Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Chapter 120 Ancient stone sculptures hunt undead insects!

"Big demon?"

"Toad fishing for monsters?"

These words were like a thunderbolt that struck several people's hearts.

Rao was the first red girl to arrive here, and she also looked confused.

Her attention was completely attracted by the cave that breathed out strange mist. She never thought that there was a big demon in the cave.

I noticed something strange about a few people.

Chen Yulou did not waste any time and waved to them.

Then he held a wind lantern and walked straight down the stone bridge formed by fossil trees.

Seeing this, Partridge Whistle dared not delay and handed the toad in his hand to a clerk behind him.

He gestured to Hua Ling with his eyes again.

Let her stay here first.

It was such a weird place, and the water was full of naked female corpses.

For a little girl like her.

Staying and waiting is the best option.

Miss Hong hesitated for a moment, but decided to stay with her.

Besides, if they all leave, if things change again, she can still handle it if she stays.

In the flickering lights.

There were only four people, Chen Yulou, Kunlun, Partridge Shao and the old foreigner.

Quickly walk between the stone bridges by the light of the fire.

A few minutes later, the group of people arrived at the entrance of the cave.

If you listen carefully, you can even hear the dull thunderous breathing.

"Really..."

Partridge Whistle's face darkened slightly.

When Chen Yulou talked about the big demon just now, he specially sensed it with Qi.

But found nothing.

But there was always some doubt in my heart.

But at this moment, the sound of breathing was endless, and he could not imagine what kind of amazing monster was dormant in the cave to make such a terrifying noise.

It's not just him.

Kunlun and the old foreigner obviously noticed it.

The two of them subconsciously held the halberd and the long bow, and stared down at them, their expressions full of vigilance.

"This way."

But Chen Yulou just pointed to the left side.

While talking.

The wind lantern in his hand was also raised forward.

The fire dispelled the darkness, and the three of them saw... a cliff standing in front of them.

Staying in a damp and cold environment for too long.

The stone wall looked like it had been soaked in ink.

Even when the light shines on it, it only reflects a black glaze-like color.

"Stone platform?"

Wait for your eyes to follow the lights and circle to the left.

The corners of the three people's eyes twitched again.

Between the deep cliffs, someone had clearly carved out a stone platform.

One can still vaguely see reliefs one after another, with complex compositions. Just taking a glance at them, there is an aura of ancient wilderness rushing towards your face.

I saw several people’s eyes light up.

Chen Yulou did not waste any time, jumped up and landed on the stone platform.

"Come and see."

The three of them did not hesitate.

The stone platform was about two or three meters square, and it could easily accommodate a few of them without feeling crowded at all.

However, no one paid any attention to this.

My mind is drawn to those ancient reliefs.

The first thing that caught his eye was a tall figure.

He is tall, with a dark face and upright hair. He holds a skull in his mouth and looks majestic.

"Isn't this the mountain god from the previous temple?"

The old foreigner frowned and almost blurted out.

Previously, in the mountain temple in the valley, there was such a clay statue enshrined on the shrine.

There is no skull except in the mouth.

The rest of the details are almost identical.

"That's it."

Chen Yulou nodded and affirmed.

The voice just fell.

The suspicious voice of a partridge whistle came from the side.

"It's still not right, Brother Chen... Look at the weathering of this relief, it's at least three to four thousand years old. King Xian was born in the era of Emperor Wu, so it's only two thousand years at most. The time doesn't seem to match."

As the leader of this generation.

Partridge Whistle has seen no less antique artifacts than he has.

Although he is focused on searching for pearls, his eyesight is many times better than that of those court servants in antique shops.

His fingers lightly touched the relief marks.

You can determine the approximate era.

I dare not say three thousand or four thousand years, but at least it is a relic of the Spring and Autumn Period.

In the middle, there are the Warring States and Pre-Qin.

The time span is too big.

"Brother Taoist, have you ever thought...maybe King Xian is the one who takes over the magpie's nest?"

boom!

A short sentence.

But it was like an enlightenment.

Partridge Whistle was stunned in place.

"You mean, this stone platform is not owned by King Xian at all, but is a more ancient existence?"

"Most likely."

Chen Yulou nodded.

"Brother Dao, do you still remember the inscription on the Zhenling genealogy? When there was a dispute in ancient Dian, King Xian took away a group of people who were loyal to him and came to Zhelong Mountain."

"As for the larger ones, ten thousand people came with him."

"But the construction of this large mausoleum required more than 100,000 civilians. Brother Dao has never thought about where these extra people came from."

Chen Yulou had a sneer in his eyes.

There was a chilling atmosphere in his words.

"Captives, slaves..."

A partridge whistle will clear the air.

In ancient times, to build mausoleums, in addition to recruiting civilians, most of the others were either prisoners of war or slaves.

