Mystery Leaks

Chapter 186 Huangquan River

"Tu Hu, step back." The tomb robber reprimanded him.

I took a look at the tomb robber, and I always felt that the tomb robber didn't like Tuhu very much, especially in his attitude towards me, he seemed to have always been reserved.

Huang Mao once said that the tomb robber was not originally a subordinate of the old master, but joined recently. I don't know if there is a reason for this.

Right now, his words not only hit Tu Hu, but also gave Zuo Mu face.

Tu Hu's face froze, he could only stare at us, and retreated resentfully, he was just a small guy, not qualified to talk to the upper class.

"Okay, after fourteen rounds, the first group will take over and go in to investigate. If there is no problem, let's move on." The bald middle-aged man made a final decision.

The first group was naturally the men under the tomb robber, and Tu Hu was also on the list. A dozen or so people picked up their things and walked into the stone gate.

It was quiet inside all the time, and there was no sound. After a long time, Tu Hu came out and said: "I didn't find the leader of the corpse, safe!"

"Protect Shimen, just in case." The bald middle-aged man ordered.

As soon as the words fell, the rest of the tomb robber's men immediately walked to the stone gate, drilled holes and welded them, and made a support beam twice, so that even if the stone gate fell, it would not be completely closed. run away.

The last time the corpse leader attacked, the stone gate was too late to fully open, resulting in heavy casualties, and less than one-fifth of them escaped.

Apparently they had been prepared for a long time, they were done very quickly, and they were very professional. Shimen pressed the steel directly into the bluestone like this, otherwise it would not be able to fall.

After that was done, the team headed inside.

This is one level after another, and it will only be more dangerous in the future.

But I feel something is wrong, the reason is very simple, if this is the case, even if there are a hundred levels behind, this big tomb will be breached.

After all, there are always more solutions than difficulties.

If the builder of the mausoleum is at this level, can this mausoleum be preserved for so long?

We followed at the end, and now it's the first team's turn, we can play soy sauce for a while, I have to say, this kind of echelon adventure is quite fair.

Everyone takes turns, and what they encounter is entirely their own good fortune. If you die or get injured, you can't blame others. Whoever makes you unlucky.

We were not very lucky just now, if it wasn't for Huangmao's top strength at the critical moment, it would be impossible for us to stand here now.

"How is it?" I patted Huang Mao's shoulder, now he seems to have recovered a lot, at least he doesn't need Liu Erlong's support anymore.

"It's okay, I just used up too much in an instant, just take a rest for a while." Huang Mao smiled.

"Thanks, just now!" I said sincerely.

Just now he almost risked his life to block it for himself. This kind of friendship, even if he has other goals, can be trusted.

"Don't thank me, let's be more realistic. How much do you think your life is worth? Let's see." The corner of Huang Mao's mouth rose slightly.

"Whether you want money or not, you want your life!" I gave him a blank look.

"You're so stingy, don't call me if you're in danger later!" Huang Mao showed a broken expression.

"Three hundred oceans, no more." I rolled my eyes.

"Eight hundred, don't say you know me later, you give Feng Sanshun five hundred at a time, I can't be less than him!" the yellow-haired lion said loudly.

"All right, all right, eight hundred is eight hundred!" I compromised.

While we were bargaining, the tomb robbers had filed in and entered the stone gate. We hurriedly followed and walked in.

Gathering everyone's flashlights together, I discovered that there were many holes on the mountainside, and the corpse leader jumped down from there.

Looking at the ones designed to prevent them, if the light is too weak, you can't see them at all. If they fall from the sky, they will definitely be unstoppable.

I roughly estimated that there are nearly a thousand.

This made me murmur. Legend has it that Huang Chao took away [-] corpses from here, and the ones eliminated before and now are about [-].

Where did the other three hundred go?
This question is difficult to judge, after all, the years are too long, and no one knows what happened in the depths of history.

This level is very long, and it is still going down slowly. It didn't take long for the sound of water to appear in front of it, and a river lay in front of it.

To be exact, it is a yellow river that gushes out from the ground, lays in front of it, and penetrates into the ground from the other end.

The river water became immortal with an earthy yellow color, emitting a disgusting stench, like dung soup, and the stench was unpleasant.

This smell is very familiar to me. It was the smell of the yellow water that came up when I pulled the big iron chain that locked the Dragon Well.

It's just that it's much thicker here, condensed but not scattered. If you step back a few steps, you can hardly smell the smell. If you go forward, you can hardly smell it, and you will feel sick again and again.

"Huangquan River!"

Both Hu Lai and Huang Mao changed color.

I hurriedly took a few steps back to avoid the stench, which made me almost suffocate.

When the chain was pulled back then, a small amount of yellow spring water came out. Hu said that this kind of water contained extreme death energy. If you accidentally took a sip, your soul would be scattered for a long time, and it was impossible for a god to save it.

Not only us, but the entire tomb robbery team of [-] members covered their noses and backed away again and again, while the leaders all turned pale.

The bald middle-aged man frowned into the word "Chuan", and the tomb robber stared at the turbulent river, his face was a bit ugly, and even Zuo Mu, who had always been the most indifferent, was moved.

"Isn't it said that the Huangquan River is in the Underworld? How did it appear here?" I asked in a low voice.

Legend has it that there is a river in the Underworld, called the Wangchuan River, also known as the Huangquan River, or Jiuquan, which is the landmark of the Underworld.What people call "Smiling Nine Springs" refers to the underworld.

As long as you cross the Huangquan River, you will be in another life.

This legend is well known to everyone, so I was surprised to see something that was obviously the underworld. Could it be that the underworld is just a fabrication?The reality of the underworld is completely different from what the folks describe.

