Grandpa is such a bunny

Inside the hollowed out bluestone bricks is a narrow passageway made of smooth stones. The passageway is very steep and narrow, with a huge slope. It should be for the convenience of sliding the pot baskets down.Tubo lowered his body, gripping the ground tightly with his claws, slowing down the speed of his descent, and his sharp nails rubbed against the stones to make a small thumping sound.

The surrounding area was dark, damp and cold, and an earthy smell oozes from the stone wall, as if it came to the ground.

Every once in a while there will be a section of raised stones in the corridor. As soon as he slides over the raised stones, there will be a dull rumble in the stone wall, and then the raised place will tremble faintly, and the mechanism outside the stone wall is subtly changing direction. Although Tubo couldn't see what was going on outside, he clearly felt that the corridor under him was no longer the one he got down from the 'stone drawer' at first.

At first, Tubo thought that there must be something hidden behind the wall of Yonghuai Hall. When he drilled in, he realized that he was wrong. The direction behind the stone wall was not 'backward' as they thought, but straight 'downward' ’, according to the time of his descent and the several changes he felt in the raised mechanism, it is very likely that he has already left the ancestral hall silently and came to the ground.

Aware of this problem, Tubo thought, if Qian Fan couldn't wait for him, he would blow up the wall and see nothing, would he be very angry, he didn't seem to have seen this man sullenly.

Thinking that he might be annoyed, Tubo randomly figured out one hundred and eight ways to coax people to die in the ever-changing corridor.

Just when he was thinking of how to coax people into bed, the mild earthy smell suddenly became stronger, and Tubo felt that he even smelled the smell of rotten tree roots buried in the soil all year round.

He is quite sure that he must be underground now, and whether it is under the ancestral hall is still open to debate due to the twists and turns of the corridor.

A gleam of light shot into the dark corridor suddenly, and Tubo squinted his eyes reflexively in the process of sliding down, and he heard the faint voice being illuminated together through the gleam, just as he was about to leave When sliding down in the dark, Tubo immediately closed his eyes, pretending to be a dead rabbit and fell down the narrow passage.

He fell on a pile of straw, and someone came over and picked him up roughly, grunting, as if a little surprised.

With his eyes closed, Tubo seemed to be on the verge of dying. He was caught in the long ears and swayed in mid-air following the man's heavy footsteps. It didn't take long before he was thrown into something.

The earthy smell in the air was mixed with some greasy smell, and he felt the sound of people around him gradually receding, and he quietly opened his eyes from under his long drooping ears.

He was covered under a tattered bamboo basket, and what he saw was a stone house, which was closed on all sides, damp and cold, and the light was very poor. An oil lamp was hung above the table made of mud, and the light cast shadows on the surrounding things. On the stone wall, there are shadows and shadows. If there is wind, these shadows will be blown into ghosts and ghosts, but obviously, there is no wind here, because all kinds of rotten leaves, the smell of food, the smell of oily smoke, and bad water are all over the picture. Under Bai's nose, he was so stuffy that he wrinkled his little pink nose.

At this time, someone came in, still walking very slowly, with heavy and slow footsteps, like an old man in his twilight years, who can feel lifeless just by walking.Tubo was covered in a bamboo basket, his eyes were a little low, and he could only see the area below the waist of the man. His hands were hanging limply by his side, his fingers were slightly bent, and his whole wrist connected with his upper arm moved stiffly as he walked. Twice, extremely unnatural.

Tubo saw that the man stopped in front of the stove, and slowly raised the man who was hanging by his side, not knowing what he was doing.

Tubo felt a little strange, stretched out his paws and quietly lifted the bamboo basket a little, then squeezed his little head out, his ears were pressed under the bamboo basket because they were too long, and he was carrying it backwards. Kitty's.

As soon as he squeezed his head out, he glanced up, and was stunned for a moment, the hair all over his body exploded.

That man has no face!No, to be exact, only half of his face is left, and the other half is blackened bones, one eye socket is black and empty, the eyeball has already rotted, and there is a circle of black and purple rotten flesh around the dark white eye socket The rotten flesh was full of pus, and it was spreading to the face of the other half of this man, who had not yet rotted. There was a black mole on the tip of his nose, but the flesh under the mole showed faint signs of decay. Tarsus maggots are nibbling away at the intact skin, trying to devour his flesh and turn him into a complete white bone.

