The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 552 Heavenly Palace on the Clouds (18) The New Helper in the Apartment: The Female Corpse is Very Moist
Dark blue corpse beetles kept emerging from the eyes, ears, mouths, and noses of the dancing figurines. The corpse beetles emerging from the eyes, ears, and noses were only the size of a child's fist, but the corpse beetles emerging from the mouths of the figurines were larger than an adult's palm.

These carrion beetles look like large lice at first glance, but their sharp claws sometimes make a "crunching" sound that gives people goosebumps. No one would believe that you can just scratch an itch after being bitten by one of these things.

The number of corpse beetles emerging from the dozen or so terracotta dancers was beyond imagination. Xinling turned pale as she finally understood why her brother Wensheng had said there were no corpses among those terracotta figures.

Dali instinctively shrank behind Wen Sheng and asked, "What is a corpse beetle?"

"Disgusting creatures that primarily feed on rotting corpses."

As Wen Sheng spoke, he pulled the two women's hands and stepped back, saying, "Xinling, light the fire."

"Huh?" Xinling was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized what was happening and took out a lighter and a makeshift torch from her bag.

After burning the centipedes in the main hall, Xinling was worried that she would encounter this situation again, so she cut open some clothes on the way and wrapped cotton and cloth around the empty water bottle.

Now that Wen Sheng had said that, she immediately lit the "torch" and waved it at the corpse beetles crawling on the ground.

Unlike centipedes that prefer heat, these corpse beetles are terrified of fire. Now, under Xinling's waving, the approaching corpse beetles began to hesitate.

However, this "makeshift torch" didn't burn for long, and fearing it would burn her hands, Cyndi couldn't hold it and dropped it on the ground after it was about half burned.

The "torch" that had fallen to the ground was still burning, but the swarm of corpse beetles chose to bypass it and charge straight at the three people.

"Uncle, the back door won't open!" Zhuge Dali exclaimed as she kept backing away.

The three of them bypassed Huaqing Pool, but what appeared before them was a tightly closed stone door.

Without turning his head, Wen Sheng said, "Xinling, there's a mechanism on the door. You and Dali should look for it."

After saying that, he pulled out his pistol and shot at the few corpse beetles that jumped up at the front. However, he had limited bullets and could not take down so many corpse beetles with a pistol. So after shooting a few, he put away his pistol and used his dagger to knock them away.

At the speed of these corpse beetles, it was no different from slow motion in his eyes. Even if there were many of them, it would be impossible for them to break through his defenses.

But he couldn't stay here forever, and there were even bigger things down in that pool.

Behind her, Xinling arrived at the stone door and saw that there were eighteen holes of different shapes carved on the stone door, and two small seal characters were carved next to each hole.

"Huangzhong, Dalu, Taicu, Jiazhong..."

Xinling's gaze sharpened, and she quickly exclaimed, "Brother Wensheng, this subject seems to be related to the Eighteen Laws of the Tang Dynasty, and it requires knowledge of music theory."

"Then do you understand?"

“I know a little, but…” Xinling said anxiously, “There’s no music pipe here, and I don’t know which piece of music was used to set up the mechanism.”

"wait."

After Wen Sheng shouted, his gaze swept over the musical and dancing figurines.

“The law is in the hands of those terracotta warriors,” Wen Sheng said, cutting open the body of a leaping corpse beetle with his dagger as he moved closer to the terracotta warriors.

As soon as he moved, most of the corpse beetles on the ground started to move as well, but a few still crawled toward the two women.

Just as Wen Sheng was about to use the last remaining magazine to deal with the corpse beetles, Dali suddenly pulled a bottle of "Water of Life" vodka from his bag and smashed it in front of the corpse beetles. The bottle shattered, and the liquid splashed all over the corpse beetles.

Then, to Wen Sheng's surprise, Dali wrapped two cigarettes in toilet paper, lit them, and threw them onto the liquor.

With a loud "boom," a line of fire ignited in front of the two women, and several corpse beetles that had been soaked in wine were also set ablaze.

"Why do you have alcohol in your bag?" Xinling asked curiously after seeing this.

"Uncle Ziqiao carried too much and couldn't carry it all, so he let me carry a little of it." Zhuge Dali looked at her masterpiece, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Meanwhile, Wen Sheng asked, "What's the matter with the cigarettes? I don't remember asking you to get them for me."

“When I came from Erdaobaihe with Sister Xinling before, I was afraid you would be angry, so I bought a few packs of cigarettes to give to you, but climbing the mountain consumed too much oxygen, so I didn’t take them out.”

