[Grave Raiders Notes bg] Lost Notes 2: Heavy Fate

In the sound of splashing water, the black shadow at the bottom rushed out of the water in an instant, and it turned out to be a wooden boat.

"The bell rings at midnight to the passenger ship." Nan Xing looked at the wooden boat moored on the water, and the clues in his mind were finally connected at this moment. ", but the amount of information is all in the second half of the sentence that was not engraved. In the middle of the night, when the clock strikes, and the star map is fully displayed, this wooden boat will appear."

"This should be the route leading to the main tomb." Zhang Qiling shined the flashlight on the wooden boat, and then shined on the deeper darkness.

The previous light was too weak to see the bottom clearly. Now with the light of the flashlight, Nan Xing discovered that the entrance of a deep cave was in front of him. The bottom of the cave was a deep stream. The water was so dark that the water depth could not be seen. .

Zhang Qiling had already jumped to the side of the wooden boat a few steps along the transmission mechanism, carefully confirmed the condition of the wooden boat, then turned his head and said to Nan Xing: "Tell them to come down."

After speaking, he went back to Shulun, supported Zhang Haisha, jumped up and stood still in the wooden boat.Nan Xing called Zhang Yuetong and the three to come down, and she responded from below, throwing the bags full of equipment one by one to the wooden boat, Zhang Qiling caught them one by one, and stacked them one by one at the stern.

Nan Xing and Zhang Yuetong jumped into the boat one after another. Zhang Haifeng stretched out his hand and pulled out the bamboo pole tied to the side of the boat to support it. Driven by the slow current, the wooden boat went along the trend and slowly entered the cave.

The cave was pitch black, and you couldn't see anything unless you turned on a flashlight or a torch.Zhang Yuetong put his hand into the water to try it out, and then quickly took it back: "The temperature of the water here is low enough. The water flowed like that before. The water on the other side came up from the ground. , but it’s warm. It seems that the water source here has another source, could it be that there is snow water flowing down from the top of the mountain here?”

"This place should be an underground river. You don't think the coldness is caused by the snow water, but that the temperature difference between here and the warm environment just now is too great, and the body has an illusion. After getting used to it, it won't be..." Nan Xing said while holding a fire pocket It stopped abruptly in the middle, because she noticed that Zhang Qiling's expression beside her had dropped.

Follow his line of sight and look forward, and you will see the bizarre and strange scenery deep in the cave.

Swarms of phosphorous fire flickered in the distance, illuminating the cave in front of it into a cold and clear blue, the entire river suddenly widened in front of it, and the water flow slowed down.

The wooden boat slowly approached the direction of the will-o'-the-wisp, and the few people fell silent, their breathing slowed down, watching the scene in front of them getting closer and closer, in the faint blue light, they could only see a whole surface of words engraved on the stone walls on both sides And murals, while the figures and animals on the pattern are all replaced by nailed corpses.

This section of the river was very deep and moved straight forward, and the wooden boat moved forward slowly. Several people carefully observed the shriveled and rotting corpses of people and animals on both sides.

The joints of these corpses were all nailed into the stone wall with copper nails, and they were placed in poses corresponding to the content of the murals. Due to the long time and the damp and cold underground environment, the clothes and accessories on these corpses have basically integrated with the corpses, and the dusty ground is pasted. on top.Some of the copper nails have fallen off, leaving only a certain joint of the body nailed to it, hanging in the air, and many corpses have even fallen into the water.

"The burial pit." Zhang Qiling said to Nan Xing, "These are all made of living people."

Zhang Yuetong asked from behind: "Patriarch, how do you know that a living person was buried?"

Zhang Qiling didn't speak any more, Nan Xing took the time to look back at Zhang Yuetong, and explained: "Although the faces of these corpses are already blurred, if you look closely, you can find that there are still signs of struggle on their bodies, and..."

Zhang Yuetong saw Nan Xing stop halfway through hearing it, and asked her curiously: "And what? You just say it's nothing, I can take it no matter how disgusting it is."

"It's a very complicated thing to nail people to the wall and then put them in specific poses. If you kill the person to be buried first, I'm afraid it will be too late to finish before the dead body dies." Nan Xing said his judgment slowly, "Judging from the appearance of these corpses, they are basically young and middle-aged, and they are most likely the craftsmen who built the tomb at that time. In order to prevent them from revealing the secrets in the tomb, after the completion of the project, they were all stunned by the loyal subordinates of the tomb owner. Grab it and nail it alive to this mural."

"This is too cruel!" The more Zhang Yuetong listened to it, the more he felt that it was too cruel, and he couldn't help cursing: "Although I know that most of the mausoleums are built, the craftsmen will be killed and buried with them, but this is the first time that such a cruel way See, his mother really doesn't take people as human beings."

Nan Xing interrupted Zhang Yuetong, filled with righteous indignation: "Look, Yuetong, does that person over there look like..."

Zhang Yuetong looked in the direction Nan Xing was pointing at, and saw a corpse that was very different from the one he saw before nailed to the stone wall in front of him. Girl, most importantly, she is wearing the unique robe of the Zhang family.

Zhang Yuetong looked at the more and more obvious features on the corpse. His back was dripping with cold sweat and his pupils trembled violently. After a while, he spoke intermittently: "This is indeed... Zhang Haiqing. To be precise, it is a part of Zhang Haiqing."

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