Uncle Jiu's little zombie: learn a magical power every day

Partridge Whistle and the other two were silent for a long time, turning Lin Yi's words over and over in their minds.

Work for Lin Yi, obtain precious Yinling wine, and delay the death of the tribe members.

Don’t work for Lin Yi, just keep hoping for luck to find the Zhuchen Pearl!

"Brother!"

Hua Ling and the old foreigner looked at Partridge Whistle, waiting for him to make a decision.

Partridge Whistle, the backbone among the three, couldn't help but feel confused.

Should I agree or refuse?

"We can't give you an answer right now!"

"Of course, this is something we need to think about carefully. It's getting late. Let's finish our meal quickly and go to the tomb."

Lin Yi took out his pocket watch and took a look at it.

It's almost twelve o'clock.

Signing in again!

This time he wants to sign in at the tomb to see what good things he can sign out.

This tomb is also a dangerous place.

Partridge Whistle, the old foreigner and Hua Ling quickened their eating pace.

However, they were surprised to find that Qingqing, who had been silent the whole time, ate really fast. She didn't waste any of the rabbit bones and ate them all.

really!

No ordinary person dares to come to Wanku Mountain late at night.

This woman is definitely not simple!

……

Half an hour later, the five men arrived at the tunnel.

A pheasant was roasting on the campfire that Partridge Whistle and the other two had made, and white porridge was cooking in a clay pot on the stone stove.

Because of the fire, no wild animals dared to approach, but the smell of barbecue still attracted many wild wolves to wander around.

In the woods one could hear the rustling of these animals as they moved through the trees.

"Sister Qingqing, you just stay here and guard. I'll go down with them."

Lin Yi said to Qingqing.

Qingqing was staring at the roasted pheasant in a daze. When she heard Lin Yi's words, she nodded without hesitation and said, "Okay!"

She had no interest in visiting graves in the first place.

Partridge Whistle raised an eyebrow and said to Hua Ling, "Hua Ling, you stay outside with Miss Qingqing."

"The wolves in Wanku Mountain are dangerous. If you are in danger, retreat to the tomb immediately."

"Yes, senior brother!"

Although Hua Ling also wanted to follow her senior brothers, since Partridge Whistle said so, she naturally chose to obey.

Lin Yi smiled, said nothing, and was the first to enter the tunnel.

This tunnel was not very spacious, and Partridge Whistle and the others had to crouch down to go in, but Lin Yi only had to bend down slightly to go in.

That's the advantage of being a child.

Go down diagonally all the way, and after reaching a certain position, go straight forward.

The tunnel was dug with considerable skill.

It is worthy of being the secret weapon of the Mountain Moving Sect, the Mountain Digging Armor!

The Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner following behind were moving through the tomb passage skillfully, but following behind Lin Yi, both of them had a doubt in their hearts.

How come Lin Yi is so familiar with this tunnel?

Just like going back home?

How could they not be familiar with it? Bat scouts have already come here to scout the place.

Finally, the three of them arrived at a tomb door.

The tomb door was a whole piece of huge stone weighing thousands of pounds, with strange patterns carved on it. Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner came closer with tinder in hand, trying to find the mechanism to open the door.

Lin Yi was studying the pattern on the stone gate. After looking at it for a long time, he still couldn't understand it, so he had to ask a professional.

"Partridge Whistle, what does the pattern on this door mean?"

"This is a picture of guidance!"

"The guide map?"

The figures in this stone carving have strange shapes and the clothes they wear are also weird. Their heads are weirdly shaped, and some even have animal heads. They don't look like humans.

What are you guiding?

"This is southern Yunnan, where witchcraft is revered, so the people in this picture are all part of a sacrificial procession wearing masks."

"Oh! The local clergy."

Lin Yi understood instantly.

Zhuo, it turns out that I have to ask a professional. I am an amateur who has read a few tomb-raiding novels, but I still can't do it.

"What are you looking for? The mechanism to open the door?"

"Yes, this stone gate..."

As Partridge Whistle said this, he found Lin Yi walking over, and then his body sank in front of the tomb door, and then disappeared in a flash.

Partridge Whistle: ???

Old foreigner:???

The underground world looks black and white from the outside. The huge rock is forty centimeters wide, as if the whole stone is hidden there.

The stone gate moves up and down. The tomb passage behind the stone gate is paved with stone slabs, and there are lifelike murals on the walls on both sides of the tomb passage.

Lin Yi was not here for archaeology, so he naturally had no interest in the murals. He pushed upwards, directly opened the stone slab in the tomb passage, and then drilled out from the ground.

After coming out, Lin Yi placed his hand on the stone door. As Lin Yi thought about it, the stone door weighing a thousand pounds was directly put into his personal space.

Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner, who were groping behind the tomb door to find Lin Yi, suddenly froze and stood there in a daze.

The two of them looked stupidly in the direction of the tomb door.

Lin Yi was standing in the darkness with a smile on his face, the faint light shining on his face, like a devil from hell.

Although I know that Lin Yi came in with them, I still feel creepy.

"Oh my god, where's the tomb door?"

The old foreigner exclaimed.

Although Partridge Whistle was steady, he was also a little defensive. He swallowed his saliva and whispered, "The young Taoist priest is indeed very powerful!"

"Haha, it's just so-so, third in the world. The tomb door is gone. Let's not stay here. Let's go in. I can't wait any longer."

Lin Yi rubbed his hands, turned around and walked towards the tomb.

I've read so many tomb-raiding novels that I'm kind of looking forward to going into a tomb.

I don’t know if there are really so many mechanical monsters in the tomb.

Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner hurried to catch up.

