dragon hunter

Chapter 399 Flesh and Flesh Mushroom

After spending some time, I managed to pry open a gap in the sealed Dragon Stone.

Fortunately, the hidden door techniques of various tombs are recorded in the Broken Book of Phrases, otherwise it would be really difficult to solve the dragon-breaking stone that weighs a thousand catties.

The gap was so narrow that only one person could pass sideways, and the tomb had been sealed for an unknown amount of time, so people had to wait for some air to circulate before they could enter.

The old Fangtou looked a little excited, carefully leaned out half of his body, poked into the tomb passage, covered his nose, and said: "The musty smell is so strong!"

"It's very obstructive inside. We'll go in after the stale air inside is exhausted." I said from the side.

The old Fangtou may not be able to see it, but I opened my eyes just now, and saw black corpse aura continuously coming out from the crack of the Dragon-Breaking Stone.

I subconsciously glanced at the native who was trapped in the ecstasy formation. Speaking of which, I also saved his life. Otherwise, if he rushed in with such a heavy corpse aura, he would become a dead man even if he didn't die. Useless.

The degree of corpse aura in this tomb was beyond my expectation. In order to prevent accidents, I bit my finger, drew a heart-cleaning spell, and handed it to the old square head.

After about a cigarette, the corpse gas from the gap finally became lighter. I greeted the old Fangtou and walked towards the passage of the tomb.

I didn't feel anything outside, but as soon as I stepped into the tomb, I suddenly felt that the temperature around me suddenly dropped a lot.

The air smelled in the nose was a little moist, with a faint rancid smell.

Such a cold and humid environment can nourish Yin Qi and is very unfriendly to the living, but it is very suitable for the dead to rest in peace.

I took out the Gouyu sword and walked forward cautiously. No one can tell what is inside this kind of tomb that has never been opened for hundreds of years, so it is better to be careful.

Although it is the first time I have entered this tomb, it was made by my ancestors after all. The layout inside is recorded in the Broken Xiangjing, and I can even know in advance some places where organs are set up.

Old Fangtou followed carefully, even though he had been a man for two lifetimes, he seemed very enthusiastic about the treasure hunt in the tomb.

There was a creaking sound from behind, and the dragon-breaking stone, which weighed a thousand catties, closed again after we entered, and the surroundings suddenly became dark.

"It's broken, the stone has been closed again, how can we get out later?" the old square asked anxiously.

"It's okay, every tomb has a mechanism hub room, as long as we can find that dark room, we can reopen the Broken Dragon Stone." I comforted the other party.

Although the clear eye can see things in the dark, but after all, I can't see clearly. I took out my phone and turned on the flashlight function.

The passage of the tomb is very narrow, we walked down the steps step by step.

There was a faint sound of dripping water in front of me, and I felt a little strange. The environment of the tomb should be a little damp, which is the best, but if water seeps, then the situation is not good. After the corpse is soaked in water, it will change.

I secretly raised my vigilance and walked towards the main room of the tomb, when I suddenly kicked something under my feet, making a gurgling sound.

"Oh, there's a bone frame lying on the ground." Old Fangtou exclaimed behind him.

My eyelids twitched, and I looked down. I didn't pay attention just now, and I kicked a pale white skull, and the opponent's body was still lying in a corner beside the wall.

"What's going on, has this tomb been stolen?" I squatted down and looked at the bone on the ground.

The other party's clothes were completely rotted, and it was impossible to tell what age the other party was from the clothing. The skeleton was slightly blackened due to the damp.

"It shouldn't be a tomb robber, otherwise he would carry tools with him." I remembered the Tufuzi who was trapped in the woods outside, with a bag on his back, which was probably a tomb robber tool.

I took photos of the surrounding area with my mobile phone, but found no useful clues, so I could only temporarily put aside the matter of the corpse and move on.

Relying on my understanding of the pattern of the tomb, I originally thought that going down to the tomb would be relatively smooth, but within a few steps, another skeleton appeared in front of me, which made me realize that something was not normal.

"Could it be the family slave who was buried with him?" the old Fangtou asked tentatively.

"Probably not. If it is a domestic slave buried with him, there will be a set of rituals, with particular attention to posture and position." I said what I knew.

This is not the first time for me to go to the tomb, and I have seen the sacrifices accompanied by funerals, and even more cruel live pupae, but no matter whether it is the funeral sacrifices or the evil live pupae, they will not be discarded in the tomb at will.

Because from the perspective of Feng Shui, this tomb passage is the entrance and exit of the entire mausoleum, which is equivalent to the gate of one's own house. It is also a very taboo thing for the dead to block up one's own gate with corpses for no reason.