"There is indeed a river called the Wangchuan River in the Yincao Difu, but that river is endless, and the other end cannot be seen from the river bank." Hu Lai said, and then explained: "But the Huangquan River in the Yincao Difu did not appear out of thin air. Gathering little by little from small rivers and brooks, it will eventually become the Dawang River flowing through the underworld!"

"To put it bluntly, if the Wangchuan River in the underworld is the Yangtze River, then this Huangquan is an ordinary river." Huang Mao explained more bluntly.

I suddenly realized that this is the truth. Yin and Yang are always relative. There are big rivers in the world, and there must be in the underworld, but their rivers are yellow.

"Doesn't that mean that following this yellow spring water all the way down, you can eventually reach the Underworld?" Cao Nan's mind was wide open.

"No one would do this. Jumping into the Underworld is no different from jumping into molten lava. The Underworld only appears in the most yin place, and contains endless death, hostility, and resentment. It doesn't matter whether people fall into it or ghosts fall into it." Go in, but there is only one, and the soul flies away." Huang Mao said seriously.

Hu Lai also said: "The Yellow Spring is the result of all the evils in the world slowly sinking into the ground. Legend has it that if a person dies with resentment, his resentment will turn into a thread of the Yellow Spring, sinking continuously, and finally be sucked into the extremely dark Gather into the underworld, and slowly flow to the underworld."

"A thread of hell?"

I suddenly felt hairy all over, how many sins can this river gather?There are too many sins in the world, right?

And this is still the Spring River, so what is the concept of the Wangchuan River that converges into the underworld?
Not only me, Cao Nan and Liu Erlong also felt their scalps go numb after hearing this.

"Then there shouldn't be anything in the river?" After a pause, I asked fearfully.

"If it's the Wangchuan River in the underworld, even the King of Hades wouldn't dare to cross it. It depends on the specific situation. It's hard to say." Hu Lai said.

"The emperor's mausoleum has been arranged, it must be dangerous, but it's hard to say how dangerous it is, it's going to be bad luck for thunder." Huang Mao said.

I nodded, we just won the big prize, the one who crossed the river first is probably not much better.

Sure enough, the balding middle-aged man said: "The second team is responsible for crossing the river and driving piles and building bridges."

After finishing the words, I heard a burst of cursing, I couldn't understand it at all, but at first glance, it turned out to be the team of Koreans.

The Dongying people looked at them with gloating expressions.

Japan and Korea have feuded for more than 2000 years. At all levels of society, even tomb robbers hate each other. Compared with China and Japan, this is far more deeply rooted.

But scolding is scolding, no one can blame bad luck, the Koreans still acted.

Their leader coordinated the supplies with the bald middle-aged man and the tomb robber, got two inflatable boats, filled them up, installed some steel frames and equipment, and set off.Zuo Mu actually took out two talismans and stuck them on the bow and stern of the boat.

Not all Koreans went up, and only two people were photographed.

The boat rushed into the Huangquan River, and the two Koreans rowed to the opposite bank. Although the current was fast, the river was not wide. As long as the speed was fast enough, it would take less than half a minute to reach the opposite bank.

But at this moment, with a sound of "poof", the two talismans pasted by Zuo Mu on the bow and stern of the boat burst into flames.

"Wow!"

Then, a tail hook that looked like cast iron suddenly rose from the water, and slammed into the boat fiercely, in a cold, black swamp glowing with death.

The inflatable boat exploded and quickly deflated.

"No, there are Styx Yin Beasts!"

"Hurry up!"

"quick!"

"return!"

"..."

The crowd exclaimed for a while, and some knowledgeable people shouted out directly.

The two Koreans reacted quickly, and immediately discarded their oars and jumped back with all their strength. The man in the intact boat borrowed his strength and jumped back, but the man with the leak in the steamboat was not so lucky. His legs were immersed in the Huangquan River. If his companions hadn't caught his body, he might have fallen into the water.

At this time, a horrible scene appeared, his leg that was contaminated with yellow spring water suddenly fell off pieces of corroded skin and trouser legs.

First, the trouser legs melted, and then the flesh and blood on the feet quickly blackened and rotted, exposing the white ankle bones, and then the bones also quickly turned black.

Everything seemed to be melting, and it was still spreading at a very fast speed. Just as his companion pulled him out of the water, the corrosion had already spread to the middle of his calf.

The Koreans screamed in horror!

"Chop off the legs!"

"Survive with a broken leg!"

"..."

In the midst of terror, someone hastily reminded.

The leader of the Korean people reacted very quickly, and rushed forward with a stride, only to see a flash of cold light, and amputated the man's limbs.

This scene is very long-winded, but it is actually a matter of a few breaths. The reaction of the Koreans can't be said to be slow, but in the end, one of them was disabled, and his life was almost lost.

Everyone gasped and took a step back instinctively.

I feel cold down my spine, this yellow spring water reminds me of the snakes in Mrs. Jindi’s Snake Tomb, their venom is very similar to this yellow spring water, one bite can rot a person’s whole body, leaving no bones left behind,
The effect is exactly the same!
I couldn't help but guess in my heart, the "coffin head" raised by Mrs. Jin Di, could it be raised in the spring river?
There are no wonders in the great world, and everything has a spirit. People and ghosts are afraid of springs and rivers, but not necessarily certain dead things are also afraid.

When we rushed in, no one thought that we could survive with a broken arm, and those who were bitten died miserably without exception.

"I'll go, what's the deal with this?" Cao Nan was frightened.

"Hiss..." Liu Erlong shuddered even more, and said, "This river water is too terrifying, almost like the poisonous snakes in the snake mound." He also thought of those snakes.

"The key is the ghost beasts in the water. If they can't be dealt with, the river won't be over." Huang Mao frowned.

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(End of this chapter)