Chapter 209 Three Men
When they regained their consciousness, the four of them had already entered another tomb chamber.
The layout of this tomb is almost the same as the previous one, with the slight difference being the murals.
The murals in the previous tomb chamber depicted a princess wearing silver armor and red tassels, but the murals in this tomb chamber no longer depicted humans. Instead, they depicted several creatures with human bodies and snake tails, human faces and bird bodies, human faces and beast bodies, and even human heads and dragon bodies!
“What is this...?!” Hei Xia Zi was so surprised that he even pushed down his sunglasses on his nose.
But the white ghost's voice came, "Ancestor Witch."
"These murals depict the twelve ancient witches. The one with a human body and a snake tail is Hou Tu, the one with a human face and a bird body holding a red snake is Xi Zi, and the one with a human face and a bird body stepping on two green snakes is Xuan Ming."
"And the one with a human head and a dragon body is Zhu Jiuyin, and the one with a python head and a human body, covered with black scales, stepping on a black dragon, and with a green python wrapped around his hands is Gonggong."
For example, Zhurong has a human body with a beast's head, a body covered with red scales, fire snakes in his ears, and a fire dragon under his feet, and Dijiang has six legs and four wings, but is a dull face...
Bai Gui's voice was slightly deep, "The twelve witch ancestors are all here."
He never imagined that a tomb from the Five Barbarians period would have murals about the Twelve Ancestral Witches!
Even if clues about the Twelve Ancestral Witches can be found in the tomb, those clues should be found in tombs from the Warring States Period and before!
It's no wonder that Bai Gui was so surprised. He could only guess that the owner of this tomb must have known something about the ancestor witch during his lifetime, or he was once a tomb robber and found clues about the ancestor witch in other tombs.
But Bai Gui was very sure that the tomb owner had no connection with the Ancestral Witch.
The tombs of the descendants of the ancestor witch are basically recorded in detail in each family and tribe, and in order to facilitate unified records, group burials are basically adopted.
That is, after death, the tribe members deal with the bodies in a special way and then bury them in the same cemetery.
This is similar to the Zhang family. The Zhang family has always continued the group burial method, and the Zhang family ancient building is the final resting place of all the Zhang family members.
The white ghost looked at the murals, moving his fingers as if he was calculating. After a while, he stopped and said, "Did you call them here?"
Hei Xia Zi was stunned and a little confused.
The white ghost said, "Northern mute."
Hei Xiazi also sighed, "Are you really good at fortune-telling?"
I originally thought that Bai Gui just knew a lot and could catch ghosts and look at Feng Shui, but I didn’t expect that he could actually predict the past and the future?
Bai Gui sneered, "I know a lot. Do you really think it's that easy to be a charlatan?"
Black blind man, "......"
"Ordinary people can't be a charlatan." Bai Gui said in a rather proud tone.
Aning was a little annoyed. "Okay, stop talking nonsense, Baigui. Do these murals have other intentions?"
The white ghost sneered, "What intention could there be? He just heard about the power and strength of the Ancestral Witch from others, and regarded it as a belief."
Hei Xia Zi asked casually: "So the descendants of the ancient witch have been living in seclusion?"
The white ghost glanced at him and said nothing, as if he agreed with this statement.
Sang Mo crossed his arms and looked at the three people, sneering, "Do you think I'm deaf, so you can hold a small meeting in front of me without restraint?"
"......"
"......"
"......"
God can tell you that they really weren’t holding a secret meeting!
But their actions just now did have a bit of a clique-like meaning. The three of them all felt awkward at this moment, and they all felt as if they had done something wrong and felt sorry for Sang Mo.
The white ghost cursed uncomfortably, "Damn it, who told you to make yourself deaf again? Who can I blame? Can't you make me worry less for a day?"
Sang Mo raised his eyelids slightly and walked towards the sarcophagus. There was a smiling corpse in the sarcophagus in the previous tomb chamber, so what was in this sarcophagus?
Seeing his actions, Hei Xia Zi was afraid that Sang Mo would get angry, so he quickly followed and protected him. Bai Gui was not slow either, and he did not forget to reach out and grab Sang Mo's wrist, "Take it easy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a hissing sound suddenly rang out in the tomb.
The three of them instantly focused and listened. Although Sang Mo did not hear any sound, he keenly sensed that there seemed to be danger, and the white ghost grabbed his wrist with force, reminding him not to go forward.
Hiss, hiss, hiss——
The sound became more and more frequent, like the hissing sound of a snake.
The white ghost took out a yellow talisman and at the same time let go of the hand that was holding Sang Mo's wrist. He raised this hand, put his index finger and middle finger together, and danced with the two fingers towards the yellow talisman, just like the action of drawing talismans in TV dramas.
Then the yellow talisman flew straight towards the sarcophagus, and with a bang, the yellow talisman exploded on the coffin lid.
Ah Ning, "???"
Perhaps because she and Sang Mo had seen too many magical and strange things, she was not surprised, but just very curious about what the principle behind this was.
Can Huang Fu fly independently?
I'm afraid Newton's coffin can no longer be held down.
She could understand the explosion of the yellow talisman, but she really couldn't understand the flying of the yellow talisman...
Although now is not the time to pay attention to this, as the yellow talisman exploded, circles of smoke and dust were blown up, and a snake head suddenly appeared in the sarcophagus.
The snake was scarlet all over, with smooth scales and two tiny tumors on its forehead. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't notice these two small tumors.
Its cold inverted triangle eyes stared at them, and murderous intent was spreading between its tongues. It coiled in the coffin, suddenly opened its mouth, revealing sharp fangs, and a fishy smell mixed with the rotten smell of a rotting corpse instantly spread.
As it flew out, the vengeful spirit in the air grabbed its vital point first!
“Hiss—”
Hei Xiazi's flying knife also shot out instantly, piercing the red snake's seven inches quickly, fiercely and accurately, nailing it to the ground.
The white ghost stared at the snake for a few seconds and said, "Zhu Jiuyin."
Hei Xia Zi asked: "Such a small Zhu Jiuyin?"
The white ghost pulled the corner of his mouth, "It's not the ancestor witch Zhu Jiuyin. There is a snake called Zhu Jiuyin. You can think of it as the offspring of the ancestor witch."
Black blind man, "......"
He corrected: "I know this is not the Ancestral Witch Zhu Jiuyin. I mean, is there a Zhu Jiuyin that small? I have seen a Zhu Jiuyin deep in the Qinling Mountains."
"It stands to reason that this shipwreck tomb is thousands of years old. This Zhu Jiuyin's size is a little different. Could it be that he has been staying here for so long without anything to eat that he is so hungry?"
[Okay, they are holding a meeting behind my back again. 】
Black blind man, "!!!"
No, no, there was absolutely no meeting!
He hurriedly picked up the drawing board and pen and began to write: Bai Gui said this is Zhu Jiuyin, a kind of snake, the same species as the Zhu Jiuyin in the depths of the Qinling Mountains.
Sang Mo gave him a strange look and said, "I know. I already knew what species it was."
Black blind man, "."
Don't make it seem like he's the only illiterate one.
Sang Mo pinched his chin and said, "It's so small, it must have eaten all the edible things here. It can't grow without food, so it's so malnourished."
The white ghost looked over instantly, "?"
No, it’s okay for Hei Xia Zi to say such things, but why would Sang Mo say such things?
Do they think they are humorous?
Or is it that people from the same family tend to associate with each other?
When did these two people's train of thought become so in sync?
Ah Ning, "......"
People say three women make a play, but she thinks the play of three men is actually more exciting than that of women.
There is really no solution.
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