I frowned and stared at the bones in front of me. Affected by the environment in the tomb, the bones were rotten and moldy.

"I don't feel very good. After we get the painting, we should leave as soon as possible." Old Fangtou said shyly.

"You've already died once, why are you so timid?" I teased the other party.

In fact, I feel a little uneasy in my heart, but no matter in any environment, I must keep myself optimistic, so that I can deal with possible changes.

"Whoever said that if you die once, you won't be afraid of ghosts. I am an ordinary person now, and I also have emotions and desires." The old Fangtou muttered.

"Haven't you already looked down on life and death?" I looked at the other party strangely.

"Maybe it's because I know more about it. I'm not afraid of death without worries, but I know there are some magic tricks that can make life worse than death." The old square man said with some fear.

"It's okay, the sky is falling and there is a tall one standing on it." I comforted the other party and continued to walk forward.

After walking a few steps, I suddenly felt something was wrong, so I turned around and walked towards the corpse.

"What's the matter, what are you doing going back?" the old square asked nervously.

I didn't speak, with a dignified look, I walked over quickly and took a photo of the skull on the ground with my mobile phone.

I touched the skull lightly with my toes, and the miserable white skull turned around, with a pair of empty eye sockets, silently staring at me.

"Hey, it's really strange how mushrooms grow in the eye sockets of this skull." The old square man said fussily.

"Sure enough!" I let out a long breath with a serious expression on my face.

"What's the situation, what did you find?" The old square man leaned over and asked nervously.

"This corpse was placed here on purpose. Someone once entered this tomb." I said with a heavy tone.

"What does that man want to do?" Old Fang's face was tense.

"The mushrooms that grow out of the eye sockets of dead people are said to be called millennium mushrooms. Living people eat them and are highly poisonous, but for some spirit bodies, they are very nourishing." I explained.

"No wonder when I saw that mushroom, I felt an urge to eat it. That's how I feel." The old Fangtou said suddenly.

I glanced at the old square head, he is in a very special state now, neither human nor ghost nor demon.

It was a remnant soul, possessing the body of the paper figurine, but after all these years, his body was no different from that of a human.

But things like the Millennium Mushroom still had a strong allure to his soul.

"Let's go, the breath secreted by the thousand-year-old mushroom has a strong magical effect, don't stay here for too long." I turned and left.

"Who do you think is so wicked, using such evil methods to raise mushrooms?" The old square head followed closely behind.

"I think that must be a person who is very familiar with the painting idiot prince, otherwise he would not know how to enter the tomb." I said my guess.

If he is not familiar with this tomb, the other party will not know that the environment here is very suitable for breeding thousand-year-old mushrooms, let alone know how to open the Dragon Breaking Stone.

"But now the mushroom has grown into shape, why didn't he come to take it away?" the old square asked puzzled.

"Who said he didn't come, maybe he has already come." I said quietly.

The old Fangtou was so frightened that he shivered and shivered. He looked around nervously and said in a trembling voice, "Where is he? Don't scare me."

A chuckle came from behind, the voice was somewhat familiar, the old square head shivered in fright, and dodged to hide behind me.

I turned around, frowned and stared at the empty tomb passage, and said, "Da Dao Ji, since you've come here, there's no need to hide your head and show your tail, right?"

"You really have some skills!" A translucent figure walked out of the void, with the bones of immortality, it was the Dao Festival of Shenglong Temple.

"Should I call you the painting idiot Prince, or should I call you Dao Ji?" I looked serious.

From the moment they met each other, some of the mysteries that had been piled up in their hearts suddenly became clear. Only in this way can many unexplainable coincidences be connected together.

"How did you guess that?" Dao Ji looked at me curiously.

"If I'm not mistaken, you didn't ask that Tu Fuzi to come over to help you pick up the painting at all, and the thousand-year-old mushroom is about to mature, just in time for the blood of living people to complete the last watering. You tricked him into coming here as a sacrifice." Staring at each other, said in a deep voice.

"Oh, you've seen it all, but most smart people will die short." Dao Ji's expression was a bit intriguing.

The old Fangtou behind him suddenly gave a weird cry, turned around and ran away, still yelling, don't eat me, please don't devour me.

I frowned and looked back, and saw that the old Fangtou was a little emotionally broken, thinking about running into the depths of the tomb.

The enemy is in front of me, and I have no time to hold him back, and the other party's mood has collapsed inexplicably, and it is absolutely inseparable from the Dao Festival.

"You can say that you completed your first rebirth with the help of old Fangtou's blood, and just repay your benefactor like this?" I said sarcastically.

In fact, in my heart, I am far from the calmness I showed, but the more this is the case, the more I have to suppress the opponent in terms of momentum.

(End of this chapter)