；“He's all the way down! He pulled three times, and it's safe inside, no danger!” someone shouted from where the rope was.
"Okay, boss, let's go down too. You guys can wait here. The road down below might not be easy, so we'd better go through this way once to save time." Lao Gou looked at the others.
"This... it's still better to have one more person, for more convenience. The rest of you wait, and I'll go down with sir and Old Gong? " Zhang Yi tentatively asked.
"You this big head, can you crawl in? It's up to you." Old Gong rolled his eyes and said, "You go first, and we'll crawl in together."
Zhang Yi eagerly crawled into the gas hole first.
To be honest, the gas hole was really small, and Zhang Yi's head was too big. When he first crawled in, he scraped his skin.
Then I crawled in.
At first, it didn't feel too bad. However, after a while of crawling, it felt exceptionally uncomfortable.
Since the gas hole was downward and completely vertical, we were in a kind of head-down, almost an inverted posture. The blood rushed to our heads, our faces got hot, our eyes swelled up, and we had an indescribable feeling of suffocation coming in waves.
Fortunately, this feeling didn't last too long.
Zhang Yi slightly panting, shouted: "We've crawled out!"
His body shot out of the hole and fell down.
One hand was holding the flashlight, and Zhang Yi had one too, so between the moments of brightness and darkness, we could still see that from about four or five meters below, Zhang Yi made a skillful twist in mid-air and landed safely on the ground.
He was looking up with a face full of excitement and joy.
Suddenly, someone came out from the side, it was the previous ghost niche person who volunteered to come down and explore the path.
"Sir, you've come down..." Zhang Yi's words were cut off.
The ghost niche person who was exploring the path lifted his hand, one hand grabbed Zhang Yi's head, and the other hand grabbed his own head.
The action was particularly strange!
No, what's strange isn't just this point, the person's figure has changed!
He used to be thin and small, but now he had become wider and even taller than before. His clothes were completely different, it was a white robe, and it looked very old.
Only his head was that of the previous ghost niche person!
The body wasn't!
A chilling feeling surged up, I shouted: "Zhang Yi, he's dead, run away!"
The shout was not a caution, nor was it a counterattack; it was a call to escape!
The reason was simple, the other party was the soul of General Gui divided into three!
He has no head, he killed people for heads!
But my speed in shouting was always slower than the other person's hand speed!
Zhang Yi's head has already been caught!
I watched helplessly as his face twisted in terror, and his body and head separated!
The headless general ghost in white clothes, whose head had just been placed not long ago, swapped it with Zhang Yi's head. Zhang Yi's head then landed on the ghost's neck!
With a loud thud, Zhang Yi's body fell heavily to the ground, motionless.
The general ghost suddenly raised his head. He had exchanged heads with Zhang Yi, and a trace of brutality and ferocity appeared on his face.
He did not speak, his lips tightly closed. The respectful demeanor that originally belonged to Zhang Yi vanished, and the deadness and cruelty in his eyes were even more pronounced.
"Hiss... ha... hiss... ha..." Lao Gong took a deep breath again and shouted loudly: "Run, master!"
Not only was it bone-chilling, but fine cold sweat spread throughout the entire body.
Run? How can we escape?
This general ghost's level is that of High Taoist Lao Gong. It has been reduced due to the destruction of the dragon vein, and Lao Gong is afraid of it.
This is not by the river, it's the gas hole above the main tomb chamber!
This part of the general ghost in front of us is not like the one outside, whose breath and emotions are calm, merely looking for the person who blew up the mountain.
We can see from Lao Qin and High Taoist that the soul that divides into three has different emotions. The one we are facing now is the most fierce part!
"Out there, there's another one!" I croaked.
Lao Gong fell silent abruptly.
My meaning is very clear!
There is a headless monk at the outermost tomb path. He must have also encountered a part of General Gui's soul, and his head was taken off.
The other two monks died under the oppression of resentful death energy, there was no argument.
But there is a body next to the gas hole in the tomb chamber, its head falls off when touched. This means that part of General Gui's ghost killed him and exchanged heads!
The reason these three parts of the soul are in different locations is very likely because he had long since ascended to heaven through the General Mountain's dragon pulse, wandering in the mountains for years. When the dragon pulse was suddenly destroyed, his realm fell, causing him to split externally, and some of his souls wandered outside.
Of course, these pieces of information don't need to be explained to Lao Gong. He remains silent, indicating that he understands.
I can't escape at all!
The hands were suddenly released, and the body plunged downwards abruptly.
I held the sword with one hand, used a hand seal, and shot the High Heaven Sword straight down. The Spirit Sword Spell came out of my mouth.
The fall caused a burst of thunderous noise in the air.
A bell rang, and my sword struck the ground, half way in! The vibration caused pain in my wrist, and blood flowed out.
However, the general ghost with Zhang Yi's head disappeared from the spot, leaving no trace.
Some of the light comes from the three flashlights on the ground, and the other part comes from some light fixtures extending out of the walls.
The air is filled with a thick, stagnant smell.
I rolled over and jumped up, but the High Heaven Sword was not pulled out immediately.
Instead, I held the High Heaven staff in my hand, cautiously sweeping the surrounding area and keeping a constant guard against the General Ghost's attack!
What I see in front of me is a space of nearly one hundred square meters.
Below are various types of burial items, including horse bones, deer bones, cow bones, and some indistinguishable animal remains. All these are spread out below, attached to the walls.
There are even more weapons, including swords, daggers, crossbows, guns, long spears, wolf teeth clubs, and many more. They are all over the place.
Even after so many years, they still exude a cold and bloodthirsty aura, without deteriorating like the bones.
The rust simply makes them more solid.
Right in front of me, there is a thick coffin made of golden silk mahogany. The orange wood shines with gold.
Just outside the rim of the coffin, there are three gas hole openings, arranged in a triangular formation.
I, was born from one of these gas hole openings. However, I paid more attention to the General Ghost, and I didn't really pay much attention to the coffin itself, as it is part of the tomb room.
Moreover, what makes people's scalp slightly itchy is that there are exactly nine people standing around the coffin. They are standing with their backs to the coffin, tightly against it. The thin ones look like skeleton ghosts.
One of them was a golden wheel!
Although they are thin, they still have strong breaths, and white smoke keeps coming out of their mouths and nose, spreading into the walls and the gas hole above.
"Hiss... "
Lao Gong took a deep breath again: "So that's why... That's why the mountain didn't collapse... His body is nourishing the entire dragon vein. He really has become it. His own life force is too strong, so he needs these bald monks to buffer it, spread it out more. Human life force is more gentle, and after transformation, it can barely maintain the dragon from dying out."
I may not understand the specifics, but I know that Golden Wheel and these Buddhist warriors have become a medium!
They didn't die, relying on the so-called life force, but they probably suffered more than death...