There was a burning in Tubai's stomach, and he almost vomited out. Stomach acid rushed into his throat. Tubai barely endured it, and his eyes quickly became red bloodshot. He stared at the man in horror and anger, and let out a low cry.

Hearing the sound, the half-dead monster turned its head and glanced at him dully, but there was no response.

It's normal for it not to respond, it has already rotted like this, so what else can it expect to be like a human being.

Tubo turned into a human form, walked up to it, and clasped its wrist.

It stopped its hands of cutting vegetables, and stared at Tubo with its empty eye sockets. The pus from the rotten flesh on its face dripped down. Tuba quickly avoided, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

The rotting monster stared blankly at him,

Tubo sneered in his heart, feeling that he had asked nonsense.

He let go of its hand, eager to see where it was, but heard an inarticulate whimper from the monster's throat.

Tubo was overjoyed, and quickly turned to look, but what he still saw was the empty gaze of that half-rotten thing.

Tubo's stomach gradually cooled down, and it fell heavily on his heart like an ice cube, freezing his limbs and bones to chill.

His eyes were dark, he looked at the gloomy lamp shadow on the stone wall, slowed his breathing to calm himself down, leaned back against the stone wall, and silently looked at the back of the monster.

What is this?Alive or dead?How many of these monsters are there underground?How did it become like this?Jiang Shouchuan, the county magistrate of Tongshui County, is not hiding people underground, but these monsters?

Tubo posed the question, and frowned even tighter. He watched the thing turn around dully with a stern expression, hold the kitchen knife stiffly, and slowly chop the vegetables under his hand, just like a human.

As soon as the last sentence came out of his mind, a sharp pain hit his head suddenly, and the pain immediately disrupted his thinking. Tubo lowered his head and pressed his forehead, and a strange question emerged from the splitting headache—this Were the monsters forged from the dead, or did the living become like this?

Enduring the familiar headache, he suddenly turned his head to look at the only exit in the stone house.

what's outside

The sky was getting dark, and before it was completely dark, Du Yun brought two imperial guards back to the county town to collect the shovels and hoes borrowed from the people during the day. He really planned to dig the mountain, not just cheating. Defraud Jiang Shouchuan.

The sixth prince said that a [-]-foot-long crack opened up on the mountainside and engulfed the envoys. Even though the ground looks normal now, Du Yun absolutely does not believe that there is no trace of a place where there has been a change.

Unless it was carefully covered up, Du Yun turned his head and glanced at Jiang Shouchuan. The deep meaning in his eyes made the latter slightly startled, and then Jiang Shouchuan showed a courteous smile, "My lord, what else do you need?"

Du Yun stood at the crossroads and waited for the Imperial Forest Army to bring back the guy for work. He raised his head and looked at Feng Ping and his men who had started a bonfire halfway up the mountain. The light of the fire was like an insignificant spark on the gray Tongshui Peak in the distance , crumbling, it seems that the wind blows and extinguishes.

But this little spark fell into Du Yun's eyes, burning his pupils clear and hot, "I don't know if Mr. Jiang has heard a word."

Jiang Shouchuan lowered his eyebrows and said, "I would like to listen to Master Du's teachings."

Du Yun raised the corners of his lips, "Skynet is extensive and sparse."

Jiang Shouchuan was stunned for a moment, feeling his throat was a little dry, "The lower officials are dull, I don't know where the adults feel."

During the conversation, the Imperial Forest Army came back with their things in their arms. They also followed a five or six-year-old girl, who was wearing old patched clothes, and hid behind a Imperial Forest Army, timidly hesitating to speak.

Du Yun stretched out his hand, "Thank you girl, let's borrow it and return it to your house when we find someone."

The little girl nodded timidly, and saw that Du Yun was about to leave with something, she hurried forward two steps, clenched her little hands into fists and hung down beside her, summoned up her courage, and shouted, "Are you here to find someone? "

Du Yun, "Yes."

