although there were countless man-eating rats or 30,000 living dead inside, they were incomparable to the scene in front of me.
Drops of light yellow corpse oil slipped from the top corpse. Liu Shiba retched and finally couldn't hold back his nausea.
Suddenly, an indescribable fear surged into Liu Shiba's heart.
This feeling is not due to fear of corpses, but a warning in the fortune teller's characteristics
In other words, Liu Shiba saw something, and he was familiar with the face of one of the corpses.
The third to last corpse at the bottom, with its face covered in corpse oil, became clear in Liu Shiba's mind.
In the illusion, when the corpse oil accumulated on the face of this corpse was removed, Liu Shiba felt as if he was struck by lightning, and his eyes shrank.
Liu Shiba was very familiar with this face. The outline of his face was actually that of Liu Qian who was walking in front of him.
Seeing this, Liu Shiba remained calm, but secretly became more vigilant.
First, Zheng Liyuan’s body was discovered
At that time, although Liu Shiba had doubts in his heart, he was not unable to accept it.
But now, I have seen a living and a dead Liu Qian appear in front of my eyes. This is not just a question of doubt, but fear.
Thousands of years ago, the slaves who built the mausoleum for Kublai Khan died tragically here.
And now, an ancient corpse that looks exactly like Liu Qian appears in front of him alive.
This seemed a bit too mysterious, and even Liu Shiba would not believe it was a coincidence.
The face of the rotten corpse was almost exactly the same as Liu Qian’s. Although there was corpse oil covering the face, Liu Shiba felt that he could not see it wrong.
After all, Liu Shiba had experienced many strange things, and his mentality was considered stable, with no trace of panic on his expression.
Could it be said that this corpse is Liu Qian’s ancestor?
Liu Shiba shook his head and was not sure. How could there be such a coincidence?
After eliminating all possibilities, there was only one possibility left, which was also the possibility that Liu Shiba was least willing to believe.
Liu Qian is actually dead, and the person standing in front of him is a ghost
ps: There are still two chapters in a row, and the next chapter will be updated within an hour.
