Tomb Raider Live: Beginning Cao Cao's 72 Suspected Tombs

Rao, when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

but……

Chen Yao grinned.

So what?

I won the bet!

Below the cave well is a huge underground cave. Holding the flashlight and looking up, it is boundless and shrouded in darkness. It is impossible to see how big it is.

The ground environment also presents a very strange situation.

Countless stone pillars broke through the ground and rose from the ground.

Just like the stone forest he saw on the Internet, a typical karst landform.

But Hanzhong obviously does not belong to this category.

Chen Yao couldn't help frowning, looking from a distance, those stone pillars were also boundless, spreading from the outside to the inside.

Vaguely, he seemed to see something hidden deep in the stone forest, but no matter how much he opened his eyes, it was difficult to see clearly.

Kacha~

Reach out and press gently under the breastplate.

In the crisp sound, the barbs pierced into the stone wall were loosened one after another, and he also fell from a height of more than two meters.

The moment of landing.

Chen Yao leaned forward, shaped like a big bow.

In an instant, the force of the fall was removed.

At the same time, he turned back with his backhand, pulled out the vajra umbrella and stretched it in front of his body, looking around with the flashlight.

A series of actions.

All in one go.

Not the slightest stagnation.

"Kneel down, brother Yao, I don't want to learn tomb robbery, you can teach me how to play extreme sports."

"I doubt Brother Yao has kung fu, but I have no proof."

"Kungfu? Brother, your pattern is really bad, we already suspect Brother Yao is a cultivator."

"It's so damn strong. With this skill, it's a pity not to go to the national team to make a name for yourself. It's a pity to stay here as a small anchor."

Seeing this scene, the audience in the live broadcast room was amazed again.

Especially those newcomers, who have never seen such fierce skills, just feel like watching a sci-fi blockbuster.

How can anyone dare to play like this?

Forcibly jumped from the night sky tens of meters away.

The key is not even a parachute.

Even the most elite parachute troops in the army don't have this ability, do they?

"This is about to get wet? Brother, watch it a few more times, isn't your house about to flood?"

"Damn it, it hurts you too much."

Amid the debate among the audience, Chen Yao had roughly seen the surrounding environment clearly.

This is undoubtedly an underground mine, and the area is estimated to be more than two mu. Apart from the countless stone forests rising from the ground, Chen Yao also found an astonishing sight.

On the stone wall of the mine dome.

It is full of holes one after another.

Different sizes.

Some are enough to fill a coffin.

Some can barely accommodate a child in and out.

One of the biggest.

The diameter is almost three or four meters upwards.

Just above his head is the jade hole well that he just came down from.

Looking up, the caves are densely packed, like pairs of dark eyes in the night, it is definitely the ultimate nightmare for patients with cryptic phobia.

But when the strong light went off, the holes were shining with light.

Either it was the cyan color he had seen before, or it was dark green.

Chen Yao judged that those should be the 'foundation' of this large sacrificial formation, and there were pieces of ancient bronze artifacts buried there, corresponding to the jade discs buried in the upper cave wall.

Chen Yao had never heard of such a weird sacrificial ceremony.

After all, even if you sacrifice to God, you shouldn't be in the deep mountains.

After thinking about it, Chen Yao was still confused, so he simply gathered his mind and identified a direction in the darkness, which was impressively towards the place he vaguely saw earlier.

Because I was worried that the ghostly shadow in the jade disc would appear again.

This time, Chen Yao was extremely careful.

All the way through those dense stone forests of different heights.

"Brother Yao, I checked. There shouldn't be karst landforms in Hanzhong. Is there something wrong with those stone pillars?"

Finally, someone noticed the strangeness of the stone pillars around him.

Chen Yao nodded, "It's more like wind-eroded rocks than karst landforms. Do you still remember the mountain rock I saw before I went down to the lake? It's very similar to these stone pillars."

"I feel that it may be caused by the underground yin veins..."

As Chen Yao explained, he walked around a huge stone pillar in front of him, but he stopped suddenly as soon as he passed by.

Even the following words seemed to be stuck, and they were swallowed back.