"..."

Upon hearing Dali's words, Wen Sheng's lips twitched, unsure whether he should praise her.

Fortunately, with the help of a great force, Wen Sheng quickly took the law tube from the hands of those terracotta warriors.

Wen Sheng casually dealt with the corpse beetles that jumped up without knowing their own mortality, and then focused his attention on the pool next to him.

"Brother Wensheng, there should be eighteen pitch pipes," Xinling reminded him.

Wen Sheng nodded and continued collecting law tubes from the other terracotta warriors.

The corpses inside these terracotta figures had long been eaten away by carrion beetles, leaving only an opening, from which carrion beetles were still crawling out.

Are you raising corpse beetles?

Just then, Wen Sheng frowned slightly, his gaze towards the pool filled with anticipation.

Soon, ripples began to spread across the calm pool, and the golden lotus flowers on it began to rise and fall.

After thinking for a moment, Wen Sheng quickly finished collecting the remaining law tubes and returned to Dali and Xinling's side.

"Law control."

“Brother Wensheng, I guess the music playing on this door is the ‘Rainbow Feather Robe Dance’.” Xinling took the eighteen pipes of varying lengths from Wensheng and said, “This place is the Hall of Longevity and the Huaqing Pool. Could it be that Yang Guifei was buried here?”

"I don't know if it's Yang Guifei, but a girl is about to climb out of the pool."

After saying that, Wen Sheng added, "Xinling, go open the door now, leave the rest to me."

"it is good."

"What about me?"

"..."

Looking at Dali's excited face, Wen Sheng said in a deep voice, "You stay here obediently."

"Oh." Dali looked disappointed.

Seeing the corpse beetles lurking outside the fire line, Wen Sheng was about to add fuel to the fire when he suddenly remembered something and put down the backpack behind him.

Seeing this, Dali quickly said, "Uncle, do you want to add more fire or relax? I still have some wine and cigarettes in my bag."

"..."

Wen Sheng glanced at her, wondering if, when they got back, Lawyer Zhuge would find cigarettes and alcohol among her daughter's belongings and think that he had led her astray.

Wen Sheng's backpack was the largest among everyone in the apartment, almost as tall as Dali's.

However, considering his strength and the fact that he had taken a lot of hiking and camping gear from his bag before, no one asked him what else was in the bag.

Now, Wen Sheng removed the clothes and tent from the top of his backpack and took out a round box from inside.

"Uncle, what's in your box?"

Dali asked curiously, and even Xinling, who was preparing to deduce the secret on the stone gate, looked over curiously.

"Also a roommate in the apartment."

"what?"

Amid the two women's surprised exclamations, Wen Sheng unzipped the suitcase and yanked out the motionless, seemingly dead thing inside.

"Once you cross the snow line, it's like hibernation, why aren't you waking up?!"

"what!"

When they saw what Wen Sheng threw out, Xin Ling and Da Li both gasped in surprise.

"What a huge cockroach!"

"What a huge rat!"

"..."

The two women exchanged a glance, then turned their gaze to the dark mass below. At first glance, it looked even more disgusting than the corpse beetles, and much larger.

"Uncle, is this... also an apartment?"

"Ah."

Wen Sheng nodded, then kicked the wobbly cockroach rat that had just woken up and said, "Its name is Godzilla. It's a long-time resident of the apartment, even older than me."

"Godzilla...?" Dali took a step back, looking at the thing that looked like a cockroach and a rat with disgust. "But it's so disgusting. How can it look like both a cockroach and a rat?"

"What a coincidence, the people in the apartment call it a cockroach rat, how disgusting... It doesn't rely on its looks to make a living."

Wen Sheng smiled, then picked up Godzilla and threw it into the swarm of corpse beetles.

“I didn’t bring you here to sleep. If you don’t contribute, you’ll stay here forever and never go back.”

Seeing her roommate being thrown out, Dali exclaimed in surprise, but then her eyes widened as if she had seen something unbelievable.

"It...it can fly?"

Before the three men's eyes, Godzilla, which had been thrown out, suddenly spread its wings just as it was about to fall into the pile of corpse beetles. After flapping its wings a few times, it actually took flight.

Whether it was because it heard what Wen Sheng had just said or was provoked by the corpse beetles beneath its feet, Godzilla stopped in mid-air and then suddenly swooped down again. Its sharp claws crushed a corpse beetle as it stepped on it.

Green sap splattered on its claws, and Godzilla rubbed them on the ground with a hint of disgust.

