My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

"Also, there is a folk legend that paper figures with eyes painted on them can attract ghosts and make them move like living people." Zhang Wenshan looked at Chen Sipi, frowning slightly, as if looking for an answer.

Chen Sipi glanced at Zhang Wenshan and said calmly, "Those are just legends. No one has ever seen them. They are just used to fool children."

He paused, and then continued, "Just like the walking master, he is also a legendary existence."

Zhang Wenshan looked at Chen Wenjin and thought to himself, Chen Wenjin once said that he had seen Zhang Qilin and also claimed that the body was sent by Zhang Qilin.

However, she was never able to provide any solid evidence for everyone to see for themselves.

Zhang Wenshan couldn't help feeling helpless and said:
"Do you really believe that Zhang Qilin has become a footman now?"

Chen Sipi looked at Chen Wenjin and said in a steady tone: "Wenjin is no longer a child. I believe she will not lie about such things."

“Besides, he won’t do himself any good by doing this,” he added.

Zhang Wenshan pondered for a moment, still feeling that this was too bizarre and unbelievable. After all, the body was brought here by those white-clothed sedan bearers, not some footman. He shook his head and sighed:

“Forget it. The Zhang family has also been looking for news about Zhang Qilin. If he has any news, the Zhang family should be the first to know.”

"But thank you for your kindness, niece Wenjin." He thanked her politely.

Chen Wenjin curled her lips at this time, looked at Chen Sipi and asked, "Father, did our family also have people carrying sedan chairs to bring the body here?"

Chen Sipi nodded. "Just like the Zhang family, they went straight to the ancestral hall after they arrived and would not come out no matter how we called them."

He paused and continued, "If the situation is the same, then if we go back now, we might be able to see eight paper figures in the ancestral hall."

"I think this may be related to the black shadow captured by the surveillance camera," he further analyzed.

"Except for the Hao family, all other families in the Nine Gates captured that figure. Although their faces are not clear, they are not much different from what you described. They are all wearing black clothes."

However, Chen Wenjin was even more confused. "But that Yin-Yang Master didn't seem to use this kind of magic? And with his ability, there's no need to go through so much trouble."

"Mr. Yin and Yang?" Chen Sipi suddenly looked at Chen Wenjin and asked curiously.

Chen Wenjin nodded and explained, "Yes, a very mysterious existence who knows some yin and yang techniques. I don't know anything else."

"I don't know him very well, but we all saw him fishing for the body by the river," she continued.

"A lot of things he said came true later. He even guessed that there was a smuggler on our ship. He's really amazing!" She said with a hint of admiration in her tone.

Chen Sipi was originally somewhat interested, but after hearing the latter part, he couldn't help but shook his head. It was obvious that this Yin-Yang master was a little different from what he had imagined.

Seeing that Zhang Wenshan was not in the mood to continue the discussion, he quietly suggested, "Let's go too. There are still many things waiting for us to deal with at home."

Chen Wenjin nodded, and then took another deep look at the corpse in the sedan and the eight paper figures carrying it. Her eyes were still full of doubts. Who else in the world, besides the Yin-Yang Inn, could have such a great ability to send all these corpses back?
Is what the old man playing chess on the street said true? What did the master behind this matter want to express by suddenly sending back the survivors of their Nine Sects?
At the same time, in the lush mountains of Miaojiang, a team was slowly walking towards a canyon.

Although the mountains here are not as majestic as those in the north, they are still green and ancient, with dark layers of rocks exuding an old and ancient atmosphere. The mist between the mountains makes the already hazy mountains even more charming.

Walking in front of the group was Professor Jin, the leader of the archaeological team. He had no sight of the scenery on either side, only a canyon not far ahead.

"When we reach the canyon in front, we should go down to find the location of Kuiliang's tomb!" he said in a firm tone.

"Yesterday, someone from the technical department found a piece of copper nearby. Judging from the period of the copper rust, it should be from the Ten Kingdoms period. Although the words on the copper rust are not clear, they feel very similar to the words of Kuiliang!" he continued to explain.

