Tomb raiding live stream: Starting as the mute Zhang

The passage leads downwards.

The slope is very steep.

It was steeper and narrower than the stone steps that had come down from before.

The rock face is dark red.

It looks like it's been soaked in blood, or like the stone was originally this color.

It was wet, cold to the touch, and slippery.

The sweet, fishy smell in the air grew stronger.

It was mixed with an even stronger stench of decay.

It also has a strange, indescribable taste.

It looked like rotten herbs, or something that had been fermenting for a long time.

It went straight into my nose.

The fumes are so strong they give you a headache.

The flashlight beam swayed in the narrow passage.

It can only illuminate a short section of the road ahead.

The ground is made of rough, hewn stone slabs.

It's very slippery.

It was covered with slippery moss.

There were also sticky, dark yellow marks.

That was the slime left behind by the "living Gu" that had escaped earlier.

Intermittent.

The path leads deeper into the distance.

Like a disgusting road sign.

"Damn, this taste..."

Fatty Wang pinched his nose and cursed in a muffled voice.

"It's even more pungent than the cesspool that I cleaned in the countryside last time, which had been stagnant for half a year."

He shuffled down the slope, one foot deep and the other shallow.

The passageway is too narrow.

His size made walking particularly difficult for him.

My stomach kept rubbing against the damp, cold rock wall.

It gave me goosebumps.

Wu Xie also faced difficulties.

He had to carefully avoid the slime on the ground.

You also need to maintain your balance to prevent slipping.

Sweat quickly appeared on his forehead.

Huo Xiuxiu was flanked by A Ning and Xie Yuchen, who stood on either side of her.

Her face turned deathly pale.

She pursed her lips tightly.

I forced myself to endure the discomfort.

A Ning and Xie Yuchen looked solemn.

The pace was fairly steady.

But his breathing also became noticeably heavier.

Behind the ancient Jiangxun Temple.

The muzzle of the gun was slightly raised.

Be vigilant about what's behind you.

Black Bear walked a little ahead.

He remained agile.

Jumping and leaping through the slippery and steep passage.

He seemed to be handling it with ease.

A faint smile seemed to linger at the corners of his mouth behind his sunglasses.

It seemed that the disgusting environment had no effect on him whatsoever.

Walking at the very front.

It's still Zhang Qiling and "Zhang Qiling".

The two of them had a very steady footing.

On this steep, slippery, and narrow path that requires ordinary people to use both hands and feet.

Walking was as easy as walking on flat ground.

Step by step, light and gentle.

There was almost no sound.

The body's center of gravity naturally adjusts with the slope.

It's incredibly stable.

The flashlight beam swept steadily forward and to both sides.

No detail is overlooked.

The rock face is no longer marked with simple chisel marks.

It is covered with dense, intricate details.

It's different from the murals on the upper level.

The depiction here is more abstract.

It's also even more bizarre.

There are no specific characters or scenes.

It was all distorted lines.

Difficult-to-recognize symbols.

There are also some strange patterns that look like insects, snakes, and ants entangled together.

The carvings, some deep and some shallow, are etched into the dark red rock face.

It flickered in and out of the flashlight beam.

It exudes a sinister aura.

"What on earth is this?"

Fatty Wang shone his flashlight on a pattern.

It looked like a tangled ball of yarn.

It also resembles a bunch of lumps with eyes crammed together.

It's extremely uncomfortable to watch.

"It's 'pattern'."

"Zhang Qiling" glanced at it and said briefly.

"Tattoo?"

"Records describe the method of feeding poisonous insects."

Zhang Qiling's voice rang out in the narrow passage.

Clear, cold.

He shone his flashlight on another rock face.

More specific patterns were engraved there.

A jar.

The can opening was opened.

Many twisted, tentacle-like things protruded from inside.

It was wrapped around a blurry human figure.

The humanoid figure struggled in agony.

Next to the jar, there were those twisted insect-shaped symbols engraved.

"Use living people to feed the things in the pots."

Xie Yuchen interpreted it with a grim expression.

"To allow the Gu worms to grow inside the human body?"

This speculation sent chills down everyone's spine.

Think about that thing that crawled out of the jar just now.

It resembles a skinned earthworm, or even the entrails of a "living Gu".

If we further consider that it might have been "grown" inside a living human body...

"vomit……"

Huo Xiuxiu finally couldn't hold it in any longer and gagged.

Ah Ning gently patted her back.

Wu Xie also felt a churning in his stomach.

Quickly look away.

No wonder those murals...

Some people were thrown into the alchemical furnace.

It involves skinning and deboning.

It turns out it wasn't just brutal killing.

Or was it for the purpose of "feeding poisonous insects"?

The owner of this tomb.

He can no longer be simply described as a "tyrant" or a "madman".

They are utterly and completely inhuman demons.

Look here.

Zhang Qiling, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped.

The flashlight beam shone on the bottom of the rock wall on one side of the passage.

There was a small pile of things there.

It's not a stone.

It's not just dry bones.

It consisted of several tattered, almost rotten coarse cloth garments.

They were piled up haphazardly.

It was covered with a thick layer of dust.

Next to the clothes.

