I Was Once a Legend

Chapter 232: □

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"What is this?" Ren Heming moved closer, he frowned, and also felt the gloom coming from below. The charm used to protect the body emitted a faint heat, and Ren Heming looked at Dong Zheng: "Want to go down and have a look? The evil spirits below are not weak, maybe the evil spirits have stayed."

"Then look for clues." Dong Zheng and Ren Heming reached an agreement, the two tied their horses to a nearby tree, put their hands on the handle of the Xiuchun knife, and leaned down into the low hole.

Ren Heming, as the senior brother and the team leader, naturally explored the way at the front. He lit a fire stick, and the flame burned smoothly. The cave was very dry, and the oxygen content in it was still sufficient, but there was a strange smell, like there was Something rotted and removed, but the smell remains.

Dong Zheng also held the fire book, and they descended one step at a time. The steps seemed to be dug temporarily, and it was not easy to walk. After going down a dozen steps, the sky light at the entrance of the cave was tilted and fell far behind, only the hands of the two of them. The burning light of the fire box illuminates the surroundings.

The further down you go, the more obvious the feeling of Senhan becomes. After about 30 steps, you finally reach the bottom. This is the excavated space on one side, about 20 square meters. The walls of the cave are full of pits, and there are traces of excavation everywhere. It is not even as good as some farm cellars.

There are not many things in the cave. A wooden table is placed against the wall. There are some straw papers scattered on it, and some ghost-like talismans are painted on it. I don’t know how long it has been left. Rusted.

Dong Zheng smashed the lock without much effort. He opened the box. The dust was flying. He held his breath and saw a pair of red embroidered shoes on top.

The shoes are of average workmanship, with traces of wear, and they should belong to teenage girls in terms of size. In addition, they are full of clothes, which look like an adult man when unfolded.

Dong Zheng turned all the way to the bottom, and felt something hard from the pile of clothes.

He took out the thing. It was a small statue more than ten centimeters high. It was made of stone. I don't know if it was originally scribbled, or it was often held in his hand and the details were smoothed out. It can only be roughly seen that it is a standing person. , folded his arms against his chest, as if praying.

"I found this." Dong Zheng said to Ren Heming, who was still studying the pile of paper. Ren Heming heard the sound and saw the thing in Dong Zheng's hand, his forehead jumped, and his face became solemn, "What is this?"

Of course Dong Zheng didn't know. Ren Heming took the statue in his hand and touched it left and right, but he couldn't see any other way. At this time, Dong Zheng opened another box. He also lifted the clothes covering it and found it. A wire-bound book at the bottom of the press box.

The book is thin, but the paper is still very soft. Dong Zheng rubbed it in his hand and whispered, "This should have been put in recently."

He opened the blue, wordless cover. The first half of the book was written with dense traditional characters. Dong Zheng tried to read it. He knew each word individually, but when combined, it was completely incomprehensible. mind.

Just like this sentence: The dragon weeps for his body, and asks God for everything. It seems to be asking the gods to do things, but how can normal people talk like this

Ren Heming was also at a loss, he and Dong Zheng roughly flipped through the book, all of which were similar in strange sentence patterns and content.

The light of Huozhezi jumped suddenly, as if it was about to go out. The firelight could not illuminate all corners. The smell left after the decay of the creature seemed to have penetrated deep into the cave wall, lingering, and it seemed to have an indescribable sweetness. Smelled for a long time, very disgusting.

Dong Zheng found a small protruding human bone on the other side of the cave wall. A living person or a corpse was sealed in the mud of the cave. In a word, whether it was dead or alive before, after being trapped in the mud There is no way to live, and it has gradually decayed over time until now, only bones are left.

His back was cold for a while. After so many boxes of experience, Dong Zheng's ability to accept ghosts and ghosts has been greatly improved, but the coldness on his back is like a real thing, and it is not caused by his psychological effects at all. of.

Probably the evil spirit in Ren Heming's mouth.

"Take these with you first." Ren Heming obviously felt that it was not very good, so he could only say, "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, it is better for us to go out quickly."

With the burning of the fire book, the air in the underground cave became more turbid. Seeing that there were no other useful clues, Dong Zheng and Ren Heming took the stone statue and the booklet and quickly left the underground palace.

Back under the sun, the warm sunlight shone on their bodies, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, they led their horses, and chased again in the direction where the evil spirits fled.

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