Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Chapter 82: The Art of Witches and Ghosts: The Paper Puppet Comes to Life

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I don’t know how long it will take.

Chen Yulou just put down his pen and ink and took a long breath.

On the originally empty desk, there were several pages of paper spread out.

At a glance, he saw the topography of Zhelong Mountain, the structures, mechanisms and dangers in King Xian's tomb.

Especially the middle piece of paper.

It was clearly a simple tomb diagram.

If there were any outsiders here, they would probably be shocked beyond measure.

After all, a thousand-year-old treasure that only existed in legends appeared in the writing without reservation.

To know.

Although it is the tomb of a prince in a small wild country more than 2,000 years ago.

But King Xian's tomb has a great reputation in the world of fighting.

Countless people have thought about stealing.

But without exception, all of them lost their troops and generals and returned helplessly.

just.

Even after working for so long.

A thorough analysis of the inside and outside of King Xian's tomb.

But Chen Yulou didn't see much joy on his face.

Instead, his brows were furrowed, and there was a hint of sadness in his expression.

Why?

Because it is too difficult to steal the king's tomb.

It was so difficult that even as a time traveler, he felt helpless and almost powerless.

At any rate, Pingshan could still use the advantage of foresight to plan the road from the crack on the top of the bottle in advance to avoid the dangers along the way and steal easily.

First of all, not to mention fighting, just reaching the Worm Valley is a problem.

Since ancient times, there has been a road in Huashan.

Tomb of King Xian is slightly better, there are two roads.

Or across the vast virgin mountain forest.

Or go through Zhelong Snow Mountain.

These two paths seem simple.

But also scoring situations.

If we put it in the technological era more than a hundred years later, it would naturally be nothing.

But when is it now?

The early years of the Republic of China.

To put it bluntly, it had only been a few years since the Qing Dynasty was overthrown, and the old and the young were still dreaming of restoring the imperial system and welcoming the emperor back to Beijing.

As for the land border in southern Yunnan.

It's even more confusing.

Warlords separatist rule, chieftains are hereditary, bandits are rampant, and various minority tribes are constantly fighting and fighting.

It can be said that except for the provincial capital and several prefectures under its jurisdiction, the situation is slightly better.

Many places in western and northern Yunnan are still in the barbaric era of slash-and-burn farming and bloody sacrifices.

The golden signboard of Changsheng Mountain is easy to use in the Xiangshui area.

Arrived in southern Yunnan.

Who cares whether your surname is Chen or Zhang?

Under such circumstances, it would be extremely difficult to cross the entire Yunnan Province and enter Zhelong Mountain.

Even if it is done.

The second problem appeared in front of me in an instant.

The endless mountain forest that stretches for hundreds of miles outside King Xian's tomb has been shrouded in poisonous miasma all year round. Even the Yi and Bai people who have lived there for generations dare not enter rashly.

As for crossing Zhelong Mountain.

Not to mention that it is difficult to tell the direction in the vast snowfield.

Loss of temperature, high temperature, and supply are all fatal problems.

Even a few decades later, Hu Bayi and the other two people directly chose to give up.

Besides.

There is another biggest problem.

How to break the feng shui of King Xian’s Tomb?

When he was reading a novel, he pondered a question over and over again.

That is, if Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle did not break their oaths in the original work, and there were no differences between them, they chose to steal the king's coffin together.

Can it be done?

The final conclusion is that there is a chance, but not even one in ten.

And it only exists in theory.

You must know that the tomb of King Xian cannot be broken unless the sky collapses.

This sentence is not just a rumor, but a real existence.

King Xian relied on the unique Feng Shui topography of Zhelong Mountain, coupled with the underground magnetic field and the witchcraft of evil insects.

The secret technique of Feng Shui of Mojin Sect, the restraint of life in Moving Mountain Gate, and the strength of people in Xiling.

It's like it's all useless.

The advantages of the four factions were cut off.

Why go down to the grave and fight upside down?

The remaining ten percent.

What he imagined was that since it was impossible to break through a collapse of the sky, then there would be a collapse of the sky caused by a meteorite falling.

Unfortunately, this possibility only exists in fantasy.

As for following the path of Hu Bayi and the others again.

These days, a plane will not fall from the sky and smash the big banyan tree, revealing the crimson blood coffin and disrupting the feng shui balance in the Worm Valley.

Therefore, this 10% possibility is actually basically the same as 0%.

"The sky is falling."

"Where can I find a perfectly timed collapse?"

Rubbing the center of his eyebrows vigorously, Chen Yulou felt a headache.

At this moment, what was before him seemed like an unsolvable problem.

But even so, there was no intention of giving up in his eyes.

Still determined as iron.

From the moment I agreed to the Partridge Whistle that day.

Zhelong Mountain cannot be avoided.

Moreover, he really didn't want to make the same mistakes again and become an old blind man who relied on fortune telling for a living.

But he didn't want to let this become an inner demon.

Cultivation leads to immortality and immortality.

In fact, it is a way to break the demonic barriers and break the shackles.

If you don't even dare to go to the tomb of King Xian in Zhelong Mountain.

