Tomb Raider's Notes of Qilin City Lord

Chapter 100 Fangs Ancient Corpse
100 Chapter 100 Fang Ancient Corpse
The two of us watched them shine their flashlights around. The space under the main hall was quite large.I couldn't see the end at a glance. The rows of corpses were arranged very densely and orderly, and there were a lot of them. However, it seemed that apart from these corpses, no other suspicious things were found. I asked him softly: "Apart from the picture, it's too It’s scary, it can’t be that simple, is it just corpses sitting there? With so many corpses gathered, there must be some purpose, right?”

The little brother replied: "It's possible... let's see." Suddenly asked: "What do you think there will be?"

I shook my head slightly: "I don't know what it is specifically. I can just guess. Look, they just said that the corpses were frozen like stones, but they "break into pieces when touched." Everything that was stepped on turned into powder. Judging from the strength, if he was hooked by the mummy's hand, with the strength of the fat man, it would be more likely that he could pull the other person's hand off.

They also said that a corpse like that would not transform into a corpse, that is, the corpse would not move on its own, not to mention that it was just a severed hand, and it had no power at all. How could it be possible to drag away such a big fat man? Unreasonable, right?

There is definitely a difference between the feeling of being pulled by a living thing and being hooked by a dead thing. The force area and intensity should also be different, but the feeling may be very subtle. After all, everyone feels different.

Another point is that fat people will not joke with their lives.

There are so many corpses inside. It's not impossible that there is some big monster hiding inside. It's not impossible that we haven't seen it for a while. It's impossible not to set up checkpoints in such a carefully protected place, right brother. "

Pan Zi asked Monk Hua: "Never heard of so many dead people here?"

Monk Hua said to himself: "Looking at the situation, this should be a compartment for burials, but this is too strange. No imperial tomb in any dynasty looks like this... Who are these dead people?"

At this moment, Brother Wu Xie suppressed his fear and shared with us a picture that was even scarier than watching the panoramic view. He used a flashlight to shine on one of the corpses to observe him. The corpse was covered all over. Covered with a thin layer of ice, his facial features are well preserved. His eyes are closed, his face is wrinkled, his skin is purple, his mouth is open wide, and his fangs are exposed in his mouth... "Brother, why are his teeth Is that so?”

The little brother looked down at me and said calmly: "What are the main ethnic groups in Dongxia Kingdom?"

When asked like this, I said "Huh?", by the way, I forgot, my brother also likes to take my test, I just learned it before coming here... I still take the test in a place like this... I thought for a while and said: "The Khitan people and Jurchen tribe.”

The little brother added: "Do you remember what religion they first believed in?"

I looked up at him and said, "At first, the Khitan people believed in witchcraft. The Jurchen people believed in shamanism."

Then the little brother looked at me with an expression like "You can reason it out yourself." I asked softly, "Are you letting me think about it myself?" He didn't say anything, blinked, and then kept touching me like that. The head and eyes looked at me softly.

I thought for a while and then slowly said: "Khitan shamanism is a sacrificial culture that started in ancient times. I remember it is earlier than shamanism. It is a traditional Chinese culture besides Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. It is one of the hundred schools of thought in the Spring and Autumn Period. The Wu family is not recorded in official history. Later it merged with the Zhengyi family of Zhang Ling, the founder of Taoism. It has almost none of the elements we have seen, so it should have nothing to do with this ancient religion.

Looking at the Immortal Sky and the Fangs alone, the ones I can think of that are related to our clues should be Manchu Shamanism and Mongolian Shamanism.

Shamanism is the treasure house of ancient Mongolian thinking. "Eternal Life" is the highest god of the Mongolian nation.It’s not surprising that there is Changshengtian here.

The ancestors of the Manchus are the Jurchens, and their earliest religious belief is shamanism.I heard that Manchu shamanism believes in the wild boar god, who is revered as the patron saint of the tribe.The shaman oracle calls him the king of the South Mountain and the North Mountain, and he is the great god who has lived on the top of the mountain for a long time.It is said that it uses its tusks to carve out valleys and ravines.Its divine power protects peace in all directions.Therefore, when performing sacrifices, the shaman must reproduce the wild boar's attitude of rushing towards food.So fangs should have something to do with this.

It should be certain that both the Immortal Sky and the Fang Ancient Corpse are related to shamanism.

