Tomb Bride: A Millennium Immortal Jade Face Beauty

The cabins are all made of local materials. They are made of thousand-year-old pines and cypresses in Changbai Mountain. After so many years of wind and rain, they are still extremely strong. I tried to push the door several times, but the door couldn't move.

"Get out of the way, I'm coming!" The mouse rubbed its fists and spat a few times, telling us to move away from the door. The door was completely destroyed.

There was a musty smell in the room, which we were used to, and it was refreshing compared with the gloomy rot in the ancient tomb.There are spiders and dust all over the house.This small wooden house is not too big, with an area of ​​more than 100 square meters. It is a suite with an inner and outer room, but the frame is very high, and the door frame is about three meters high.

I tried to think about it, if there is such a creature as the mountain ghost, then according to the entrance prepared for him, he should be at least [-] meters tall, [-] feet wide and [-] centimeters wide. It seems that if the mountain ghost really exists, its size I'm afraid it's about the same as a man-bear.

Although the house has been empty for at least 100 years, the ground of the outer house is still covered with blood, and everyone frowned. Could it be that such a cruel creature really existed in the previous dynasty?

However, we did not see a corpse in the outer room, but from the distribution of the bloodstains on the ground, the bloodstains were all left when the corpse was dragged from the inner room.There is also a door. There is a big iron chain hanging on this door. The lock is too old and has been completely rusted to death. An iron chain is tied to it. There is no gap between the iron chain and the lock. It's all rust.

Meihui sniffed it and told us that the locked room smelled of rotting corpses, but the smell was not strong. There were corpses inside, probably at least 100 years old.

I gave Nalanhong a wink, and among the crowd, only Nalanhong was holding a heavy weapon.The gold silk coiled dragon stick is extremely heavy, and this rusty iron chain is naturally no problem.As soon as it rolled down, the iron chain and chain were smashed to pieces, and the door cracked a crack with a creak.Immediately, the purgatory in the house appeared before everyone's eyes. Even though Nan Haiyue and Mei Hui had experienced so many storms, their bodies trembled and they covered their mouths.

Inside the house, there are piles of white bones all over the place, each of them has no head, and everyone has been dealing with the shadows of ancient tombs all year round. When you look around, you can tell that these are women's bones, and they are all young .All the skeletons were lying forward, and the two front hands were grabbing towards our house. The wound between the cervical spine and the skull was very neat. It should have been cut by a sharp knife, and the head fell off instantly.

"They were still alive when their heads were cut off, so they all tried to climb out of the house." Even Nalan Hong couldn't bear it, and let out a foul breath.

Meihui swallowed, covered her neck with her two small hands and hid behind me.

"That is to say, the heads of these girls were all chopped off and taken out, and the blood stains outside are witnesses!" I analyzed.

Haiyue also didn't want to touch these skeletons with her hands, for fear of being poisonous, she held the Emei spines and pulled the bones a few times. After checking, she found no other abnormalities, and asked, "Why do we have to take their heads? An ancient shamanic art by the Manchus?"

Nalan Hong shrugged helplessly: "If you ask me, who should I ask? If you are a Manchurian folklorist, you must know everything?"