A few thin, blackened bones were scattered around.

It looks like... a finger bone.

"Is it... one of those 'sacrificial offerings'?"

Wu Xie's voice was dry.

Zhang Qiling squatted down.

Use the scabbard to part the tattered shirt.

The clothes were already tattered.

It breaks at the slightest touch.

A small patch of ground was exposed underneath.

on the ground.

There were some dark brown, dried-out, blackened stains.

It appears as a spray.

"To be killed and bled out here."

He stood up.

Concise and concise.

The passage is not long.

But the further down you go...

The more similar "relics" there are.

Torn pieces of clothing.

Small, scattered bones.

It looks like it was deliberately dismantled or gnawed.

Dried, blackened bloodstains.

There were also some broken pieces of iron, resembling chains or shackles.

The strange, mixed smell in the air.

It seems to originate from these years of bloodshed and decay.

This is more than just a passageway.

It's more like an assembly line for processing "sacrifices".

Those poor people.

They were brought here.

kill.

bloodletting.

Then what happened to the body?

Did they feed the "things" in those jars?

The group walked on in silence.

My mood is heavy and depressed.

Only the sound of footsteps could be heard.

Heavy breathing.

And the faint sound of the flashlight beam flickering.

Behind.

The Wang and Luo families followed.

Their journey was even more difficult.

Especially the injured Wang Luan.

He was practically dragged along by his men.

The scene inside the passageway.

I could smell that nauseating odor.

Their faces were all grim.

His eyes were filled with fear and regret.

But now there is no turning back.

The floating live-streaming sphere silently recorded all of this.

The eerie carvings in the passage, the scattered remains, and the solemn and vigilant expressions of the people were conveyed to the outside world.

There were also fewer jokes and banter in the comments compared to before.

There was more solemnity and speculation.

This place is too eerie.

Feeding insects with humans?

The owner of this tomb deserves to go to the eighteenth level of hell!

Those tattered clothes are distressing to look at.

The bones are so small, it's probably a woman's or a child's...

I dare not think about it too much.

It must smell terrible.

Look at the expressions on Fatty's and Innocent's faces.

The guys remained calm.

Does Blackie seem indifferent?

The Wang family was terrified.

The passageway began to level out.

The faint sound of dripping water could be heard from ahead.

It was exceptionally clear in the dead silence.

The sweet, fishy, ​​and putrid smell seemed to have faded a little.

But it also has a damp, rusty, and chilly feel.

The slime marks on the ground also became sparse.

Intermittent.

Finally, it disappeared around a corner of a rock wall.

At the corner.

There is a crack in the rock face.

It's only wide enough for one person to squeeze through sideways.

A faint breeze was blowing from inside.

It carried an even stronger humidity.

The traces of slime disappeared before the crack appeared.

"Did they crawl inside?"

Fatty Wang shone his flashlight on the dark crack.

It seems to be very deep inside.

The flashlight beam barely shone in for a few meters.

It was swallowed by darkness.

Zhang Qiling walked to the crack.

I didn't go in immediately.

He stretched out his hand.

My fingertips lightly brushed against the damp rock face at the edge of the crack.

Then I brought it to my nose and smelled it.

Zhang Qiling also made the same gesture.

Then he looked at Zhang Qiling.

"It's here."

Zhang Qiling nodded.

He turned sideways first and squeezed into the crack.

"Zhang Qiling" followed closely behind.

The crack is very narrow.

The rock face was slippery and cold.

It feels very uncomfortable when it rubs against your skin.

It's deeper inside than I imagined.

Moreover, the trend is tortuous.

Sometimes upward.

Sometimes downwards.

Sometimes you even have to bend over and lower your head to get through.

The space felt so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Wu Xie followed behind.

They were sweating profusely from the crowd.

The backpack kept scraping against the rock face.

Fatty Wang continued to curse and swear.

It got stuck several times.

I managed to squeeze through only thanks to Panzi pushing and shoving from behind.

Xie Yuchen, A Ning, and Huo Xiuxiu also faced difficulties on their journey.

Behind the ancient Jiangxun Temple.

Be wary of the entrance to the crack.

The black bear, however, seemed to adapt well to this confined environment.

The body twisted in an almost supple way.

They can always find the most suitable angle to pass through.

Their speed was not much slower than Zhang Qiling and the others ahead.

The Wang and Luo families were the last to arrive.

It was even more chaotic when squeezing into the crack.

Curses and exclamations continued.

Wandering in a narrow space.

This only added to my frustration.

They struggled through the crack for about ten minutes.

The view ahead finally opened up.

The flashlight beam shone out.

It is no longer a depressing rock wall.

It is a relatively open space.

It resembles a giant natural cave.

However, there are obvious signs of excavation and repair on the top and around the sides.

The cave ceiling is very high.

The flashlight beam could barely illuminate the stalactites of various shapes hanging from the top.

The ground is uneven and full of potholes.

Small puddles filled with water.

Water droplets dripped continuously from the cave ceiling.

It makes a "tick-tock" sound.

The echo reverberated in the empty cave.

The air was damp, cold, and biting.

The smell of rust mingled with a faint sweet, fishy odor.