However, what truly surprised the two women was that when Godzilla appeared, the surrounding corpse beetles dared not approach.

"These corpse beetles seem a little afraid of Godzilla?" Xinling asked in surprise.

“That’s normal.” Wen Sheng smiled. Even Godzilla can’t fly, but Godzilla can. It’s a pity it can’t use atomic breath, otherwise it would be even more perfect.

However, he had occasionally fed it his own blood over the past year. If the corpse beetle problem couldn't be solved, he would have to consider throwing it into the nuclear wastewater of the neighboring island nation. Maybe it would actually have a chance to evolve atomic breath.

Seeing that the corpse beetle was subdued by Godzilla, Xinling breathed a sigh of relief. Whether it's a cockroach or a rat, a cockroach or rat that can subdue a corpse beetle is a good cockroach or rat.

Picking up a white jade pitch pipe, Xinling said, "The ancient score of the Tang Dynasty's 'Rainbow Skirt and Feathered Robe' requires the rhythm to be played according to the method of 'three parts subtraction and addition, and the rotation of the two parts as the palace,' which is similar to..."

Xinling asked Dali to hold the other seventeen pitch pipes for her. She lightly tapped the one in her hand with her fingertips, then brought it to her ear to listen carefully.

“Huang Zhong is the key note, Lin Zhong is the bell note; I must first distinguish the pitch of each pipe.”

"Listen calmly, there's no rush," Wen Sheng comforted him.

However, just as he uttered those words, the surface of the pond not far away suddenly calmed down, and the milky green Huaqing Pool was no longer rippling.

But in the next second, a dark shadow suddenly burst out of the water and rushed straight towards the three of them.

"I've been waiting for ages."

Wen Sheng, who was prepared, reached out and grabbed the dark figure.

"Hair?" Dali exclaimed in surprise upon seeing this, because she could see clearly that the uncle was holding a handful of long, jet-black hair.

The distance from where the three people were to the pool was at least a dozen meters, but the hair was so long that it could actually grow from the pool to this side. It was truly terrifying.

"Let's see what this 'Yang Guifei' bathing in 'Huaqing Pool' actually looks like?!"

Wen Sheng said with a smile, then pulled hard, and a naked figure was immediately pulled out of the pool.

The poem "The Song of Everlasting Regret" comes to mind when the three of them, including Zhuge Dali who has already learned a lot, see this "woman emerging from the bath" upon seeing her.

"Snapped!"

The "woman" fell heavily beside the pool, letting out a painful scream, but it didn't sound like a human being.

The "woman" was naked, completely undressed. Although her extremely long hair covered her body, her struggles allowed the three men to see all her exposed "privacy."

At this moment, it feels like a perverted passerby is dragging a woman soaking in a hot spring out to admire her...

"She has a curvy figure, a slim waist, and smooth skin, but she's quite different from the plump beauty Yang Guifei I imagined," the lecherous man commented.

Looking at the other party's ferocious appearance with no whites in his eyes, Wen Sheng became even more interested.

If female corpses were all of this quality, wouldn't that be a necrophiliac's carnival?

Unfortunately, no one here is a necrophiliac.

Is this the forbidden woman?

……

"Demons and monsters, get out! Demons and monsters, get out!"

In the dimly lit tomb passage, Lü Ziqiao walked along, holding a frozen salted fish and muttering to himself.

Behind him, Zeng Xiaoxian sighed, "Lu Ziqiao, can you please shut up? You've been nagging about this salted fish the whole way, my ears are about to fall off."

"What do you know? I'm warding off evil spirits, so that all the demons and monsters ahead will stay away from us!"

Lu Ziqiao paused slightly, then continued, "This isn't just any ordinary salted fish; it's a salted fish that's been doused with 'holy water.'"

After coming down from that tomb chamber, Lu Ziqiao almost stumbled and tasted the "holy water" himself when he was carrying the cup.

After a moment of panic, he took the salted fish out of his bag. He had originally intended it as provisions, but given the current situation, he had no choice but to use it as a vessel for the "holy water."

"Then why do you keep repeating that phrase? 'Demons and monsters, leave!' Can't you come up with something new?"

“What do you know?” Lu Ziqiao snorted. “Back when my dad and I were wandering the world, he told me that he once dated a Gypsy woman. When that woman was exorcising evil spirits for my dad, she chanted this phrase, which translates to ‘Demons and monsters, leave quickly’ in Chinese.”

