Holy Bone

Chapter 1539 Emperor Kang Zhao's harem is on fire

The torch fell about ten feet deep and reached the bottom of the well. There was no water under the well, only a dry stone platform.

Not only was there no well water, but there were also no bones left from the previous dumpings of bodies.

"Why isn't there even a single corpse?"

"It shouldn't be."

Fatty Li and the old Taoist priest looked at the situation underground and said in surprise at the same time.

rustle--

rustle--

Suddenly, in the secluded and quiet space, there were bursts of sand rubbing sounds. After listening carefully, they realized that they were coming from the well. Fatty Li and the old Taoist priest held their breath at the same time.

There's something down there!

With the help of the dim flickering light of the torches, they noticed that the wall of the well at the bottom was not sealed and there was a cold wind blowing all the time.

  call!

Suddenly, a cold wind blew up from the bottom of the well, and the torch was suddenly extinguished, causing the well to fall into darkness.

"Why did the torch go out?"

"Something seemed to flash by in the well!"

The two men exclaimed and reacted quickly by throwing down another torch, but there was nothing at the bottom of the well, even the torch they had thrown down before was gone and disappeared.

Hiss!

"What a fast speed! Did you see clearly what just flashed by, little brother?" The old Taoist turned around and asked Jin'an.

Jin An frowned: "It's manpower."

manpower?

  Could it be that the dead bodies dumped here were nourished by the negative energy in the well and resurrected?

Or is it that the female corpse in the coffin came back to life on the seventh day and has been wandering in the well ever since?

Afterwards, Jin'an was the first to go down into the well. He wanted to see where these interconnected ruins of the previous dynasty would eventually lead to.

The second one to go down was the old dog that looked like a human.

Although Lao Gou usually only knows how to eat, sleep and fart, he was an extraordinary character as he was able to dig up graves and bones in Guimo Mountain.

The old dog jumped several times on the wall of the well, and finally, landed on the ground with all four limbs as steady as an old dog.

Fatty Li was also a skilled martial artist, and he easily descended into the well carrying the old Taoist priest on his back: "Master Chen, what did you eat tonight? It's so heavy to carry on your back?"

"Don't be fooled by your thin appearance, Master Chen. You have a lot of solid food in your stomach."

The old Taoist priest, who was afraid of heights, had just landed and was about to take a deep breath to relax, but his face suddenly changed and he covered his mouth and nose tightly with his Taoist robe: "The stench of blood and rot in this well is so strong that it almost made me faint on the spot!"

The old Taoist priest held his breath nervously and dared not breathe deeply anymore.

The space underground is very spacious, enough to accommodate more than 20 people. There are seven statues standing on the wall of the well, and there is a bronze altar in front of each statue.

The altar was covered with a thick layer of dust, the incense burner was covered with cobwebs, and the candlesticks for the incense and candles were either overturned or rolled to the ground. These details gave people a sense of desolation, as if no one had come here to clean and worship for a long time.

The bronze statues are human bodies with dragon heads, and the seven statues have different expressions of joy, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear, and shock.

Being stared at by so many people with strange expressions at a close distance made the atmosphere here become even more eerie and strange.

On the chest of each dragon-headed human statue, there is a hole the size of two fists. It is pitch black behind the hole and nothing can be seen.

However, under the light of the torch, a lot of blood was seen near the hole in the chest of the statue. The blood was both new and old, and the blood was very thick. Even some flesh fragments could be seen. Some of the flesh had been dried by the wind, and it was unknown how many years it had been there.

The cold wind from the well was blowing out from the holes in the chests of these statues.

Seeing the blood and meat fragments on the surface of the statues, the old Taoist priest shouted: "Little brother, could it be that the human hands you just saw stretched out from the big holes in the chests of these statues?"

Hearing this, Fatty Li and Lao Gou subconsciously moved away from the bronze statue and stood in the middle of the well. Fatty Li frowned and said, "Master Chen, what you mean is that those dead bodies thrown into the well were torn into pieces and eaten by the hands that stretched out from behind the statue?"

Fatty Li looked around at the seven statues in the well: "There are seven statues with dragon heads and human bodies here. There are at least seven man-eating creatures hiding in the well!"

Jin An patted the old dog's head at this time and said, "I don't support idle people in Wuzang Taoist Temple. It's up to you from now on."

"Help me find the latest statue with the smell of blood."

The old dog circled the bottom of the well a few times, then bared its teeth at one of the statues and crouched in an attacking posture.

Jin An touched the dog's head and came to the bronze statue. Just as his eyes were fixed on the hole in the statue's chest, in the dark world behind the statue's chest, a cold and numb blue eyeball, like a ghost's eye, was also lying behind the hole, staring at them coldly.

"sneaking."

Jin'an pointed as fast as lightning, blood splattered, and he poked the eyeball behind the hole of the statue with one finger.

A hoarse and low human roar of pain was heard, the statue shook violently, the chains on the well wall trembled, and a lot of dust fell. From the sound, it seemed that something behind the statue was hitting the statue in pain.

When Jin An retracted his fingers, he saw an eyeball pinched between his index and middle fingers, with blood dripping from it.

