Chapter 301 Wushuang's Life Story

What is the situation inside this trail? Because of the urgent situation, Wushuang and I did not explore it in depth.

Now that the zombie king has been killed by my master, the zombies all over the mountains have scattered like birds and beasts. There is no danger in the short term, and we are not suspicious. We found the entrance of the trail and entered one after another and walked straight in.

In fact, we only walked less than 30 meters forward, and there was no way ahead! !

To be precise, it should be a landslide inside. The black soil is piled up in the cave, blocking it tightly. A human figure is obviously pressed out in the earth nest. If nothing unexpected happened, the zombie king should have slept in this collapsed place at the end, and drilled directly into the earth nest, but it was not as particular as when it traveled. I don't know where the square stone coffin was found from. It's just like the ceremonial guards of the ancient kings and nobles when they traveled. Simply put, it's for show! !

Although this situation came a little suddenly, I didn't find it too surprising. In ancient times, if the craftsmen participated in the construction of tombs, they were buried alive in the end. The smarter ones made preparations in advance and left secret passages for escape. The one in front of me was obviously not that kind of secret passage. Judging from the mysterious words at the entrance of the cave, it should be a way out left when the tomb was designed. This is already very kind. Don't expect people to pay a lot of money to build this small road. It is normal that it collapsed due to the erosion of time because the materials and craftsmanship are not up to par.

Brother Yaozi is very careful. He said that this passage seems narrow, but in fact it is shaped like a trumpet. It is very narrow at the beginning, and becomes wider as it goes further back. There should be a mountain belly dug out in front. Such a structure is very unstable and easy to collapse. But I don't know why the craftsmen must dig it like this. Maybe it is to block the path after they leave, so that the inside of the path collapses. Maybe it is related to the mysterious words at the entrance of the cave. They believe that this cave runs through the Yin and Yang worlds and must be in this shape. This may have something to do with their consciousness and cultural form. We don't know.

"Dig?"

Lao Bai patted the collapsed black soil and said, "It's very solid. If we really dig it, it may not be easier than digging a tunnel. The key is that we can go wherever we want when digging a tunnel. If we find the right location, it is possible to dig directly into the main tomb chamber. But if we go all the way from here, we can't be sure where we will go. Isn't this a waste of time?"

Brother Yaozi shook his head and said, "Just dig here!"

Lao Bai glared at Brother Yaozi and said with a grin, "Don't think that you, Yaozi, saved my life today, so I will be grateful to you. The previous black materials have not been exposed yet, and it is not your turn to point fingers here.

Seeing this, I hurriedly went up to hold Lao Bai and said that Brother Yaozi's judgment was correct. Since we have found the door, it is completely correct to dig from here. First, this road is for craftsmen to walk. Craftsmen cannot design some crazy killing mechanisms here. Isn't that pitting themselves? So digging this road is first of all safe. Although the entry of the Water Prince has put a lot of pressure on us, it is better to eat hot tofu in a hurry than to lose your life here.

Second, it is related to the overall pattern of this tomb.

When Brother Yaozi and I were in the village at the bottom of the mountain, we stood on the roof and looked at the mountain from a distance. We all agreed that this was a bamboo shoot tomb.

The bamboo shoot tomb is different from the mountain-opening tomb in the Tang Dynasty. The mountain-opening tomb is magnificent. It takes a mountain as a tomb and starts digging from the foot of the mountain. The internal operating space is very large, and the tomb passage can even be designed like a maze. Even if the tomb robbers know that this mountain is a tomb, it is difficult to find the core area with one shot.