"Comrades, work harder, we should be able to find the gate to Kuiliang's tomb today!" he encouraged the team.

At this time, Huo Xiuer followed the team and walked towards the canyon. He looked at the scenery on the roadside, and couldn't help but think of what Hao Xie had reminded him: if he really encountered "that kind of thing", he should hold his breath and not move.

Although he didn't quite believe that there would be such a monster next to the Kuiliang Tomb, he believed that Hao Xie would not lie to him. But Hao Xie himself had never been there, so how could he be so familiar with the Kuiliang Tomb?

Professor Jin glanced at Huo Xiu'er, couldn't help but smile and asked: "Huo Xiu'er, look now, we are about to find Kuiliang's tomb, and the death worm you mentioned has not appeared yet. Now you should know who to trust, right?"

Huo Xiuer curled her lips, shook her head and said, "Wouldn't it be better if he didn't show up?"

Professor Jin smiled disdainfully, glanced at the lush green mountains in front of him, and continued, "Death worms only appear in the Gobi Desert because the soil there is loose, so it is easier for them to move around. But there is obviously no soil suitable for them to survive here, so there is no way death worms will appear."

He paused, then said, "Forget it, let's think of something good. After all, if nothing unexpected happens today, we should be able to find Kuiliang's tomb completely."

After saying that, Professor Jin took the lead and walked to the front of the team.

Half an hour later, the archaeological team successfully reached the edge of the canyon and looked down. At this time, the canyon was full of fog and they could not see what was down there. The canyon was in the shape of a bowl, like a chimney sticking up. But because of the fog, they could not see what was down there.

Professor Jin looked at the surrounding cliffs and the clouds below, and then said, "The Kuiliang Tomb should be right below. Why don't we go down and take a look? By the way, we can find out where the gate of the Kuiliang Tomb is. When our comrades from Kyoto come over, we can go directly to the tomb and take a look!"

As soon as the words were spoken, all the archaeologists showed an unconcealable excitement on their faces.

They all expressed that they had been looking forward to it for a long time and were finally going to find Kuiliang’s tomb.

However, at this moment, there was a hint of displeasure in Huo Xiuer's eyes.

Although she tried hard not to say anything, she was obviously somewhat dissatisfied with Professor Jin's words.

It seems that what happens in the archaeological team will spread throughout the entire team the next day.

"Hey? Did you feel it? It seems to be getting a little hotter here?" an archaeologist suddenly said.

"Really? Hey, this is Miaojiang, isn't it normal to be a little hot?" another person responded.

"But I feel it's hotter here?" the first person confirmed again.

"It seems so. I have the same feeling. What's going on? When we were walking in the mountains just now, the wind was cool, but why has it become hot now?" Another person was also confused.

Several people looked at each other, and then, under the leadership of Professor Jin, they tied a safety rope above the canyon and then tied it around themselves.

Professor Jin couldn't wait to stand on the edge of the canyon, looking at the clouds below, his eyes full of anticipation.

He muttered to himself, "Are we finally going to see Kuiliang's tomb today? This is a major historical discovery!"

He paused, and then continued with emotion: "We found Kuiliang's tomb today. I wonder how many unofficial histories will emerge? I also wonder how much history that we misunderstood will be revealed!"

Professor Jin looked to be in his fifties, but his movements were not at all slow.

He seemed to have become much younger after discovering Kuiliang's tomb.

He looked back at the archaeologists, waved his hand and said loudly to encourage them: "Comrades! History is beckoning us!"

After that, Professor Jin took the lead and climbed down along the rope. The other archaeologists followed the safety rope and climbed down, including Huo Xiuer.

However, the further they went down, the hotter the temperature became.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, the mountain began to shake, and the safety ropes on which several people were hanging also began to shake at this moment.

Everyone screamed and couldn't help but shout loudly.

"Oh my, what happened? Is it an earthquake? Why is it shaking so strongly?"

