People in Zong Tomb, Jieling Pirates

Chapter 314 Altar

And just when everyone was about to leave, they suddenly heard a "buzzing" sound of flapping wings.

Then I saw a group of dragonfly-like midges flying in front of me. After arriving here, these midges went straight to a pile of plant roots not far behind.

"No, let's leave quickly!"

Seeing this scene, Shirley Yang seemed to have thought of something and quickly reminded her.

Seeing her anxious expression, the others didn't care to look at the swarm of midges and mosquitoes swirling around the roots of the plants, and just wanted to continue moving forward on the hovercraft.

But as soon as the hovercraft left a distance, a series of sound piercing the air came from behind. When everyone looked back, they saw large tongues several feet long emerging from the water, attacking the people in the air with lightning speed.

Those midges.

And when the long tongue swept away the midges and returned, countless huge mouths emerged from the water, swallowing the midges caught in the long blood-red tongues.

This scene happened very quickly. By the time Chen Ziyan and others realized what had happened, the toads hiding in the water had already launched their third attack.

Chen Ziyan subconsciously glanced at the toad they threw aside, and he already understood what was going on. He thought that this area was the hunting ground for these giant toads.

But when the water was in chaos, Chen Ziyan and the others showed no intention of watching the excitement. They just looked at each other and silently sped up their movements.

The scene that follows is too chaotic, and it is very likely to affect them, so it is better to leave as soon as possible.

Thanks to the fact that all attention was focused on each other at this moment, whether it was the giant toad in the water or the scurrying midges, Chen Ziyan and the others escaped without any trouble.

"Wait!"

Not long after the hovercraft left the chaotic waters behind, Chen Ziyan, who had been paying attention to the rock wall on the left, finally saw what he was looking for.

Hu Bayi and the others who were controlling the air mattress quickly stopped the boat with the things in their hands, and then looked at Chen Ziyan with some confusion, hoping to get an explanation from him.

Chen Ziyan did not explain in words, but pointed directly to the stone platform and said: "Pull the boat over and let's go take a look."

In fact, this is his explanation, because everyone can see that this square and extremely neat stone platform is obviously the product of man-made chiseling.

And after discovering such an artifact here, wouldn't it be normal to stop and check it out?

If it were them, they would make the same choice.

After the air mattress approached the stone platform, a few people left Huahu to watch the boat, and the others climbed up quickly.

This stone platform looks a lot abandoned. The surface is covered with vines and moss, and it is impossible to see anything in detail.

Hu Bayi thought for a while and said: "This should be the relics left when King Xian built the tomb, but I don't know what it is used for."

Wang Kaixuan said: "I would say this is probably a place where bright weapons are placed."

After saying this, the guy pulled out his engineering shovel and wanted to clean off the moss on the surface of the stone platform to see if there were any hidden grates.

Hu Ba immediately wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Chen Ziyan.

Chen Ziyan shook his head slightly at Hu Bayi, and then took the initiative to hold a flashlight to illuminate the busy Wang Kaixuan.

He remembered that some very important information was recorded here.

Hu Ba withdrew his hand as soon as he saw this. His boss had already acquiesced to Fatty's behavior, so it would be inappropriate for him to stop it.

When it came to the matter of bright weapons, Wang Kaixuan, the fat man, was not ordinary nimble. He could be said to be as quick as the wind, and he had cleared the stone platform in front of him in the blink of an eye.

But what disappointed him was that there was no mechanism stone box under the moss, but one relief after another.

Moreover, these compositions were complicated and he could not understand what was on them, so after taking a few glances, he took a few steps back angrily and gave up the position in front to others.

Facing Wang Kaixuan's "sensible" attitude, everyone else cast admiring glances at him, and then began to study the reliefs on the stone platform.

"These reliefs should record some kind of ancient secret sacrificial ritual. This bizarre and mysterious ancient ritual was held in this gourd, and the stone platform under our feet is the altar where the ritual was performed." Shirley

Yang shared his findings.

Then she quickly selected the reliefs in front of her, eliminating those that had no substantive meaning, and pointed out the first one in the true sense.

This is the most well-preserved one on the entire altar, but this is only relatively speaking. Thousands of years of erosion have been there. If it were not for the special process of chiseling first and then carving used in these reliefs, this part would now be all gone.

