There was a dark green in the turquoise stone chamber. Gao Liangjun exclaimed, "This is the stone chamber we started to experience. Xu, Xu Hui, died here."

"No." Fujiwara San interrupted him, "It's just a look. Have you forgotten it? It's almost blown up by us, and, have you forgotten the wooden stake? Look, there are shadows of wooden stakes here?"

Gao Liangjun became more and more afraid as he heard it. Cold sweat dripped, and his teeth trembled. He timidly glanced around and found that there were no wooden stakes, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"This, what is this?" Gao Liangjun pointed to the crystal green floor in tremblingly.

After I looked down, my whole back was wide open. I saw that on the ground, I could vaguely see through the situation inside the floor. Under the green stone slab, something that looked like a baby was open, with big eyes from afar, staring at us on the ground. A sweet smile was actually hanging on her tender cheeks.

Yini hugged my arm and exclaimed, "It seems like a child."

I looked inside the cave. There were strange things under the floor in this stone room about a foot. Within my sight, I was shocked to find that these children sealed under the floor were exactly the same in their movements and appearances. Even the strange smile was made of the same mold, without any difference.

Yini hugged my arm tightly, and I could clearly feel her trembling body. I wanted to comfort her, so I patted her arm a few times. She looked at me tremblingly, her eyes became shy, and finally let go of my arm.

I secretly blamed myself for being reckless. She relied on me. Wasn’t it what I had been looking forward to for a long time? But my random actions destroyed the atmosphere.

"Grandma, why are these people so cruel? How did they seal these babies under the floor?" Luo Han was heartbroken, looking at his expression, as if he was thinking of his son.

"It won't be that simple!" Zhuo Bufei looked at the baby's shape, but he didn't understand the key.

Fujiwara San pondered, "Can this be a ghost baby?"

"Ghost Baby?" Zhuo Bufei looked at it for a moment, "Unlike these babies, I always feel that this is something that was made on purpose to scare the people who broke into this place."

"Yes, I think what Lao Zhuo said makes sense." Luo Han looked at the ground, "Even twins, it is impossible to have such similarities. And so many of them can't explain it."

"Dad, then these are divine things." Yan Ni asked in fear, "If these were not children, it wouldn't make sense. Look, their noses, eyes, and smiles are all alive."

Zhuo Bufei shook his head and said, "I feel that these should be made of materials, but I don't know what they are for."

I suddenly remembered a foreign missionary I had seen, some strange stories they said, and blurted out, "Can these be human-shaped foster puppets?"

Gao Liangjun's eyes shone with excitement, and he seemed to think of something, "If you are really a foster puppet, you will get rich."

"Brother Cheng, what is a foster puppet?" Luo Han asked curiously, "Why have I never heard of it?"

"I once heard from missionaries that foster dolls are a kind of evil trick abroad. In order to retain their relatives who are about to die, they make dolls with the most precious materials and water their blood to worship. They can seal the souls of the people they hope to stay in the dolls. I heard that over time, they can communicate with the dolls." I looked at the baby sealed underground and said, "You see, these babies are exactly the same. Will this be similar to a kind of witchcraft of foster dolls?"

"It's possible." Zhuo Bufei stood up from the ground and said, "I looked carefully. These babies should be carved from a stone that is almost human flesh-colored, and all of them can be almost fake and real."

"Flesh color?" Gao Liangjun murmured, "I look more like a human." His heart beat wildly and said in a trembling voice, "Can this be made of corpses, wrapped in human skin. The reason why we can't see it is because it is sealed underground, and the back is the key to the secret?"

The night pearl in my hand trembled and fell to the ground, completely shocked by Gao Liangjun's bold speculation. At this moment, the white-headed man said tremblingly, "Old Zhuo, I, I may know why the old monkey is mentally ill."

Looking along the white-headed man's sight, he saw a strange stone platform on another stone wall in the cave, with blood-stained limbs remaining. On the wall, a baby exactly like a baby sealed under the ground appeared. He was showing a hideous smile, but he was strangely attached to the wall.

In the void above, water droplets continued to drip, gradually on the stone platform, but the color of these water droplets turned out to be red. I slowly realized that they were blood. Drops of blood kept dripping on the stone platform, and blood splashed everywhere.

There are traces of different thicknesses when digging remain on the cave walls, and dark brown residue remains on the cliffs, emitting a creepy and thrilling feeling.

Around the strange sink, there were mottled blood stains, mixed with many residues that seemed to be stagnant. Yini had already started to retching, and I followed Zhuo Bufei numbly and looked forward.

This is a strange building. On the ground, you can see that the ghostly human-shaped objects are lying flat, and gurgling sounds are constantly coming, as if boiling water is boiling, and it is gulping back around, like a heavy hammer, hitting my heart.

A strong smell came, and I subconsciously sealed my mouth and nose with white gauze, but the pungent smell did not weaken at all, but filtered out a very clear smell of blood.

My eyes fell on the wall, and the doll with a hideous smile. The vivid appearance even made me suspect that everything in front of me was extremely unreal.

