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

Lin Yi suddenly discovered that he had a talent for tomb robbing!

And he quite likes this feeling!

After entering the tomb, just take away whatever you see!

There is no danger, no trouble, and it is very rewarding. Just thinking about it makes me feel comfortable.

Just like the chicken-eating game he played before traveling through time, he would parachute onto the ground, enter the house to pick up equipment, and equip whatever he saw. Although it would soon be destroyed...it didn't matter, the point of playing was to have a sense of accomplishment!

"Do you know what the owner of this tomb does?"

Lin Yi walked out of the ear chamber with his hands behind his back, and suddenly remembered something and asked Partridge Whistle.

Hearing Lin Yi's question, Partridge Whistle behind him came to his senses, quickly came to the mural on the wall of the main tomb chamber, and used the fire starter in his hand to illuminate the mural.

As the fire approached, the darkness receded.

A strange figure emerges on the mural.

This person has a sheep's head and a human body, with a strange appearance. He is holding a bead that looks like an eye in his hand.

If nothing unexpected happens, this bead is the Zhuchen Bead!

Seeing this pattern, both Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner couldn't help but reveal expressions of anticipation on their faces.

This is the Zhuochen Pearl. After searching for it for so many years, this pattern has appeared in many tombs.

I hope this won’t be a false alarm.

Partridge Whistle took a deep breath, calmed himself, and said calmly, "A few months ago, we entered an ancient tomb from the Western Han Dynasty and found this information in a sheepskin scroll left by the tomb owner."

"Beyond Manmo, there is a ghost called the Earth Sheep, who is full of magic. Every year, the imperial court collects precious stones from here."

"The Earth Sheep Ghost has a shaved head and yellow eyes, a black face, and an ugly appearance. It can use dirt, sand, and stones to replace the internal organs of humans, cows, and horses. Anyone who offends it will be harmed by it."

"Those who are struck by the spell are unaware of it, relying on the spell's timing. When it strikes, there will be abdominal pain, the pain lasting until death, and the five internal organs will be reduced to dust and wood. Sometimes the evil is not too deep, but only replaces one hand or one foot, leaving the person disabled."

Lin Yi stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the "Earth Sheep Ghost" in the mural.

It's quite interesting. I've never heard of such a thing as a ground sheep ghost before.

Although what Partridge Whistle said was half classical and half ancient, it was not difficult to understand.

In ancient times, the ancients called the foreign ethnic groups in the south barbarians.

In addition to the Manmo, there is a tribe among the southern ethnic groups that can practice witchcraft. It is called the Earth Sheep Ghosts. They have yellow eyes, black faces and are ugly. They also practice witchcraft and can replace human internal organs with mud and stones.

Anyone who provokes them will have their internal organs replaced. The person who is provokes them will not notice anything unusual, and by the time they die, the internal organs in their stomachs will have turned into mud and wood.

If the person you offend is not particularly cruel, he will not take your life, but will take away your hands and feet and make you disabled.

It seems that this earth sheep ghost is quite poisonous!

It should also be a kind of yin-yang technique.

"We opened the coffin and found that the body was well-preserved, but the abdomen was filled with mud, sand and stones."

"So, the tomb owner must have died at the hands of the Earth Sheep Ghost!"

As Partridge Whistle spoke, he looked deeply at the "Zhuchen Pearl" carved on the mural.

"The scroll also records the origin of the Earth Sheep Ghost clan's sorcery, and mentions the Zhuchen Pearl!"

Lin Yi raised his eyebrows, thinking of what was said in the novel Ghost Blows Out the Light, that the evil magic practiced by the old King Xian of the ancient Dian Kingdom was witchcraft, which was also a kind of witchcraft, a kind of transformation magic.

Convert pain or life into power, this power can be fatal!

Isn't the magic of the Earth Sheep Ghost Society also a kind of transformation? It uses mud, sand and gravel to replace people's internal organs, and finally makes people die suddenly and painfully. Rather than saying that this is magic, it is better to say that it is also a kind of witchcraft.

"Later, we found information about the Earth Sheep Ghost that killed the tomb owner. After searching for a while, we finally confirmed that he was buried here."

"You are quite courageous. You know that he is capable of witchcraft, yet you still dare to dig up his grave."

Lin Yi couldn't help but give Partridge Whistle a thumbs up.

Partridge Whistle smiled bitterly.

If you can choose not to come, who would want to come?

Who doesn’t want to be at home with a wife and children and a warm bed? Who wants to live on the edge of a knife with their head hanging on their belt?

Isn't this all due to the pressure of life?

"For the sake of the Zhuchen Pearl, we have no choice!"

Partridge Whistle said something in a dull voice, then moved in front of the mural holding a fire starter.

As the fire moved, the contents of the murals emerged one by one.

The contents of the murals record the glory of the tomb owner during his lifetime.

It seems that these are several sacrificial ceremonies that he presided over during his lifetime.

In each mural, the tomb owner, the earth goat ghost with a goat's head and a human body, carries beads that look like eyes.

The sacrificial scene was very strange, with a large number of livestock and slaves being sacrificed, but no one knew what they were sacrificing.

In the last mural, the Earth Sheep Ghost is in a huge palace, with civil and military officials standing on both sides. The Earth Sheep Ghost holds the Zhuchen Pearl in both hands, as if he is offering it.

And on the high throne, sat a guy wearing golden armor, like a god.