"Young Taoist priest, please be careful. There may be a mechanism in the tomb passage. If you accidentally step on it, it may be triggered."

Partridge Whistle reminded Lin Yi in a low voice.

The next second, the corners of Partridge Whistle's eyes twitched.

Lin Yi was seen jumping forward in the tomb passage, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to trigger the mechanism.

He wished he could step on every stone slab on the ground and touch every relief mural on the wall.

The partridge whistle was so frightened by what he saw.

What is this guy doing here?

Wouldn’t it be uncomfortable if it’s not stimulating?

"Brother! Should we wait a while before following?"

The old foreigner was sweating coldly and was a little scared.

Partridge Whistle shook his head.

"Let's follow and protect the young Taoist priest!"

"All right!"

The old foreigner gritted his teeth and followed Partridge Whistle to catch up with Lin Yi.

It’s just that Lin Yi’s actions were too creepy.

“There’s no mechanism here!”

Lin Yi jumped to the end of the tomb passage, which was the tomb chamber.

The burial customs here are unclear, but judging from the size of the tomb, it is not very large, and the tomb passage is directly connected to the main tomb chamber.

As the tomb door opened, the eternal lamp in the tomb suddenly lit up, adding a faint light to the dim tomb chamber.

These eternally burning lanterns are depicted with boys and girls kneeling and holding lanterns in their hands.

Although it is cast in bronze, it gives people a very uncomfortable feeling.

There are many luminous pearls hanging on the top of the tomb, which looks like a starry sky. There are also murals on the surrounding walls. The murals here are much richer in stories than the ones outside, recording the most noteworthy things in the life of the tomb owner.

"The owner of this tomb is a general!"

Partridge Whistle looked at the contents of the mural and raised his eyebrows.

"General!"

Lin Yi walked towards the ear chamber where the burial objects were placed.

There were many weapons placed in the tomb, but they were all rusted. What made Lin Yi curious was the pottery jars piled in the corner.

These black pottery jars are stacked together like watermelons, and no one knows what is inside them.

It’s probably wine!

As a general, it is normal for him to mount a horse to fight, and then dismount to play music, dance, drink, and dance.

I heard that even if the wine in the tomb is kept for a thousand years, it will not go bad as long as it is sealed well!

Lin Yi thought of Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu really likes to drink.

If the wine here is well preserved, hehe, I can give it to Uncle Jiu as a gift. He will definitely like it.

Lin Yi walked forward happily, picked up a clay jar, and knocked off the mud seal on it.

The next second, a foul smell wafted out of the jar.

Lin Yi has excellent eyesight and can see the details of objects clearly even in the dark.

There's a human head in this jar!

As the clay jar was opened, the eyes of the human head inside the jar blinked!

Lin Yi: ???

"Be careful, that's a human head jar, the stuff inside is used to raise Gu."

The voice of Partridge Whistle came from behind, the tone was anxious.

You little Taoist priest should have been more obedient after you came in. You seem to be afraid of not touching the mechanism. Now you even dare to touch the burial objects at will.

The next second, the head jar made a crackling sound.

The human head jar in Lin Yi's hand shattered, and a hideous head with disheveled hair and a disfigured face flew up.

Partridge Whistle: ???

I boil!

Isn’t it a clay pot for raising Gu?

What's going on with this head?

"It looks a bit ugly!"

Lin Yi waved his hand in disdain, and a black Yin Wu Lei swallowed the head in an instant like a long worm.

With a crackling sound and a bang, the head exploded into ashes.

Partridge Whistle, who opened his mouth and wanted to say something, suddenly shut up.

The young Taoist priest knows magic, so going to the tomb is just like going home. Why should you worry about it?

No, you should be worried!

Lin Yi is not in danger, but he and the old foreigner are in danger!

"Have you seen these things?"

Lin Yi turned around and asked Partridge Whistle without much interest.

I thought it was good wine and was going to give Uncle Jiu a surprise, but it turned out to be a pair of human heads!

The corners of Partridge Whistle's mouth twitched, and he had not yet recovered from the shock.

The old foreigner ran over after hearing the explosion. He hadn't seen what had just happened. Upon hearing Lin Yi's question, he boasted, "This is called a human head jar. It's a form of witchcraft. They use human heads to feed the poisonous insects. The poisonous insects inside can live for a thousand years. Once they encounter a living person, they will attack and parasitize them crazily, and can devour a living person into dry bones in an instant."

"This kind of thing is very common in tombs here."

"Will the heads inside fly off?"

Lin Yi asked again.

Although I know that southern Yunnan is a weird place, it shouldn’t be this weird!

If you put your head in a clay pot, it will fly away!

The old foreigner was stunned.

Are you kidding me? How could my head fly off?

"Stop talking, this is not an ordinary human head jar!"

Partridge Whistle spoke at this time.

Lin Yi shrugged, turned around and put all the earthenware jars on the ground into his personal space.

No matter what it is, when I go back to travel to the four small islands, I will randomly give them out as a gift. I believe those Japanese guys will like it very much.

Then Lin Yi even took away the rusty weapons and collected them all.

I can make some money selling the scraps when I get back. I can use the money to buy some wine for Uncle Jiu!

Otherwise it would be such a waste.

As a disciple of Uncle Jiu, the most important thing is to be thrifty and manage the household well!

"Let's go open the coffin and see who the owner of this tomb is."

Lin Yi cleaned the tomb chamber thoroughly. No one knew how the tomb owner would feel when he saw this little cleaning staff.

The dazed Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner finally came to their senses.

Looking at the empty tomb, the two men had only one thought in their minds.

If this young Taoist priest were to start robbing tombs, his colleagues who would do the same would probably be so poor that they would bleed!

Not even a hair is left.

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