Death Spell

Chapter 57

As time passed, Tang Song stared at the ancient corpse without daring to breathe. Although the environment was dark, it could be seen that the corpse was well preserved.

The ancient corpse didn't move, just sat quietly.

Anya saw the clue, holding the talisman between her fingers, walked over and glanced at the sarcophagus, everything placed there was very valuable), but what attracted Anya was the protruding part on the edge of the sarcophagus.

Reach in, buckle it, and twist it lightly.

I only heard the rubbing sound of the sarcophagus making a "bass..." rubbing sound.

It turned out that there was a stone step road under the sarcophagus.

Following the sound, Tang Song also approached the sarcophagus, looking at this ancient corpse, it was a young and beautiful woman, as if she had fallen asleep, but the corpse lines on her skin could not fool Tang Song's eyes.

She is a forensic doctor, so she is naturally not afraid of the dead, but she is afraid that the dead person will sit up by himself.

The bewildered Tang Song looked at it carefully, and she really couldn't figure out what was the purpose of the owner of the tomb to build this place?

Seeing Tang Song's doubts, Anya explained: "There is a bracket behind the corpse, but I don't know what caused the mechanism to be activated."

Following Anya's prompt, Tang and Song scanned the back of the ancient corpse, and there was indeed a support, but the problem came again.

"Is it just to scare people?" Tang Song asked.

"No, you'll be fine if you don't touch it." Anya locked her eyes on the ancient corpse from a close distance, and said calmly: "There is a seal on it, if you don't touch it, just open the mechanism and don't take the things in the sarcophagus, then it's fine .If you touch it or its stuff, it instantly turns into a corpse."

When Tang Song heard this, he immediately took two steps back, staring at the woman with closed eyes in horror, unable to imagine what it would look like after the dead body.

"How do you know this?"

From Tang Song's point of view, Anya knew too many things, and she was like a book that could never be finished.

Anya raised her hand, pointed to her eyes, and said in a very calm tone, "Because... I can see the soul bound in chains on her body, it is very painful, and I am even looking forward to the moment of release."

Tang Song thought she was joking, but it didn't look like it.

Seeing Tang Song's reaction, Anya was a little frightened, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "Are you interested?"

Tang Song shook her head hurriedly, she was not interested in it, seeing the souls of those three people once was enough.Just wondering what kind of curse this is, what danger is hidden under such a calm appearance?

"Why lock her soul and prevent her from reincarnation?" In the past, Tang and Song Dynasties would never have said the word reincarnation.

Unexpectedly, Anya sighed softly, and said: "This is the soul-locking curse. I have suffered countless tortures in life, and I can't get rid of the curse after death."

Tang Song's expression was gloomy, she couldn't imagine this kind of torture, and the ancient corpse in front of her looked only about 20 years old.

"After being tortured to death, the internal organs of the autopsy will be taken out, stuffed with antiseptic drugs and then soaked. Before sealing the coffin, the caster will seal the soul of the deceased into the body. The soul cannot be reincarnated, whether it is life or death, it will increase more Resentment. Therefore, once a living person touches it... if the seal is broken, no one will be spared. Even if it disintegrates, only the remaining limbs will not be able to stop it."

I finally understood what An Ya said before: Sometimes you find it difficult to be a human being, thinking that death will be the end of it all, and it will be a new beginning.But I don't know, how difficult is it to be reincarnated as a human being?

After sighing, I feel that the design of the owner of the tomb is very scheming.

Tang Song was very thankful that she didn't come here to rob tombs, but she began to worry about Le Wenyao and the others.

When encountering this kind of thing, everyone has fear, but more people will preemptively strike, so they will fall into the trap instead.People who are good at observation and stop by static will think that this design is just a decoration to scare people, and there are so many jewels in the sarcophagus, people who come here are for money, why don't they take it?

Those who can control these two kinds of people presumably have another purpose.

Like Anya and her.

Thinking of this, Tang Song's heart skipped a beat.

I always feel that the purpose of the tomb owner is to wait for such a person to appear.

"What are you thinking?" Seeing that Tang Song was distracted, Anya asked.

"Don't you think it's weird?" Tang Song's tone was a bit bad.

"It's weird, the design is ingenious. But there is a kind of people who will do this." Anya said lightly.

Tang Song suddenly realized: "A person who cherishes talents?"

"If you have this ability, then these properties can naturally belong to you. If you don't have this ability, and you still have this greed, what does it matter if you die?" Anya said, holding Tang Song's hand, and said: "Anyway, it's already There is no turning back, let's find Wen Yao and the others first."

Tang Song nodded, "Yes", and looked at the female corpse again: "What should she do?"

Anya smiled secretly, knowing that she would not ignore it.

"Don't worry, I won't ignore it when I see it, and I will help her reincarnate naturally. Although the corpse is extremely evil and cannot be touched, it is very easy to break the curse. It is afraid of things that are extremely positive." As she spoke, Anya took out a piece of paper The talisman, turning the talisman at random, caught fire, muttered a few words, and threw it on the ancient corpse.

Unexpectedly, the small flame turned into a big fire when it met the ancient corpse, and there was an unpleasant and disgusting burnt smell all around.

Tang Song stared at the blackened ancient corpse. He could faintly hear cries echoing around him. Goosebumps instantly appeared on his skin, and he held Anya's hand a little tighter.

This voice is so terrible.

Anya tilted her head to look at her, and suddenly smiled softly: "Don't be afraid, she is thanking you."

Tang Song paused, and looked into the dark eyes of the woman beside him: "Who is afraid? I obviously thank you, and I want to go home with you."

Seeing Anya's soft eyes, she said calmly: "I think this girl is beautiful, so it's fine if you want to go home with me."

