"You mean," Zhang Zhuxun answered, "the purpose of the Zhang family's existence here as human cocoons."
"That's right." Wu Xie nodded, "We know that the blood of an ordinary person like Feng has no effect. Although Fatty's blood has not been tried, it should be very similar. And Zhang Haixing said that she is from the Zhang family with impure blood. Her blood
The blood was flowing at first, but then it receded and curled up again, which was really weird."
"But we all know that Zhang Haixing's identity is questionable, but her blood reacted at first, so why?"
"Yes, why?" Fatty repeated.
Zhang Zhuxun silently balled up the bag of energy gel into a ball and reminded him, "It may also be due to acquired factors."
The fat man suddenly realized, "So innocently, your blood should be useful, but you and the little brother... um, it's different. You are not from the Zhang family. Your half-hearted Kirin blood was acquired the day after tomorrow. Therefore, that old woman may also have used some kind of blood."
I obtained Qilin blood in this way, thereby changing my own blood, but I don’t know what went wrong, and the result was not as good as yours.”
This is probably an unexpected situation that even Zhang Haixing himself did not expect.
"Extrapolation." Wu Xie said, "Only the Zhang family with Qilin blood can enter this cave and see the information displayed by these lines under the blood flow. So, can we think that these lines have one function?
Identity.”
"agree."
The fat man nodded, and Zhang Zhuxun also nodded in agreement.
"But for general identity recognition, we can use more flexible methods. For example, we can make a mechanism as big as a washbasin. Why is the entire cave itself covered with lines? This is contrary to common sense." Wu Xie affirmed.
, “So, there must be a reason to support such a project amount.”
Wu Xie said categorically: "This reason is also the purpose of the Zhang family appearing here as human cocoons."
The fat man felt dizzy after hearing this, "I've gone around and around and come back to the starting point. It's still in vain."
Wu Xie turned to look at the tattered corpse, "We only saw this human cocoon. We can't tell whether there are other human cocoons that were washed away by the mud. It's also possible that there was only one human cocoon from the beginning to the end.
This one."
"But what we can be sure of is that this body has been here for a long, long time. At the same time, it should have been here together with the mud. Otherwise, if we opened the door like we did, the mud would have run away."
The fat man picked at the dirt under his fingernails and said, "I have a question. Where did the mud come from? It can't really be pulled out like the fat man and I said."
Wu Xie looked up at the dark dome and concluded: "This is a completely closed environment until we open this door."
"Such an environment, mud, patterns, all the phenomena combined, there is only one place I can think of."
Wu Xie slapped his forehead to suppress his inexplicable excitement, "Ancient tomb, God, this is an ancient tomb!"
A completely enclosed space, beautifully carved interiors, a corpse and mechanisms set up around the corpse.
In a way, this is an ancient tomb.
The fat man opened his mouth, "Then the mud is the coffin fluid. Who is the owner of the tomb? Is it the big monster we can't see, or the corpse."
In other words, that human cocoon is actually the tomb keeper.
Then why did he lock himself up?
Wu Xie didn't know what he thought of at this time. He took a breath and said: "This is not the corpse that is buried, but the things in the corpse. This is a human coffin. Someone stuffed the real owner of the tomb into this coffin."
Inside the human body.”
"There's no need to lock it—fuck!" The fat man was so frightened by Zhang Zhuxun's sudden gloomy expression that he almost jumped up, "What's wrong? Why do you look like this?"
"The reason why it is locked is because the human body was still alive when it was buried."
Zhang Shuxun's face was ugly, "The Zhang family chose a victim from among them, forced a very dangerous dead object into this person's stomach, and then locked him here as a coffin, and at the same time created a terrible
Things are used to guard this place."
It turns out that the human cocoon is not the gravekeeper, but the unknown big thing is.
The purpose of leaving these patterns is obvious. They are protective measures set up by the Zhang family to avoid danger when future generations enter this place again.
The Zhang family hid something very dangerous to themselves here. This thing is probably related to Wang Zanghai's persistent pursuit.
At the same time, in order to prevent Wang Zanghai from getting this thing, the Zhang family created the King of Hell to kill the person who opened the door.
They worked hard to create such a huge trap, but before the Wang family found it, something went wrong in the trap. The dead objects hidden in the corpse disappeared, and the corpse of the King of Hell seemed to be out of control.
The changes in the Zhang family's original plan had little impact on themselves, but they deceived the Kangbalo people.
