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Chapter 81 Eight Armed King Kong
The pale face disappeared in a flash.

Lin Yan's heartbeat was almost seized, and he took three steps back again and again.

The burning sleeve fell on the ground beyond the crack, which was actually paved with stone bricks. The dim light vaguely illuminated a small artificial stone room that looked like a quiet room.

The pale man's face just now was now hidden in the shadow of the firelight and could not be seen.

Instead, a tall and thin black figure who didn't know whether it was a man or a ghost stood beside the curled and burning hemp sleeves, vaguely shadowy.

Lin Yan paused for a moment, staring at the black shadow until the sleeves were burned, the black shadow remained motionless, like a dead thing.

It's all here...

He tore off the sleeve on the other side again and lit it, threw it into the stone room, and then slowly stepped forward step by step.

Until Lin Yan stepped into the stone room, the black shadow remained motionless. Lin Yan slowly raised the torch, stretched out and swept it in front of the black shadow.

The halo was dim, and a pale face of pity and despair suddenly emerged from the darkness.

His two eye sockets were hollowed out, and they were dark. Under the light of the fire, they reflected a terrifying light, as if staring at someone. It was the face that Lin Yan saw just now.

Lin Yan's breathing was short for a moment, suppressing the instinctive fear, holding the candlelight to watch carefully, and then slowly relaxing.

The human face and black shadow are not living people at all, but a tall and thin wooden sculpture of a bald old monk.

The material is gray-white dead wood, and its face is lifelike. Except for the hollowed-out eyeballs, the other facial features, eyebrows, and wrinkled cheek lines are lifelike, without any trace of chiseling.

Lin Yan approached the woodcarving and observed it carefully.

Its stature is shriveled like a dead wood, but it is two meters taller, its proportions are not human-like.

It was clearly a wood carving, but it was dressed in tattered gray monk clothes just like a human being.

The body is incomplete, a large curved piece is missing from the waist and abdomen, and the edge is jagged, as if it has been bitten by teeth.

Three or four circles of rusty bronze chains were tied to the body, and it was clutched in front of its chest with its two withered hands, and its body leaned forward, as if it was dragging something, carrying a heavy load forward in the dark.

So Lin Yan held up the torch and swept towards the back of the old monk's sculpture, his expression immediately awe-inspiring.

A huge blood-colored sarcophagus one foot long rolled sideways behind the old monk. The heavy coffin lid was staggered obliquely, and more than half of it had been opened, revealing the dark inside of the coffin.

Under the sarcophagus, there are still circles of bronze chains.

Obviously, the sarcophagus was originally carried on the old monk's back and bound tightly with bronze chains, but now it fell loose due to vibration or some other reason, and fell to the ground, even the coffin lid was opened.

Isn't the coffin pretending to be dead?People are dead, what are you doing with chains?
A chill climbed up Lin Yan's back.

He squatted down carefully, and put the candles in front of the coffin bit by bit. The coffin was made of blood-colored ore, and there were mysterious golden complex patterns drawn on the four corners and both ends. A faint scent of sandalwood emanated from the coffin. .

"empty?"

Inside the sarcophagus, some fragments can be seen, but there are obviously no corpses.

Such a magnificent and tightly bound sarcophagus is actually empty?

Lin Yan stood up straight, his eyes swept around like lightning.

Was the sarcophagus originally empty, or...

He walked carefully, and carefully searched and observed the stone room by the dim light of the torch.

This is obviously a man-made stone room, like a quiet room for chanting and worship.

To the right, there seemed to be a passage, but it was all buried by boulders at the moment.

The ground is square stone bricks, engraved with exquisite and simple lotus patterns.

The left and right places are not big, almost unobstructed, and there is no place to hide things at all.

Lin Yan just breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly realized that there is another direction...

He looked up suddenly, his eyes froze for a moment, and he almost retreated to the entrance.

I saw that on the top of the quiet room, there was actually a statue of an eight-armed vajra god carved with compassion but not compassion, with angry eyes but not angry eyes!
This Vajra God statue is about two meters high, the color of black jade all over its body, its chest is naked, and men and women cannot be distinguished.

The muscle texture on the exposed chest is full, and the eight arms are lifelike. The eight arms are stretched out, like spiders, hanging and embedded on the dome, condescending, as if overlooking.

Its shape is also very strange. Not only did it have eight arms, but it also had four eyes on its head.

In addition to the original eyes, there is also one eye on the left and right sides of the forehead. The sculptor also deliberately chiseled round and convex eyeballs for these two extra eyes to highlight his characteristics.

Both weird and formidable.

Lin Yan stared at it for a long time, making sure that it did not have any signs of living things, and then lowered his head.

I have never heard of similar Buddhist temple beliefs in Ding'an City. Obviously, this ancient relic was built some time ago, and the religious style is very different from today's.

Keep checking and walk around.

"This is……"

Lin Yan focused his eyes slightly, and found a pool of white bones in the corner of the wall on the left side of the quiet room.

With a solemn face, he stretched out his foot and kicked, which was mixed with a lot of gray and white fur, which was obviously the corpse of the gray wolf from yesterday.

The bones are white and cleanly bitten. In addition to a few large bite marks, there are also many dense, jagged, tiny and fine tooth marks.

Two different tooth marks.

it's like...

"Feeding? The big ones catch prey and feed the little ones?"

Lin Yan's heart sank, that thing, the big one raised the young one, and it's breeding, right?

The fire swept across, and soon, he found a gap in the corner, which was similar to the one he saw on the mountain wall before, leading to the interior without knowing how deep it was.