The old Taoist priest, Fatty Li, and Old Dog felt a chill on their backs and subconsciously raised their hands to cover their eyes.

It's strange to say, after the eyeball left the body, it could still move back and forth, and it was not dead. However, the eyeball had been pierced by Jin'an's fingertips, so even if he wanted to see, he couldn't see anything.

Perhaps because he was blind and couldn't see what was happening outside, the movement behind the statue soon stopped and everything became dead silent.

  sulfuric acid!

Shang Fuhu drew his divine sword with beast-face pattern and chopped it into pieces with one blow, smashing the bronze statue with a dragon head and a human body in front of him with swift and decisive action.

  boom!

Violent ripples appeared in the void, generating violent airflows, as if a layer of Qimen Dunjia barrier had been broken here.

There was nothing behind the statue except for blood dripping all over the ground.

Jin An sheathed his knife, pinched his eyeball in his hand, and strode into the secret passage behind the statue.

Several people and a dog quickly caught up.

Following the bloodstains on the ground, Jinan came to a huge stone platform that looked like an altar. The reason why it looked like an altar was because he saw a four-legged bronze square tripod on the stone platform.

The bronze square tripod has always been closely related to sacrifice, alchemy and cooking.

Later, he saw many human skeletons in the bronze square tripod. There were clear tooth marks on the surface of these skeletons. It seemed that the bronze square tripod was the place where the monster behind the statue fed.

"It seems that someone deliberately fed the man-eating monsters in the underground ruins of the capital." Jin An's voice was cold, with a hint of murderous intent.

The man-eating monster was not here. It seemed to have intelligence and must have noticed Jin An following the bloodstains. The bloodstains on the ground disappeared here.

But Jinan has plenty of means to track him.

This time he did not use the Taoist magic of searching the bag to retrieve objects, but instead used the Luogeng Jade Plate to track, hoping that the Luogeng Jade Plate could lead him to the lair of the man-eating monsters and capture all these evil spirits in one fell swoop.

As Jin An placed his eyes on the Luogeng Jade Plate, the artifact quickly responded and took him deep into the ruins, which was as huge and complex as an underground palace and full of branching paths.

Along the way, he encountered two identical cannibal cooking cauldrons. The further he went in, the more foul the stench became, as if there was a large corpse pit deep in the ruins of the previous dynasty, which was constantly emitting the stench of decay.

Soon, they came to a huge low-lying space, where they encountered a huge man-eating cooking cauldron that was ten times larger than the man-eating square cauldron they had seen before.

The gigantic man-eating cauldron was filled with ghostly aura and the stench of corruption was wafting out from it.

When they arrived at the place, they saw a crowd of people kneeling on the ground, worshiping the huge man-eating cooking pot.

There were people kneeling on all sides.

It seemed as if some evil ritual was being performed.

However, the ceremony of these people was interrupted with the arrival of Jin'an.

A pair of cold and numb eyes raised up, flashing with ghostly green light, staring straight at the several living people who suddenly appeared.

Jin An first raised his head to take a look at the huge bronze tripod, and then turned his gaze to the crowd of people kneeling before him: "Who the hell are you? My divine sense can't even detect your existence."

"No wonder you were able to hide underground in the capital and act mysteriously without being discovered."

In response to Jinan, these people rushed towards him bloodthirsty and crazy.

"You don't know how to live or die. How dare you stop a chariot?" Jin An snorted coldly.

He did not need to make any movement. He just took a step forward, and behind him appeared three suns shining together, and a miraculous sight of red clouds of blood and energy covering the sky. The martial artist was full of vigor and energy, and his blood was like a furnace. Wherever he passed, all the monsters and demons were suppressed so that they could not raise their heads and could not move an inch.

  Pong!

Pong!

Pong!

The figures exploded one after another, and each explosion turned into a shattered lead and mercury pill that fell to the ground.

A wisp of spirit emerged from the shattered lead-mercury pill, and tried to drill back into the man-eating square cauldron. However, under the suppression of the martial arts immortal's qi and blood, Jin An did not need to make any move, and all the spirits exploded in mid-air.

Avenue induction!

  A thousand virtues!

A thousand virtues!

A thousand virtues!

……

"Lead-mercury pills?"

"What kind of demon is here refining a demon pill that harms people!"

Jin An shouted coldly and walked towards the bronze square tripod step by step. Wherever he passed, no lead and mercury pill could withstand the martial artist's immortal yang thoughts and crush the attached spirit.

The pseudo fourth realm martial arts immortal is indeed domineering.

He didn't take any action during the whole process, but just relied on the control of Qi and blood to blast all the lead and mercury pills refined by these Shinto masters.

One thousand Yin De is equivalent to the combat power of the second realm of Shinto. It is natural that he is powerless to resist when colliding with a strong man of the pseudo fourth realm.

The battle came suddenly and ended suddenly. They were too weak. Before Jin An could even make a move, they were all shattered into pieces and killed.

In just a short moment, he gained 100,000 good karmas.