One of the negative reasons for sacrificing the minority for the benefit of the majority is the guilt of benefiting oneself at the expense of others. Then when this guilt is small enough, people will also choose to support it.
Because the selfish nature still hopes that others can fulfill their own interests, when this interest is connected with the majority of people and even affects the so-called overall situation, those who are abandoned are those who are isolated.
Therefore, morality will praise selflessness, sacrifice and other qualities, but it is just those people standing behind who are pulling a white cloth to whitewash the peace.
But for the Zhang family who were locked in the darkness and died of suffocation for a long time, and for the Kangbalo girl who had been forced to transform into a corpse and not even die because of the King of Hell riding on the corpse for thousands of years, this method was extremely cruel.
Now that the Wang family has found this place, Zhang Zhuxun's eyes have become colder and colder, and the evil here will end here.
His ears twitched slightly, Zhang Zhuxun noticed something, and gestured to Wu Xie and the others to get ready. Then a figure flashed out of the darkness at the door, and he swung the bell on his wrist.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The footsteps on the gravel were obviously dragging. Everyone turned around and saw Zhang Haixing tiredly walking out of the darkness, with the leg tied behind him tied up.
I took off the gauze and there was blood seeping out of it.
'Wu Xie' was extremely surprised, and quickly threw away the plastic dumpling in his hand and stood up, "Why are you injured?"
"Where's Feng?" 'Zhang Zhuxun' frowned fiercely and looked at the empty space behind her, "Did you let him run away?"
"I was ambushed by that grandson." Zhang Haixing looked pale, sat down, grabbed his backpack, took out gauze and powder, and re-bandaged the wound.
There was a deep cut on the calf, almost reaching the bone. As soon as the bandage was loosened, blood poured out like a small fountain.
"What's going on? I don't believe you can't solve him with your skills." "Zhang Zhuxun" went over and squatted down to help her suture the wound, "There is no anesthetic, just bear with it."
"You can't die even if you shed this little blood." Zhang Haixing's face was full of irritation. "The people behind Feng were the ones who attacked us before blowing up this bronze door. I don't know why they followed the mark again, and Feng was rescued by them.
I left, and I fought hard to escape. I destroyed all the signs along the road, so I can only delay it for a little while."
‘Wu Xie’ poked his head out of the door, “How many people are there?”
"Roughly estimate there are more than twenty." Zhang Haixing gnawed on compressed biscuits and took the time to replenish energy.
"More than twenty?" The fat man was shocked and glared at her, "You attracted the locusts here!"
"You think I do." Zhang Haixing glared back, "Those people are all as skilled as me, and they move very quickly. They are obviously specially trained. If they are led here, we can still have a chance of survival."
"Vitality? Give your grandma a twist!" Fatty took a few deep breaths, calmed down and said, "Where is the vitality you mentioned?"
Zhang Haixing rolled his eyes, "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you."
'Zhang Zhuxun' immediately understood what she meant, glanced up and down, and sneered, "Do you want to borrow a knife to kill people? How can you guarantee that this knife will still be under your control after killing people?"
Zhang Haixing took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and shook it, "We in the Zhang family never do things without leaving ourselves a backup plan. I don't want to take this thing out unless it is absolutely necessary."
‘Zhang Zhuxun’ took the small porcelain bottle, opened the lid and took a closer sniff. A very faint smell floated out. He should have come into contact with this thing recently in the image, but for a while he couldn’t remember what it was.
He calmly glanced at 'Wu Xie' who was standing at the door. 'Wu Xie' moved his nose and told him with his mouth, "The Incense of the Corpse Saint."
"?" 'Zhang Zhuxun' had a question mark in his eyes.
'Wu Xie' moved his lips slightly, as if he was about to curse, but he was concerned about the current situation and reminded him again with his mouth, "The King of Hell is riding a corpse!"
The King of Hell rides on a corpse!!
'Zhang Shuxun' felt a little thump in his heart, yes, this smell was the same one he had smelled in the lamasery on the cliff not long ago, and it was used to make the corpse incense for the sacrifice of the King of Hell riding on the corpse.
Suppressing his thoughts, he asked Zhang Haixing, "What are you going to do, light the corpse incense to attract that big thing."
“I’ll have to ask you how to do it specifically.” Zhang Haixing looked at ‘Zhang Zhuxun’ and said, “At the age of Chief Bai, he has at least participated in a sacrifice.”
