The Wudang Junior Master

Chapter 270 Murals in the Corridor

After everyone's explanation, Harry finally realized that he had heard wrongly.

"Sorry, I...my Chinese isn't good enough."

"It's okay, just a minor issue." Zhuge Qing consoled her, then looked at Xia He. "By the way, Sister Xia, what's this 'Bilong Stone' you mentioned just now?"

Xia He explained, "I also read about it in a book. This thing started out as an insect egg, then was cultivated by ancient Gu Masters and finally placed in a person's belly button."

"After hatching, these insect eggs will burrow into the human body, sucking the body's essence, energy, and blood. Finally, they will continuously secrete a milky white liquid until they wrap themselves up layer by layer."

"After solidifying, this milky white liquid looks like stone, but it can actually be considered a medicinal herb. However, it doesn't grow in nature, but is cultivated on the human body, which is a very cruel method."

"As for this Vimalakirti Stone, it's written in the book that taking it can rejuvenate a person and even prolong their life."

Zhang Lingyu looked at the Piluo Stone in his hand in surprise and said, "I didn't expect this thing to be a medicinal herb?"

Xia He nodded and reminded, "However, it seems that this thing is not very effective when taken directly. It needs to be combined with a unique secret recipe. Usually in ancient times, it was refined by specialized Gu Masters."

"Unique secret recipe?" asked Hei Guaner.

Xia He said, "Yes, but no one knows what secret recipe it is. It's not written in the book anyway, and I don't know how to use it. I only know that it is a precious medicine."

Zhang Lingyu looked at Zhang Wuling and asked, "Then what about this thing..."

Zhang Wuling nodded: "Put it away. You never know when it might be useful."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you."

Zhang Lingyu threw the Vimalakirti Stone to Zhang Wuling. This thing was of no use to him, and if he kept it, he might lose it.

Zhang Wuling didn't hesitate. After putting away the Piluo Stone, he said, "Alright, I just took a look and there seems to be a door up ahead. Let's go through."

After killing the scorpion-tailed corpse monster, there was nothing strange in the pit of the dead except a pile of mummies and dead bodies.

At the western end of the mass grave, there was a stone door more than two meters high, tightly closed. Two ferocious-looking human heads were carved on it, and there were some flying birds and small figures around it.

However, no one in the team was interested in archaeology. Tang Wenlong stepped forward and pushed the stone door, but found that it could not be opened.

"It seems like there's something blocked behind this stone gate." Tang Wenlong said, looking back.

"Let me do it."

Hei Guaner walked out, stretched his arms, and then slapped the stone door with his palm.

Boom!

The stone gate shook, raising a large cloud of dust.

"Ahem—" Lu Linglong fanned herself and looked at the stone door, only to find it was still tightly closed. "Not open?"

Clarinet was also a little surprised, "Interesting, it seems that I didn't use enough strength."

boom! ! !

This time, Hei Guan'er did not hold back. With the burst of palm power, the stone door was not opened, but was completely blasted open.

After the dust had settled a little, everyone walked forward, first took a look at the collapsed stone gate, and then saw a large amount of rubble in the corridor behind.

"It turns out that it was blocked by a stone pillar." Lu Liang said.

After taking a look and making sure there was no danger, Zhang Wuling walked in first, and the others followed.

The corridor is not very wide and can only accommodate two people walking side by side.

"Damn, why do I feel like it's even colder in here than outside?" Zhang Chulan rubbed his hands and felt a chill on the back of his neck.

"This is what it's like inside a tomb," Barron said. "It's where the dead stay, after all."

Not long after walking in the corridor, the group saw colorful murals on both sides.

Logically speaking, the murals in ancient tombs usually record some glorious deeds of the tomb owner during his lifetime, or are about ascending gods, representing auspicious meanings.

But the murals on both sides of the corridor are strange. They seem to depict cruel scenes in hell.

There are evil ghosts with green faces and fangs, as well as various groups of ghosts being punished.

The key is that this mural is very colorful and vivid, even giving people the illusion of walking in hell.

The more they looked, the weirder it seemed, and they could even hear the screams of evil spirits.

"Damn, the figures in this mural are so well painted, they look just like the real ones. They look so scary." Lu Liang said.

"It's very realistic, right?" Xiao Zizai said.

"Yes!" Lu Liang nodded, "And I feel that the ghosts in the painting are much better than the surrounding scenery."

Xiao Zizai said calmly, "It's very simple, because the hellish demons above are all made of human skin. This is not a painting, but a texture."

After saying this, the team stopped and even a gust of cold wind blew in the corridor.

Feng Xingtong wanted to cry but had no tears. He said, "Brother Xiao, please don't scare people at this time. This place is weird to begin with."

"Scary? I'm not that boring." Xiao Zizai pushed up his glasses and shone the flashlight on the mural. "I'm very knowledgeable about people, so I won't be wrong. All the characters here are real because they have appearances."

"As I said earlier, these demons in all their various shapes and forms are all made of human skin. This is a level of realism that no painting skill can achieve. If you don't believe me, you can touch them and you'll know for sure."

Wang Zhenqiu was the first to step forward, walked to the mural, and touched the evil spirits with his hands.

"Hey, it's true. This feels like real leather, not just painted."

With Wang Zhenqiu's lead, everyone plucked up their courage and touched the mural.

The result was just as Xiao Zizai said, the evil spirits in these murals had a real touch.

Lu Linglong said angrily, "This is so inhuman! It's so long, how many human skins must have been used to create this mural!"

Ma Xianhong said calmly, "In a society like ancient times where cannibalism was allowed, there's no point in talking about human rights."

Having said that, no one who has received a new-age education can accept such a thing.

"By the way, let me give you another piece of advice." Xiao Zizai spoke again, "Don't stare at these murals for too long, otherwise it will affect your mind. Hallucinations are okay, but the worst thing is... being possessed by a ghost."

"Ghost?" Feng Xingtong asked curiously, "I didn't feel anything."

Xiao Zizai said, "I don't know what your spirit-binding and general-dispatching skills are, and I can't explain it either, but my intuition tells me that this place is filled with yin energy and is haunted."

Zhang Lingyu nodded seriously and said, "I feel the same way. The evil spirits on this mural are just like real people."

Lu Liang swallowed his saliva and wanted to lean towards Zhang Wuling to find some sense of security.

It turned out that Zhang Wuling was staring at the front of the corridor, as if he was looking at something.

"Boss?"

Zhang Wuling did not move, but simply said, "Look over there, is there a figure?"

Everyone looked in the direction they heard and saw a tall human figure reflected on the mural on the left side of the corridor.

But... the key point is that there is no one there!