Zhuo Bufei turned around and looked at the white-headed man and said, "It's not what you think, this is a place to shape pottery figurines." Zhuo Bufei picked up the stagnant passage around the stone platform, "This is all a kind of chalk soil with extremely high viscosity, which was washed by the mercury from the gushing out of this place and settled."

The white-headed man took the thing from Zhuo Bufei's hand and pinched it in his hand very coldly, but he really felt the wet soil. He pointed to the brown residue on the wall and asked, "What is this? Isn't it a blood stain?"

I stepped forward and stroked the wall. A tingling sensation came. The wall was cold and sharp, with uneven edges and corners. You could even see the cracks left by ancient times. "Maybe a massacre has been experienced here, and the blood on the wall was left at that time." At this time, a crack sound came from under my feet, and I happened to step on a hard object. At a glance, there were white bones, but I couldn't tell whether it was true or false.

With a crisp "pop", a silver-white liquid simmered out. Fortunately, I dodged in time, and the silver liquid floated on the ground, bringing out a faint smoke. We hurriedly covered our noses.

It was strange that there was no odor, but it made me sure that the bones I stepped on were shaped like these babies. However, at this moment, I accidentally saw the objects above the stone platform.

"Little Monkey" the Arhat shouted.

A strange stone mold floating above was pasted and inlaid with a corpse. Although he lost his head and an arm, it can be easily judged from the clothes he was wearing that it was the corpse of the little monkey missing from the altar.

Tick, tick, the blood that kept falling, splashing blood.

"See a way to let him go." Baitou Weng reminded, but he said it was almost impossible. The stone platform was about four feet away from the other half of the sky. Unless the old monkey and the little monkey were resurrected, and with the rope skills of their father and son, they could have no distance to the four sides of the board.

"It's very strange here. Have you noticed that there is no leverage here? How can this huge stone platform float in the sky?" Fujiwara San looked at the two stone platforms seriously and said, "Have you noticed that if these two stone platforms are combined, they look like one thing."

"What do you think?" Luo Han stared at his big eyes, unable to see the key, and said irritably, "We are mainly saving the little monkey's corpse. We can't let him die. Is it still so painful? It can be considered to give the old monkey a lot."

The white-headed man nodded and said, "Didn't you notice that this looks like a coffin? A sarcophagus is a human-shaped sarcophagus."

The Arhat was shocked and slowly looked at the stone shell floating in the air again. After the white-headed man said that it was really like a sarcophagus carved from stone. No wonder the little monkey was embedded in it, which was so consistent. The Arhat shouted, "Yes, don't say it, it's really like a sarcophagus."

A charming voice said, "How could Brother Monkey be inside? And why does the other half of this sarcophagus float up?"

I added, “Even so, what’s going on with the boiling mercury in this sarcophagus?”

Zhuo Bufei said, "This is also very easy to explain. Mercury has been the best material for preserving anti-corrosion corpses since ancient times. Perhaps the people in this sarcophagus hope that their bodies will be preserved forever. But..." Zhuo Bufei looked at everyone, his eyes flashed with a faint sense of worry.

"Strange, where is the protagonist in this sarcophagus?" Baitou Weng said Zhuo Bufei's hidden worries, and he continued, "or there are no corpses here, but these babies underground, and Brother Cheng said, are just demon children raised."

"This should be a burial ceremony." Fujiwara Mian looked at the baby's phantom exposed underground.

"Why did Brother Monkey appear in the sarcophagus?" said a trembling voice, "Isn't he dead on the altar? How could he appear in the sarcophagus after he disappeared?"

"Do you think there is an altar on top of this sarcophagus?" I thought of something and looked at the stone platform on the ground carefully. Except for the constant mercury and strange limbs that were scattered, there was nothing particularly unusual. The only thing was the baby pottery figurines inlaid on the wall, which made people feel indescribable shock, but it was certain that there was no special connection with the sarcophagus.

"I wonder, will this stone platform be the cover of the coffin, and the one above is the main coffin?" The white-headed man's eyes flashed with light, staring at the stone platform on the ground.

Fujiwara Mi nodded, "It is possible that the structure of this sarcophagus is particularly strange, and he may be tightly attached to the top."

Luohan smiled and said, "Isn't this a joke? There are so many sarcophagus on the top of the top, do you think the sarcophagus can fly by itself? Or do you just suck it with tinplate?" Luohan smiled and looked at the condition of the top of the cave. It was empty and flat on the top of the cave, and there was almost no possibility of inlaying, but the sarcophagus was only attached to the top of the cave. The little monkey's corpse was quietly inlaid in the museum, dripping blood continuously.

"This is definitely not a coffin. Whose coffin can be buried in this place that is considered very sacred by the people of Dian Kingdom?" Zhuo Bufei said affirmatively, "This must be related to the baby pottery figurines sealed on the ground."

"Crack, Crack..." A crisp sound of impact came, and everyone who was in deep thought looked at it and was surprised when they heard the sound.
Chapter completed!