The same hole, the same narrow size, and the same sharp scratches around it.

Could it be that this mysterious creature was locked in the coffin?

I reached out and knocked, and this time it was solid inside, and it was obvious that I couldn't get through it.

Lin Yan looked at the hole, thought for a while, then turned around and walked to the side of the overturned coffin.

Then he stretched out his hand to grab the bronze chain, pierced his arm, and pulled it hard. The huge force was transmitted along the chain, and the sarcophagus immediately turned upright and fell to the ground, making a dull sound.

Then he stretched out his hand to grab the coffin lid, and lifted it violently, and he dragged the heavy coffin lid out with one hand.

The entire coffin was opened, and a more refreshing scent of sandalwood came out.

Lin Yan dragged the heavy coffin cover with one hand, pulled it out all the way, and drew an obvious scratch on the ground. When he came to the narrow hole, he stretched out his foot and kicked it, knocking the coffin cover horizontally, blocking it from the hole.

In this way, even if the monster comes out, it is impossible to remain silent.

After blocking the entrance of the cave, Lin Yan turned around again, but after finding nothing, he returned to the open sarcophagus.

The candle approached the coffin, and Lin Yan searched briefly, and found that the sarcophagus was covered with a layer of half-dried spices, and the fragrance was tangy.

There are also a few strings of rotten Buddhist beads, and two rusty and brittle incense burners.

Instead, he found a few dark, heavy finger-sized metal pieces. Lin Yan had read many tomb robbery novels in his previous life, and knew that it was formed by oxidation of gold, so he kept it in his arms.

Reach through the spices.

"Huh? This thing..."

He took it out and saw that it was a grayish-yellow, rough animal skin the size of a belly, and it was still intact.

It used some fonts that he didn't know at all, and it was full of petite characters.

Pulling the animal hide and pulling it, I found that it is quite tough, and it has not rotted for so many years, so it must be a precious thing.

It cannot be said that gold and animal skins are useless, but they are of no use to Xiaozhi's condition.

Lin Yan was not reconciled, and searched around again, but there was nothing.

Helpless, can only prepare to leave.

Before leaving, he inadvertently glanced at the King Kong statue on the dome, which was still looking down, as if staring at Lin Yan.

"Huh? No!"

Lin Yan's pupils shrank suddenly.

He was standing in another position just now, and the King Kong statue was overlooking him.

Now that he has changed his position, why is the statue still overlooking him!

A sharp chill rushed to the scalp.

He immediately retreated to the entrance of the crack where he came in, supported the rock wall with one hand, raised his head, and stared at the eight-armed Vajra.

In the silent underground world, only the sound of his restless heartbeat remained, and Lin Yan couldn't take his eyes off it.

After about half a quarter of an hour, he clenched his palms violently and forcibly dug out a stone wall from the rock wall.

The eight-armed vajra really moved!

This time, not only the head, but also the eight arms shrank inward, causing the entire sculpture body to sink a little. Although the range was small, it did move!
what the hell!

Lin Yan leaned back against the crack, with confidence in his heart, the cold light in his eyes soared, and he shouted: "Pretending to be a ghost!"

With a violent swing of his arm, the large rock he had just dug in his hand was like a cannonball fired from the bottom and flew towards the statue's head.

But as he expected, the scene where the statue tilted its head to avoid it did not appear.

The stone was hitting the statue's head with great force, directly smashing its head to one side, and a layer of fine cracks slowly expanded.

The next moment, the statue began to shake from side to side, and the eight arms clinging to the top, as if they had independent joints, loosened one by one and fell down, and then the whole body of the statue, as if it lost the support of the ceiling, suddenly fell down.

boom!
The heavy diamond carving fell straight down and hit the blood-red sarcophagus below. The sarcophagus was strong, but the stone carving was smashed to pieces. Except for a few scattered arms, most of the rest fell into the sarcophagus. , just right.

Lin Yan took a tight breath, could it be that the King Kong statue was originally contained in the sarcophagus? !
Looking up to the top, there are eight small pits scattered around the top, which correspond to the palm positions of the eight arms of the eight-armed king!

A terrifying conjecture popped up. Could it be that the eight-armed king jumped out of the sarcophagus by himself, and forcibly embedded himself on the top with his eight arms?
It is not dead, is it alive?
But it's not right, if it wasn't dead, why didn't it dodge or dodge, just fell down and broke into pieces?
Is it possible that this statue is a dead object, and the head moved just now because it could no longer hang on the top, and it sank and slipped a little bit, which caused the head position to shift.

Lin Yan hesitated for a moment, then walked forward step by step.

In the sarcophagus, the entire body of the eight-armed King Kong has been completely torn apart, and the head has fallen from the body and rolled in the corner of the sarcophagus.

The cracks in the body also showed a black jade-like material, and there were golden veins in the cross section, like the texture of the stone itself.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a living thing.

Did the eight-armed King Kong jump out of the sarcophagus and climb himself to the top?
Or was it originally a dead object, inlaid on the top, and because of the vibration, it slid down a little bit?

Lin Yan couldn't judge.

When he walked past the edge of the sarcophagus, the head part of the statue.

suddenly.

In his mind, the Bodhi Gold Medal trembled slightly, reminding him that there was another spiritual substance nearby!

　Ah...the time is too rushed today, it is completely saved from fragments of time, I just wrote it...maybe there are bugs...I will revise and polish it tomorrow.

　　Still, thanks to the silly fantasy boss for the reward of 100 coins!Many thanks!

　　
　
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