But brother, the things you are looking for are all from the Bronze Age, so the things inside should be from thousands of years ago.This shamanic tradition began in prehistoric times and has spread throughout the world.These should be things from ancient shamanism, so they look a little different from today's ones.In other words, Wannu King and Wang Zanghai are things that will happen later.Just like the places I visited before, they were apparently built by King Lu Shang and Wang Zanghai, but in fact those places have a longer history.

You already know that this is the way to the place you are looking for, right? "He looked at me, his eyes still so soft, but he sighed softly, touched my little face, hugged me into his arms, and continued to pat me.

At this time, the fat man looked at the tusked ancient corpse and said with some confusion: "These may not be human beings. Look at these teeth. If you slap them, you can shave off someone's face."

Ye Cheng turned pale with fear and asked, "It's not a human being? What is that? A monster?"

The fat man said casually, "Maybe they are the legendary snowmen, but these are hairless."

Monk Hua shouted: "Fart! What a monster snowman. The teeth of these corpses were sharpened by themselves. This is a custom of ancient shamanism. But later because it was too troublesome, masks were used instead. These are definitely not women of the Ming Dynasty. Real person, look at the clothes of these corpses, they are all very primitive, not Jurchen or Mongolian style, and you see, some of the corpses are still wrapped in linen. These are mummies formed by ice burials."

Wu Xie recalled the ice burial pits he had seen in the Xiaosheng Mountain Valley before and asked, "Are these corpses the remains of ancestors buried in ice dug out when Wang Zanghai was digging mountains to build tombs?"

Monk Hua nodded: "It's definitely true. This fetal-shaped cave may have been a cemetery in the past. The local ancient ancestors carried out ice burials here, but the land was planned for Wang Zanghai as a fake burial tomb. These corpses must have been dug in the cave. It was dug out."

The fat man asked: "If it's like what you said, why don't you burn them directly? What are these corpses used for?"

Monk Hua shook his head and said: "Who knows, you see these mummies are all so terrifying. Shamanism has many primitive and weird witchcraft rituals and curses, which are said to require the help of corpses. The layout here may be related to shamanic witchcraft. Related, maybe we won’t be able to get out no matter how we walk up there, just because of these corpses, we have to be careful.”

When he said this, Wu Xie thought of the corpse array he encountered in Qinling.He knew that shamanism was not a complete religion. It was actually a kind of primitive witchcraft. However, his understanding of shamanism was limited to the dancing shamans in Qing palace dramas.It is said that shamanic witchcraft, like Qimen Dunjia in China, was lost in stages in history. Some good things were introduced into Tibetan Buddhism, and some evil things suddenly disappeared.It can be seen from ancient books that many shamanic witchcraft rituals in ancient times were extremely sinister and perverse. They contained a lot of content about curses and corpses, and were inextricably linked to voodoo. The She people believed in voodoo. There may be something in common between the two, but of course this is just my guess.

After listening to Monk Hua's words, the fat man suddenly realized and felt that there was some truth in it: "No wonder, when entering this spiritual palace, I always feel that my feet are burning and I feel uncomfortable all over. It turns out that there are so many rice dumplings buried under it. Wan Nu's conscience is really big." It’s broken.”

Monk Hua said: "I also speculate that the most important thing now is how to get out. Let's search separately. Are there any exits around? Yes, but be careful. It looks a bit evil here, and there will always be safety risks. And The cliffs here are too steep. If something happens, you won't be able to run away." Everyone thought it made sense, and after speaking, they untied the carabiners, picked up flashlights, and dispersed to look for clues.

They were marching among so many corpses. The corpses were arranged extremely densely. There was no space for people to walk in the middle of each row. They almost squeezed through the gaps between corpses.

The corpses were of both men and women, old and young, and they were all frozen like purple rocks. The lower bodies of almost all the corpses were fused with the rocks below. If you want to move them, you have to break them into pieces.Some people also carry bronze instruments that are completely rusty green.

They searched for a long time, but Wu Xie found nothing in this direction. The others were getting further and further away from them, and they began to feel uneasy. Just as they were about to pretend that they had finished searching and went back to the hole to ask others about the results, they heard Pan Zi shouting. A voice: "Damn fat man, what are you doing?"

