Dark Matter Museum

The boss of the ship was extremely shocked, this Master Wu's method was really powerful.I don't know what blinding technique was used in front of this cave. Even if ordinary people strayed into this cave, they would not find a way.The ancestors once said that Wushan is not Wushan now, but the real Wushan is still hidden in the deep mountains of Bashu. The sound of ape can't be heard, and there is a ghost in the winding path.

The words of the ancestors are always true.

The old fisherman drove the boat and drove into the cave.Not long after sailing in this high cave, it turned around again, drilled out of the mountain, and came to another deep pool.

In the center of the pool is a huge statue.The statue is a huge giant, more than one hundred meters high, with thirteen thick bronze chains on the back of the giant, a black dragon in his right hand, and a huge sword in his left.In front of it, a huge waterfall is carved with stone.

Countless snake spirits and fish monsters in front of the waterfall swept the huge waves and pressed down towards the giant.

Seeing this statue, the old fisherman who was still sailing knelt to the ground with a thud, and prayed respectfully.This statue turned out to be a common belief in the waters of tens of thousands of miles on both sides of the Yangtze River, the King of Sands.

Regardless of whether the South Witch or the North Witch where Liu Shisan was located, their witchcraft foundation also originated from this god-like existence.

The statue of King Sands is majestic and eye-catching, and seems to be omnipotent.

Liu Shisan looked at the statue and bowed, suddenly, he shouted: "No!"

Things are not quite right. Obviously, there have always been shamans standing guard beside the statue in the center of this pool.But today, there is no one.

"Hurry up and drive forward." An ominous premonition flooded Liu Shisan's heart.

The old fisherman drove the boat, speeding up and moving forward.After driving for more than twenty minutes, Liu Shisan's ominous premonition grew stronger.

There is nothing right in Wushan today.There are not many people living in Wushan, but there are also thousands of people. Those are the Wu people and their families.Usually this deep pool is coming and going by boats, so it's not lively.

But now, apart from my own ship, no other ships have been seen.And there are no little witches to interrogate this strange fishing boat.

Is it possible that a major change occurred in Wushan?

There is a bluestone piled dock at the end of the pool, which is antique and has existed for thousands of years.The boats on the wharf are everywhere signs of being burnt. Many boats have sunk halfway into the water, and the boats that have been smashed are countless.

"Oops, Wushan was attacked." Liu Shisan finally understood: "Where is my master, how about the great witches? Will they still be in Wushan? Have they repelled the attacker?"

Before the ship was stable, Liu Shisan flew away, jumped up and landed on the dock.He ran up the mountain road like crazy.

Ye Nuo and Mu Wan looked at each other and said, "Come with them and see what happened."

Mu Wan followed him while Bai Hui stayed on the boat in a daze.Both of her babies were killed, and now there is no attack method.The old fishermen stayed in the cab and smoked dry cigarettes, and there was a ring of smoke.

Ye Nuo did not slow down at all, and followed Liu Shisan closely.

There is only one road in Wushan, and the road is very steep, and the steps paved with bluestone slabs extend all the way to the top of the mountain within sight.Halfway up the mountain and near the top of the mountain, one can see one after another old buildings.

Those buildings are some years old, pavilions, pavilions, pools and pavilions are reflected in the vigorous and tall green pines and cypresses.There are many celebrity stickers on both sides of the rock wall.Upon closer inspection, Ye Nuo was surprised to find that there were still a large number of Tang and Song poets, such as Du Fu, Bai Juyi, Su Shi, etc.

They all wrote poems and inscriptions on the stone walls, marveling at the magnificence of the real Wushan.

After crawling on the winding mountain road for more than ten minutes, I came to the halfway of Wushan Mountain.The buildings here should be for the family of the witches to live in, and they should all be incense in the world.

But now, only lifelessness is left.

Liu Shisan stopped, pushed open a door, looked inside, and then closed the door again with an angry expression.Ye Nuo glanced inward at the moment the door closed.

Corpses all over the floor.

A family of women and children all died in the house.These are ordinary people, who have no power to bind chickens, let alone resistance.But they were dead. The murderer who killed them was very cruel and cruel. They were obviously deadly, but they were like playing with prey, killing women and children thousands of times.

"It's cruel." Mu Wan exclaimed, covering her mouth.

Behind every door is a family, and without exception, everyone is killed.It was not killed with witchcraft, but with cold weapons.

The traces of the massacre have spread from the mountainside to the top of the mountain.

Ye Nuo rushed to the top of the mountain.Above the mountains, there is a huge platform.A series of ancient buildings have been built on the platform. Any building here can be listed as a 5A protection unit by the Cultural Relics Bureau.

At the entrance, there is a multicolored archway, the book, Wushan, and two green Chinese characters Dou Da.The person who writes is heroic, like drinking alcohol, and writing in one go, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Ye Nuo has a wide range of knowledge, and he can tell by a little glance that this is definitely the authentic writing of the poet Li Bai.Take down this plaque and take it to a Hong Kong auction house for auction. It is definitely old and valuable.

In stark contrast to the handwriting of the poet Li Bai, the corpses downstairs were horizontal, and a large number of corpses fell below.After Liu Shisan walked over and checked, his angry eyes were full of blood.

"These are all my Nanwu people." He gritted his teeth hatefully.

Among the piles of corpses in the South Witch were other witches in gray fish skin.

"Sure enough, Bei Wu attacked Wushan." Liu Shisan's mouth was full of blood.

"What on earth do you South Wu and North Wu have during the festival, you can actually slaughter all the women and children on Wushan without leaving, what a hatred is this." Ye Nuo asked.

"It's not a holiday, it's just that a thousand years ago, our two factions had differences in the beliefs of the King of Sands. In the end, the entire Wushan Mountain was divided, causing a century-long war. In the end, the South Witch won, and all the North Witches were destroyed. Driven out of the top of Wushan Mountain. Beiwu is said to have fallen to the estuary of the Yangtze River and gradually grows in Shanghai and Beihu."

Liu Shisan explained a little bit, then shouted: "No, my master!"

He flew several times and ran towards the east side of the building complex.The small road is full of corpses.The traces of all kinds of witchcraft on the blast remain on the ground and on the wall forever. The two factions of witchcraft are different from each other.

The Southern Witch’s fish skin spell and corpse insect spell, and the Northern Witch’s corpse-raising spell and Gu spell, slaughtered each other in chaos.Obviously, the northern witches were mostly corpses on the ground, but the number of the northern witches was obviously much higher than that of the southern witches.