Jin An came to the bronze square tripod as if he was in an empty place. He jumped onto the bronze square tripod and saw the scene inside.

A Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged in the bronze square tripod, refining lead and mercury pills in it.

Jin An had just jumped onto the bronze square tripod when he saw the other party successfully refining a lead-mercury pill. The Taoist raised his hand and grabbed two human eyes from the bronze square tripod and put them into the lead-mercury pill.

The lead-mercury pill, which was originally a dead object, suddenly came to life as if the finishing touch had been added, and turned into a lifelike person on the spot, but this person had an extremely ferocious face, like a ghost.

As soon as he saw Jinan, he pounced on him like a hungry ghost.

He was killed without a doubt by Jin'an's blood and energy.

"Fellow Daoist, do you and I have any grudge against each other..." Before the man in the cauldron could finish his words, Jin'an slapped him on the head and smashed it.

  This is another lead-mercury pill!

Avenue induction!

A hundred thousand virtues!

  Equivalent to the third level of Shinto cultivation!

The original god's possession and the three-level lead and mercury pills were not surprising, as Jin An himself was a master at controlling the holy lead and mercury fetus.

What surprised him was that this lead-mercury pill could help its owner to refine the lead-mercury pill, and it could also avoid detection by spiritual sense, making it elusive.

Jin An picked up the broken lead-mercury pills and pondered with his head down. It seemed that all this was related to the special materials used in the lead-mercury pills.

Jinan glanced at the bronze square tripod under his feet.

There are many human eyeballs left in the tripod, filled with resentment. They should be what is left after a sacrificial activity in the past.

Eyes are places where spirits are stored, which is why the bronze square tripod is favored by evil people.

Jin An would naturally not keep such an evil thing that could cause great harm to people. He destroyed it on the spot and gained another 100,000 merits.

In total, he gained 300,000 good karmas.

Jin An did not end his exploration of the second layer of the ruins of the previous dynasty. He placed the fragments of the lead-mercury pill and the bronze square tripod on the Luogeng Jade Plate one by one and tried to sense it. The Luogeng Jade Plate was calm and it seemed that the remnants had been wiped out for the time being.

The second floor of the ruins of the previous dynasty is very large. Jinan explored it for another half an hour. Seeing that he had not found any new clues or other evil spirits gathering, he planned to return to the ground to catch the murderer.

The one hiding underground and playing tricks is Lead-Mercury Danwan. The culprit behind the scenes may still be outside.

There were no other twists and turns on his way back to the ground. During the return, he directly destroyed the Seven-Star Coffin and the Dragon-Locking Well that were causing harm to people, cutting off the source of the disaster.

"Fatty Li, give me that embroidered shoe." As soon as he returned to the ground, Jin An did not delay and continued to chase the murderer without stopping.

Luogeng's jade plate once again played a big role, and they quickly tracked down the first murder scene of the owner of the embroidered shoes.

"Tiangong Miaoge?"

"Fatty Li, do you know who is the owner of this rouge shop?"

The Bi'an carriage stopped in front of a rouge shop in the Spice Shop. Jin'an lifted the curtain and looked at the Luogeng jade plate in his hand.

It points exactly to the rouge shop right in front of you.

Seeing Tiangong Miaoge, Fatty Li's expression changed. He dared not hide anything and answered truthfully, "Tiangong Miaoge is very popular in the upper circles of the nobles in Beijing. Whether it is making stone ink, rouge, or makeup powder, it has produced many excellent products. 'Skin as white as cream, white as jade' was used to describe a woman's beauty. Now many people use it to describe Tiangong Miaoge's rouge and makeup powder, praising its magic of keeping youth and rejuvenating."

"The owner behind Tiangong Miaoge was the most famous courtesan in Beijing seven years ago, Su Susu. Su Susu's ancestors were also from a famous family, but later her family fell into poverty. Although she worked in a brothel to survive, she only sold her art and not her body. Because she was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, she was quite famous among the officials in Beijing."

"Seven years ago, Su Susu won the title of Oiran and was redeemed by a mysterious man on the same day. Not long after, she became the owner of Tiangong Miaoge. Tiangong Miaoge quickly became famous among the celebrities in the capital. Even many concubines in the palace came to buy rouge and makeup powder from Tiangong Miaoge because of Su Susu's reputation."

"The outside world has been speculating about the identity of the mysterious financial backer behind Tiangong Miaoge. In fact, the real financial backer of Tiangong Miaoge is the current academician of the Imperial Hospital, who is a fifth-rank official."

"To put it bluntly, Su Susu is just a famous prostitute. The imperial concubines in the palace buy rouge and makeup from Tiangong Miaoge because they are attracted by the academicians of the Imperial Hospital, and the academicians of the Imperial Hospital are the ones who support the entire Imperial Hospital. How could a fallen courtesan be in the eyes of the imperial concubines? It's just an excuse to deceive people."

No wonder Fatty Li’s expression changed just now.

If the academician of the Imperial Medical Bureau was involved in a murder case, with both killing and dumping of corpses, the implications would be too wide, and even many interest groups in the harem would be implicated, and Emperor Kang Zhao's harem would be on fire.