The ancient Dian Kingdom was originally a small country.

At the same time as him, there was the ancient Mengmao Kingdom in southern Yunnan.

But the geographical distance is too far.

Therefore, there is only one possibility left. The slaves who participated in the construction of King Xian's tomb at that time were the Yi people who had lived here for generations.

But it was defeated by King Xian.

He had no choice but to become a prisoner.

If this is the case, then the altar here was left by the ancestors of the Yi people.

"I see……"

Partridge Whistle's thoughts were racing, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

On the contrary, Kunlun and the old foreigners, because they had never seen the Zhenling Pu inscription, felt as if they were listening to a book from heaven.

"Look again to see if there are any other reliefs."

Hearing this, several people looked down again.

It's just that the reliefs on several sides are badly worn and extremely disordered, making it difficult to tell the order.

"Shopkeeper, this way."

Kunlun was still sharp-eyed. When the euphorbia in his hand passed through the dust accumulated on the stone platform, he discovered another relief.

Seeing this, several people took action together.

Clear away heavy sand and gravel soil.

Soon, a picture scroll with a very different style appeared in front of everyone.

I saw a group of bare-chested natives with feathers on their heads, taking a small boat, crossing the big lake, and appearing under the cliff all the way.

Seeing this, several people suddenly understood.

What is happening in the relief is exactly what is happening beneath them.

"Keep watching..."

Chen Yulou held the wind lantern and walked to the left.

soon.

A barbarian wearing a horned helmet appeared.

I saw him standing on the stone platform.

Judging from his attire, he should be a leader or a priest.

He commanded the natives in the water to hunt the toads in the lake, tied them with ropes, and threw them in the cabin.

Not long after.

The group of people took a boat and arrived at the entrance of the cave.

It was different from what they saw now.

Black smoke was billowing out of the cave.

"black?"

"Shouldn't it be Red Mist?"

Kunlun looked surprised. When he crossed the stone bridge just now, the red mist that rose up made him feel like blood was flowing in the air.

"Maybe the paint faded and the color disappeared."

Chen Yulou was not too surprised by this.

Antiquities from thousands of years ago.

That is, hidden in this underground cave.

If it were placed in the outside world, even the traces would have been erased long ago. "They're also fishing for monsters!"

Wait until the next stone carving is cleared.

The situation described in the picture makes people feel shocked.

Under the orders of the priest, the natives used long bamboo poles to carry the hunted toads and carefully went deep into the cave.

"It's not like fishing for monsters...but I want to hold a mysterious sacrifice!"

Partridge Whistle shook his head.

Point to the next picture.

After an unknown amount of time, the bamboo pole that went deep into the cave was dragged back, but the toad that was still alive and kicking a moment ago has now become like the dead roots of an old tree.

A pair of eyes stared out, almost falling out.

Lifeless, with a dead look on his face.

"Could it be that...the people living in the cave are the mountain gods worshiped by the Yi people?"

The old foreigner deserves to have followed the Partridge Whistle all over the country for many years.

Although he talks little, almost every sentence hits the point.

At this moment, when his guess came out, Partridge Whistle's deep eyes couldn't help but light up.

"It's really possible!"

Taking a deep breath, Partridge Whistle subconsciously looked at Chen Yulou.

"If that's the case, Brother Chen, couldn't the sound we heard just now come from the mountain god?"

Legend has it that Lu Dongbin attained enlightenment and became an immortal, so he arose and wrote a poem.

It only mentions that "the eight hundred autumns of the year of Dedao" are mentioned.

The six-winged centipede in Pingshan has lived for six to seven hundred years, which is incredible to them.

If that's really the case.

So what kind of old demon should the mountain god in this cave be?

King Xian is asking for a damn fairy, but the ready-made fairy is right here.

Kunlun and the old foreigner had obviously thought of this, but at this moment they were so shocked that they didn't dare to say anything nonsense.

Three or four thousand years.

How could this happen?

Eternal life and immortality are nothing more than that, right?

If a person can live for a hundred years in this world, he is considered auspicious and an immortal among people.

"Scared?"

Chen Yulou glanced at the three of them and smiled.

"It's not that I'm afraid, this...Brother Chen, if it's really the mountain god, wouldn't we be killing the god?"

Partridge Whistle shook his head.

"Isn't it just right to kill a god? If you want to achieve great things, it doesn't matter whether he is a god or a demon."

Chen Yulou smiled.

It was more like talking to myself.

Different from the three people in front of them, they practiced Taoism, but they themselves followed the path of immortality.

To put it bluntly, in the world of ghosts blowing lanterns, no one who seeks immortality seems to have a good end.

Xian Wang, Feng Shigu...

It even includes Qin Shihuang, Emperor Wu of Han and Huang Pizi.

The Pingshan ruins can be traced back to the pre-Qin Dynasty.