Following Pan Zi's voice, I looked in the direction where the fat man was searching just now. I saw that the fat man had stopped searching at some point. Instead, he was squatting grimly facing them in the pile of corpses below, with an expressionless expression on his face. His mouth was open, and at first glance, his face turned purple, just like the corpse next to him. He didn't know what he was doing.

Looking at the fat man's appearance, I always felt that something had happened: "Brother, fat man, isn't he being tricked?"

I can see that the little brother is thinking about something anxiously, but it seems that he hasn't fully thought of it yet. He has to wait patiently. There are so many people below, and they will definitely help him.

The whole charnel house was dark. The corner where the fat man was was far away from them. When the flashlight shone there, the corpses around him were blocked, and the shadows were layered one on top of another. They couldn't see clearly what was going on, but the fat man's face The purple color on the body and the weird, dull to gloomy expression were so similar to the corpse next to it.

Pan Zi originally thought that the fat man was fooling around again and screamed again, but the fat man still had no reaction and was as motionless as a sculpture. Pan Zi also saw something was wrong and hurriedly said to them: "It seems something happened! "

Wu Xie frowned, wondering what the trick was. They slid down the steep slope and approached the place where the fat man was squatting. They couldn't see anything around him that was different from other places. They could only see everything around him. It's the corpse of a purple fang.

When we were about four or five meters away from him, Pan Zi waved his hand, telling us not to move, and signaled to Monk Hua.

Monk Hua saw Pan Zi's gesture and nodded.The two of them each took out their hunting knives, held them in their backhands, and reached for the fat man.

The two people quickly reached the fat man, but the fat man remained motionless like a statue disguised as a street performer.

Wu Xie's palms were already sweaty, and he always felt like something was wrong.At this time, Pan Zi could have almost raised his hand to touch him.But these two people suddenly waved their hands behind them to tell them to stay away, and they began to retreat.

Pan Zi retreated to Wu Xie, turned to them and said, "Trouble, there is something wrong with the body behind him."

Wu Xie's heart nearly jumped out of his chest and he asked, "What's the trouble? Is it a big rice dumpling?"

Pan Zi said quickly: "Don't ask." He gestured for them to follow him.

They followed Pan Zi through several corpses, down several terraces, and came to the side of the fat man.Pan Zi pointed, Wu Xie looked in his direction and saw several blue-black corpses sitting cross-legged behind the fat man, but one of them was different from the others!

The little brother suddenly said: "It's a corpse fetus!"

I whispered: "Corpse fetus?" I saw that the head of this corpse was almost three times the size of an ordinary person, and the facial features could not be seen clearly. A strange tongue stretched out from the mouth of the corpse, coiling around it. On the fat man's neck.I had just calmed down a bit, but I was so frightened that I gasped again...

Wu Xie's scalp suddenly became numb, his heart was beating wildly, and his neck was stiff. He quickly covered his mouth to prevent himself from screaming, and whispered: "What is that?"

Chen Pi'asi, who had been silent at this time, said: "This may be a corpse fetus. The location of the corpse must be the corpse raising cave of the entire spiritual palace. This corpse is exactly at this point. As time goes by, It has changed, and it has become like this. In a few hundred years, I am afraid that I will become a spirit." After he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed very strangely, and he suddenly said: "No! But this dragon vein is not fake. Really? How come there is a corpse cave? This..."

Monk Hua saw the strange expression on Chen Pi's Si's face. His expression changed and he asked: "Old man, is this a "serial button"?"

I said, "They discovered Wang Zanghai's trick, what should they do?"

Brother: "Now we can only wait."

"Actually, I think the man named Monk Hua has probably guessed it a long time ago. From the moment he entered the Ling Palace, I felt that what he said has always been half-spoken and half-hidden. This kind of making real things fake first, leaving behind The next flaw is obvious. When you think this thing is fake, it is actually real. Those who don’t understand me have already seen it. They are all experts and shouldn’t see it now. Why? ?”

The little brother said calmly: "He just wants to save some face for Chen Pi."

"Oh, you mean he was flattering quietly." The little brother seemed to find my words funny, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly for a moment, and then I suddenly realized, no, I seemed to have said it wrong, this flattery was It seems that this kind of thing was not filmed quietly...

He followed him and said calmly: "We have to wait a little longer, but we must find that place before them."

(End of this chapter)