It's hard to preserve.

It can be roughly seen that this picture mainly depicts a tall humanoid creature. This humanoid creature has big ears and a high nose, thick hair on its face, and a skull in its mouth. It is simple, strange and eye-catching.

memorable.

Hu Bayi looked at the humanoid creature and said a little uncertainly: "Look at the people above, do they look like the black-faced gods enshrined in the temple at the entrance?"

Hearing what he said, Wang Kaixuan glanced over and immediately said: "Hey, it's really similar. If we add the two Yaksha followers, they won't be exactly the same as those in the temple. It turns out that this

Huludong is also his territory. I don’t know where this grandson came from, but he has a very broad control!"

Shirley Yang also said: "Although there are some differences in image, some core things are the same. I think they are probably the same person."

Chen Ziyan put forward the opposite opinion and heard him say: "I think there is a connection, but it may not be the same person. The statues in the mountain temple have an obvious style of the Qin and Han Dynasties. The image looks elegant and otherworldly. At first glance,

I know that it was heavily influenced by the Han civilization circle, but the stone carvings on the altar in front of me reveal the freehand color of the primitive wilderness. It is estimated that it must have been at least three to four thousand years ago. It should be the ancestors of southern Xinjiang before the Warring States Period.

The remains left by the people.”

"Judging from the time, I think the statue in the mountain god outside is probably the image of the god Zhuan reshaped by King Xian when he was building the tomb. It is possible to draw lessons from it, but it should not be the same god Zhuan. After all,

As the emperor and his ministers, King Xian may not be willing to recognize the mountain god of the Yi people in southern Xinjiang."

After listening to Chen Ziyan's reasons, Shirley Yang and Hu Bayi didn't speak for a long time.

Although they still wanted to stick to their own ideas, they had to admit that Chen Ziyan's words made more sense.

Especially the fact that King Xian could not continue to worship the Yiren mountain god as his god was simply an inevitable problem.

Afterwards, the few people had a tacit understanding and did not continue this topic, but focused on other reliefs.

The second relief that can be seen clearly depicts a slightly strange scene.

On the water surface of the fossil forest, a group of natives with feathers on their heads were riding on a raft, holding long poles in their hands.

There were many large toads tied up in those rafts, and it looked like they should be the same ones they had encountered before.

Those big toads were tied very tightly and could only struggle with their mouths open. Their expressions looked extremely frightened, as if they were afraid of what would happen next.

Although the depiction of this relief is simple, it is extremely vivid, making it easy for people to feel the tragic atmosphere of imminent mass killing.

Then they looked back and saw the natives with feathers on their heads. Under the command of a leader wearing a horn helmet, they simultaneously hoisted a big toad on a long pole and then sent it into a stone wall.

In a cave with billowing black smoke.

In the relief at the back, there are several small toads placed on a wooden boat. These toads all have expressions of death-defying expressions, and their originally round and plump bodies have become as dry as paper.

When Chen Ziyan saw this, he immediately connected it with the situation in the mountain temple.

Originally, he thought that the thing in the hand of the yaksha in the mountain temple represented something of the treasure of the mountain god. However, he thought it was saying that the god lived in the gourd cave, and toads were his favorite food.

Shirley Yang looked at the remaining reliefs carefully, and then said: "There are some descriptions of the terrain here. If I read it correctly, the place we entered should be the bottom of the gourd."

Chen Ziyan asked: "So the shape of this gourd hole is the same as the inverted gourd we came in?"

Shirley Yang nodded: "That's right."

She felt that the gourd they entered should be connected to the large natural gourd cave they were in now, but there were still some joints that she had not figured out.

Chen Ziyan didn't know what she was thinking, but thinking about the next thing, he said: "If we reach the tomb of King Xian at Huluzui from this cave, then we will most likely have to walk through the mountain god's residence.

I wonder if this mountain god is still alive today?"

Hu Bayi touched the stubble on his beard: "If the mountain god really lives to this day, he probably isn't a soft stubble."

He now feels that this mountain god is probably some kind of wild monster with a high level of spirituality, but this is not easy to deal with.

