Chapter 3 Chapter 3 The Thousand Year Nightmare

Zhang Juwa uncovered the golden cover of the Khitan female corpse, frightening the haggard-faced shaman. He dodged and hid by the side of the tomb, and then the person suddenly disappeared. I didn't see Zhang Juwa until I took out the flashlight and shone it on the wall. The upper half of his body was trapped in the mural, and the remaining two legs were still kicking vigorously, as if the person in the mural was moving, grabbing Zhang Juwa and dragging him into the mural. This series of changes all happened in a very short period of time. , I didn't even have time to think about what happened, and the horror in my heart was even more indescribable.

I watched the people in the murals move, but before the Liao Dynasty tomb was dug up, it had been buried underground for a thousand years, and there had been no wind for so long. There should be no living things in the tomb, unless it was in an ancient tomb. The murals on the wall are haunting, so how is it possible? When I was trembling in my heart, I couldn't hold the flashlight steadily. I saw Zhang Juwa sinking deeper and deeper into the mural in the swaying light beam. Both Sonia and I wanted to save people, so we didn't care about being afraid, so we dropped the shotgun, lantern and Snakeskin pockets hugged one of Zhang Juwa's legs and pulled them out desperately.

We gritted our teeth and tried our best to finally pull half of Zhang Juwa's body out of the mural. We saw that the man was covered in blood, the skin on his face was gone, and his face could not be distinguished. He could not be said to be dead or alive. More bad luck than good luck.If half a person is stuck in the wall, there must be a hole in the wall of the tomb. However, the murals on the wall are still bright and intact, but a large piece is raised. The beam of the flashlight can shine on one of the murals. The palace maid, under the trance light and shadow, the palace maid's face is protruding from the mural.

Sonnie and I were taken aback. Is this the person in the mural coming out?No matter how courageous we were, we didn't dare to stop to see what happened. We hurriedly dragged Zhang Juwa back like a dead dog. In panic, we forgot that there were three mummified corpses behind us. I tripped over and couldn't help but He fell backwards, his head hit a hard object heavily, and his eyes went black for a while. When I fell, I fell on the capricorn fish bed. The hard object under my head was a beast-shaped stone pillow, almost face to face with the corpse of a Khitan woman who had been lying on her side for thousands of years. I couldn't move my fingers, as if I was caught in a nightmare, my consciousness was trapped in the mural behind the female corpse, and I forgot that I was in the ancient tomb of the Liao Kingdom. I thought it would be a fortune, and the land master Sonier and I spent half our lives looking for golden veins in the mountains, but I’m afraid we couldn’t compare to this golden figurine. Just as we were about to reach out to touch it, the chains wrapped around the coffin broke suddenly, and the golden nanmu coffin opened. The jade coffin inside was exposed, and a man with disheveled hair pushed open the jade coffin and crawled out from the inside. The man's mouth was bloody, his limbs were stiff, his face was covered with long hair, and his whole body was stained with blood. In the blink of an eye, I was in front of me, and I was so horrified that my throat seemed to be blocked and I couldn't make a sound. I wanted to escape but couldn't move my legs, so I had to close my eyes and wait for death.

Suddenly, someone pulled me up from the corpse bed, I opened my eyes suddenly, panting heavily, the cold sweat dripped from my body, and then I saw that it was Soni who pulled me up, the mural behind the corpse of the Khitan woman did not appear. There is no change, just like the feeling just now, but after the head hit the animal-shaped stone pillow, the consciousness was seized by the nightmare at that moment. The shaman goddess Mang Gu had a nightmare that she would never forget until she died. Thousands of years later, I had the same dream in this gloomy ancient cemetery palace. Although it was short-lived, the terrifying scene was enough for me to remember for a lifetime. I don't know why I would repeat what my predecessors did At that time, I couldn't figure out what happened. I thought it might be the Khitan female corpse, and we ran into an evil spirit in the ancient tomb. I didn't expect the thousand-year nightmare of the shaman goddess to haunt me forever.

At that time, I was dragged by Sonier, and I woke up suddenly from the nightmare. My arms and legs seemed to be filled with black vinegar. Lying sprawled on all fours, life and death are unknown. In the mural on the side of the tomb chamber, the outline of a court lady is protruding, as if the wall is moving. I said to Sonier: "I don't care, let's run away!" Before I finished speaking, a piece of dust suddenly fell on the top of my head. When I looked up, I saw a few sack-like objects moving in the high place, and I couldn't see clearly. What is it, but the brightly colored murals in the ancient tombs are all painted on them. For some reason, they come alive at this time and break free from the murals, leaving holes one by one. The tomb seal is intact, and there was no wind before we dug the tomb passage. Could it be that there are ghosts and ghosts in the thousands of years of murals?

