fifth form

Chapter 2323 Zuo Luo shows his true form

The tombs of founding kings are mostly simple, and the burial objects are very limited.

The tombs of the last emperors are mostly in ruins, and there are even some last emperors who lack a place to be buried.

Luo Zhong’s imperial mausoleum was as barren as ever. If Luo Zhong had not built it in advance, it would have been difficult for the other party to even form a tomb.

Winding down along the tomb passage, it will take a few minutes to reach the main tomb chamber of Emperor Luo Zhong's Mausoleum.

"Commissioner Zhang really has a unique talent for imperial tombs!"

Jin Shixue originally wanted to lead the way, but he didn't know that Zhang Xuezhou was very familiar with the tomb of Emperor Luo Zhong and went straight into the tomb chamber without any awkwardness.

If Zhang Xuezhou had not led him in and out of the Luowu Emperor's Mausoleum before, he would really have doubted whether Zhang Xuezhou often entered and exited this imperial mausoleum and whether he was involved in theft.

"You'll get used to places like this if you walk around more often," Zhang Xuezhou replied simply.

"Walk more?"

There are also difficult questions about Jin history.

But Zhang Xuezhou obviously did not respond. Instead, he turned the searchlight in his hand to the highest brightness and continued to look around the mausoleum.

There is no light in the mausoleum, and it is difficult for sunlight to enter. No matter when you enter, it is always pitch black.

It was not much different from Zhang Xuezhou's previous experience in the tomb of Emperor Luo Zhong. Everything here had hardly changed, except for the more messy shoe prints on the dusty ground. There were not many other changes.

"There is nothing in here, not to mention living people, not even a corpse can be found," Jin Shixue said enthusiastically.

"There are still corpses!"

Zhang Xuezhou explored the ground and kept comparing it with Luo Yan's Imperial Mausoleum, trying to find out why Zuo Jin and others paid more attention to this imperial mausoleum.

Investigating the missing three people was just a coincidence for him, and it could also serve as some kind of clue. Zhang Xuezhou's main target has always been Zuo Jin, Zuo Luo and Huang Daoxian.

"It's a pity that I don't have advanced earth escape techniques!"

Zhang Xuezhou finally felt that Luo Zhong’s imperial tomb needed to be excavated and renovated before the secrets hidden underground could be uncovered.

He replied to Jin Shixue and looked at the only corpse in Emperor Luo Zhong's tomb.

Having turned over this slightly tattered imperial coffin before, Zhang Xuezhou saw nothing unusual about it and had no intention of turning it over again.

He raised the searchlight to illuminate the area, and saw the gray and white clothes in the imperial coffin through the gaps in the coffin, and the white bones without a head were still there.

"I don't know where his Majesty's head went. The head and neck have been separated for decades, and there is still no news of the head!"

Zhang Xuezhou observed through the gap in the imperial coffin, and Jin Shixue also tilted his head and checked the bones inside the imperial coffin.

It is naturally impossible for three people to be hidden in an imperial coffin containing corpses, and Jin Shixue did not expect to discover anything through this kind of inspection, but he was willing to learn from Zhang Xuezhou. He would do whatever Zhang Xuezhou did. Jin Shixue hoped that he could improve his ability in archaeological tombs by following him and learning from him.

He recited a sentence as usual.

Zhang Xuezhou's response was unclear, and Jin Shixue didn't care.

He was wearing the leather jacket that Zhang Xuezhou had given him, and he adjusted his slightly dim sunglasses.

When he raised his eyes again, he saw that the lid of Emperor Luo Zhong's coffin had been opened at some point, and another headless body sat up and faced him.

This situation made Jin Shixue feel uneasy. He turned around to ask Zhang Xuezhou, but his body was as hard as iron and he had no strength to turn around.

Everything seemed just like when he entered the tomb of Emperor Luo Wu. Jin Shixue found himself trapped in it and unable to extricate himself.

At this moment, he seemed to have entered into some kind of hallucination again, and this hallucination was a fatal hallucination. Even though Jin Shixue still had residual influence, his body had never recovered.

Although he seemed to have the strength of the fifth sequence, Jin Shixue had never seen such a strange situation before, and he was not able to deal with it, even when he encountered it for the second time.

"What a joke! How could I have been hit with such bad luck so often?"

"Commissioner Zhang, save me!"

A thought flashed through Jin Shixue's mind, and then he quickly chose the most effective way to ask for help.

But Jin Shixue found that the thoughts in his mind were normal, but when he shouted with his mouth it was like a body that was difficult to twist. He was clearly shouting, but he could not hear any sound with his ears.

