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Chapter 53: People Light Candles, Ghosts Blow the Lamps

As the saying goes, "People light candles, ghosts blow the lights." In the old grave, in the past, "touching" the Jin Cun Captain's full screen a candle predicts good and bad luck. No matter how many gold and silver mountains are hidden in the ancient tomb, once the candle is extinguished, the matter will become serious, and they will immediately turn around and run away.

From a scientific point of view, extinguishing candles means that there are harmful gases underground. This harmful gas will immediately die when inhaled into the body, or the density of oxygen is not enough to allow living people to breathe.

I didn't say the whole rumor, but it was "Man lights candles, ghosts blow the lights, and I can find the star peaks." As for the meaning of the second half of the rumor, we will understand it after reading it slowly.

Tong Sixi used to do digging openly. What's the point? He had a lot of people and had something to do. He found the entrance of the tomb passage and directly dug it with an excavator. After his subordinates came in, they encountered a road breaking stone and directly used micro-fried medicine. How could he know these methods of touching Jin? However, he used to do small work, and a few broken bottles and a few "jade" pendants with corpses were good.

The deals are different today. Everyone knows that Bai Yanhu's Tomb is extremely dangerous, so Wushuang is right. If you want to come out alive, you must work according to the old man's "touching" Jin's wise man. Those who do not respect the dead will inevitably have no life.

The foreign wax was lit, Bai Su dragged it in his hand, and the wax fire was slightly swayed by the 'yin' wind, but it was not blown out in the end.

Tick ​​tick... Tick tick... drops of scarlet blood dripped down from the entrance of the head. The atmosphere was simply weird and almost unbearable for ordinary people. But these three people were not ordinary people. They all lived a life of licking blood on the tip of the knife. After entering the tomb, they did not mention any "blood", "death" and "corpse", and continued to move forward with their heads in silence.

After walking for about ten minutes, I finally saw the bottom. In front of me was the tomb passage of Bai Yanhu's underground tomb. The tomb passage was paved with some kind of red blood stone. I don't know if it was a natural color or was stained with blood just now, so I walked up a little slippery.

The tomb passage is deep and dark, but very spacious. It is four meters from left to right to the hole wall and more than two meters in height. This is not a problem for three people to walk.

The tomb passage is very flat, and there are no other colorful paintings that should appear on the walls of the left and right caves. The entire tomb passage has almost nothing except the tomb bricks that are paved with complete tombs, and the gap is a bit invisible. Wushuang doesn't understand the burial style of Hui people, so it is hard to evaluate what to say.

"Isn't that right?" Tong Sixi muttered.

"What's wrong?"

"It is said that all the Hezhe craftsmen who built underground tombs were already suffocated to death by Sha Wentian in the ancient tomb. Why did we not see a single body?"

Bai Su said: "It's better not to see it. If you don't see it, you won't be upset. I don't dare to leave the tomb passage made of hundreds of corpses."

Wushuang said that this is not a matter of being out of sight. Some things exist, and it is better to see them earlier than to see them later. Everything in this kind of place may be dangerous. Be careful, the beliefs of the Hui people are different from ours, and they hate tomb robbers in particular, so there may be some hidden secret crossbows hidden below. Don't touch them.

The tomb passage is straight and extends beyond the range of the "light of the wolf's eye flashlight. Further ahead is a piece of black and missed area, and no one can see anything hidden behind it.

The three of them were struggling and walked very slowly. They had to add ten thousand cautions every step. They saw clearly whether the tomb bricks under their feet had mechanisms before they dared to step on them. This excessive alertness made the three of them feel nervous. Although the tide, wet, and cold below, the three of them were already sweating profusely.

"Tong Sixi?" Wushuang tried to lower his voice, but the tomb passage was empty, and a slight sound would rebound to form an echo. If Bai Yanhu below was really resurrected, then every word they could not hide from others' ears, and there was no secret at all.

"Hmm? What are your instructions? Aren't you hungry again?" Tong Sixi responded.

"Does the Koran say anything?" he asked.

"Haha... what can I say is just a symbol of the earliest beliefs of the Hui people. Just like Buddhism has developed to this day, perhaps the Diamond Sutra and the Guanyin Heart Sutra are different from before. That Koran is of great research value." Tong Sixi lied.

"Bai Su? Is that true?" He turned to ask Bai Su again.

"I don't know how our Master Beile told me to do what he said." Bai Su's tone was also very strict. Both of them knew the secret of the Koran, but Wushuang followed him in a confused manner.

This Kung Fu Wushuang just looked back at Bai Su. Bai Su was a girl with white skin. Her skin seemed as gentle and smooth as the flawless mutton fat. But with the candlelight in her hand, it looked pale and pale, and it was almost bloodless. Wushuang quickly retracted her mind and didn't dare to look at her again. Maybe her face was the same as hers now.

"I suddenly remembered the funeral customs of the Hui people introduced in a Global Magazine. It is said that only people with higher status will be buried in the land. They generally do not use coffins, and directly wash the body and put it flat on the corpse's bed." Wushuang talked to them all over again. It was too clean and Wushuang was so nervous.

"I am knowledgeable, this is true, so the 'yin' claw you brought may be useless." Tong Sixi said.

"Where are their burial objects placed without coffin?" Bai Suwen.

"Come and walk naked, and you can never take away the things you lived before, which is very similar to what we say in Buddhism." Wushuang replied.

The tomb passage is still spreading, as if it is the road of the underworld that will never end, full of boundless death aura everywhere.

Wushuang was beating in his heart, and there was no need to say much about the ominous premonition. What he couldn't understand was why Bai Yanhu chose this time to resurrection? Why did he find such a tomb for himself? Logically speaking, the Hui people are the most important, and Xihaote Mountain is in the northeast of our country. There are almost no Hui people here, and it is not his hometown. Is it true that coming to this longitude and longitude thousands of miles away is really related to the Donghu people?

He was thinking about it in a daze, and suddenly he heard a cry from behind, as if a hurricane was blowing.

Wushuang suddenly looked back and saw nothing behind her. Bai Su and old man Tong Sixi were still looking at him with the same expression as before. The voice seemed to be only heard by him, and the expressions on their faces did not change much.

"What was the sound just now?" Wushuang asked.

"Is there any? Why didn't I hear it?" Bai Su looked at Tong Sixi, and Tong Sixi shook her head and said she didn't hear it.

"Oh, maybe I've thought too much." Wushuang muttered.
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