Why do I say that? Because this guy in golden armor is four or five times bigger than the other characters in the mural.

Everyone around him was groveling, and the expressions on their faces were portrayed quite vividly, a complex expression of fear, humility, and flattery.

The sense of hierarchy is overwhelming.

"Brother, the content on this mural, could it be that this guy gave the Zhuchen Pearl away?"

The old foreigner couldn't help but ask when he saw the last mural.

If this guy gave the Zhuchen Pearl away, their trip would be in vain!

The key point is who did this guy give the Zhuchen Pearl to?

Partridge Whistle said nothing.

The coffin has not been opened yet. Who knows whether the Zhuochen Pearl is here or not? What if this mural is just a cover-up?

"Don't worry, let's take a look!"

Partridge Whistle said something soothing and looked at the coffin.

In fact, he had a premonition that the Zhuochen Pearl was not here, but if he did not open the coffin, how could he determine the final whereabouts of the Zhuochen Pearl?

I hope the owner of this tomb will record the final whereabouts of the Zhuochen Pearl, otherwise they will lose the clue of the Zhuochen Pearl again.

This is the most annoying thing. Without any clues, they have to search for the Zhuchen Pearl everywhere like headless flies. The feeling of not knowing when they will find it will make people despair.

And there is not much time left for them.

"Get ready to open the coffin!"

Lin Yi suddenly spoke.

Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner looked at Lin Yi in unison.

I saw Lin Yi holding a pocket watch and checking the time.

It's already midnight, just in time to sign in.

Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner looked at each other suspiciously, with strange expressions on their faces.

If I'm not mistaken, that's a pocket watch.

Is there anything else to see before opening the coffin?

As expected of the young Taoist priest of Maoshan, he is so professional!

"Since this is the tomb of the Earth Sheep Ghost, then it's a good opportunity for me to see how weird this place is. I hope I won't be disappointed."

Lin Yi put away his pocket watch with a smile, rubbed his hands, and came to the coffin.

This is a very heavy coffin.

What is a coffin? The coffin and the outer coffin are two different things. The coffin is for the corpse, and the outer coffin is for the coffin.

In fact, it is like nesting dolls, with the big one inside the small one.

The purpose is to protect the body from decay.

This coffin is very interesting. It is made by taking a section of a tree and hollowing out the middle to make the coffin.

This tree looks like it is thousands or hundreds of years old. It has grown so thick. If it hadn't been cut down, it would have become a spirit.

What is amazing is that some thin branches and buds have grown on the edge of this broken wood, and they are a very strange red color.

It’s hard to imagine how new buds can grow on this broken wood when there is no sunlight.

The old foreigner took out a crowbar from the tools he carried with him and prepared to pry open the coffin.

But Lin Yi patted the coffin, and the coffin wood made a dull thud.

At the same time, there was a strange gurgling sound.

There was no sound in the tomb, so the strange gurgling sound was very clear.

Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner paused, and their gazes towards the coffin became solemn.

There is absolutely no mistake, the sound came from the corpse!

After so many years of going into the tomb, they still know very well what kind of sounds the zongzi will make.

"Brother, the coffin hasn't been opened yet, how could the corpse inside have transformed into a corpse?"

The old foreigner looked at Partridge Whistle in confusion.

Today, this tomb is full of weirdness.

"The owner of this tomb is a Sheep Ghost, not an ordinary person. Its tomb naturally cannot be treated with common sense."

As Partridge Whistle spoke, he looked at Lin Yi, wanting to see how he would react.

But Lin Yi was seen heading towards the coffin again.

There was a dull bang, and the coffin lid flew out with a loud click.

The coffin inside was suddenly revealed.

This is a coffin that is blue all over and has a narrow hole on the lid.

Lin Yi patted the coffin again, and heard the creaking sound from inside again.

The corners of Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner's eyes twitched, and they said in unison.

"Whistle Coffin!"

It is said that if you are not strong enough in the cellar coffin and the bronze outer coffin, don’t go forward!

Inside this bronze and cast iron whistle coffin lies another extremely evil creature!

The way to open the whistle coffin is to put your arm into the small hole and find the mechanism. It sounds simple, but who knows what the guy in the coffin will do.

Put your arm in there and it'll bite you, "tsk tsk", it's creepy just thinking about it.

"I come!"

Lin Yi jumped directly onto the coffin, without any hesitation, and put his little arm into the coffin.

Both Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner felt their scalps tingling after watching this.

"Little Taoist priest, be careful!"

"There's danger, be careful!"

After the two of them gave the reminder, they admired Lin Yi's boldness, but were also worried about his safety.

If Lin Yi was bitten by the thing inside, it would be terrible!

Lin Yi didn't take it seriously at all.

It would be even better if it could transform into a corpse. I am invulnerable to swords and guns, and have skin of steel and bones. Why should I be afraid of it?

Come out and have a fight to see who is the son and who is the father.

However, after Lin Yi felt around, his excited expression gradually became solemn, and finally he frowned, which made Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner's hearts rise to their throats.

What’s going on? This expression is wrong!

Did you touch something dirty?

"Little Taoist priest, how is it?"

Partridge Whistle asked in a low voice, fearing that his loud voice would disturb the things in the coffin.

Lin Yi withdrew his arm with a dark face.

"Damn it, my arms are too short to reach the coffin wall."

Lin Yi didn't even touch the guy lying in the coffin.

Partridge Whistle: ???

Old foreigner:???

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Please, please walk for love.