But the bamboo shoot tomb is different. This kind of tomb is built from the top of the mountain, and the mountain is hollowed out from top to bottom. It is very small, the scale of the tomb is very limited, and there is little room for operation. It is impossible to set too many anti-theft mechanisms outside the tomb. In addition, the appearance can be seen, which means that this kind of tomb is destined to be more dangerous. If you encounter a ruthless tomb robber, as long as you stand on the top of the mountain and shovel up and down, you will definitely be able to dig in. I have heard of a ruthless character before. In order to avoid being reported by the surrounding villagers, he built a small broken house halfway up the mountain, and then started digging from the house. The robbery hole tilted upwards, and he dug from the halfway up the mountain to the top of the mountain. Finally, he broke through the bottom of the bamboo shoot tomb and drilled in.

For safety, all bamboo shoot tombs are very exquisite when hollowing out the top of the mountain and building the tomb. Whether it is the top, the ground or the surrounding walls, they are extremely solid, and most of them have some fierce mechanisms.

For example, in Tang tombs, if they are bamboo shoot tombs, they like to make fire roofs, and the sealing walls are either filled with white phosphorus or some black oil that burns when it encounters air.

As for Song tombs, most of them are acid roofs, which are full of strong acids that corrode human flesh and skin, which is very deadly.

In short, if we can determine the age of bamboo shoot tombs, then the killing mechanisms on the tomb roof and tomb walls can be traced and avoided. It is not impossible for us to dig a random robbery hole. But unfortunately, we know nothing about the historical background of this tomb, and even suspect that this is a mysterious ancient country related to mermaids. Ghosts know what dirty routines the other party will use to seal the roof. Without a clue in mind, digging a robbery hole directly is no different from seeking death.

Going through the door honestly is the most reliable way now.

This is also the reason why Brother Yaozi and I insist on coming here.

Now, after listening to what I said, Lao Bai understood everything and stopped talking. We don't know how big the collapsed area is. Maybe this is a slow job. In order to speed up the progress, I will divide the rest of us into three groups, except for my master, and take turns to work.

Wushuang and I were the first batch. I dug in front and he moved the soil in the back. After more than an hour, we dug a hole of more than two meters and nearly three meters. I retreated. Lao Bai said that the earthenware here was indeed real, but there were no stones or other things in it. It was very slow to dig such a small section in more than an hour, but I really couldn't stand it. The wound under my ribs kept hurting. When I rubbed the corpse poison for Lao Bai before, my hands were also poisoned. Later, I didn't take care of it after I got into a crisis. Now I feel the effort when I get busy. Green gas filled my hands, and the blood and pus in those originally rotten places "sizzled" out. In the end, my hands slipped and I couldn't hold the engineer shovel. My hands were numb and itchy, and finally swollen again, just like a big pig's hoof.

Lao Bai felt bad when he saw this, so he let Wushuang and I rest early, and he took care of the rest of the work.

My master was sitting cross-legged in the cave, and he had consumed a lot of energy in killing the zombie king. He was trying to recover. Seeing me like this, he woke up from his meditation, took out a small porcelain bottle, and asked me to apply it on my hands.

There was some emerald green powder in it, and it smelled like mint.

When Lao Bai saw this, he got jealous and said that this closed disciple and the boarder were really not on the same level. The boarder was poisoned by corpses and both legs were hairy, but he was sent away with two handfuls of glutinous rice, and he had to add some green leaves to feed the chickens. He was fine, all white rice, and the closed disciple was just left with residual poison, so he took out the Taoist poison-removing powder. His partiality was too blatant.

When I heard this, I didn't dare to use it. Since the last time I took my master's life-saving pills, but it almost killed him, I have left a psychological shadow. Now I dare not touch anything precious when he takes out.

My master laughed when he saw this, and said that it was not a very precious thing, but it was a little troublesome to make.

I felt relieved.

Zhang Xinya originally wanted to come over to help me apply the medicine, but Wushuang did it for me. He pulled me to sit not far away. He first washed the blood on my hands with alcohol, and then applied my master's medicine powder. It was cool and refreshing, and the heat in the palm of my hand disappeared immediately. It was very effective. Then Wushuang took the bandage and bandaged it. His skills were very skilled. The tightness was just right after the bandage, and it did not affect the knife holding activity. He was more professional than a professional nurse.