The cave is very large.

The flashlight beam couldn't reach the edge.

All you can see are jagged, strange rocks nearby.

And puddles of all sizes on the ground.

And the most eye-catching one.

It is in the center of the cave.

There stand several thick bronze pillars, each requiring several people to encircle.

The surface of the pillar is covered with mottled verdigris.

However, one can still see that it is engraved with intricate and ferocious patterns.

Similar to the carvings on the rock face.

But it's more three-dimensional.

It is also much larger.

The bronze pillars were not upright.

Instead, it was inserted into the rocky ground at an angle.

The pillar was wrapped with thick, rusted, and broken iron chains.

The other end of the chain dangled to the ground.

Or it may be soaked in stagnant water.

In the center, surrounded by several bronze pillars.

It is a stone platform that rises above the ground.

The stone platform was also constructed from a mixture of bronze and rock.

It is round.

The surface has grooves.

It's like a place where some kind of ritual is performed.

Around the stone platform.

More broken pottery jars were scattered around.

There were also some severely rusted metal utensils.

It looks like a tripod or a wine vessel.

"Is this... the main venue for the sacrificial ceremony?"

Xie Yuchen swept his flashlight across the bronze pillars and the central stone platform.

The sound was powerful.

The regulations and style of these bronzes.

This is not something an ordinary tomb could have.

It exudes an ancient and eerie aura.

"Look at the ground."

Ah Ning suddenly spoke up.

The flashlight beam shone on the ground near the stone platform.

There is less standing water there.

The original stone surface was exposed.

on the ground.

It is engraved with huge, intricate patterns.

It looks like a huge, twisted rune.

It covered a large area around the stone platform.

Within the lines of the runes.

It was filled with dark red, long-dried paint.

It gleamed eerily in the flashlight beam.

And at several key nodes of that giant rune.

Several items were placed there.

It's not a ceramic jar.

It is not a bronze artifact.

There are several low, rectangular stone troughs.

It resembles a simple altar.

Or... a container.

There seems to be something in the stone trough.

The group approached cautiously.

The flashlight beam focused on the past.

All I could see were those stone troughs.

The tank was filled with a thick, dark red, almost black liquid.

It emitted a strong, nauseating, sweet, fishy, ​​and putrid odor.

Some difficult-to-identify, flocculent or lumpy impurities float on the surface of the liquid.

And on the edge of one of the stone troughs.

It was attached to half of a dark red, remnant body, resembling the "living Gu" that had just escaped.

It drooped limply.

It stopped moving.

It appears he is already dead.

"Is it a blood pool?"

Wu Xie frowned, forcing himself to suppress his nausea.

Not entirely.

Zhang Qiling was squatting by a stone trough.

He gently stirred the viscous liquid in the trough with the scabbard.

The liquid is abnormally viscous.

It flows slowly as you pluck it.

It revealed some pale white, small, sharp objects underneath.

It's a tooth.

Human teeth.

There were also some small fragments, like finger or toe bones.

"It's flesh and blood, medicine, mixed together... the 'bait' for feeding the Gu."

Zhang Qiling's voice was icy.

He looked at the other stone troughs.

The situation inside is similar.

They were all viscous, dark red liquids.

It was soaked with bone fragments and some indescribable impurities.

"Use this...to feed the things in those jars?"

Huo Xiuxiu's voice trembled.

"Also feed them other things."

Black Bear suddenly spoke.

Shine the flashlight into the deeper part of the cave.

The darkness behind those bronze pillars.

Everyone looked in the direction of his light.

It was only visible in the shadows deep within the cave.

Near the rock face.

There were some larger, darker outlines that were vaguely visible.

It looked like a pile of sacks.

It also resembles... a giant, curled-up pupa.

The flashlight beam moved closer.

The outlines gradually became clearer.

That's not a sack.

It is not a pupa either.

Those were corpses.

Or rather, the remains of a corpse.

It was tightly wrapped and entwined by something rough, like vines or a giant sausage casing.

They form human-shaped, bloated "cocoons".

Hanging or stacked under the rock face.

Some of the "cocoons" have been damaged.

The dark, shriveled, and curled-up skeleton inside was exposed.

The surface of the skeleton appeared to be covered with a dark red, membrane-like substance.

And on the ground around these "human cocoons".

Scattered were more traces of thick, dark yellow slime.

There were also tiny scratches, like those left by some kind of arthropod crawling.

"this……"

Fatty Wang gasped.

Wu Xie felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

Those "human cocoons".

Could it be a sacrifice used to "feed the Gu"?

He was infected by that kind of "living Gu".

Or soak it in that kind of sticky "bait".

It turned into this?

"Back off!"

Zhang Qiling, who had been keeping a close watch on his surroundings, suddenly let out a low shout.

At the same time, he slightly stepped back.

Almost simultaneously.

Behind the nearest, half-damaged "human cocoon".

A dark red shadow suddenly shot out!

Lightning fast!

It rushed straight at Wu Xie's face, who was standing a little ahead!

It was the same kind of "living Gu" that had escaped before!

It seems to have been lurking here all along!

A foul stench filled the air!