When Wang Kaixuan heard this, he said: "It doesn't matter whether he is a mountain god or a mountain ghost! We men are afraid of him. Later, I will go to the mountain god with a gun and talk to him. It will be fine if he obediently clears the way. Anyone who dares to

If you have two words, then don’t blame the fat man for grabbing him with a gun and asking Huludong to change his surname from now on!"

"It's probably difficult to talk. Whether this mountain god can communicate is one thing. And even if he can communicate, this guy hasn't left for thousands of years and he can't speak Mandarin." Chen Ziyan joked.

But the meaning behind the words is to directly attribute this so-called mountain god to the likes of mountain spirits and beasts.

Hu Bayi agreed: "I would say that this so-called mountain god is caused by the feudal superstition of ancient people. It is probably some kind of strange beast or spirit. There are many precedents for this, and this is not the first time it has appeared."

Wang Kaixuan suddenly thought of the green-scaled giant python he met when he came here, and said thoughtfully: "That's true, but do you think this mountain god may be the green-scaled giant python we met earlier?

Things can be considered top-ranking masters in deep mountains and old forests, and we all know that snakes love to eat frogs, so this is true."

Chen Ziyan glanced at the fat man in surprise. He had no idea that he had thought of this, but the idea was still somewhat feasible.

If he hadn't already known what the so-called mountain god was, he would have been led away by Wang Kaixuan's idea.

I didn't see the thoughtful look on Hu Bayi's face now. He was obviously verifying the feasibility of this idea in his heart.

At this moment, Shirley Yang suddenly touched Chen Ziyan and motioned him to look at the last relief.

Chen Ziyan didn't understand what was going on at first, but when he looked at the relief, he immediately understood.

In this last picture, the protagonist is still the black-faced god Zhuan, but there is no trace of life in the black-faced god Zhuan in this picture. Instead, he looks more like a demon, with a cold face that is undisguised.

A spooky atmosphere.

There were countless women surrounding him. These women were obviously corpses, but the strange thing was that these female corpses were all lying on their backs, with their hands open and hanging left and right, and their legs arched in an arc. They looked like they were lying on the ground.

It's like crawling on reverse joints.

Shirley Yang waited until Chen Ziyan finished reading and said, "The female corpses above are the same as the ones we just saw."

While saying this, she could not hide a hint of worry on her face.

Since the existence of the female corpse has been confirmed, then this god is probably a real thing.

Hu Bayi was also attracted at this moment. After seeing the content of the relief, he blurted out: "Is it possible that there is a corpse cave there? Then why is the god Zhuan a thousand-year-old rice dumpling that has become a spirit?"

This is really a very likely outcome.

If there is talk of a god, Hu Bayi doesn't believe it, but if it's a thousand-year-old rice dumpling, he doesn't doubt the authenticity of its existence.

There is no way, as a person who has seen other rice dumplings with his own eyes, he knows very well that such things exist in this world.

What's more, just in front, they also saw a pseudo-corpse fairy that was about to complete its transformation, so it seemed very possible that there was a corpse fairy hidden here.

Thinking of this possibility, Hu Bayi's face turned slightly dark.

After the performance of the High Priest's Corpse, he already had a clearer understanding of the abilities of the Corpse Immortal, so he did not think that he and others could deal with such a thing.

Wang Kaixuan asked curiously: "Why are these female corpses facing up to the sky? The limbs are folded at such an angle. Is there something special about them?"

He hadn't thought about the corpses that had just appeared in the water. The main reason was that those corpses were in the water and they didn't see the specific shape.

Hu Bayi did not answer him, but said to Chen Ziyan: "Mr. Chen, I think we need to discuss how to go next."

He felt that he had to discuss it carefully and come up with a solution.

If there really is a corpse immortal waiting for them behind, then what's the difference between them rushing in so rashly and going directly to the door to kill someone?

"That's okay. Let's find a suitable place later and renovate it as well." Chen Ziyan nodded and agreed.

When he saw Hu Bayi's solemn expression, he knew that he might have some plan. Although his imaginary enemy might be different from the actual situation, some things were the same, so they could discuss it first. If it didn't work, he would give him some guidance.

Just for a moment.

But what Chen Ziyan wants to know most now is whether his domain weapon can be effective against Huo's undead insects. If it can, then the next thing will be much simpler.

(End of chapter)