Hunting Heart Little Mengxian: Rebirth and Raising a Wolf

Chapter 66 Exploring the Tomb (2)

The more he walked into the tomb, the more Jiu Xiaohan could discover a pattern:
On the rock walls and the ground on both sides of the corridor, at every interval, whether the distance is long or short, there will be carved reliefs of the same ancient beast.

However, if you look carefully, although the patterns are different, it seems to be the same kind of anaconda face, but with various poses and rich expressions.

However, after seeing a lot and staring at the ground for a long time, Jiu Xiaohan will feel again:

Some of the newly seen patterns seem to be different from those seen before.

This feeling is as if a person is writing the same word over and over again, but as long as the amount of writing is enough, instead, it will become a feeling of not knowing the word.

Jiu Xiaohan knows very well:
The illusion of vision is the easiest way for people to fall into an immersive illusion; moreover, it is difficult to extricate themselves from this illusion for a while; even some weak-minded people may, will die from it.

Therefore, Jiu Xiaohan began to gradually and consciously try to avoid those seductive, hallucinogenic and totem-like ancient animal reliefs as much as possible.

At the same time, Jiu Xiaohan decided to continue walking along the corridor in the middle with Liang Ziyu, because of the lessons learned from the hidden arrow organ on the first stone slab on the ground just now.

Her reverse thinking method of "doing the opposite" once again successfully saved the two of them, avoiding the sudden appearance of the ground on the left and right and the simultaneous collapse.

Liang Ziyu couldn't see what was under the collapse, but Jiu Xiaohan could tell clearly that there were dense barbs erected on the lower floor of the underground palace.

No matter which one of the two of them slipped and fell, I am afraid that they would all suffer from the hopeless result of "thousand piercings" and blood spattering on the spot.

The first mechanism may make people who follow in later mistakenly think that the trail in the middle is not safe, and will subconsciously hide near the wall.

For example, it may be changed to move your back against the walls on the left and right sides and walk forward.

However, the key question is, is it safer near the left stone wall?Or is it safer near the stone wall on the right?
This answer should only be able to be answered accurately by the designer of the mechanism.

Therefore, for any intruder, the hidden risk of death on both sides is half and half.

Instead of going to "bet" with God on heads and tails, it's better to continue to walk in the middle step by step.

From this point of view, Jiu Xiaohan is extremely intelligent and alert.

Gray eyes and blue pupils are different from ordinary people, and she has extraordinary night vision and farsightedness abilities, as well as the method of "smoothing to the sky" that practice makes perfect, which has helped her a lot!

However, at this moment, the two of them are in the third organ that they are actually on the scene, but they don't know it. It seems that they don't have such good luck.

Huangfu Yi was there from the beginning to the end, according to the appearance that "Liang Ziyu" should show, without any mistakes:

He held Jiu Xiaohan's arm tightly.

For a while, he leaned slightly and followed her half a step behind her; for a while, he took the initiative to rub his body forward and touched her shoulder.

However, what made him feel a little puzzled was:

At this moment, my body is so close to Jiu Xiaohan, but there is no such situation as before, such as rapid heartbeat, chaotic Qi and blood, and unbearable heat.

At the same time, not only did he feel more and more that something was wrong, but even Jiu Xiaohan quickly discovered that her own body was also a little abnormal.

I saw that the two of them were walking slower and slower uncontrollably.

Gradually, and more and more, I can feel that my whole body is weak, my breathing is not smooth, my mind is dizzy, and my lips and teeth are numb; until finally, we can't speak a word to each other.

On the way of continuing to move forward, Jiu Xiaohan and Liang Ziyu almost coincidentally and unconsciously fell to the ground, unable to move their bodies anymore.

As for, in this ancient tomb cave that has gone through more than a thousand years, in such a closed underground environment with a strong rotten atmosphere, there is a little smell of wax oil left, Jiu Xiaohan thought it was normal.

