Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The location of the ghost mausoleum is changeable. Just like its name, it looks like a ghost or a phantom - you don’t know where it will appear in the next second.

 It is random and impermanent, which makes people fearful.

Mosquitoes in the jungle are not scary, and there is a chance to escape from the mouth of a poisonous snake, but once you step into the ghost tomb, you want to find out what is going on without knowing what is good -

 The outcome is unknown.

The elder said sincerely: "After entering the Ghost Tomb, no one can come out again. Please think twice whether you want to continue to pursue me. Once you enter, the Ghost Tomb will punish everyone who steps in, without exception." Sir, please think carefully and don't be rude."

 He has made his words very clear and wants the leader to understand the horror of the Ghost Tomb.

 The leader is not a fool either - an elite selected from tens of millions of soldiers, the new king's most capable general, will naturally consider the danger involved.

 Especially—the elder grew up in the jungle since he was a child and is extremely familiar and experienced with this place.

They were able to get here smoothly because of his guidance and help. The leader still listened to his words.

 It’s just…

“Are you sure that no one can get out? Or is there another way to go through this ghost mausoleum?”

The elder said: "Sir, Guiling never forgives any trespassers. No matter who they are, the final outcome will be death, without exception."

 “…” The leader fell into silence for a while.

With a large knife still stained with blood tied to his waist, he walked back and forth for a while, constantly looking down the slope.

Like a hungry wolf, staring at the lower body of fat with eager eyes, drooling.

It took a lot of effort to catch up now, and we are about to catch up soon.

 The achievement is right in front of him, and he can't see the distance of a hundred meters. At this time, he is told to give up——

 It’s really hard to explain.

Seeing that he still wanted to go in, the elder added: "Your Excellency, you can wait a moment, the defector will not be able to escape."

"This ghost mausoleum has only an entrance and no exit. You can just wait here. If the defector is lucky enough not to enter by mistake, he will climb up from here. You can rest assured." These words did not make the leader feel at ease. instead-

 As soon as he raised his hand, a soldier came forward.

 “You, go down and have a look.”

The soldier was stunned for a moment and hesitated: "...Yes."

The **** is very steep, with an inclination angle of about sixty or seventy degrees, and the top is covered with flaky gravel—at first glance, it looks like a vertical knife hidden in the dark, somewhat sharp.

Just now, the person who lost his balance and lost his balance fell down, causing the gravel to roll away, exposing the white bones hidden under the layers of gravel.

 Sparkling white bones are vaguely visible, some are weathered into dry ones, some are chewed into pieces...

It is not difficult to imagine if you take a look at this place - the gravel is so low that it is impossible to count how many bodies were buried there.

The soldier who was ordered stood on the **** and looked down, hesitating a little.

 “Hurry up, don’t waste time!”

　　　…” The soldiers had no choice but to go down bravely.

 “Woo…” The dog that was still barking crazily just now was silent now.

They all stopped and did not come forward.

The soldier held on to the **** and went down carefully - the bottom of the **** was extremely loose, like foam, and it was impossible to step on the stress points.

 The center of gravity dropped, his hands were loosened, and he lost his balance in an instant.

The gravel rolled down in large chunks, like a conveyor belt, transporting those who stepped in ignorantly into the depths of darkness—(End of this chapter)