Tang Song's eyes froze, originally he wanted to make fun of her and let her talk nonsense every time, but he didn't expect to hear this sentence, but he felt uncomfortable.

Before he could respond, Anya had already led him down the stone steps.

The two went down the steps, An Ya held a strong flashlight in her hand, and the light spots swept around.They seemed to have entered another wide place, but stone walls were built around them, like a maze.

Anya adjusted the flashlight to the brightest, and swept it across the air. There was a huge bronze tripod hanging on it, and eight chains hung in the air around it.

"This doesn't look like a tomb." Tang Song looked at the tripod and said.

"What do you think it looks like?" Anya asked.

Tang Song looked at the cauldron, tried hard to think about the history she knew, and shook her head: "I'm not sure, but I think it's something like a sacrifice."

Anya just smiled and said nothing, and did not give affirmation to this question: "Go and see and you will know a thing or two."

After passing through the first fence, the two stopped again. Anya looked at the wall in front of her, her face suddenly froze.

Seeing her face change slightly, Tang Song also followed her gaze, but at this glance, Tang Song found that there were actually large and dark murals painted on the walls.

It is said that the owner of the tomb likes to display his life's achievements in the form of murals. Could it be that the story of the tomb owner is written here?

The eyes of the two were immediately attracted by the mural, but the mural was too long, so they had to read the content bit by bit.

The first story puzzled Tang and Song. There was a timid mouse outside a toilet, and a rice warehouse on the other side. The mouse inside was fat and big, and looked very comfortable.

Tang and Song couldn't understand why the owner of the tomb wanted to draw such a painting, and continued to move forward along the painted wall, only to see a tall, thin man in a long gown, bowing to an old man with both hands.The old man's brows are light, and his figure is a bit fat, as if he is this gentleman.

These murals have a story, but they are also very coherent.

Unexpectedly, the scenes described in the murals became more and more complex, with more and more characters, and the colors began to variegate.

The man in the gown is now wearing a crown and a robe, sitting in a gorgeous carriage.

The carriage is drawn by four horses and follows behind the six carriages.Followed by a large number of soldiers, all holding halberds and arrows, mighty and majestic, with an astonishing momentum.

"Emperor Liujia, this man has jumped to the fourth and followed closely behind, and he seems to have become a high official." After speaking, Tang Song looked at Anya, and found that her expression was very calm, just staring at the mural. It was too big, and she could only walk along the mural while looking at it carefully.Seeing that she was looking seriously, Tang Song just followed behind quietly, and then saw the picture in front of him change to another mural.

Seeing that the man had got off the carriage and was standing beside the emperor, Tang Song was a little surprised just looking at the emperor's black dragon costume and crown.

This is……

Emperor Qin Shihuang! ?

Besides the prime minister, who else would be following him?

Anya noticed Tang Song's expression, and said calmly: "The virtuous man is like a mouse, so it's in your ears!" Seeing Tang Song's expression slightly surprised, "I guessed it when I saw the first picture."

"Li Si? How can there be his records here?" Tang Song, who was affirmed, felt even more incredible.

Ever since he discovered the gold-touching talisman, Tang Song had doubts in his heart. If this was Li Si's tomb, it would make sense.However, whether it is official history or unofficial history, this is impossible.

"If you keep reading, you will always get an answer." Anya also wanted to see what was going on.

Going around to the second wall, the paintings on it are even more gorgeous.Tang Song pointed the brightest spot in the flashlight at the man who was the second closest to Qin Shihuang, and said calmly, "Look at this man." It was a man in armor, with a bronze sword hanging from his waist, his brow Standing beside Qin Shihuang with poise in the wind, he glanced at Prime Minister Li Si with a trace of disdain, "Who is he? It seems he doesn't like Li Si."

Anya's eyes were tightly locked on the mural, and there seemed to be a sense of melancholy in her eyes, and she said, "Nie Gai, the strongest swordsman in the Qin Kingdom."

Tang Song thought of the history of the long knife in Le Wenyao's hand, turned his face to look at Anya and found a trace of sadness in her eyebrows and eyes.

Anya sensed Tang Song's gaze, and walked forward along the murals to the next mural.It's just that Anya didn't pay attention to this mural and wanted to continue down.But these have different meanings to Tang and Song Dynasties. In her opinion, this may be the real history, and she really wants to look at each mural carefully, and use the mobile phone Le Wenyao gave her to take pictures of the murals.

But when his eyes fixed on the back of a woman in Tsing Yi, Tang Song stayed where he was.

The woman with long hair hanging down her waist followed behind Li Si, at first she thought she was a servant, but how could she look like this?Beside her was a woman in green and a tall, thin man in black.

For some reason, Tang Song stared at the back of the woman in Tsing Yi as if he had been bewitched.

This figure seems to be the same person as the one in the dream just now.

Just looking at it, it seems that this figure has a soul, I really hope that she can turn around, this sudden weird thought startled Tang Song.

When did she become so fascinated by this woman in Tsing Yi?

"What's wrong?" Anya asked softly.

"I'm looking at the back of this person. She looks a bit like the one I dreamed about. But thinking about the dynasties, it's not the same." Tang Song's voice was a little sad and weak. He turned to look at Anya, and asked again: "How do you compare?" I know history, do you know who are the three people behind Li Si?"

"These three are Li Si's right-hand men."

Tang Song turned his head and looked at Anya with an unbelievable look on his face: "Can women be officials in that era?" If his father was still alive and knew about this, Tang Song could still imagine his surprised look.

Anya was silent at first, and after a while, she said an answer that Tang Song couldn't understand.

"They... are different."

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