In such a daze, a piece of wall-like thing fell in front of us. This thing has a flat body, soft and boneless, with a big head and narrow tail, shaped like a lute. I only have a flashlight in my hand, and it is difficult to deal with it with empty fists. , grabbed the mountain pick that Zhang Juwa had thrown on the ground, and swept across it fiercely, but it seemed to hit a broken sack. The thing was covered with wall skin, and suddenly bit the pick. snatch. At this time, Sonia picked up the shotgun, aimed at the broken sack-like thing, and squeezed the trigger. The sound of the shotgun bombardment was deafening in the depths of the grave. The thing was overturned by the shotgun. I felt my hand loosen. I snatched back the pickaxe, and saw that the pickaxe was covered with putrid pus, the pickaxe was corroded, half of the pickaxe was melted away, and the wooden handle could no longer be connected. I took a deep breath and hid in the murals of the ancient tomb for thousands of years Where is the undead monster that can spit out acid-like aqua regia?

Sonnie exclaimed in surprise, "Look...it looks like a lute snake!" I remembered hearing the land master say this. According to legend, in old age, there was a pipa snake in the primeval forests and wilderness of the Northeast. It was not so much like a pipa, but more like a surprisingly large toad seedling. After death, it turned into a dry mushroom in the ground. It is said that this thing is the same body from generation to generation. The back body is attached to the body of the predecessor, and it lives in the presence of yang energy. The birth process is similar to reptile hibernation, and it feels the warmer weather and revives. Khitan Xianbei and other ethnic groups regard it as a snake. , because it has been extinct for a long time, so no one can tell whether this thing is a snake or not. This name is just a name passed down by hunters in the mountains, and some people say it is a chafly.

Hearing what Sonier said at this moment, I realized that the thing in the Khitan ancient tomb might be a lute snake. Maybe the Khitan people nailed the mummy of the lute snake to the wall of the tomb, painted it with white ash, and painted murals. The catacombs are dark and cold. If a tomb thief breaks into the underground palace, lighting a candle and adding the heat of the tomb thief's breath will be enough to make the lute snake in the mural come alive and eat the tomb robbers who disturbed the Khitan female corpse's long sleep one by one. The second old Taoist asked us to leave within a stick of incense. Obviously, he knew that there was a snake in the Khitan ancient tomb, but he was worried that we would not dare to come in to rob the tomb for treasure, so he deliberately concealed it.

The traces in the old ditch of Kang Yanzi Mountain were probably left by the pipa snake. The rumors that there were earth ghosts eating people in the old ditch came from this. It's important to get out. The pipa snakes in the ancient tomb murals crawled out one after another. The front end of this thing is like an open sack, and it can swallow things much larger than it in one gulp. Sonnier has an old-fashioned shotgun in his hand. Holding half a pickaxe handle, it is absolutely difficult to fight against it. Fortunately, most of the snakes have just crawled out of the murals, and their movements are not yet flexible, so we still have a chance to escape.