Out of the corner of his eye, 'Zhang Zhuxun' noticed that 'Wu Xie' nodded at him, and he felt a little calmer and said calmly: "It's not impossible."
"Zhang Zhuxun" thought for a while and said to Zhang Haixing: "You rest first, Wu Xie will stay and look after you. Fatty and I will go out to lay traps, and then we will inform you two to come outside the cave. That's OK."
Zhang Haixing narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Okay."
Everyone acted accordingly.
The fat man and 'Zhang Zhuxun' quickly took the corpse incense, shovels and the remaining explosives and went out to set up, leaving 'Wu Xie' and Zhang Haixing behind, looking at each other in silence.
"Uh... you..." 'Wu Xie' opened his mouth and struggled to squeeze out two words.
Zhang Haixing rolled his eyes and said angrily: "What are you doing so far away? I can't help you. Help me up quickly and be more agile when I run later."
"Wu Xie" said "Oh" and walked closer silently.
He stretched out his hand to hold Zhang Haixing's arm, but before he could exert any force, Zhang Haixing suddenly gave Wu Xie's eyes a sharp look, grabbed Wu Xie's hand, twisted his whole arm behind his back, stood up and kicked him in the back.
Step on his legs at the bend of your knees.
"What are you doing?!" 'Wu Xie' was shocked and struggled hard, "Fuck you old woman, what do you want to do?"
"Bah!" Zhang Haixing cursed, grabbed his other arm and tied it together.
"You lunatic! Are you sick?" 'Wu Xie' cursed. This woman was so strong that she kicked him in the stomach and half of his body was sore. He could only hope that Fatty Yi and the others would get away from each other.
You can hear the sound not too far away, "Help! Help... Uh-huh--"
"Shut up." Zhang Haixing snorted, then took a gauze roll and stuffed his mouth.
"Uh-uh-uh!" 'Wu Xie' glared at her, his eyes almost bloodshot.
Hearing the tone of those three words, Zhang Haixing burst into laughter, the kind of smile that makes you feel triumphant after your strategizing and planning succeeds. "Oh, you are so pitiful. You are still so simple now."
She squatted down, stretched out her right hand in front of Wu Xie, and sneered, "Do you think everyone with longer fingers in the world has the surname Zhang?"
'Wu Xie' stopped struggling and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
who are you?
"My surname is not Zhang." Zhang Haixing clicked her tongue. Her emotions were very complicated at the mention of this surname. She seemed to be bored, but also felt emotional.
‘Wu Xie’ looked out of the bronze door uncontrollably.
"Stop looking." Zhang Haixing pinched his chin and turned his head, "They two can't come back. Do you think the trap I proposed is to get rid of those damn Germans? Ha... it's nothing at all.
German, that ghost guy was taken out by me and dealt with long ago."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! She sighed and said with some regret: "To be honest, you are not the best choice. If Bai Ci is not too difficult to deal with, I have no confidence that I can win against him.
Blood, in fact, his blood is the most suitable. It is too difficult to find someone with this kind of blood in the world, but fortunately, you are not bad either."
'Wu Xie' took a lot of effort to push out the gauze that blocked his mouth, gasping for air, "I have obviously never bled in front of you, you... you have known that there is something wrong with our blood? When?"
"
Zhang Haixing laughed and said: "Do you think that the test of you in the Lama Temple was just to see your resistance to the bronze bell? It is also an illusion, but you have never thought about why so many of them appeared in your illusion.
of bugs, this is certainly not an accident.”
"What I didn't expect was that Bai Ci's blood could actually circle patterns. This was an unexpected surprise beyond my expectation."
Zhang Haixing said with emotion, "The patterns you see are not formed by the lines here. There is no technology in the world that can identify a kind of blood in this way."
"The reason why those patterns are formed is because that thing is in this hole. Your previous analysis is generally correct, but the square boxes on the dome are not the marks left by it. Those square boxes are where it is waiting.
The place."
"Look." She turned on the flashlight, maximized the light source, and shined it upward.
The huge palm print on the dome disappeared without knowing when.
Zhang Haixing frowned, pulled out the dagger, found the artery above Wu Xie's knee and was about to cut it, but his wrist suddenly tightened.
A slender, white hand stretched out from the side and clamped her down. There were still bruises on her wrists that had broken through the struggle after being tied up.