The little girl said loudly, "My father can't be found either, I haven't seen him for a long time, can you help me find it too, I think—"

Before finishing speaking, a woman with an apron on her body ran out, picked up the little girl, covered her mouth tightly with the other hand, and said to Jiang Shouchuan at a loss, "Yes, I'm sorry , the child talks nonsense..."

A stern look appeared on Jiang Shouchuan's face, but it disappeared in a flash. No one saw it clearly except the woman. The woman lowered her head in horror at his look, and trembled while holding the little girl.

Du Yun walked over and glanced quickly between the woman and Jiang Shouchuan, smiled and bent his eyes, with a gentle face, "Go back quickly, it's time for dinner."

The woman expressed her thanks tremblingly, and hurried away with the child in her arms.

Du Yun stopped talking to Jiang Shouchuan, and led his men back to Tongshui Peak, where they started digging overnight.

Just at night, the ancestral hall was even darker, Qian Fan sat cross-legged behind the stone statue, the night fell gently on his face, in the moonlight he closed his eyes and focused his attention, like a silent god and Buddha.

A dull sound came from the ground, and his eyes opened without warning.

The vibration was very light at first, and then the ground of the entire Yonghuai Hall trembled slightly. This was the vibration caused by the sound, and the footsteps similar to the marching team finally came from the deepest part of the ground.

Qianfan got up and walked out, followed the gradually sounding voices to the street, raised his head, and saw Tongshui Peak standing in the distance under the black sky, thousands of trees on the mountain vibrated together, swaying in the night wind.

On the mountainside, Du Yun woke up from the tent temporarily stationed by the Imperial Forest Army on the mountainside. Jiang Shouchuan hurriedly sneaked into the tent and said, "Master Du, General Yuanliang's Yin army is here, let's go!"

Hearing the noise, Du Yun grabbed Jiang Shouchuan by the collar and walked out, seeing Feng Ping striding towards here.

"what happened?!"

Feng Ping said, "General Yuanliang's Yin army will toss around for a while at night, let's go down the mountain first, in case any gravel falls and hurts you."

Jiang Shouchuan agreed, "Yes, this mountain is said to be the incarnation of General Yuanliang, so I dare not dig any more, let's go."

Du Yun grabbed Jiang Shouchuan and said with a sneer, "Yin Jun? Incarnation? Come on, no one is allowed to let me go! I have been here for so many days, and I haven't really seen what the leader of Yin Jun looks like , today I will open my eyes and continue digging for me, if nothing can be dug up, no one is allowed to leave."

Du Yun said, "Master Jiang, you too."

The ground trembled and the mountains shook, and the sound from the ground became more intense. Countless heavy and dragging footsteps moved in an instant, the sound of clothes rubbing, the sound of footsteps dragging across the ground, and the sound of suppressed breathing. Stepping in the other direction, black shadows can be seen passing by the door outside the stone house. The shadows are cast on the stone wall by the dim light in the stone house, and the shadows are pulled obliquely and twisted strangely.

Tubo pressed his forehead that was getting more and more painful, changed his original shape, and got out while the footsteps were getting more and more, carefully hiding between the countless footsteps, when he raised his head, his pupils suddenly shrank.

This team was wearing a uniform black cloak and a hood. When Tubo raised his head, he happened to meet a person. In the dark, he could clearly see that the whole face of the person under the hood was rotten. There are still a few remaining strands of flesh and blood hanging on the part of the neck exposed below, and it is gloomy at Tubo with its bony eye sockets.

Tubo glanced back, and saw that the team was made up of such half-rotten monsters who were dying and not rotten.

What shocked him was not the group of things, but the place where they were.

Looking up, one can see thousands of feet of stone walls all around, like a deep well that has not been polished in the future. However, the deep well leads straight up and down to the ground, but this place covers even the sky, and the top of the person's head is empty and hideous. The stone roof is surrounded by damp and cold stone walls. Tubo feels that not only the wind cannot blow in here, but even a ray of sunlight cannot come in.

It's like a big mouse hole, secretly doing shady things.

