The beeswax coffin stands in the center of the stone chamber. Under the illumination of the xenon lamp, the surrounding area emits a faint yellow light, flickering and showing an indescribable strangeness.
Another "squeaking" sound came.
This time I heard it very clearly, it was coming from the beeswax coffin.
My heart sank and I took a breath of cold air.
At this time, Zhang Jisheng had already moved towards the beeswax coffin step by step.
Seeing this, I held my breath and stepped forward.
As we get closer and closer, the unique fragrance of beeswax becomes more and more intense.
It wasn't until I got closer that I discovered that this beeswax coffin was a little different from the one Chen Mo and I had seen before.
The beeswax coffin in the previous stone chamber was just a piece of natural beeswax with a hollow center. However, the beeswax coffin in front of you was carefully carved.
The beeswax coffin is engraved with ferocious-looking alien beasts, with snake heads and human bodies, and fangs exposed.
Incredibly, this piece of beeswax is covered with blood-red silk threads, criss-crossing and rising and falling. It feels like it is alive. At first glance, I thought they were squirming.
My throat felt itchy and I coughed slightly.
This cough seemed to disturb the contents of the beeswax coffin, and the "squeaking" sound sounded again.
I was so frightened that I took a few steps back.
However, at this moment, Zhang Jisheng was not only not afraid, but seemed possessed, with almost his entire face pressed against the beeswax coffin.
I shouted nervously: "Jisheng, what are you doing?"
"Shh," Zhang Jisheng made a silent gesture towards me.
"Zhou Cang, what is Jisheng doing?" Xiangyu, who was hiding behind me, asked in confusion.
"Have you heard that someone seems to be whispering here?" Zhang Jisheng raised his head and said.
Hearing what Zhang Jisheng said, I couldn't help but walk over cautiously and put my ear against the beeswax coffin.
"It really does," I said in surprise.
"What's there?" Xiangyu's face turned pale instantly. Although she looked frightened, she still pressed her face close to the beeswax coffin like the rest of us.
There was silence in the stone chamber, and we could almost hear each other's breathing. In the deep darkness, waves of frightening whispers came from the beeswax coffin——
"It hurts...it hurts..."
"ah!"
Xiangyu screamed in surprise and took several steps forward at once, gasping for air.
Zhang Jisheng and I looked at each other, but neither of us knew what to do next.
Suddenly, Zhang Jisheng looked behind me in surprise.
I broke out in a cold sweat all over my body, and my heart suddenly jumped into my throat!
At this moment, a dark and skinny hand put its hand on my shoulder.
The sound of "squeaking" came from the beeswax coffin again, and my scalp felt numb. I felt that the air around me had suddenly solidified, and I could hardly breathe.
Just die!
I suddenly turned my head and moved my gaze towards the owner of the withered hand who didn't know whether he was a human or a ghost.
"Sir, why is it you?" Zhang Jisheng shouted out almost at the same moment I turned my head.
The old man's wrinkled, cold and lifeless face was barely an inch away from me, and his scorching eyes were staring into mine.
I instinctively took a step back, the rise and fall of my chest softened a little, and said, "Old sir, could you please stop coming over without saying a word? I was almost scared to death when you put your arm around me like this."
Already."
The old man looked at me silently, then opened his palms, and there was a small white writhing thing in his palms. It looked very much like the parasites stuck in my throat in the secret passage.
The old man saw the strange color in my eyes and said dryly: "This is the fish louse, a parasite that lives in the human mouth. If it goes on for a long time, it will eat your tongue and replace you."
Tongue work. As far as I know, this parasite is found in many places in this ancient temple. You'd better check your whole body."
When the old man said this, I instantly felt uncomfortable all over my body, as if there were many tiny insects clinging to it, and I couldn't help but shake my clothes.
"Creak, creak, creak," another voice came from the beeswax coffin.
Our attention was immediately attracted to the beeswax coffin.
"Shall we open the beeswax coffin and take a look?" Zhang Jisheng seemed to be asking for my opinion.
"No," the old man shouted instantly, uncharacteristically stopping us.
The three of us turned our heads to him at the same time.
The old man still had a frosty face and said coldly: "Let's go, this is not the exit."
While talking, the old man walked out of the door and walked into the corridor where we were before.
The three of us looked at each other and then returned to the corridor.