"Okay, from now on, all these jobs will be yours."

Zhang Xinya looked at Wushuang for a long time, and then stared at Wushuang's pretty face until Wushuang blushed and became embarrassed, then she said sourly: "You have a pretty face, and I guess if you wear a set of black stockings, Xiao Gao and Lao Bai will not be able to sleep at night. But your hands are more skillful than women, and you can fight and resist. How can there be such a monster as you in this world? Are you going to give us women a way to live?"

Looking at Wushuang's delicate appearance, she probably thought of her own carelessness, and was so ashamed that she turned her head to supervise, and kicked Lao Bai's butt twice, asking him to work harder to make holes.

Wushuang blushed, but said to me stubbornly: "Brother Jingzhe, I don't want to wear black stockings with shorts. I like girls, not being a girl!"

I was speechless for a while, and said suspiciously: "Zhang Xinya was just joking, why are you so sensitive, you can't really be..."

After holding it in for a long time, I didn't have the nerve to say the four words "cross-dressing man".

Wushuang became more and more embarrassed.

I had a bad taste, and I said in my heart that I just wanted to adjust Wushuang's mood and let him get out of the matter of old man Li quickly, but I kept asking questions.

Wushuang is a smart kid. Smart means high IQ, but high IQ and high EQ are two different things. People like Lao Bai are typical with high EQ, and they are as slippery as loaches. Wushuang is a master with high IQ. Such people are usually a bit stubborn, and he is no exception. He was repeatedly questioned by me, and his face turned red. He couldn't help but talk about his past.

I really don't know about his past. Last time I tracked my father and accidentally saved Old Man Li. Old Man Li said that the ferryman should have a son, and he was going to find a real ferryman. That's all I know.

Now that I heard Wushuang talk about it for the first time, I realized that Old Man Li was right when he said he was a poor child. At least compared to him, I lived in a honey pot. I had nothing missing from childhood to adulthood, even if I encountered a huge change, and then I had a master who loved me like a son, but Wushuang didn't have all this. He was a hidden child, born in Miaojiang, and grew up in beautiful mountains and rivers.

He really grew up in a beautiful environment. His mother hid him in a cave and came to bring him some food every now and then.

When he was three years old, Wushuang's mother gave him a book with no words in it, but pictures. She said it was left by his father and asked him to learn by himself by following the movements in the pictures every day.

At this point, Wushuang asked me very honestly if I wanted to read the book, which was really easy to understand.

I shook my head like a rattle. Needless to say, I knew it was the ferryman's secret. If I read it, I guess the ghost of old man Li would lie on the bed and bite me to death.

Until Wushuang was six years old, his mother didn't come for several days in a row.

Wushuang was very hungry and finally left the cave to look for his mother.

In six years, his mother came every now and then and had already trampled a path on the mountain. He followed this path and came to an isolated village.

There was crying and wailing in the village. When he walked in, he found out that his mother and husband had fallen to their deaths when they went into the mountains to look for him.

It was then that he learned that his mother was a Miao girl from the village. She had a husband. Her husband went out to work and had not returned for three to five years. She accidentally met a ferryman and gave birth to him secretly. She dared not make it public and could only hide him.

However, there is no wall that is impenetrable. I don't know which gossiper told about Wushuang's existence. Her mother and her husband had a big fight a while ago.

According to the rules of the village, the man had the right to execute her mother. According to the laws outside, people's basic rights are guaranteed. The murderer must pay with his life, no matter who it is. It is not allowed for a father to kill his son, not to mention a husband killing his wife. A woman does not sell herself to a man when she marries him. A woman can divorce when the relationship breaks down. No matter how closed the village is, it is still part of the world and can be controlled by the law.

Wushuang's mother did not understand these principles at first. The ferryman told her. Seeing that the matter was exposed, she chose the child and wanted to divorce the man. It didn't matter if she left the house empty-handed.

