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Amongst the three of them, Eccentric Song was the one who was the least injured. This place is safe, but we will have to leave sooner or later, so we have to climb out of this pit.

Master Song chose a method that we did not even think of. Previously, we thought that we would have to endure the pain as we climbed up the stairs. However, Eccentric Song did not have any other thoughts.

I planted Gu worms into my legs and feet, in Song Ping's hands. However, elder Song has never tested it on a living person, so it is hard to say what its effects are.

But without a doubt, even if I'm in excruciating pain, my two legs won't relax due to mental causes. Elder Song tested my body first, and after the Gu worm entered my body, it still felt quite different from when he stuffed it into my nose. The moment the insect entered his body, a feeling of flesh tearing came from the small hole straight to his brain, and a feeling of fire came over him.

The heat only lasted for a moment. I relaxed my legs and gave control to Eccentric Song.

When I moved this time, there was no pain from the bandaged wound on my foot. The part I could feel seemed to have stopped at my knee. In comparison, the pain was much less.

However, even with this being the case, both of his feet stepped back on the ground and the bandages that had just been wrapped began to ooze blood.

I have no doubt that I would not have been able to stand without the help of old Song.

When I was sure it would work, the socks on Mr. Song's feet became mine, wrapped around my feet, and put on my boots.

This kind of package was likely to be a drag on my legs, but at the moment I couldn't care less. It also prevented me from directly touching my boots or the hard, gritty walls, and my socks had been soaked through with blood, so the best thing was to wear Old Song's socks.

Song Ping only had a pair of cloth shoes after all.

Elder Song would only go up after he was sure this method was feasible. I don't need to carry my bag as a wounded person for now.

With both hands on the rope, I relaxed my breathing so that I wouldn't pay attention to my legs. Old Song ordered my feet to move up, and after a while, when I looked down and found the correct pattern, the speed of my advance was obviously much faster. I held on to the last section of the rope with both hands.

Song Ping hesitated for a moment before he decided to trouble Eccentric Song. He was much more complicated than me. After all, what he injured was his palm, he couldn't directly control his fingers through the wound. In the end, every finger and wrist was stuffed with Gu worms. Old Song was indeed powerful, and his control was marvelous to the point that he actually climbed up just like that.

"What a pity." Old Song put the Gu back in his bag and stared at the path across the pit, "Otherwise, I would have brought you guys to the other side to take a look."

Song Ping and I smiled bitterly at the same time. We could only say that we couldn't take it anymore, but in exchange, elder Song exclaimed. The three of us still went back the way we came.

He said it was a return trip, but where did it come from? At the side of the stone door that was previously blocked, the three of them could only look at the stone and sigh. Although the mechanism was right beside it, how could this door be opened? The black fog that I inhaled caused Old Song to lose several Gu worms, which is a clear sign of how powerful he is.

Only when he was crazy did he enter.

There seemed to be only one possibility, to get out from the other side.

According to Eccentric Song, this was not a tomb, but a palace. The requirement of the tomb was that no one would be able to open the entrance, even if the tomb had been built at the beginning. Even if the tomb had been built at the beginning, the entrance would still be sealed by the tomb sealing stone, or even directly by explosion or burial. Thus, under normal circumstances, craftsmen would be killed by soldiers and guards who had finished their training. The latter didn't know the exact secrets of the mechanism.

However, he would not let anyone die in the tomb, unless there was a burial pit at the beginning of the excavation. Otherwise, it would be easy to ruin the feng shui.

After all, such tombs were rare, and most of the tombs were constructed with the structure of flat tombs.

But the palaces were different — they focused on four corners, one was sealed, and the other on feng shui. It was not the same as the Feng shui at the tomb, nor was it the same as the structure on the ground.

Elder Song is in charge of the general position, while we are in charge of listening to him with great interest.

If there were temples or palaces that could not be built on the ground for a variety of reasons, then the reason would certainly not be good. Perhaps the majority of the people did not support it at that time, or perhaps the items placed in this palace were invisible, but no matter what, the most important point was "protect".

No matter what it was, whether it was the Evil God's sariras or his gold and silver treasures, there was only one reason why they had to spend so much effort to hide them — protection.

The underground palace emphasized light and direction. The most striking example was the Supreme Harmony Hall of the former palace, the hall that held important ceremonial banquets as well as major events such as the inauguration of the emperor. It was situated on the north and south axes of the former palace, and its lighting was naturally excellent.

If these buildings were called "halls of light" or "halls of light", then this principle would also be followed underground. However, there was no light coming from beneath the ground, and most of the buildings focused on the terrain. With virtue, the mountain is its bone, suspended in the light.

This was the reason why there were always strange buildings beneath the mountain, including temples on the ancient mountains. Besides being far away from the bustling city, people's admiration towards the mountains was also one of the reasons.

The entrance to this hall is at the foot of the mountain. Following the direction that we were heading in previously, it leads to a mountain range as well.

Mountains!

Song Ping and I looked at each other and had a plan in our hearts.

Just as we were discussing on the floor, Song Ping suddenly sneezed. Old Song, who was just speaking, was stunned for a moment. In that moment of silence, he heard a crackling sound and his words caught in his throat.

Pa ji, pa ji …

The sound was getting closer and closer. The sound was getting softer and softer, like the sound of slippers kicking on the ground. However, the three of them did not relax. Old Song and Song Ping stood up abruptly.