Even, with his extremely sensitive sense of smell, Jiu Xiaohan can tell the difference:
In addition to the natural sulfur rocks, embossing dyes, copper lampstands, and the smells of residual candle wax oil, there are also many smells such as mold and bacteria, wet rust of iron, rotten wood in the coffin, funerary sundries... and so on.

However, it's a pity that this time, she didn't smell the pungent, sour smell that she had smelled near the anaconda pool before; nor did she smell the smell that should be in the above tombs unusual odors.

However, as everyone knows, this kind of colorless, odorless and rare poison that has been lost for hundreds of years has been mixed into the candles of those copper lampstands by unknown people.

I don't know why, but at this moment, this kind of poison will evaporate lightly along with the unburned wax tail and wax oil, and spread in this tomb passage.

All, indeed, it was Jiu Xiaohan's negligence.

As for, what are these poisonous materials used for? Is it to prevent those malicious intruders from entering the tomb, or is it used for other purposes?

Jiu Xiaohan, who had already been recruited and passed out in Liangzi's jade arms, had no time to think about these issues at this moment.

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Of course, from another point of view, it is understandable that Huangfu Yi did not take any precautions in advance.

After all, at the beginning, when he came here ten years ago, he was tied up in a coffin by his own father, and carried in by eight dumb dumb dead waiters.

Even if, at that time, the corridor was already filled with the released poison; due to the protection of the thick coffin board outside, even if there was a very small ventilation hole on it, Huangfu Yi didn't inhale any colorless, odorless, deadly gas either.

It's just that the eight dead servants who carried his coffin into the tomb of the Boa Emperor never went out again.

What's more, until now, Huangfu Yi still doesn't know exactly where those eight people went.

However, for the impression of this corridor, Huangfu Yi still roughly remembers some:
At that time, after he was carried into the tomb, lying in the coffin through the small ventilation hole, he could vaguely see the shadowy, flickering candlelight along the road.

In other words, before Huangfu Ruozhou, those dead servants, and the broken coffin containing Huangfu Yi came in, someone should have arranged the utensils inside for them in advance.

In addition, those organs, of course, have been dismantled in advance.

"That person" or "those people", he or they, to be able to know this thousand-year-old tomb so well, must have extraordinary abilities.

For comparison, Huangfu Yi's preliminary inference of the possible changes in the tomb of Emperor Boan around ten years ago is as follows——

The first possibility is:

Colorless and odorless poisonous material or gas is very uncommon; if it were, it would have existed ten years ago or even earlier, and it is extremely possible.

Perhaps, thousands of years ago, the owner of the tomb named "Emperor Boa" was worried about being dug up and stolen by later generations, so he deliberately asked the tomb designer to design it this way.

However, it is not an easy task to ensure that the poison of thousands of years will not fail.

However, later on, he himself Huangfu Yi, his biological father Huangfu Ruozhou, and his half-brother Huangfu An all entered and left the tomb of Emperor Bo.

So why are all three of them okay? !
Most likely, ten years ago, at that time, there was no poison in this tomb; at this moment, this time, it was poisoned in advance.

However, indeed, there is this second possibility, that is:
This kind of poison has always been there.

It's just that the toxicity needs to be resolved through a special method, or under the action of a special environment.

For example, when burning with a candle.

Another example is the case of being illuminated by a light source.

In addition, there is the third most unlikely situation, Huangfu Yi also thought of it, although it sounds a bit far-fetched:
There was no poison in the tomb passage from beginning to end.

Maybe it's the combination of the extremely enchanting fragrance emanating from Jiu Xiaohan's body and some peculiar smells in this tomb, which produced such a poisonous effect.

For example, the sulfur rock wall, relief dyes, copper lampstands, residual candle wax oil...

For another example, mould, moss, wet rust on ironware, rotten wood in coffins, funerary sundries...

Because, after all, Jiu Xiaohan can't smell her own body odor at all.

Therefore, for her, this strange fragrance is the most colorless and odorless "poison".

