Chapter 68 Mass Grave
Chapter 68 Mass Grave
The three split up and each searched along the wall toward the center.
Suddenly, Huo Ling shouted, "Cheng Feng, there's a corpse here!"
Cheng Feng slapped his forehead. He suddenly remembered that Yang Xueli's father seemed to have died here.
Then he quickly went to Huo Ling's side.
Sure enough, a skeleton lay beneath the wall, its clothes tattered and torn.
It appears that they encountered those eagle owls and eventually fled to the temple of the evil god with their wounded bodies.
But ultimately, due to the severity of his injuries, he died tragically at the entrance of the tomb of the King Xian.
"It's unimaginable how he managed to overcome so many dangers, it's such a pity he still died here."
Chen Wenjin came to Cheng Feng's side and said with some admiration.
Cheng Feng sighed sadly, "Perhaps it's because of my beliefs!"
"Could there be more to this story?"
Noticing Cheng Feng's unusual behavior, Huo Ling asked curiously.
Cheng Feng nodded: "This concerns a friend of mine. It would be better if she could tell the story herself later."
After saying that, Cheng Feng took off his coat and carefully put away the corpse and his belongings.
Once underground, Cheng Feng will be able to open his Ghost Eyes, and helping to collect the remains will be a piece of cake for him.
Seeing that Cheng Feng didn't want to talk about his relationship with the corpse, the two women didn't ask any further questions and continued searching for the mechanism.
Cheng Feng soon made a discovery: a floor tile near the wall had a pattern engraved on it, completely different from the other floor tiles.
"I've found the mechanism."
The two women came to Cheng Feng's side and also saw the very obvious floor tile.
Under the watchful eyes of the two women, Cheng Feng lifted his foot and stepped onto the floor tiles.
With a click, the floor tiles sank a few centimeters, and then nine half-meter-high stone pillars rose from the altar in front of the statue.
These stone pillars are square, with a mythical beast with bull horns carved at the top, arranged to surround the altar in the middle.
"This is the real mechanism."
Chen Wenjin came to the stone pillar and tried to rotate it, but because the order was wrong, it quickly returned to its original state.
Cheng Feng nodded:
“Indeed, these stone pillars are arranged according to the constellations. To decipher them, one needs to study the art of celestial feng shui.”
"That's it. Uncle Qi said back then that Wenjin and I didn't have any talent in this area."
After finishing her sentence, Huo Ling slumped dejectedly onto Chen Wenjin's shoulder.
"If we were relying on the two of you, we'd have a very hard time escaping from the underwater tomb."
After saying that, Cheng Feng went to one of the stone pillars, turned it halfway around, and released his grip. The stone pillar then stood firmly in place.
Then Cheng Feng moved the remaining eight stone pillars to their correct positions one by one.
'Boom'
A dull thud came from beside the statue of the evil god, and the three of them stared intently at the source of the sound.
The wall began to shake violently, dust filled the air, and finally the wall caved inward.
A dark entrance was revealed.
“Cheng Feng, I now seriously suspect that you were trained by a family with a deep-rooted history of tomb raiding. You’re a bit too versatile.”
Huo Ling approached Cheng Feng, her large eyes filled with suspicion.
"Don't assign me any identity, I'm not a tomb raider."
After saying that, Cheng Feng took out a flashlight and led the way into the dark passage.
The three of them passed through the narrow, dark passage and arrived at a spacious underground space.
"My God, just how many people did this King Xian kill to fill such a huge burial pit?!"
At this moment, illuminated by a powerful flashlight, a narrow path appeared ahead, nestled between two huge pits.
The path leads to the burial pits that Huo Ling mentioned.
The pit was littered with bones, and ghostly flames would occasionally appear before disappearing without a trace.
"The number of dead here is probably more than ten thousand. Perhaps the entire ancient Dian Kingdom was here!"
Chen Wenjin looked somber. Too many people had died here, and the atmosphere was eerie, a double blow to the living, both physically and psychologically.
Cheng Feng activated his Ghost Eye to collect Yang Xueli's father's remains, and then took out the Zhanlu Sword.
"Be careful, don't fall in. There are some scary things in there, and I won't have time to save you if you fall."
The two women shivered. They had no desire to see something that even Cheng Feng found terrifying.
The three then set off onto the path built on the bones.
Cheng Feng walked slowly, and the two women were even more cautious with each step, following each other as they walked towards the other side.
When they were halfway down the path, Chen Wenjin's flashlight swept across the burial pit below.
Suddenly she noticed something and shone the light back on it.
"Cheng Feng, look, what are those things?"
Following the light, Huo Ling saw a dark shadow clinging to the bones, wriggling incessantly.
The skeleton was visibly getting thinner and thinner.
Cheng Feng continued walking, saying as he went, "Those are bone-eating worms, a type of Gu worm that survives by eating bones."
They especially like to burrow into the flesh and gnaw on the bones of their prey while it is still alive.
What it entangles eventually turns into a pile of intact flesh and blood.
Upon hearing this, Chen Wenjin quickly moved the light away and hurried to Cheng Feng's side.
"Should we hurry up? I'm getting a little creeped out!"
Huo Ling followed closely behind Chen Wenjin and said in a low voice.
Cheng Feng reassured them, "It's alright, as long as we don't dance around in a pile of bones, they won't find us."
Bone-eating worms do not rely on their five senses to find prey, but rather on instinct.
The pit is now full of bones, so it's impossible for them to spot Cheng Feng and his two companions above immediately.
It took the three of them more than twenty minutes to cross this terrifying mass grave.
Only after stepping onto the ancient plank road leading down to the end did the two women finally relax.
"Cheng Feng, if this thing can't detect the people in the passage, what's the point of King Xian setting it up?"
Following beside Cheng Feng, Chen Wenjin asked as they walked.
Cheng Feng said softly, "This is to prevent official tomb raiding. Official tomb raiders always send out a large number of people for each operation."
If there are too many people, their anger will dilute the deathly aura of the mass grave, and then the bone-eating worms will become their nightmare.
"So that's how it is. Prince Xian really is cunning and scheming!"
Huo Ling sighed.
As they spoke, the three arrived at the end of the plank road.
The space here is more spacious, with a pool of water of unknown depth in front, and boardwalks on both the left and right sides leading upwards.
Chen Wenjin looked to both sides and asked, "Which way should we go?"
"Don't rush off. There's a small monster here we need to take down first, otherwise we won't be able to go anywhere!"
As soon as Cheng Feng finished speaking, a white object suddenly emerged from the previously calm river surface.
Something is rising from the bottom of the water!
Huo Ling raised her submachine gun and aimed it at something on the water.
Chen Wenjin examined it carefully and said in a deep voice, "It's a woman's corpse, and she was pregnant."
Perhaps startled by the three people's voices, one after another, floating corpses appeared on the water's surface.
At the same time, a red mist rose in the distance, spreading rapidly toward the three of them.
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