"This feeling is so strange, it doesn't feel like an earthquake?" "It seems like something is crawling underneath?"

"Professor Jin, is there something hidden underneath?"

Before anyone could finish their words, a deafening roar came from the depths of the canyon.

"Roar!"

At this moment, the clouds in the canyon suddenly dissipated.

The members of the archaeological team were surprised to find that there was a huge crater hidden under the canyon.

The crater has been buried by yellow sand and turned into soft sand.

At this moment, they were witnessing two hill-like protrusions in the sand, constantly moving through the sand.

Judging from the size of the hill, it is at least as big as a truck.

Professor Jin widened his eyes and looked down in disbelief.

"Down here..."

"it turns out……"

"It turns out there really is..."

Before he could finish his words, a huge bloody mouth suddenly jumped out from the sand and headed straight for the archaeologists in the canyon.

"Oh no! That thing is coming!"

In the canyon, all the archaeological team members were hanging on safety ropes. When they saw the huge death worm below, they all turned pale with fright.

They were afraid, but couldn't help staring down.

The death worm was so huge, about ten meters long, and its body was thicker than a millstone.

Looking down from above, it looks like a constantly wriggling red intestine, with countless horns and fangs extending from the thickest end.

At this time, the death worm seemed to sense the presence of the archaeological team members. In the small area of ​​desert below the canyon, more and more sand bags began to bulge upwards.

The archaeologists never thought that one day they would be so afraid of seeing sandbags.

At this time, someone couldn't help but ask: "Professor Jin, didn't you say that there wouldn't be monsters like death worms here?"

"What exactly is going on?"

The other archaeologists also asked in panic.

"Yes, Professor Jin, if this isn't the death worm, then what is it?"

Professor Jin's face was flushed and his eyes were full of fear.

He looked at the death worms wriggling below him, and felt cold all over and his scalp tingling.

When he was on the plane, he heard Huo Xiuer say that there were death worms here, and he was very disdainful, but he secretly checked the information afterwards.

The information says that this insect is five feet long, which should be about 1.5 meters.

So he thought that even if they encountered something like this, they would not be completely powerless to fight back.

But now, seeing such a huge death worm below, Professor Jin couldn't help but curse in his heart.

What the hell is this?

Is this a death worm?

It’s totally different from what is described in the information!

The appearance characteristics are consistent with the information, but the size is nearly seven or eight times different!

Hearing the questions from the archaeologists, Professor Jin couldn't help but shout loudly.

"how could I know?"

"The information says that this thing only appears in deserts and Gobi. Who knew there is a desert here?"

“This is Miao Territory!”

"Have you ever seen sandy land appear in Miao territory?"

"Besides, is this thing really a death worm?"

"The longest death worm recorded in the data is only five feet long!"

"This is almost fifty feet long. Not to mention that I have never seen one before, I don't think anyone in the world has ever seen a death worm this big!"

"If you don't believe me, go check the information!"

Hearing that Professor Jin was still making excuses, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

What they wanted to hear was not Professor Jin's explanation, but to know if he had any way to escape from this danger.

"Why are you still looking up information now? People are about to die!"

"That's right. If I get bit by this thing, my bones will probably be chewed to pieces!"

"We are really finished this time, damn Professor Jin, you screwed us!"

"Okay, stop arguing and think about what to do first."

"What else can we do? Climb up?"

At this moment, Huo Xiu'er was looking at the sand below the canyon with a serious face, her eyes were full of fear and even a hint of regret.

She regretted not listening to Hao Xie's reminder, and also regretted her lack of judgment.

To outsiders, the opinions of Hao Xie and Professor Jin may be more authoritative, after all, he is a professor of archaeology.

But as the only descendant of the Hao family, a family of tomb-robbers among the Nine Gates, Hao Xie knows no less about ancient tombs than Professor Jin.

Moreover, in terms of practical experience, Hao Xie has visited many more ancient tombs than Professor Jin!

One is personal experience, the other is understanding through reading. There is absolutely no way to compare the two. (End of this chapter)