Everything seemed like he was having a nightmare, and he was powerless to break free from it. He could only allow himself to be affected physically and even corroded by unknown factors.

"Something is wrong. If Commissioner Zhang knew nothing about the Luo Li Emperor's Mausoleum, why did he still wear a leather jacket and sunglasses during his hasty exploration?"

"I think I just pushed the sunshade mirror to check the emperor's coffin, which is why I encountered this situation!"

……

While in the tomb of Emperor Luo Wu, Jin Shixue had a hard time struggling with what he saw and lacked his own thoughts.

This time, he struggled powerlessly, but his thoughts were not restricted.

Except for the sudden rise of the corpse in the imperial coffin, he felt that he was still in a normal state. "Commissioner Zhang, Commissioner Zhang..."

Jin Shixue didn't care whether it was useful or not, he kept shouting, hoping to be pulled out of this strange situation.

What he experienced was extremely strange, but everything Zhang Xuezhou perceived was normal.

"Jin Shixue, gone?"

It was not until Zhang Xuezhou was about to leave the mausoleum that he saw Jin Shixue still half-bent over looking at Luo Zhong's imperial coffin, and Zhang Xuezhou realized something was wrong.

"Kim's history?"

Zhang Xuezhou called out again, and he gestured, and a young helper who followed him in came forward and pulled Jin Shixue.

After Jin Shixue's body shook slightly, the helper continued to pull, and the whole person remained motionless.

"What's causing this?"

Zhang Xuezhou shouted.

He looked at the imperial coffin several meters away, took a deep breath, and then moved closer and pushed hard.

The rotten and dilapidated imperial coffin did not seem heavy, especially since Luo Zhong's imperial coffin had been opened before. Most of it was pushed open by Zhang Xuezhou.

When he shone the searchlight into the emperor's coffin, he saw Luo Zhong's dry bones turning over and a faint purple light rising like steam.

"Demons and monsters!"

There was horror in Zhang Xuezhou's eyes, but he reacted quickly.

As he exhaled and shouted, he pointed at the corpse, and the deterrent power of the crisis response was instantly released.

A slight piercing sound was heard, and Zhang Xuezhou felt as if he had hit something.

He only saw Luo Zhong's corpse swaying and unable to sit still, and there were whispers coming from the corpse.

"help me!"

"help me!"

"help me!"

……

The continuous calls and subtle mental turmoil constantly express the content of the language.

This voice sounded unfamiliar to Zhang Xuezhou, but it was mixed with a tone that was familiar to him.

"Zora?"

"Save me! You are the only one I can draw here, my child!"

Zhang Xuezhou asked, and then spoke in a slightly familiar tone.

"How can I save you?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"Come closer to me, lower your head, and I will explain it to you clearly!"

A low mumbling sound was heard, Zhang Xuezhou looked at the corpse and lowered his head.

There seemed to be a sharp sound, and a sound like broken bones came from Luo Zhong's corpse. When Zhang Xuezhou was a little surprised, he heard the voice falling into a desperate low muttering.

"Why are you the bad seed?"

The sound of low curses came from Luo Zhong's corpse, and countless vines emerged from the chest of the corpse and wrapped around Zhang Xuezhou.

"This isn't my fate!"

Three entangled heads emerged from the vines, looking at Zhang Xuezhou with white eyes, and then they all opened their mouths in despair and pounced on him with their mouths full of bloody teeth.

"What do you want to do to Zuo Teng? Do you want to devour his body?"

In Luo Zhong's corpse, Zuo Luo's ugly appearance was fully revealed and was also completely identified by Zhang Xuezhou.

Being intimidated and suppressed by Zhang Xuezhou, Zuo Luo emerged as a vine plant and pounced on Zhang Xuezhou with his fangs and claws bared.

But when they touched Zhang Xuezhou, these vines and heads seemed to be struck by lightning. They kept falling down while trembling, and finally lay on Luo Zhong's corpse like dead snakes, twisting back and forth, and the accumulated vines continued to overflow from the imperial coffin.

Just as Zhang Xuezhou had thought before, there was indeed a big problem with Zuo Luo.

"Isn't this your fate? Did you suffer bad luck and end up like this?"

He recalled what Zuo Luo said during his brief outburst, and thought about Zuo Luo's situation, and felt that things were so absurd that they were hard to imagine.

Zuo Luo, a descendant of the Huang Daoxian lineage who was good at magic, was actually defeated by magic.