Tianshi Museum

Shen Gun took out a spirit-binding talisman and patted it on the wall.

The talisman paper spontaneously ignited and turned into an invisible barrier, covering the mountain - doing so could trap the evil in the cave, preventing it from escaping.

In this way, the two can rest assured to investigate slowly.

After walking a few dozen more steps along the passage, they came to the tomb where the coffin was placed.At this point, the field of vision suddenly became clear. The entire tomb is tall and wide, rectangular in shape, and about [-] square meters in size by visual inspection.

In the middle of the tomb is the coffin where Xia Zha lay.

In the burial by the wall, there was a box that had just been opened, and the lid was not closed tightly. Presumably, the bronze mirror that Lu Jiale walked along was taken out of this box.The weight of the coffin lid cannot be borne by one person, so he did not encounter poisonous hands.

Shen Gun walked over, opened the copper box, and put the bronze mirror in his hand back to its original place.

And Xia Zha went straight to the center of the tomb, stopped at the inner and outer coffins, stroked the coffin with his hand, and closed his eyes to feel it for a moment.

Because of the mud on the cave wall, he had to wonder if the coffin he had been lying in had been artificially replaced.

Antiques have existed for a long time, and they will be more or less infected with different charms. The intensity of the charms is directly proportional to the length of its existence and the quality of the materials used.And if it is a coffin, because of years of contact with the deceased buried in it, the breath will gradually blend, making it easy to distinguish.

"There is an aura that has been accumulated for thousands of years." Xia Zha opened his eyes, "There is also a sense of intimacy, it is the coffin that has been with me for many years."

Shen Gun by the wall is identifying other antiques in the box.

"These funerary objects have a long history based on their appearance, and there is no mistake in their age."

Hearing this, Xia Zha thought: "This shows that the burial is all my stuff, but why do you still find it a bit weird?"

Shen Gun looked around and said in a deep voice, "It's the pattern."

After being reminded by Shen Gun, Xia Zha noticed that this place did not resemble the pattern of ordinary tombs.Although he has not learned the relevant knowledge about the layout of the tomb, he also knows that a normal tomb should not have this structure.

What's more, the specifications of these boxes of funerals do not match the exquisite and solemn coffins, and they look like they were brought in by hand.

The naked eye roughly scanned the entire tomb, and there seemed to be no other entrances and exits except for the passage that had only been dug in recent years.

Xia Zha walked around the coffin for a while: "There are traces of dragging on the ground, which proves that Lu Jiale was attacked here. We didn't encounter any evil things in the place we came here. That zombie was trapped here by you with the spirit-binding talisman." It is located in a mountain, but its whereabouts are unknown, so there must be other passages for it to come here and escape quickly."

"There may be secret passages or dog holes around." Then, Shen Gun touched the wall closest to him, his right eye focused, "This wall has experienced years of erosion, but the time limit will not exceed 500 years."

"Year 500?"

There were more and more doubts, which completely exceeded the expectations of the two.

The coffin and funerary objects belonged to Xia Zha; the passageway they came from was excavated in recent years; while the cave where the coffin was placed was no more than 500 years old.

It is really weird that three time points appeared in one tomb.

Shen Gun also said: "The ancients would choose the location of the tomb with good Fengshui in advance. After the death of a family, most of them will be buried in one place."

Xia Zha nodded thoughtfully.

In other words, taking a step back, this is really his tomb, shouldn't this be the only coffin chamber, are the other entrances and exits sealed?It would be great if I could remember the events of my life, and if I knew where I was from, I might be able to deduce something based on this.

The deeper the details of the tomb are now dug, the more mysterious it becomes.

Xia Zha guessed: "Is it possible that 'I' was transported here artificially, and that person seemed to have wanted to use my 'corpse' to achieve some purpose."

If so, that person is the one who dug the tunnel.

It's just that the motivation is intriguing.

Invisibly, the originally simple things are developing in a weird direction.For a moment, Xia Zha doubted his own existence.

What Xia Zha said was something that Shen Gun didn't want to happen, but this assumption has a great possibility.

"Blame me." Shen Gun closed the copper box containing the funerary objects, with a solemn expression, "I should have asked you where you woke up from."

That way these things might be discovered earlier.

Now this feeling of being secretly designed and spied on, and the mastermind and motive can't be found, is really disgusting, and it's like a pain in the back.

Xia Zha shook his head and said with a smile: "How can I blame you? This is my problem. And you don't ask me about those things because you treat me like an ordinary person, which makes me very happy."

"I'll find out who's behind it."

Xia Zha corrected him: "It's us."

But now, the zombie who attacked people should be found out - there should be clues from it.

Due to the large number of tombs, the entire mountainous area of ​​Xishan was filled with a strong Yin Qi, so it was impossible to distinguish the breath of nearby zombies.In this situation, instead of looking for a hidden hole in the cave, it is better to let the evil thing take the initiative to catch it.

"There is no need to continue to explore the wall to find a hidden passage, I will try to force it to appear directly."

After finishing speaking, Xia Zha half squatted down, put his palms on the ground, and unleashed the coercion of the high-ranking people on the mountain where they were.

It was the first time he used this method to deter evil things. His expression was solemn, his whole body surged with aura, and the ends of his bundled black hair fluttered.The oppression is extremely frightening, as long as the evil things in the four directions sense it, they will tremble in their hearts.

Then intend to surrender.

Shen Gong stood aside, waiting silently.

They didn't wait too long, and about a quarter of an hour later, the copper box on one side of the wall made a screeching sound of rubbing against the ground.