"wrong……"

Holding the flashlight, Chen Yao looked like he had seen a ghost, and stood there in a daze, holding up the flashlight and looking forward.

There are still countless stone pillars ahead, standing in the darkness.

It seems to be no different from other places.

But wait until he shines the flashlight overhead.

The audience, who were wondering why he stopped suddenly and made strange and suspicious noises, stood up from their chairs as if they had been electrocuted.

"I rely on?"

"how is this possible!"

"Isn't this fucking a ghost?"

In the beam of light, Chen Yao suddenly saw the cave he came down from.

The jade light shone faintly on the cave wall, and the traces left by his barb piercing through the stone wall were faintly visible.

It is also verifying that this is by no means the second hole.

So it's back to square one?

Chen Yao frowned, he had only heard of such a weird situation from the older generation before.

There is only one explanation for this situation.

That is, he fell into the ghost hitting the wall without knowing it!

Chapter 125 Qimen Dunjia, Eight Gates of Life and Death

Ghost hitting the wall is also called ghost hitting the wall.

It is widely spread among the people.

When he was a child, during the time he lived in the country, Chen Yao often heard about it from his grandma.

What impressed me the most was that there was an alcoholic in the same village named Lao Si, who was addicted to alcohol. No matter day or night, sunny or rainy, he would drink a cup in the morning.

Or you'll be bored all day.

That day, his uncle and master in the outer village got married and asked him to help.

The family members waited and waited, and he didn't come back until late at night, so he called to ask about it, only to find out that the banquet ended after eight o'clock, and the fourth brother wandered away after nine o'clock.

Upon hearing this situation, the family could not sit still.

I'm afraid he drank too much wine and fell into the river and drowned.

In those days, the people in the countryside were simple and honest. Upon hearing this situation, the village chief immediately mobilized the whole village, young and old, to go out and look for it.

After all, death is no small matter.

A villager, looking for a long time.

It wasn't until the sky was getting dark that someone finally found the shadow of the fourth child in the grove outside the village.

But the horror is.

The fourth child was like a headless fly, circling back and forth in the woods.

No matter how others yelled or yelled, he didn't respond at all.

An elderly man can tell at a glance that he has entered the ghost wall.

Originally, his body had been damaged by alcoholism all year round, and now he was spinning around like crazy, his energy and spirit were severely worn out, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

If this continues, people will undoubtedly die.

Seeing this scene, the family almost cried.

The village head is a knowledgeable person, he only said that this place is evil, if you don't want the fourth child to die, then stop crying, go find a five-year-old rooster and behead it for blood.

Because this kind of rooster has the heaviest yang energy, the blood will definitely break the evil spirits.

At that time, the fourth child will be able to walk out of the ghost wall.

But upon hearing this condition, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

As the old saying goes, there is no dog for eight years and no chicken for six years.

It's not that dogs don't live for eight years, and chickens don't live for six years.

It’s about domestic chickens and dogs. Once they have been raised for too long, these livestock have lived in the human world for a long time. After witnessing all kinds of behaviors in the world, they are easy to become ghosts and do evil things that ordinary people can’t believe.

In this year, although such customs have long since disappeared.

But an eight-year-old dog is easy to find, but a six-year-old rooster is hard to find.

In a while, where can I find it?

However, during the debate, someone remembered that there was a rooster that was more than five years old and almost six years old at a relative's house in the neighboring village.

I just don't know if they sell it or not.

At this point, the fourth child's face in the forest was as pale as paper, his body was shaking, and he looked like he was about to die.

How can the family wait.

He took the money and went to the next village.

To put it bluntly, I wished I could kowtow, so I finally bought back the rooster that had been kept as a treasure for five or six years.

Immediately beheaded and dripped blood.

Surprisingly, the five-year-old rooster is indeed extraordinary.

The blood did not solidify for a long time in the bowl, and it was golden in color.

Everyone gasped in amazement, but the village chief didn't care too much. He took a porcelain bowl full of chicken blood, went outside the forest, and sprinkled it hard.

Chicken blood is like rain.

Even the fourth child who was possessed by the evil spirit was splashed all over.

But the effect was excellent, and the others woke up immediately.