Send alchemists into the mountains to bake the elixir of immortality.

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty heard that the ancient Dian country had phoenix guts that could make people immortal and immortal, so he sent people to ask for it.

As for that yellow-skinned boy.

He desperately wants to become a demon fairy.

It's a pity... no one can do it.

All turned into withered bones in the barren graves.

Although he has practiced the Qingmu Longevity Technique, it is equally difficult to take that step.

"This……"

Even if Chen Yulou said these words to himself.

But it still clearly fell into the ears of the three people.

Including the partridge whistle, everyone's expressions changed.

"Today I know Brother Chen's ambition."

"Yang admires it!"

After a long time, Partridge Whistle sighed secretly, cupped his fists and expressed admiration.

Because even he never thought that this person would be so determined in seeking immortality.

And his original intention from the beginning of practicing Taoism was to get rid of the ghost curse in his body.

Didn't think much about it other than that.

"That Taoist brother?"

Chen Yulou also came to his senses.

He glanced at them with a smile.

"Since it's Brother Chen's order, even if it's a sea of ​​swords and fire, Yang is willing to go through it."

Partridge Whistle gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

He just finished speaking.

Kunlun and the old foreigner on the side also nodded heavily.

See this.

Chen Yulou couldn't help but feel relieved.

The scene in the stone carving has ended here.

Since those barbarians thousands of years ago could use toads to sacrifice undead insects.

If you use it to catch it today, it shouldn't be a big problem.

"In that case, let's not waste time and go back to the stone bridge to prepare."

"it is good!"

The group quickly turned back.

I briefly talked about the situation in the cave with the guy on the stone bridge.

However, the paragraph about the mountain god is deliberately vague.

He just said he wanted to hunt monsters.

After all, these days, people don't feel much about corpses. After all, they are eating the food of the dead, but the gods, ghosts and ghosts are afraid from the bottom of their hearts.

Hearing this, the thieves didn't have the slightest objection or hesitation.

On the contrary, everyone was extremely excited.

After all, the scene of killing a python and dividing its meat in the lake a few days ago is still vivid in my mind.

This mother-in-law Yunnan and his party have come to the right place.

It's a pleasure to follow the shopkeeper.

If we stay in the mountains, we will never see those legendary mountain spirits and water monsters in our lifetime.

Not to mention hunting the big monster.

The group of people cleaned their guns and sharpened their knives, waiting to fish out the big monster from the cave and kill it.

Maybe you can even taste monster meat.

To be on the safe side, Kunlun and the old foreigner made a special trip to the lake and caught three or four toads.

Wait until everything is ready.

The stone bridge has been hung with wind lanterns, illuminating the surrounding area as brightly as daylight, and also reflecting the excited and unspeakable faces.

soon.

A bamboo raft floated slowly across the lake.

Kunlun stood at the front of the row holding a pennie in his hand, his face was calm, and his eyes could not hide the murderous look.

A calf-like toad hung on Penny's head.

It seemed to be aware of its fate.

His mouth was open, his expression looking extremely frightened.

It was struggling desperately in mid-air, but unfortunately, in order to prevent it from escaping, its whole body had already been tied into a rice dumpling.

Wait until the bamboo raft is close to the entrance of the cave.

Kunlun looked back at Chen Yulou, who nodded silently.

Sensing the shopkeeper's thoughts, he no longer hesitated, raised the penny with both hands, and stretched the toad into the hole bit by bit.

See this scene.

Everyone on the stone bridge subconsciously opened their eyes and did not even dare to breathe loudly, for fear of missing any scene and fear of alarming the big monster in the cave.

wow-

Only for a moment.

In the cave, which was originally quite quiet.

It was like a landslide.

The rumbling movement continued.

"coming……"

"Kunlun, hold on!"

Although the weird red mist can isolate spiritual consciousness to a certain extent.

But Chen Yulou has amazing ears.

It was immediately clear that the undead insect in the cave was obviously awakened by the toad's breath.

"Pull back!"

Ordered word for word.

Kunlun was also a ruthless man, with no trace of fear on his face.

Even as the thundering sound got closer and closer.

Not long after.

The sound turned into a clang of iron armor, mixed with a burst of heavy breathing.

It seemed as if... there was a snake, python or elephant covered in armor, charging desperately from the cave.

The red mist at the entrance of the cave became thicker and thicker with the sound.

Light and dark flicker.

"Kunlun, come up!"

Until the sound of the crisscrossing iron armor reached its peak.

Chen Yulou swung the sky-piercing rope in his hand, and Kunlun didn't hesitate, dropped the pennant, grabbed the hook rope with his backhand, and jumped up.

boom!

Almost at the moment he left the bamboo raft.

A ferocious giant face with a golden mask surged out of the red mist!

(End of this chapter)