"Your father... Alexandre Dumas? What kind of evil could he have encountered?" Zeng Xiaoxian asked curiously.

"A Serbian dancer, a woman who dances in the middle of the night. It is said that anyone who sees or hears her dancing will be relentlessly hunted down by her with a knife, and will never be able to shake her off," Lu Ziqiao whispered. "My dad said he almost fell for her trick, but luckily he was saved."

Zeng Xiaoxian then asked, "Then why did your dad break up with his savior?"

"Hmph, Gypsy women... are not much better than those terrifying Serbian dancers."

"..."

Tang Youyou, who was walking behind the two, hadn't said much, but then she suddenly noticed that Zhang Wei was constantly washing his face with water.

Tang Youyou's heart skipped a beat. Did Zhang Wei know how he was awakened?
"Zhang Wei, we're running low on bottled water, so use it sparingly."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei paused for a moment and quickly said, "I know, but I feel a bit dirty and want to take a shower."

"Heh, you want to take a bath in a tomb?" Zeng Xiaoxian in front scoffed. "We don't mind that you're lying on top of a female corpse, but you're disgusted with yourself?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei immediately became displeased: "Everyone has a love for beauty, is that wrong?"

"Let's not be so particular in this ancient tomb," Tang Youyou advised. "We can wash up after we get out."

"Sigh! Okay."

Zhang Wei sighed, knowing that this was the case.

But soon, a thought suddenly popped into his mind, and he turned to Tang Youyou and asked, "Youyou, did you bring any cosmetics?"

"Huh?" Tang Youyou raised an eyebrow. "Cosmetics? I brought some, but not many."

"It's fine as long as I have it, let me use it quickly."

"..."

Upon hearing this, the three of them looked at him with strange expressions.

"Zhang Wei, are you... going to put on makeup?"

"Still in the ancient tomb?"

"Is there anything wrong with your mind?"

Seeing the strange looks from the three men, Zhang Wei chuckled and waved his hand, saying, "Just kidding, just kidding."

Seeing this, Lu Ziqiao and Zeng Xiaoxian looked away, but Tang Youyou stared at his hand with a surprised expression.

"Zhang Wei, your... orchid finger gesture is quite standard."

Lu Ziqiao turned his head and looked over again. After seeing Zhang Wei's delicate pinky finger gesture, he thought for a moment and said, "Zhang Wei, compared to your necrophilia, this delicate pinky finger gesture... is still acceptable to us."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei quickly withdrew his fingers and said irritably, "Don't talk nonsense, I just... felt the atmosphere was a bit dull, so I was just trying to lighten it up."

"whispering sound!"

The three ignored him and turned back to continue on their way.

But Tang Youyou felt a little strange when she noticed Zhang Wei fiddling with her hair from time to time.

Slowing her pace slightly, she looked at Zhang Wei's back and suddenly felt that Zhang Wei's hips swayed very sexily when he walked.

Uh ~
Hallucination! Hallucination!
The four walked for an unknown amount of time until Lü Ziqiao, who was ahead, stopped.

"Why did it stop?" Tang Youyou asked.

There's a fork in the road ahead.

Shining his flashlight forward, Lü Ziqiao looked at the two paths that appeared to the left and right and asked, "Which one should we take?"

The three of them looked at Zhang Wei.

However, after looking at it again and again, Zhang Wei finally patted his head and said, "I can't quite remember. In the dream, I seemed to be walking on the left, and I also seemed to be walking on the right."

"..."

The three were speechless at the sight, not expecting Zhang Wei to mess things up at such a crucial moment.

Zeng Xiaoxian sat down on the ground, panting, and said, "Let's rest for a while. Let's discuss how to get there. We don't want to go the wrong way and run into a ghost again!"

"left!"

A firm statement suddenly appeared, but it was Tang Youyou who uttered it.

"Why? You told us to go to the right through those three caves, and then we encountered a ghost."

"But we found Zhang Wei, didn't we?" Tang Youyou snorted. "Besides, we're now a group of three men and one woman, so of course we should go to the left."

"what?"

……

Just as the four were debating whether to go left or right, a creature with a large head, a small body, and a purplish-black coat with a dangling tongue crawled in from the top of the previously icy tomb.

After seeing the opened coffin, it turned its large head to look at the passage behind it. At the other end of the passage was a tomb chamber with a female corpse on a stone platform.

"hiss--"

A feeling that was hard to tell whether it was fear or confusion spread around the big head. After a long while, it reluctantly jumped into the coffin and crawled into the hole.

(End of this chapter)