The strongest heavenly master

Chapter 113 Human figurines made of living people (fourth more)

"Fatty, if you think mountain climbing is more reliable, then you can go alone and walk slowly!"

Hu Bayi stood on the bamboo raft packing his bags, while running on the fat man.

"Hey, I said Laohu, what do you mean? Do you think the fat man dare not?"

"Okay, don't grind your mouth here, check the bamboo raft quickly, don't fall apart halfway, that would be ridiculous."

Shirley Yang glared at Hu Bayi and Fatty angrily.

"Yes, I listened to Miss Yang..."

The fat man found an excuse, jumped on the bamboo raft and started checking the ropes.

After confirming the safety of the bamboo raft, Hu Bayi untied the rope, supported the bamboo raft and slid into the dark tunnel.

As soon as you enter the tunnel, you can't see your fingers.

At the same time, because there is no sunshine all year round, a bone-chilling chill hits the face, which makes people subconsciously wrap their clothes tightly.

The cave was filled with the sound of gurgling water, but nothing else could be heard.

At this time, Hu Bayi began to observe the environment in the cave with a flashlight.

From the looks of it, this should be a naturally formed cave. The walls around the cave are fairly flat, but the top is full of strange shapes and shapes.

It's like entering a huge cave.

After walking for a while, Shirley Yang took out a strong searchlight and placed it on the front of the bamboo raft to observe the situation at any time.

Gao Xing and Fatty each hold a long bamboo pole to facilitate the manipulation of the bamboo raft.

Such as steering, balance and so on.

I don't know how far I have gone.

Suddenly, the fat man stammered and shouted: "There seems to be someone in front..."

While speaking, the bamboo raft traveled another distance.

Under the reflection of the light, there were indeed some figures hanging on both sides of the cave, about a hundred of them.

Hu Bayi looked at it carefully, and couldn't help whispering: "It's not a human...it's a figurine."

These figurines, without exception, all have their hands behind their backs, showing a posture of being bound.

The body looks gray-brown, and the facial features are indistinct, as if covered with a layer of mud.

If you take a closer look, apart from the blurring of the facial features, these figurines are really lifelike, with tall, short, fat and thin, men, women, young and old.

At this time, the water flow was relatively slow, Xue Liyang was curious for a while, and said: "From the perspective of style, these figurines should be from the Han Dynasty. Let me take a closer look..."

"Ok!"

Hu Bayi responded and propped the bamboo raft to the edge to stop.

Shirley Yang took out a pair of gloves and put them on, and gently scraped the figurines with a knife a few times, trying to see what material the figurines were made of.

"Huh? It's so soft, it doesn't seem like a stone?"

Hu Bayi frowned and said: "It's not a stone? But it can't be made of mud, right? It's impossible to keep it until now."

"It's not that simple? We're not that old antique like Professor Chen, so we can just break open one and have a look?"

The fat man said carelessly.

Indeed, if Professor Chen was here, let alone smashing it, even scratching it with a knife would be heartbreaking.

"Okay, try it!"

This time, Shirley Yang didn't veto Fatty's suggestion, she kicked it with her foot, and it felt like it was hollow inside, and with a little more force, it actually broke the figurine.

After the kick broke, he took a photo with a flashlight... his face couldn't help but change.

It turned out that the figurines were really hollow, just a thin shell.

That's fine, but the point is, it's full of rotten dead maggots and insect eggs, which is quite disgusting.

"How could this be?"

The fat man was dumbfounded.

Shirley Yang frowned, as if thinking of something, and kicked away several figurines in succession, the result was all like this.

"I understand...these figurines are all made of living people..."

"What? Live...living person?" Fatty exclaimed in surprise.

"That's right, I have studied King Xian before. This man is extremely evil, and he is a skilled wizard. If it's not bad, these figurines are the most evil and notorious killing technique in ancient southern Yunnan."

The fat man blinked in confusion, apparently still not understanding.

And Gao Xing frowned... To be honest, he knew little about the thinning technique.

After all, what he has learned is traditional and authentic Taoism, various schools in the world, and he only has a little understanding of it.

Gu art is slightly better, it cannot be called evil art completely, it can be regarded as both good and evil.

But the qi technique is different, it is an extremely evil technique.

"For this trip to Insect Valley, I read a lot of ancient books, hoping to increase my confidence..."

Shirley Yang continued to explain.

"A scholar once said that under every tombstone is a novel. Especially the tombs of some important historical figures contain a lot of social, economic, cultural, religious...etc. comprehensive information.

The more we know about these materials, the more handy we will be.

At least, we can know what kind of artifacts are probably in the ancient tomb, what is its value, and what kind of mechanisms may appear..."

Hearing this, the fat man couldn't help exclaiming: "I said, Miss Yang, although you are just talking on paper, you still feel very powerful."

Hu Bayi shouted dissatisfied: "Fatty, your uncle, don't interrupt, Miss Yang, just keep talking."

"Focus on color and friends!"

The fat man couldn't help grunting.

Shirley Yang ignored Fatty's complaints, and continued to talk: "According to historical records, there are many Xian Wangs in history, but they are not in the same era. And the Xian Wang we are about to fall now has an identity that is not simple at all.

His other identity is that of a generation of witch kings in the ancient Dian Kingdom, who was good at all kinds of witchcraft.

Wushu is the most evil kind of witchcraft in the ancient Dian Kingdom.

In fact, it is somewhat similar to Gu art, but it is more mysterious and evil than Gu art.The first is to let a living person take the scorpion, and the scorpion will parasitize the human body and lay eggs...

As more and more eggs are produced, the blood and internal organs of the human body become the nutrients for these eggs.

When the flesh and blood are devoured, the human body will naturally dry up slowly, and finally form the appearance we see now.

As for why their facial features are unclear...it's because their seven orifices are all sealed with mud to prevent the eggs inside from crawling out..."

"Stop! Vomit..."

Maybe Shirley Yang's description was too detailed, coupled with the fact that there were these figurines nearby, the fat man was immersed in the scene, roared anxiously, then stuck his head into the water and began to vomit.

Seeing this, Hu Bayi was quite helpless.

"I said Fatty, you are determined to become an excellent Captain Mojin, and your performance... is really contemptible."

"Old Hu, you bastard fat man... vomit..."

Gao Xing said humorously: "It's okay, let him vomit slowly, he will get used to it."

"puff!"

Shirley Yang couldn't help laughing out loud.

With this uproar, the tense atmosphere suddenly eased a lot...

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