Zhang Juwa bumped into the mural earlier, and let the pipa snake in the wall swallow half of it with its mouth open, and was dragged out by Sonia and me again, the upper body was bloody and bloody. When we wanted to escape, we heard him snort, which shows that there is still life Son, I couldn't bear to throw him in the ancient tomb to be eaten alive by the pipa snake, so I immediately dragged Zhang Juwa's thigh with Suonier and ran out, the snakeskin bag containing the treasure of the underworld was too late to pick it up. I kicked the lantern on the ground, and the lamp oil flowed out, and the ground burst into flames. I dragged Zhang Juwa backwards, and took the opportunity to escape into the tomb. At this time, the lute snakes buried in the murals broke free one after another. In a dustpan-shaped depression at the foot of Kangyan Mountain, the top is covered with silt and water plants, and the bottom is a mound. The tomb is dug in the mound, and the four walls are supported by bricks and pillars. Large and small holes, the mud and water outside the mound poured into the ancient tomb immediately, and there was also an unfathomable swamp under the ancient tomb. In the mound half submerged in the silt, a large amount of sand was suddenly poured into the mound, and immediately poured into the deep swamp. sink. Sonier and I looked at each other blankly, never thought that today we would be trapped in the depths of the swamp with the corpse of a Khitan woman in the ancient tomb, I am afraid that in another thousand years, there will be little chance of seeing the sun again. The ancient tomb in the mound poured into the muddy water and sank to the depths of the big lake. At first, the sinking trend was slow. We were eager to survive, dragging the half-dead Zhang Juwa to flee desperately, throwing away everything that could be thrown in our hands, and ran to the The entrance of the cemetery. The second old Taoist waited anxiously, entered the tomb and was looking inside. He saw that we were only dragging the bloody Zhang Juwa, but the snakeskin bag was not there, so he knew what happened. He picked up the torch and wanted to walk into the tomb passage. He may not know what happened in the ancient tomb. He thought that everything is afraid of fire. He took the torch to chase away the strange snake, grabbed two treasures and came out again. He could never enter the treasure mountain and return empty-handed. , together with this greed, he had long forgotten the oath made by his patriarch, but he saw that the situation was wrong, so he stood there hesitantly. Sonier and I fled here with Zhang Juwa. We were so exhausted that we were gasping for breath. We were still in shock and couldn’t speak. Before we could tell Er Lao Dao, the second half of the tomb suddenly collapsed, and the whole thing was buried in mud. Stopped, Er Laodao stood in the back, stretched his head to look in there, and found that it was too late for the tomb passage to collapse. I watched him let the mud and rocks be buried in the tomb of Liao. "It's a bit soily." Sonier and I lifted Zhang Juwa up to the robbery cave with all our strength, and when we turned our heads and saw the Erlaodao being buried alive, we felt a chill in our hearts, but the place where we stood was almost knee-deep in mud, so we had to crawl out of the tomb, listening to the west wind Sobbing, seeing the yellow grass in the sky and the white clouds in the sky, those thrilling things seemed to have never happened before, only the bubbling and bubbling in the swamp, that was the sound of the ancient tomb sinking into the depths of the swamp, and it disappeared after a while At the bottom of the mountain, there is only half of the tomb passage filled with silt. After these incidents, I know that what the blind old man said is true, the greedy desire to steal treasures from the tomb will surely kill people, and the second old Taoist is also a tomb robber with some means, but because of a single thought, we will never recover, and we almost lost our lives. The skin and flesh on Zhang Juwa's face were gone, and she was drowsy and unconscious. Luckily, Suonier found some Bodhisattva grass, wrapped Zhang Juwa's wound and poured medicinal soup, and survived by hanging. He walked out step by step, and on the way halfway, the wind and snow hit people's faces, and within a short while, the sky was all white. Since ancient times, "there is snow in June in Hudi", this is true, we have no protection against the cold. Before the weather became bad, he finally walked out of the sea of ​​grass that cannibalize people, and sent Zhang Juwa to a village in Nuomin River to raise him.I left all the money given by Er Lao Dao and the gold-plated copper bumps I dug from the tomb door to Zhang Juwa, and then I found a place to burn some paper money for Er Lao Dao to save this old thief. After returning to the forest farm, Sonier did not dare to hide it from her grandfather. The land master found out about the tomb robbery in Laogou. Take it on my own head, but I am also afraid of the stubborn temper of the land master, so I have to go home first, and I want to wait until the old man’s anger subsides. The return train departs from a small station near the forest farm to bid farewell to Soni who came to see him off Son, I was sitting alone in the carriage feeling lost. I was so bored. I passed the time by flipping through an old book in hand. Dragon fortune-telling and dream interpretation, Er Lao Dao was buried alive in the ancient tomb of Kangyan Mountain, but his ancestral yin and yang treasure book was still outside. I found it when I was looking for matches in his backpack. I wanted to take it back to the blind old man. , I didn’t take a closer look before, and I had the opportunity to read it while sitting on the train. I first looked at the so-called Feng Shui situation, which is not much different from what the old man said, but it looks easier with more diagrams Comprehension, when I turned to the part of Taoist dream interpretation, I immediately thought of the murals in the ancient tomb of Laogou. I read the secrets of Taoist dream interpretation several times on the train, but there is no solution to the nightmare that the shaman Goddess Manggu had a thousand years ago in the mural. The tomb robbery in Laogou was really unlucky. When I think about it afterwards, I have to blame myself for being reckless and reckless, but if you dare to do it, you have to be brave. There is nothing to complain about, and you think that the matter is over. How can you know that this thousand-year nightmare has just begun? , more unbelievable things are yet to come.