How can we cut off the shackles, break the inner demons, overcome the three disasters, and survive the five tribulations?

"No, meteorites cannot be controlled, but artillery can."

While he was thinking about it, Chen Yulou's heart suddenly moved.

The movement of rubbing the center of his eyebrows stopped.

Yes.

Although it is not convenient to do anything these days.

But the only thing is that gunpowder and artillery are much simpler to make than later generations.

Of course, the mountain-suppressing cannon will definitely not work.

There are several gates on Changsheng Mountain.

In my memory, during the chaos in Xiangyin City a few years ago, the garrisoned city troops scattered and fled with their military supplies, and the city gate cannons were also dragged away and sold.

He had someone get it back from the black market at a huge price.

It has been hidden at the mountain gate of Xiantan Ridge.

I just thought that if a warlord with no eyesight came to the battle one day, it would be a deterrent.

But the city gate cannon was very powerful and too heavy.

It took two horses to pull it.

It has barely moved since going up the mountain.

On this trip to Xiangyin, I went to Zhelong Mountain, a journey of more than 2,000 miles. I carried a cannon with me, fearing that I would be targeted as soon as I left Xiangyin City.

As for reaching the border of southern Yunnan.

It seems possible to find a local warlord or buy it on the black market.

Isn't it indestructible?

When the time comes, hundreds of artillery fire will directly knock down the mountains and level them. No matter how feng shui the terrain is, it is impossible to maintain the same for two thousand years.

only……

Of course Chen Yulou knew that if he did this, he would definitely alarm the local warlord chieftain.

Fishing out of bounds has been a taboo in the world since ancient times.

In addition, on one side of the Worm Valley is the Zhelong Snow Mountain. If there is too much movement, an avalanche will occur, and then there will be no return.

Not until desperate.

This can only be regarded as an alternative.

"What if we use gunpowder?"

Just after this thought came to an end, another thought came to his mind.

He once saw someone digging into the mountains to mine.

Just dig a few holes in the cliff, calculate the weight, fill in gunpowder, and break through the rocks at the minimum cost.

If you follow this idea.

How about sending gunpowder into the mountain, blowing up the big banyan tree, and breaking the feng shui of King Xian's tomb?

Think about it this way.

Chen Yulou increasingly felt that it was feasible.

It doesn't cost much and doesn't require the use of artillery.

"So, now there's just one question left."

"How should I send it?"

Chen Yulou stood up and walked aside, picked up a bottle of bamboo leaf wine from the shelf, poured half a glass of it, and drank it while thinking about it secretly.

It would be great if there were drones.

Just when the thought came up, even he couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

It's almost midnight, so it's best not to daydream.

"By the way, I wonder if there are hot air balloons these days..."

If I remember correctly. That thing appeared abroad very early.

But he really hasn't paid attention to what is going on in the country now. He can write a letter to Huamaguai in the next two days.

Others are in the provincial capital.

The people I came into contact with were collectors from all over the world, wealthy businessmen and celebrities.

Ask around.

Maybe we can get some clues.

Thinking of this, Chen Yulou raised his eyebrows.

Putting down the wine glass, he quickly returned to the desk, picked up the ink-stained pen, and wrote down a few things that just came to his mind.

After finishing writing, the sadness on his face immediately dissipated a lot.

Whether it can be done or not.

At least, in this era, the few means that can break open King Xian's tomb are almost all at hand.

As for the thoughts I had when I saw the two-headed armored beast, one big and one small, at Bianshanmen in Pingshan, now it seems that there is a high probability that it will not have any effect.

It's fine for going through caves and mausoleums.

Just by digging a few holes under the mountain, trying to enter King Xian's tomb is almost like a dream.

When the ink dried, Chen Yulou stopped thinking about it, put away the messy papers on the table, and locked them in the drawer.

It’s not that I feel like I’m foolproof.

It's just that he knows that this kind of thing can't be rushed.

The more anxious you are, the more you will fall into a dead end.

Instead of thinking hard here.

It's better to change your mind and do other things.

For example, mausoleum genealogy and paper armor technique.

As the most powerful family among the four major families.

Guanshan Taibao is indeed worthy of the word mysterious.

Especially the two strange arts he acquired are no worse than the Bishanmen inheritance.

Make up your mind.

Chen Yulou stopped worrying and took a wooden box from the bookshelf.

After opening it, there were two more old parchments and scattered paper puppets on the desk.

As for the gold medal for mountain viewing, it continued to lie quietly in the box without being taken out by him.

His eyes swept over.

Chen Yulou was originally restless.

It will be peaceful again.

Opening the parchment, with the bright lights all around, I fell into concentration and began to meditate.

You don’t know how old you are when you practice.

The same goes for him.

What's more, the strange skills the Feng family took from the hanging coffins in Wuxia Gorge are indeed obscure and difficult to understand.

The mausoleum is fine.

After all, I also learned how to regulate the situation.

Learn by analogy and integrate everything. The speed of learning is not fast, but it is definitely not slow either.

However, the art of paper armor is extremely strange, and it is almost impossible to practice it.

At first, he thought it was similar to the Taoist practice of scattering beans and forming an army.

