After listening to the fat man talk about how he has been living these days, I couldn't help but shed tears. It was me, it was my fault, it was all because of me that he suffered so much.
Seeing me crying, the fat man smiled slightly and said, "Huizi, I didn't even cry, why are you crying."
"I'm sorry, I hurt you."
"Of course, I still want to thank you. If you hadn't fed me with your own blood, maybe I would have met Marx by now."
"Hey, the most important thing now is to find a way out." Brother Qin looked at the two of us and said.
"Yeah." If he hadn't reminded me like this, I would have almost forgotten that the most urgent thing to do now is to get out of this damn place.
But...how to leave, let alone the group of ghosts under the stone altar, even if we can break through their siege, how to return to the original forest?
I raised my question to Brother Qin. He thought about it for a while and then shook his head and said he didn't know. He didn't consider this at all when he came.
"But do you know why there is such a stone altar here?" Brother Qin asked.
The fat man and I both shook our heads and said, it was our first time here, so how could we know what was here?
Brother Qin pointed to the stone tablet and said, "Take a look."
I had been taking care of the fat man just now and had no time to pay attention to this. Now I can. I stood up and observed the stone tablet carefully.
The stone tablet is made of marble, about three meters high. It is carved with all kinds of strange runes. There are four iron chains hanging from the four corners of the top, which are buried into the rocks of the stone altar.
The side facing me is full of words, but they seem to be small seal characters or something like that, and I can't understand them.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"I just studied the words on this and discovered a major secret." Brother Qin said, and then pointed to the densely packed words on the stone tablet.
I shook my head, "I can't read ancient Chinese characters. What's written on them?"
"Hey, brother, do you know the importance of knowledge now? Fortunately, brother, I have studied some ancient writing before. This is called Xiaozhuan, which was written in the Qin Dynasty." Brother Qin said with a smile.
"Uh, brother, can you tell me directly what is written on this?" There are words written on this stone tablet, which means that someone has been here before. Thinking of this, I suddenly became curious about the words on it and wanted to hurry up.
I would like to know what is written on it. I really hope to understand this place through the words above.
Then Brother Qin began to point to the small seal characters on it, and translated each sentence into vernacular and read it to us.
My name is Liu Ying, and I am an alchemist of His Majesty the First Emperor.
One day, I was passing through Guilin County with my wife, children, and eldest son, and I found that almost every house here had a white cloth hanging in front of the door, and a memorial hall was set up inside; the passers-by I met on the road were all wearing sackcloth and wearing mourning, and every house was crying in mourning.
Continuously, resounding throughout the streets and alleys.
I stopped a child and wanted to ask what happened, but before I could say anything, the child ran away crying. I stopped other passers-by many times, but they all remained silent. Finally, under my forceful questioning,
, a woman was finally willing to speak.
It turns out that just yesterday, the originally clear and peaceful blue sky was suddenly shrouded in blood-red clouds, causing the earth to shine with a thick dark red color, which was very strange.
At that time, those who were at home noticed that the sky suddenly changed and felt strange so they all came out to take a look, while those in the fields stopped their hoes and looked up at the sky.
While everyone was discussing what this strange celestial phenomenon was about, the bloody cloud suddenly rolled into a huge whirlpool. All the young and middle-aged men present suddenly fell to their knees, screaming in pain,
Veins appeared all over the body, and the flesh and blood swelled, threatening to explode and die. But those who were safe and sound could only sit there and worry, unable to do anything.
In less than a moment, all the young and middle-aged men's skin and flesh were torn apart, and their bodies exploded to death. Every drop of the splattered blood was sucked away by the whirlpool in the sky.
After the vortex finished sucking the blood, the blood-red demonic cloud gradually dispersed. And those young and middle-aged men had already turned into mummies.
According to what the woman said, the bloody demonic cloud took away the lives of all the strong men within a hundred miles yesterday. After saying that, the woman cried bitterly. Her husband also passed away yesterday, leaving her and a five-year-old man behind.
Older children.
I told her that I was an alchemist who traveled to search for the method of immortality for the First Emperor. Now I was passing by this place and after hearing what she said, there must be an evildoer.
With her permission, I opened the coffin and found that the body was in a mummified state just as she said. I turned around and went to other houses and saw other bodies in the same condition.
I was walking on the street with my wife, wondering what kind of monster could be so powerful that it could take away the lives of all the strong men within a hundred miles in a matter of seconds.
Just as I was looking down in thought, a man in white blocked our way. I asked him why he blocked my way.
He sighed and said he was waiting for me.
I was puzzled and asked what it meant.
The man remained silent and directly took my wife and children to a small shop. He ordered two jars of wine and drank a lot of wine himself. When he was a little drunker, he told me with tears in his eyes.
His name is Chen Lichun, and he is an alchemist who is good at calculating people's wealth and wealth, and predicting good and bad luck. Just a few days ago, he estimated that there would be a bloody disaster here. He told the neighbors about it, but it was useless.
One person wanted to believe it, but in the end he had no choice but to escape with his salute and did not come back until today.
When he came back and saw so many people dead, he felt so sad and angry that he wanted to go find the evildoer to settle accounts, but he was not talented. Although he was proficient in the art of divination and prediction, he knew nothing about the method of conquering demons.
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Just this afternoon, he learned through divination that a capable person who could conquer demons and eliminate demons would come here to help them eradicate the evildoer.
He drank the jar of wine in one breath, then pointed at me and said, I am the capable person who came to help them.
I asked him if he knew what kind of monster it was.
He said that two hundred miles away from here, there is a large pit at a low level. Every time a war breaks out, blood will flow there into a river, and then flow into the big pit. After a hundred years of accumulation, the big pit has been filled with blood.
full, forming a large blood pool.
Human beings are the spirits of all things, and human blood contains a kind of aura of heaven and earth that animals do not have. In addition, these people died due to war, and their blood is mixed with resentment and evil spirits. Over time, this blood pool will brew into a monster.
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After I heard this, I asked him about the whereabouts of this evildoer.
He preached that the monster would appear again at noon tomorrow to harm the world, and he begged me to take action to subdue this monster.
I thought that if I watched the people being harmed by monsters and did nothing, then my more than twenty years of service as a magician would be in vain, and I would be very sorry for my conscience. Finally, I thought about it again and again, and decided to go and meet this monster.
The next day, after I settled my wife and children, I stayed with Chen Lizhun, waiting for the evildoer to appear.
At noon, a blood cloud began to appear over the woods in the Western Mountains. A huge monster with three heads and six arms was hidden in the clouds, using magic to suck the blood of many people.
I fought with this monster for three days and three nights. I spent all my life's knowledge but still could not eliminate it. The reason is that it has transformed from a monster into a demon. It is more powerful than I expected.
In the end, I defeated it with my secret art of ghost art, but I couldn't kill it no matter what. I had to use the Sanqing Compass given by His Majesty the First Emperor to open this uninhabited land, and use it at the cost of my life.
The Sanqing Compass sealed the evildoer here.
Before I died, I gave the Sanqing Compass to Chen Lizhun for safekeeping. In order to prevent my secret technique from being lost to the world, I buried the secret technique in this stone altar, only for those who are destined to take it.
If anyone comes here, please remember not to destroy the seal of the stone altar, otherwise the blood demon will be reborn and the world will be in ruins. (To be continued)