The copper box moved slowly, revealing an irregular narrow hole.The widest part of the narrow hole is only [-] centimeters, which is almost the same as the gap in the tomb due to the age. The body of the evil thing is like a twisted meat ball, with a foul smell of blood, squeezed out from there .

After being squeezed out, its distorted body gradually recovered, allowing people to see its appearance clearly.

It was wearing a dilapidated Qing Dynasty official uniform, and because of the dirt and blood stains, the patterns on the clothes could not be seen clearly.Its face could no longer be called a face, its skin peeled off and carrion was exposed, its body was covered with black abscesses, its lips were long gone, and its black and yellow gums could be seen directly.

It crawled over slowly, and lay down in front of Xia Zha, with a pious posture, but its cloudy eyeballs kept turning.

With thoughts, this is a zombie with a soul.

Although the zombie looked ferocious, neither of the two people present were afraid of it.

Shen Gun walked over and knocked on the wall with gaps: "These square meters are a new wall."

The crouching zombie spoke an unpleasant voice that seemed to be dead, and laughed nervously: "The entrance to the tomb has been blocked for several years."

"Okay, the 300-year-old has a dead soul. Although he has a broken voice, he can talk anyway." Shen Gun's spiritual pressure was fully activated, and he asked sharply, "What's your purpose here."

The sense of crisis of life and death is approaching, and the posture of the zombie is getting lower and lower. Under the extreme pressure, its body is trembling, but it does not mean to be afraid of death.

The zombie's vocal cords were corroded and damaged, and while his voice was hoarse, he spoke intermittently: "Hey, my lord, because this is mine, the tomb."

Xia Zha was puzzled: "Your..."

Tombs that are no older than 500 years and rice dumplings that are 300 years old - so the time is actually right.

The zombie said again: "My lord, is it for the grave robbers? He trespassed, and I sucked his blood. I will keep it and be buried with him."

"It's not for him." Xia Zha withdrew some of his coercion, "You look up and look at me."

Seeing this, Shen Gun also withdrew the spiritual pressure.

Only then did the zombie have the strength to stop the trembling of its body and raised its head.

Its eyeballs are cloudy and rotten, and it has long been useless. It usually relies on smell to identify the direction and creatures. Now it looked up and looked at it for a long time before it suddenly realized and laughed non-stop.

"Yes, it's you."

"you know me?"

The zombie raised its rotting arm and pointed to the middle of the tomb: "In that coffin, there is a person lying. Hehe, after being frozen, the smell is different."

Xia Zha and Shen Gun looked at each other.

"Did my coffin be transported here?"

The zombie nods.

"Who is it?" Shen Gong asked first.

"An old guy, dry and thin like a dry bone, smells bad. But that person, I'm sure you can't guess, ho ho, you will pick up a dead body."

When the zombie spoke, his mind was confused, and his narration was complicated and slow. Under the questioning of the two, he told all the things he knew.

According to it, the tunnel was dug for several years before the coffin was brought over.

In the beginning, because the zombies couldn't beat the trespassers, they hid in other places early on. Seeing the old man bring the coffin and funeral, they opened the coffin lid and muttered to themselves from time to time.Sometimes when the person is not around, it will secretly look at the person in the coffin and guess the purpose of the old man.

Later it was discovered and he fled quickly. The man probably didn't pay attention to him because of the many evil things in Xishan, or maybe he was in a happy mood when the big event was about to happen. He didn't chase him and kill him. He just waved the wall. Blocked the tomb passages leading to other burial chambers.

It secretly dug the gap in the corner of the wall so that it could go to the village through the corridor to steal pig and sheep blood.

After speaking, it raised its head and laughed.

"An old man who took up the land behind me is counted now, and he has suffered retribution!"

If it weren't for the disparity in strength, he would have bit the throat of the one who disturbed the cleanliness behind him.

So far, no more useful information can be dug out from the zombies.

Xia Zha turned his gaze to the coffin.

He easily opened the coffin lid.

The inner and outer coffins are actually two layers. After opening, there is an inner coffin for the deceased and a space for burial on both sides.The space is not large, but some fragmentary objects are neatly placed, all of which are commonly used during his lifetime and are closely related to the buried person.

Xia Zha picked up those things one by one, carefully identified them and put them down again.

Shen Gun remained silent, watching him move.

Finally, he picked up a pouch, untied the tether, and stuffed a mass of red tassels with black and brown marks inside.

Xia Zha's fingertips trembled slightly, and suddenly felt that the already cold blood seemed to be boiling with enthusiasm, and his eyes were also stained red.In an instant, countless fragmented images flooded his mind, and his ears were buzzing.

There are long-guns in the desert Gobi sunset, and blood-soaked clothes corners in the thunder of war drums; there are also elegant courtyards, where women earnestly exhort and bring soup that is difficult to swallow...

His heart trembled, he took two steps back in pain, and bowed his waist.

Seeing this, Shen Gun's expression changed drastically, and he stepped forward in two steps, supported him, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong, why is it uncomfortable?"

After a long time, Xia Zha raised his eyes and gave him a bitter smile.

"It's okay, I just remembered something."

From this moment on, everything seems different.

Over the past few months, Xia Zha has often laughed, treated people patiently and transparently, and behaved with restraint, but these are just etiquettes engraved in his bones.The real him has cold and wise eyes and a compassionate expression.

He has too much burden in his eyes.

Shen Gun looked at him close to each other, but it was as if they were facing each other across a fire.

He says

"'Zha' means premature death."