But after some serious research, Chen Yulou realized that the magical weapon in the heavenly book was clearly the art of witches and ghosts.

It is a method that is completely different from Taoism and alchemy.

The Gu art that is still popular in Miao territory today should be in the same vein as it.

In the blink of an eye.

Several days passed.

During this period, Chen Yulou almost never left.

All the mind is immersed in the practice of paper armor.

"Those who wish to wish can use incantations to appeal to the gods, and paper cuttings can drive away people and bring disaster..."

In the underground palace with flickering lights.

Chen Yulou sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes slowly retracted from the paper in the book, and he murmured in a low voice, as if talking to himself.

I don’t know how many days I haven’t slept.

His eyes were bloodshot.

But as these words came out of his mouth, his eyes became more transparent, as if two rays of fire were ignited.

"So that's what happened."

Chen Yulou's mind moved and he pointed at the paper puppet on the ground.

next moment.

An astonishing scene appeared.

The paper figure lying flat on the ground slowly stood up from the ground as if it suddenly came to life.

Simultaneously.

Somehow, there seemed to be a pull between him and the paper man.

"go with!"

Feel that strange feeling.

Chen Yulou seemed to have an illusion, as if he was not facing a paper puppet, but an angry chicken that was connected to his mind.

My mind dropped.

The paper man immediately walked in the direction he pointed.

Although there is wind flowing in the underground palace, which makes it shaky and seems to break and fall at any time, the magic is that the paper man maintains a delicate balance.

"rise!"

Chen Yulou crossed his fingers and suddenly drew an arc in front of him.

The paper puppet instantly felt something.

There seemed to be wind beneath him, and then he took advantage of the force of the wind to rise up.

"This……"

See this scene.

Even he couldn't help but feel shaken for a while.

You must know that to drive the Angry Chicken that day, you still need to rely on the Qingmu spiritual energy to establish a spiritual contract with it, so that you can control it like an arm.

Now, there is not much magic about that paper armor.

It was even carried by the mountain-watching Taibao back then and kept in the tunnel under Pingshan Mountain for hundreds of years. It was exposed to wind and water, but it is still so flexible in Jing'an today.

It can only be said that there is indeed some skill in paper armor.

"return."

The more Chen Yulou looked at it, the more surprised he became.

He simply waved his hand and called it back from mid-air.

The paper man flew unsteadily.

It soon fell into his outstretched palm.

Taking advantage of the surrounding light, Chen Yulou lowered his head and looked carefully.

It's just ordinary yellow paper.

However, when he took the paper puppet apart, he discovered that a strange rune was traced with red cinnabar on its heart.

It is different from the Taoist Talisman.

Just looking at the rune in front of me gave me an unexplained and unexplained evil aura.

"The paper cuttings are used as puppets and armors, and they are described with witchcraft symbols."

"What if I add some eye candy to it?"

As he watched, a bold idea suddenly came to Chen Yulou's mind.

If I remember correctly.

The paper puppet in Pingshan Lu Pavilion has two eyes and five orifices, and looks like a living person.

Even though it was a partridge whistle, I was shocked when I first saw it. I almost took out a twenty-ring mirror box and fired.

But now the paper armor in my hand is nothing more than a slap in the face, and my face is blank.

This thought together.

Just like a prairie fire, it cannot be suppressed at all.

He hesitated a little.

Chen Yulou gritted his teeth, stood up and dug out a box of cinnabar from the bookshelf.

Xiangyin is not far from Chenzhou.

As the most famous thing in Chenzhou, cinnabar is also called cinnabar, red pill and ghost cinnabar. It is said that this thing can communicate with ghosts and gods.

It can be used to draw talismans, suppress ghosts, and exorcise evil spirits.

The Chen family came from a treacherous background, so how could they not have this thing?

After the Xiling sect's corpse-wrapping nets are made, they are sunk into the cinnabar pool and soaked for half a month before they can be used.

Only in this way can rigor mortis be suppressed.

Dig out a piece of cinnabar from the box.

After polishing it, Chen Yulou took out a brand new brush and soaked it in red sand liquid.

Then he traced the blank face of the paper puppet.

Draw the mouth and nose first, and finally the eyes.

"Om-"

Almost the moment the eyes appeared.

The paper armor was lying in the palm of my hand like a dead thing a moment ago.

It actually jumped up from the hand.

When it falls to the ground, it takes root and rises without any wind.

In the blink of an eye, he has grown to the size of an ordinary person.

Seeing this strange change, Chen Yulou's heart sank. It wasn't until he saw it standing quietly, motionless, that he felt a little relieved.

Look intently by the light.

Although the paper man has all the facial features and is lifelike, his body is lifeless.

His eyes were empty and lifeless, looking indescribably weird.

"I heard that Zhang Sengyao, a great painter in the Southern Dynasties, was the best at painting dragons, but he never dotted the dragon's eyes. He only answered questions. After dotting his eyes, he broke through the fog and flew on the wind."

"I didn't expect that paper puppets with eyes... can actually live?!"

　I went out during the day. Sorry, the update is a little late.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)