The man gave up and said that since the matter was over, it was over. He would take the child back from the mountain and raise her as his own.

Her mother was overjoyed and took the man into the mountain, where she fell off a cliff and died.

However, when Wushuang came back, he walked the same path his mother had always walked. Where was the cliff?

The six-year-old Wushuang was already very smart. He knew that the man had killed his mother.

"I don't know if what he did was right or not. From his perspective, he may feel that he was cuckolded and has enough reasons to kill my mother. But from my perspective, no matter how big the fault of that woman is, she is still my mother. Whoever kills her, I will kill him. You see, people are like this. Everyone has their own reasons, which are hard to explain. Since it is hard to explain, it depends on whose fist is harder. I don't understand many principles, but I only know to do what I should do." Wushuang lowered his head and said, "So, on the day my mother was buried, I chopped off his head with a knife. This is the advantage of martial artists. When you get up suddenly, no one can stop you. That was the day I ran away..." However, the mountains and rivers in Miaojiang are dangerous. How can a six-year-old child, no matter how mature he is, fight against the world? Later, he fell on the side of the road. When he woke up, he was already in the home of an old lady who picked up garbage. The old lady was blind and deaf. When he woke up, she touched his face and said that he was a beautiful girl. No one wanted her. She wanted her and she would be her granddaughter in the future. The old lady couldn't hear Wushuang talking, and she didn't identify his gender again. She really raised him as a girl and bought him colorful skirts from the street stalls. Wushuang's face turned green. Later, he couldn't stand the cold and had to wear them.

Although the days of wearing skirts were embarrassing, they were at least the happiest days of Wushuang's life. Two years later, the old lady was gone.

Wushuang buried the old lady in tears and began to wander alone again.

Until... Old Man Li found him.

However, no matter how embarrassed he was, he never put down the book. In his eyes, it was not just something left to him by his biological father. When he killed the man, he clearly realized that although he couldn't do whatever he wanted with power, he didn't have to be so embarrassed when he couldn't bear it anymore, and he didn't hate himself for being incompetent.

I brought up this topic with a mischievous mind, but when Wushuang finished speaking, I couldn't laugh at all.

My lips moved, and after holding it in for a long time, I asked Wushuang: "Are you sleepy?"

Wushuang nodded.

"Then take a nap!"

I sighed softly, but I was thinking in my heart that Wushuang might not be as open-minded as I thought. He just hid all his thoughts in his heart, and his face was always shy. If he continued like this, he would become abnormal.

When you can't bear it, just take a nap, and you will feel much better when you wake up.

This is the way my father taught me to relieve stress. I thought it was nonsense before, but later I felt it made sense. Fate is very cruel to people. There is no choice for some things. The only choice in it is to forget. Sleeping is a good way, so now I have taught Wushuang again.

Wushuang nodded silently, leaned against me, and soon we both fell asleep at the same time, but I don't know whether I provided warmth to Wushuang or I drew warmth from Wushuang. After all, in this business where life is helpless, everyone is probably tired!

I slept deeply and peacefully. I don't know how long I slept. Finally, Lao Bai pushed me awake.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that Lao Bai's vest was soaked and covered with black mud. He looked like a mud man. It must have been digging for a long time.

"I found the door of the tomb!"

Lao Bai rubbed his bloodshot eyes and said softly: "I have learned a lot from you. That door... I don't think it can be broken by human power. I'm afraid it can't be blown open even with a bomb. However, you are an expert in this area, so you can make a judgment and give me a definite answer!"

Opened?

I was shocked and stood up quickly. I saw Brother Yaozi coming out of the tunnel in front of me. He looked solemn and shook his head gently at me.

Seeing this, my heart skipped a beat. Lao Bai might not be sure, but Brother Yaozi was 80% sure. Judging from his reaction, could it be that we really encountered a tomb door of some extraordinary size?

At that moment, I took off my backpack, stretched my numb hands and feet, bent over and crawled into the tomb.