However, this "poison" will make Huangfu Yi, who is mixed with Li Wu's immortal soul and Rong Xiao's demon soul, more and more addicted! ! !
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Just the moment before Jiu Xiaohan closed those dark blue eyes unconsciously and lost her mind, she also felt very regretful about her negligence after passing those two hurdles without any danger.

It's just that bright arrows are easy to hide, but dark poison is hard to guard against...

In fact, what Jiu Xiaohan regrets the most is:

This time, she let that "brother wolf" Liang Ziyu fall into danger with her!

Why!No matter how you put it, it's still my own way, it's too shallow!

Jiu Xiaohan fell into the thin arms of Liang Ziyu who had already been unconscious, and his right hand was about to untie the "Xianliu rattan" bracelet on his left wrist.

However, it was a pity that his left hand was pressed under Liang Ziyu's back and he couldn't move.

At this moment, even if she wanted to take any timely rescue measures, it would be too late...

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When he suddenly felt that a basin of cold snow water had been splashed on his face and woke up again, Huangfu Yi unexpectedly found that his hands and feet were imprisoned again.

Moreover, his small body was lying flat in that broken coffin ten years ago.

However, what is very strange and weird is that although his whole body can feel the bone-chilling cold all the time, his clothes are dry and there is no trace of ice water left.

With the faint light of a few torches or candles placed somewhere outside the coffin, Huangfu Yi could see:

Originally, the tightly sealed and incomparably pitch-black coffin lid on top of his head was already more than half open, leaning obliquely on the edge of the coffin.

ten years ago?
Is it a dream, or a hallucination?
At this moment of trance, Huangfuyi seemed to have a sudden sense of absolute reality of going back to the past and being there.

These shackles, this coffin, this tomb...

Huangfu Yi couldn't be more familiar with it. Once, he was imprisoned here for more than three months, a full hundred days.

It wasn't until his half-brother, Huangfu An, gradually turned from danger to safety, and was able to live vigorously again, that Huangfu Yi got the chance to climb out of this grave.

That's right, in the end, his departure can only be described as "crawling".

No matter who it is, even if it is lying on the most comfortable bed for a hundred days without moving, only a skinny pair of shells will be left on the body, and the ability to walk will basically be completely lost.

What's more, during those one hundred dark nights, Huangfu Yi was not without suffering from severe physical and mental pain for a moment.

The old wounds on the heart and abdomen from the previous day hadn't completely healed, and the next day, they were cut open again...

At that time, he was still able to escape alive from the tomb of the Emperor Boa that had been hidden underground for thousands of years; I am afraid that he was also lucky because of the two strands that had been living together in his body. The twin souls of the fairy and the demon are entangled with each other endlessly.

Huangfu Yi hated this ghostly place to the core; however, death and escape were equally difficult and impossible things for him.

However, he hated it even more. During those one hundred days, that old man who always wore a black robe and a bronze mask of an ancient beast with fangs, never showed his true face.

Even though he never saw the other person's face, even if Huangfu Yi died, he would always remember the other person's voice.

This man is not his own biological father, but Huangfu Ruozhou, the city lord of Yi'an County, who is full of grandiose official words of "benefiting the people";

He is not the "Hunting Daoist" Wuweizi who has been used by the queen for many years, nor is he the "great benevolent man from all over the world" who is famous in Yi'an and travels around the world.

Because these three people never wore masks when they appeared around his coffin.

It seems that, in the eyes of Taoist Wuweizi and the Ninth Hall master, they are not worried at all:
In the future, one day, this "Seven Little Counties of Yi" will take "revenge on them one by one" as a major event for the rest of his life, which is more important than "living well", and do it!

Every time, when the faint fire lights in the corner of the tomb began to flicker brightly and darkly, when Huangfu Yi saw that ancient beast masked face appeared again, standing gloomyly beside his coffin, he looked down from head to toe carefully again. When looking at himself, Huangfu Yi would stare at the two hollow eye holes on the opponent's mask.

Huangfu Yi not only remembered the other party's voice, but also firmly engraved those eyes hidden behind the mask in his heart...

(End of this chapter)