The Trick of Longevity, Paper-cutting Becomes a Spirit

Chapter 100
Congratulations to the ancestral hall.

Few lights were lit in the main hall, and it was a little dim.

Lu Qian picked up his crying baby from the ground, put it in his pocket, and said to Wang Zirong, "Okay, I promise you. I can't promise you anything else, but as long as I'm still alive, I will take you with me."

After Wang Zirong heard this, a gleam of joy finally appeared on her face, as if she felt a sense of relief.

Lu Qian looked at her a little strangely, and said, "You seem very sure that you are going to die soon?"

Wang Zirong said: "Just in case something unexpected happens, can't it?"

Seeing that she didn't want to talk about this topic, Lu Qian didn't bother anymore. He pouted at the corner door beside him and said, "What's in here, have you gone to see it?"

Wang Zirong shook her head and said: "I didn't go down to look, but I know what's inside. There's nothing to see in the place where ghosts are stored. And there are weird people guarding it. If you ask me, don't go inside."

Hearing "Store ghosts", Lu Qian couldn't help but move in his heart, and said, "Go in and have a look."

After all, he commanded the two tigers to take the lead and walked into the door.

Wang Zirong had no choice but to follow behind him.

After entering the door, there is another empty room, which is almost empty except for a few coffins.

In addition to the oil lamps hanging on the pillars in the middle of this room, there are also many torches lit on the walls around the room, which is much brighter.

"What's in this coffin?"

"Just worthless corpses."

As Wang Zirong said, she took a torch from the wall and walked forward.

The two walked across the house, behind a pillar.I saw that the ground was covered with an iron plate several feet long and wide.

There is also an iron ring attached to the iron plate, which looks like a flap.

Next to the iron plate, there were three dead bodies.

These three corpses didn't seem to have any well-known scars on their bodies, but their heads were all shattered. Only one of them barely retained a face.

This face, Lu Qian also recognized, was the peddler who carried the burden and sold goods in the Wangjiaying market, and threw his burden beside him.

On the ground, a lot of blood and white brains were scattered here and there.

It seems that these three people also died of hitting their heads on the ground.

Lu Qian looked up at Wang Zirong and asked, "Your man?"

Wang Zirong nodded, not paying attention to the three corpses, but pointed to the flap, and said, "It's just below. But there are guards inside, so it might not be so easy to get in."

Lu Qian said: "It's not that difficult."

As he spoke, he took two steps back, allowing a tiger to stand in front of him, and then let the other tiger pass by, picked up the iron ring, and pulled it away.

A dark hole appeared on the ground.

In the hole, there is a sloping staircase.

On the stairs, there were seven or eight tentacles that were as thick as thumbs and were snow-white all over.

These tentacles protruded from under the stairs, only a part was exposed, and the rest were hidden in the darkness inside.

Lu Qian squatted down and looked into the hole with his head.

The hole was not big, and Lu Qian could see it at a glance. In the darkness, there was a head lying on its stomach, with its eyes wide open, looking at him.

It was a pair of dead fish-like eyes, both eyes wide open, lying there motionless.

In the darkness, he could vaguely see half of his face, which was full of extreme fear.

It looked like he was about to crawl out of the hole, but unfortunately he died after reaching the hole.

As soon as Lu Qian reached out and grabbed the tentacles at the entrance of the cave, he was about to pull it out.

Wang Zirong hurriedly said: "Be careful, the things inside are very evil."

Lu Qian didn't respond to her, and pulled the tentacles out of the hole.

There was half a person who was pulled out following the tentacles.

It has a head, a body, but no arms or legs.

The positions of the limbs were replaced by dense white tentacles.

Wang Zirong stood aside, frowning.

This strange-looking person is obviously dead, and he was just cried to death by the crying baby.

Lu Qian had already thought of this point.

There is only one door between this room and the outside hall, so the cries of the crying baby can naturally come in.

Therefore, even if there is anything in this hole, nine out of ten have already been cried to death.

Lu Qian took a closer look and found that this corpse was almost exactly the same as the tentacle man described in the "Atlas of Creation".

His arms and legs were sawed off before he was alive, and after some processing, he became what he is today.

Lu Qian took a few glances, then lost interest in him, and threw him aside.

Then, Lu Qian took out a scissors door, unfolded it, and threw it into the hole.

The Shearing Moon Gate rolled down the sloping stairs, emitting a soft light, illuminating the dark cave.

Lu Qian glanced at Wang Zirong and said, "Let's go down and have a look."

Wang Zirong obviously understood now.She has personally experienced the power of the little paper figurine.It's normal for these things in the cave to resist.

As soon as he entered the cave, there was a gust of Yin Qi rushing towards his face.

I don't know if it's a hallucination, but there seems to be the sound of "woo woo" coming from the deep and airtight crypt.

However, the airflow in the crypt did not fluctuate in any way.

This section of stairs is about ten feet long, and after the end, there is a spacious space.

Lu Qian came down the wooden stairs, less than halfway down, and saw at a glance that there were three dead bodies lying on the bottom and sides of the stairs.

The appearance of these three corpses is quite normal, and their limbs are also sound. Judging from their clothes, they should be ordinary people from the Zhu family, who originally guarded this crypt, or did some work in it.

There were no scars on their bodies, but blood flowed from their mouths, noses, and ears. Their faces were covered with scratches, and their faces were so bloody that they couldn't tell their original faces.

One of them took a hammer in his hand and smashed it on his head, denting his head.

He obviously smashed it more than once, and he still kept the posture of hitting his head with a hammer until he died.

Obviously, these three people were also cried to death by the crying baby.

……

After the Moon-Scissor Gate landed, it floated up by itself and hung in mid-air next to the stairs, completely illuminating the entire crypt.

This is a roughly circular space with a large area. The dome is supported by wooden boards and columns, surrounded by artificially excavated loess layers.

This crypt does not seem to have been excavated for a long time, and the workmanship is a bit rough, as if it was built hastily.

The items in the crypt were not neatly stacked, even a little messy.

Directly towards the stairs, seven or eight coffins were randomly thrown by the earthen wall.The lids of some coffins were lifted and thrown aside.

It seems that most of those coffins should be empty.

However, there were three pitch-black coffins among them, not only were they tightly covered, but even the coffins were tied four or five times with iron chains as thick as a baby's arm, so that the hoops were tightly bound.

With such a solemn appearance, one can tell at a glance that the corpse contained inside is not simple.

Wang Zirong pointed at the three coffins, and said to Lu Qian, "There should be corpses inside, and I don't know if they were refined or not."

Lu Qian nodded.

Zhu Shiheng is good at refining corpses, and Lu Qian naturally knows it all too well.

Tonight alone, he killed more than 200 zombies.

Judging from the appearance of the three coffins, they are very complete and there are no traces of damage.

Lu Qian's mental power perception could sense that there were dark objects in the coffin, but he also found no trace of their activities.

Leave it alone for now.

In this underground secret room, Lu Qian glanced at it, and what interested him most was the potted jars placed deep inside and a well in the center of the circular secret room.

(End of this chapter)