This sound should not have come from behind the stone door, but...

Eccentric Song shouted, "Not good!" My eyes stared fixedly at the front while my eyes stared blankly at them.

What I saw through the light from the flashlight was yet another corpse puppet, only leaving behind the whites of its eyes. It wasn't as full of maggots as before, but it was even more terrifying. It wore a tattered black robe, and its two arms were exposed as if it were walking upright like a human.

"This is bad!" But this one has only seen blood! " Old Song immediately made a decision, "Do it!"

No one left him, I couldn't even stand up. Song Ping's body had already limply slid to the ground. His legs trembled like a sieve, and he looked like he was about to collapse." Zombie ahh!

"It's not a zombie!" I shouted, "Quickly run!"

Song Ping didn't pay any attention to me. Old man Song was burning with anxiety as he stepped forward, the red dots in his hand had already bounced into the mouth. Unexpectedly, the red dots fell out of his mouth and turned black on the ground.

Eccentric Song's expression changed, "There's poison!" Those were the bugs he had raised for a long time. I can imagine the pain in his heart right now.

The corpse puppet didn't attack him and only stared at me. I couldn't move, so I could only look at him carefully. I was looking at the door behind me.

I immediately dragged my injured foot towards the side of the stone wall. That corpse puppet acted as if it didn't see me and just used its foot to support the door while walking on the spot.

If it wasn't for the current situation, this scene would have made people laugh, but we didn't have any of those thoughts. We only wanted to stay far away from them. Strange … "This corpse puppet …"

I'm also someone who has seen this kind of scene before, and this scene doesn't seem to be right. Song Ping's mood plummeted as he muttered, "What's going on? That's a little overbearing." At this moment, the gentle and refined style was gone.

After all, he's a man, so his acceptance of this sort of thing isn't low. I told him about the term 'Corpse Puppet' and he was rather surprised. "So, the novel about tomb robbing is real." I thought to myself, you look too, I really can't see it.

"Why didn't you attack us?" Song Ping had already steadied himself, and he pulled me up with one foot. He supported most of my weight, thinking that if this corpse puppet reacted, we could run a bit faster.

There was a trail of bloody footprints on the ground, and the corpse puppet was still moving mechanically while facing the wall. The old man beckoned us back, almost to the edge of the cave, where we stood at opposite ends.

Eccentric Song looked down and took a deep breath, "It's indeed that one." He pointed with his finger, but it was towards the platform in the pit that was previously covered with rice.

At this moment, keng qiang sounds could still be heard from behind him. The corpse puppet was still unwittingly hitting the stone slab.

I vaguely remember that when Old Song said "I saw blood" before, he asked me, and Old Song told me:

In reality, the corpse puppet was not a fake corpse, just like a way to chase a corpse away. Corpses were corpses, they could not have consciousness, nor could they have any strength or speed. As for the meat and organs, they were not preserved for long and would basically turn into black water. To the Corpse Puppet, "Blood Seeing" was like a bug that was used to moving inside the joints of its body. From its initial discomfort to its adaptation, it had to go through a process. For example, in ancient times, when a battle dog was raised by an ancient court, from the start, the fighting spirit would always be used to cut open the stomach of the condemned prisoner, causing him to smell the smell of blood, and to learn how to bite, fight, or even fight to the death. A lion hunting a dead sheep is the best comment.

I didn't know what to feel when I heard that, but Eccentric Song snorted and said, "There are no ghosts in this world. There must be a connection between all living things. I can tell you don't want to learn... What are you doing! " He turned around and his eyes widened. The wrinkles on his face trembled.

"I'm just going to put this over. Don't worry, I'm closing the door very quickly, and this thing can't stay here forever, it's too scary. "

Song Ping pressed his hand down, and the machine beside it made two "ka ka" sounds. The Blood Corpse then walked over.

"Are you crazy!" The expression on Eccentric Song's face was mixed with fear. Let alone Song Ping, even I was a little confused. Wouldn't it be fine to close the door quietly? With such a large gap in front of us, what use would a little fog have?

The corpse puppet already walked over step by step. Song Ping's face became twisted with fear as he said with a trembling voice, "Guan …" "We can't!"

His fingers frantically pressed down on that small concave dot, but there was no reaction. Black fog slowly seeped out and slowly moved towards us.

Eccentric Song shouted, "Hold your breath!" After that, he pulled me up and ran towards the edge of the pit. Eccentric Song signaled me to cover my mouth and nose. He took out the hook and pulled me down with it.

The eight-meter tall Master Song could not hold on and was about to let go. I immediately grabbed the rope with my free hand, unable to use any strength in my legs, and with Master Song beside me, my entire body tilted to the side. This made me feel even more out of control, and my hands felt a scorching numbness. It was unknown if Song Ping did not see the rope, but he was sent flying from the side. He drew an arc and landed at the bottom of the pit.

Song Ping fell to the ground on his side, half of his body probably hurting crazily. The black mist slowly floated to the top of my head and I immediately took a deep breath. Old Song had already climbed down the rope and I quickly pulled on it as well.

The black fog above his head was not thick, but it was not as if there was no need to be afraid of it. Song Ping laid there lifelessly. Old Song came to the bottom of the pit and helped him up.

I was stunned for a moment before I immediately accelerated. I saw Eccentric Song run to the right before suddenly disappearing from sight.

My heart skipped a beat and I sped up.