But the moment I stepped out of the door, I felt that the beeswax coffin in the darkness behind me seemed to move. I had a vague illusion that the lid of the beeswax coffin had been opened through a gap.
I didn't have time to think too much and walked out quickly.
When I walked out of the stone room, the old man was already standing in front of a mural in the middle of the corridor. He reached out and pressed the button, opened the door, and walked in.
The three of us quickly came to the door and walked in.
After entering, I was a little dumbfounded. It no longer looked like a stone chamber, but a cave entrance.
Inside the cave entrance are stone steps that spiral downward. The stone steps were a little wet, as if someone covered in water had just walked through them.
"Zhou Cang, Jisheng, do you feel that the water marks on the stone steps seem to follow a pattern? It feels like someone is crawling on hands and feet, but this person is not walking down.
, but come up." Xiangyu said.
I thought of the long-haired monster I saw in the corridor. Could it be that it climbed up from here?
"Sir," Zhang Jisheng said to the old man who had been standing at the entrance of the cave without moving, "should we go down this stone staircase?"
"Yes." the old man said.
"But these water marks on the ground..." Xiangyu's voice was trembling.
"Xiangyu, we don't know what's going on down there. Why don't you wait for us at the entrance of the cave. If it's safe, I'll call you down." Zhang Jisheng said.
"Then it's better to let me follow you." Xiangyu seemed to have lost his courage and no longer wanted to be alone.
"Old sir, I have a question. How did you get to the stone chamber just now?" I turned around and asked, "And why does it look so familiar to you? Didn't you say you had never been to the ancient temple before?
"
But the old man didn't pay attention to me, but picked up his legs and started to go down the steps.
The three of us had no choice but to walk down the spiral staircase step by step under the guidance of the hernia light beam.
The staircase spiraled endlessly into the underground darkness beyond the reach of the xenon lamp.
On the empty spiral stone staircase, the sound of our footsteps kept echoing, and it felt like someone was chasing us behind us.
Just when I was worried that if we continued on this trend, we would get further and further away from the ground, suddenly, the spiral staircase came to the end, and in front of us was a huge stone pillar, blocking our way.
I plucked up the courage and stepped forward to take a closer look.
There is a relief sculpture with the head of a human and the body of a snake on the lower half of the stone pillar. Its eyes are fierce, but the corners of its mouth are raised strangely, and a weird smile hangs on the lower part of the face, seeming to laugh at our ignorance.
of intruders.
"Zhou Cang,"
Xiangyu suddenly called me from behind, his tone mixed with uneasiness.
"What's wrong?" I turned around and asked
"Look at the bases of these stone pillars." Xiangyu pointed to the lotus seat under the stone pillars, her fingers trembling.
I turned around and saw a pair of eyes painted on the base. It looked like they were painted with blood, and they had just been painted because they hadn't completely solidified yet.
Zhang Jisheng also came over and knelt down to check.
Zhang Jisheng suddenly raised his head and said to me: "Zhou Cang, do you feel that there seems to be more than just our group in this ancient temple?"
"Look, this thing must have been painted on by someone, and you can see that the blood on it hasn't dried yet, which proves that he was still in front of us just now, very close to us." Zhang Jisheng's voice was lowered, "He left
There must be some intention behind those bloody eyes."
I took a deep breath and looked over the reliefs on the stone pillars, "Huh?"
"What's wrong?"
Xiangyu stood behind me and became nervous again when he heard my voice of confusion.
"Do you think that the bloody eyes on the base of this stone pillar seem to be the same as the eyes on the relief." I looked at it carefully again and said uncertainly.
"Could it be that the bloody eyes are giving us a hint?" Zhang Jisheng said with his mouth slightly open in surprise.
"Are you saying that there are mechanisms on the eyes of this relief sculpture with a human head and a snake body?" Although Xiangyu was nervous, his thinking was still very quick.
"This is just my guess." Zhang Jisheng said.
"Just give it a try, there's no way out from now on." I said.
The old man also nodded towards me at this time.
So, I walked to the front of the relief and groped with my hands on the image of a human head and a snake body. Sure enough, I found that the eyes on the relief could move.
I moved the eyes of the relief, and the relief pattern on the stone pillar began to move, like a Huarong Tao game. After a "quacking" sound, a new pattern was formed.
It is a picture of Nuwa mending the sky. The hole in the sky is broken, and there is a small door on the stone pillar, which can lead to the back of the stone pillar.