Online game of short knife

Chapter 133 The depths of the underground palace
Ji Wushuang was stared at Wushuang seriously for a while, but she was shy for a while, and said with a little red face, "Why is your benefactor staring at Wushuang so much?"

"You are so handsome, but you are also a good mother." Seriously said bluntly.

"Parents whose body, hair, and skin are all taken care of are just skins. Why should your benefactor bother with such things." Ji Wushuang looked a little hesitant to seriously evaluate his appearance.

This is supposed to be the ancient version of me being handsome and not my fault, right?Ji Wushuang always speaks in a polite way, which makes serious people not used to it.

"Why did you break in here?" Seriously, Ji Wushuang was very curious about the intention of Ji Wushuang, an NPC, breaking into the underground labyrinth of Yaorenzhuang alone.

Ji Wushuang hesitated for a moment, but said, "I'm here to visit a senior."

"Are you also looking for that old Xietou?" Seriously asked.

"Exactly!" Ji Wushuang's eyes lit up, "Could it be that Mr. Engong, you are also here to visit Senior Xie Sheng?"

"Xie Sheng? Is this the name of old Xietou? If it is, it should be right, but I can't find where he is at all." Seriously.

"My father once told me that ever since the Geshu Mountain Villa was destroyed by the Demon Xiangzong, and all the lives were ruined, only Senior Xie Sheng was left here to guard the mausoleum." Ji Wushuang said.

Sure enough, it was the fault of the Demon Xiangzong again, no wonder the copycat version of Dementor Demon Sound would have an effect on the puppets of the living dead here, Seriously thought to himself.

"Wait, what do you mean? This is a cemetery?" Seriously asked with a twitch of his face.

"That's right, the ancestors of Geshu Villa all hid their spirits here." Ji Wushuang replied.

"I said, why is this place so gloomy." Seriously shivered, thinking that he had touched someone else's ancestor's tomb, and shuddered a little. "How could anyone think of building a cemetery into a well? It's also weird."

"The elders of Geshu's family traveled all over the rivers and lakes and made many enemies. They hide their spirits here. In addition to worrying about their ancestors' bones being desecrated, they also leave a hiding place for future generations to avoid the encroachment of enemies in times of crisis. .” Ji Wushuang explained.

After Ji Wushuang's explanation, it was only then that he realized why the signboard found at the door had the word Geshe. It turned out that half of the word Shu had been removed, and the original plaque must have the word Geshu Villa.

"Then it's not safe to hide in this ancient well. If you really search carefully, you can still find it." Seriously.

"This statement is wrong. Most of the organs in this tomb are damaged now, and they are all occupied by the puppets of the undead killed by the demon. Before, there was a mechanism on the door of the tomb. Once triggered, a stone wall would fall down. It fits perfectly with the wall of the well outside, and those who don't know it will never expect that there is a secret behind the ancient well." Ji Wushuang said.

"How do you know so clearly?" Seriously asked in confusion.

"My father told me this." Ji Wushuang spoke of his father with a sad expression.

"What about your father? Why didn't you come with you?" asked seriously.

"My father was killed by a traitor, and he is no longer alive." When Ji Wushuang said this, his face became even more gloomy.

"Ah! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring this up, I'm sorry." I accidentally mentioned someone's sadness, and my heart was filled with sympathy.

"It's okay, I came here just to avenge my father's blood, and to beg senior Xie Sheng to give me a chance." Ji Wushuang said sadly.

"Let's go, let's go, I always feel uncomfortable chatting here." Seriously looked around at the empty stone room, and said, the corpses of the four black-clothed puppets on the ground have been refreshed. It's time to refresh.

"Okay!" Ji Wushuang nodded.

"Which direction should we go next?" Seriously scratched his head in distress.

"I have a map here. If you follow this map, you will be able to reach the depths of the mausoleum." Ji Wushuang took out a roll of yellowed sheepskin from his arms and said.

"Where should we go next?" Ji Wushuang asked seriously, and Ji Wushuang even had a map of other people's mausoleums, so he really came prepared.

"We should go back to the fork ahead and go to the left." Ji Wushuang checked the map and said.

"Then why did you come here? Isn't this obviously the wrong way? Are you also a road idiot?"

"I was hunted down by those puppets in black." Ji Wushuang said embarrassedly.

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With the guidance of Ji Wushuang, an NPC with a map, he cleared the monsters all the way, and soon arrived at the location of the last tomb. There were no living dead puppets in the tomb.

It’s just that the situation in the tomb surprised Seriously. This tomb was not full of coffins as Serious imagined, but a row of wide chairs were placed on both sides of the wall. On each chair, there was a Sitting upright was a person with his eyes closed. There was an old man with white beard and hair, an old woman, and several middle-aged people.

What they have in common is that their faces are all sallow, like a wax figure, their faces are thin and bloodless, they look like skin and bones, and they can't feel the existence of a muscle.

Black curtains are hung on both sides of the inner wall of the tomb, tied with ribbons, and a huge altar is placed in the center, with several layers of spiritual tablets placed in a ladder shape. In front of the altar, there is an altar and an incense burner. and a few sticks of incense sticks, and there were a few futons for people to kneel down in front of the altar, and the two long-burning lamps beside the altar were still burning. Mysterious and terrifying.

Looking at the strange scene in front of him, I couldn't help but feel a chilling feeling rising from the bottom of my heart, and I got goosebumps all over my body. Looking at Ji Wushuang beside him, he also had a frightened expression on his face, his face was pale one slice.

Forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, he seriously approached an old man who was sitting upright, and raised his hand to touch it.

"Don't!" Ji Wushuang hurriedly stopped, "These are the ancestors of the Geshu family, so don't desecrate their undead."

"You mean these are corpses?" Seriously asked, pointing at these "people" with a bitter face.

"Yes." Ji Wushuang nodded and said.

"I hate it, can't we store it in a more reliable way?"

These "people" in front of them are all dead people who have undergone embalming treatment. Every corpse is well preserved without any signs of decay.

Ji Wushuang walked to the altar, picked up three sticks of incense sticks, lit them in front of the candles of the long-burning lamp, knelt down on the futon and bowed three times respectfully, and inserted the sticks of incense sticks into the incense burner.

"Engong, you also come to pay homage to the heroic spirits of the ancestors of Geshu's family?" Ji Wushuang turned his head and said seriously.

Seriously stepped forward, looked at the spirit tablets on the altar, all of them were engraved with the spirit of Geshu XX.

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