Chapter 105

Lao Qifeng's voice was low, echoing in the alley.

Everyone felt a chill.

This Miao region, far from the Central Plains, has been different from Central Plains customs since ancient times. In the Great Shu, it was only a loose control, not living with the Han people, and there was little contact and trade on weekdays.

Moreover, after the incident fifteen years ago, the Miao region almost became a forbidden area. If you broke in for no reason, not to mention whether you would be harmed by witchcraft, I'm afraid the Embroidered Uniform Guard would come to interrogate you in a few days.

Therefore, even if everyone present was mixed in the southern martial arts community, and many people were in the Huguang region, not far from the Miao region. But their understanding of the Miao region and Miao people was actually quite small.

The less you know, the more you will have fantasies.

After a while, the Qingcheng sect leader opened his mouth: "Leader Lao, are you a bit worried?"

"Sacrificing livestock is something we also have in the Central Plains. It may not necessarily lead to human sacrifice."

Lao Qifeng sighed: "Well, it's best if I'm worried. It's just that the Miao region is prevalent in witchcraft, bloody and strange, and the proportion of blood and flesh and raw sacrifice inside is not low. It is common for witchcraft to appear in this Miao King's tomb."

"Anyway, there was only one road to go, and we will naturally know the result later."

Everyone had no other way to go, so they had to bite the bullet, light the torches, guard in the dark, and walk forward carefully.

Li Miao and the other three were still following at the end.

Everyone walked forward for one or two hundred meters and stopped one after another.

Lao Qifeng's guess was confirmed.

On the walls on both sides, human bones appeared.

Those bones were not even scattered, but complete styles, each with movements, and even a few finger bones of the hand bones protruded from the wall, revealing a few finger joints.

As if they were poured into the wall while they were still alive. Struggling to stretch out a hand, they were suffocated inside.

No one spoke.

Jianghu experts are not afraid of seeing blood, not afraid of swords. But encountering this situation, they couldn't help but feel cold in their hearts.

After a while, someone lifted their feet and walked forward.

Everyone followed in silence, walked a distance further, and their hearts sank deeper and deeper.

The distribution of bones on the wall has a fixed distance, about two or three zhang. These bones correspond to the size of the animals, and they are also arranged from small to large, so Lao Qifeng could make the judgment that "there may be human bones behind."

According to the previous rules, after the human bones, there should be livestock bones of larger size like cattle and horses.

But no.

After the human bones, there were bones of sheep-headed human bodies, human-bodied sheep hooves, and human-headed sheep horns pieced together.

All were ferocious, like living things, stretching out limbs from the wall, as if to grab everyone's sleeves and drag them into the wall together.

Lao Qifeng was silent for a while, smiled bitterly: "I guessed wrong."

"Looking at this meaning, the bones behind are afraid that they are all mixed with humans and other livestock."

"Human sheep, human pigs, human dogs, human chickens, human mice..."

"From the stone wall to here, it is from small to large, and further ahead, it should be from large to small. When we reach the place where human and mouse bones are mixed, we should reach the end of this road."

No one responded to him, and even Lao Qifeng was just using speaking to vent his inner emotions.

Everyone walked forward, and the situation of the walls on both sides was exactly as Lao Qifeng guessed.

The people present were all martial arts experts, at least second-rate, and at this moment, they subconsciously accelerated their pace, and arrived at the end of this road in a short while.

What came into view was a double-opening stone door, with no mechanism around it.

Lao Qifeng looked for a while, turned his head to look at Li Miao, who had been leisurely following at the back, talking and laughing with Yong Jie and Yin Minjun from time to time.

"Hero Li, is it convenient to come and see what mechanism this is, and can it be opened?"

Li Miao heard his greeting, but smiled: "Leader Lao, there is no mechanism, it is just a stone door that can be pushed open at will."

"The alley is narrow, so I won't squeeze over, you push it open."

Lao Qifeng didn't want to open this door with his own hands.

Looking at the situation before, this place is strange, and it is not guaranteed that the first person to open the door will encounter something, so he used the excuse of the mechanism to let Li Miao open this door.

But Li Miao pushed it away, obviously seeing through his intention.

Lao Qifeng had spoken and given orders many times before, and at this moment, he had already faintly established a leading position among everyone. If he didn't move at this time and forced others to open this door, I'm afraid he would fall short.

Thinking of this, Lao Qifeng gritted his teeth, operated his hard-body technique, true energy surged toward his feet, ready to dodge at any time.

Only then did he reach out and press on the stone door, starting to exert force to push.

Rumbling—

The stone door made a sound and slowly opened a gap.

Except for the musty air and dust coming from inside, there was no other abnormality.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Lao Qifeng also let go of his heart a little.

A change suddenly occurred!

"Ah!! ——"

A scream suddenly sounded from the crowd!

Lao Qifeng turned his head suddenly, looking in the direction of the sound.

Only seeing a Qingcheng sect disciple, at this moment, he was lying on the ground, making a painful cry, covering his ankles with both hands.

From between his fingers, blue-black blood was constantly surging out!

The Qingcheng sect leader flashed forward, pointed at the side of the disciple's neck, wanting to subdue him first, and then check the injury.

But who would have thought, just as his fingertips reached the side of this disciple, the disciple suddenly lost his breath.

In an instant, he lost his life!

"What's going on, who saw it!?"

In a hurry, Lao Qifeng shouted suddenly.

He recognized this Qingcheng sect disciple; among everyone, his Wu Gong was considered the weakest.

But, even if he was the weakest, he was a real second-rate expert from a giant sect! Even if he made a move himself, it would take three or five moves to take him down!

How could he just cry out in pain, struggle on the ground, and lose his life easily in three or four breaths!

This Miao King's tomb is really strange! I should have really considered it carefully before coming in!

The Qingcheng sect leader's hand had not yet been withdrawn, and he was stunned.

Second-rate is the backbone of the sect. At this moment, one died inexplicably, and it was right in front of his eyes, which made him sad and angry.

Just when he was still stunned, in an instant, a figure appeared in front of him.

Roar! ——

Click—

Slap.

Three sounds overlapped.

The Qingcheng sect leader retreated.

In that instant, the dead Qingcheng sect disciple actually sat up suddenly, opened his mouth, and bit at his fingers!

He was not injured because someone beside him reached out and slapped his hand away, letting the disciple's teeth bite into the air. It even made a "click" sound of teeth colliding.

He looked up at the person who slapped his hand away; it was Li Miao.

"Tsk, there's more."

Li Miao looked at the corpse and punched its head.

(End of chapter)