Tubo knocked down a monster silently, and threw it into a nearby cave for unknown purpose. He transformed himself into a human form and put on its cloak to get in among them, dragging his footsteps and walking slowly with them for a while. Just when Tubo wondered what they were going to do, the group of monsters suddenly stopped, dragged their bodies stiffly and turned in one direction.

Only then did he realize that these things were not going anywhere, but leaned against the wall, forming a wall full of rotten atmosphere layer by layer, enclosing something in the middle, thousands of The hollow, dark eye sockets meet in the center.

I saw a high platform made of smooth blue-black stones, and a woman dressed in a foreign race was tied to the cross in the center of the platform.

That woman was so beautiful, even the dim light couldn't stop the radiance from her fair skin, and the messy black hair stuck to her temples, reflecting her red lips even more, as if drinking fresh blood.

This person is the Princess of Houmin who was ambushed halfway, Ban Suo.

The half-dead monsters made a hoarse and vague sound, raised their feet and stomped on the ground, and thousands of footsteps sounded at the same time, like some ancient and strange rhythm, shaking the stone wall.

Tubo realized that the sound of marching in the middle of the night was made by this group of monsters, and he mixed in, really afraid that this group of lifeless things would shake the place down.

The sound of footsteps became more and more frequent, and it was unimaginable that they were walking slowly and stiffly just now. The vibration roared and lingered among the stone walls thousands of feet high, and the echoes hit the stone walls wave after wave. The lingering sound continued, and another wave It has already reverberated, mighty and stretching, just like being on the battlefield, with thousands of troops and thunderous drums.

Tubo then stepped on the ground with both feet, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the carrion on the face of a monster that was shaken off, and fell bloody to the ground, and was trampled into a pulp by itself in a blink of an eye.

"Damn it." Tubo cursed inwardly, "If that bastard Du Yun sees it, I probably won't be able to eat meat in this life, I'm about to vomit to death."

The needle-like pain in his head continued, and his stomach joined in the fun again. His stomach was convulsed with stomach acid, and he needed a crisp carrot to comfort him.

Before he could think of a carrot in his mind to comfort him, the weird beats of these monsters stopped for a moment. Unexpectedly, Tubo jumped a bit more accidentally, and then he barely stopped his legs.

"I didn't expect it to look disgusting. It's better than Grandpa Tu's dance." Now Grandpa Tu is in the tiger's den and has a splitting headache, and he can't help but think aloud.

At this time, a rotting human wall at one end gave way to a passage, and a tall, thin man in a cloak came out. The man's face was hidden in the hood, and he could not see clearly. He was holding a square plate in his hand. Covered with a black silk.

He walked up to Ban Suo, knelt down on one knee, and lifted the silk cloth, revealing a piece of pale bone.

The man said in a low and hoarse voice, "God's beloved Princess Bansa, please give Dajing General Zong Yuanliang his last life, let blood flow from his spine again, let his bones bleed and flesh, let him stand up again Get up, like a dead tree rejuvenating, the years turn back—"

After finishing speaking, the man suddenly raised his hand and inserted a dagger into the princess's chest.

Ban Sao on the cross spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and the man held the square plate forward with one knee, and the blood splashed on the spine, and then the blood quickly melted into the bones, and the joints began to ooze blood and entwine, giving birth to scarlet scars. The texture climbed up the whole bone.

The moment the texture was formed, hundreds of half-dead monsters in the stone wall made a grunt sound, as if they were whimpering in pain, and the remaining flesh and blood on their faces was peeling off and rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The bones above the high platform are growing blood and flesh inch by inch, and the thousands of monsters under the high platform are being stripped of flesh and blood inch by inch.

The person holding the plate heard the sound of flesh and blood growing, and a gratified and fascinated smile appeared on the face hidden under the cloak. His arm holding the plate was exposed from under the cloak, and a faded cotton red rope was attached to his bony wrist. A small bone was against his wrist.

Hearing his voice and seeing the bone, a cloud of blood quickly appeared in Tubo's eyes. Suddenly, a sharp blade appeared in his hand, and he jumped up amidst the sound of whimpering, and stabbed the man on the high platform.