Illuminated the oil lamp, which was equivalent to a final try. Either the little weasel did not give up his grudge to kill me, or the oil lamp was to exhaust the last oxygen. If no one came to save me and Li Qing, we would be suffocated to death in this cave together.

I originally wanted to force myself to wait for the result, but my eyes became more and more blurred. Listening to the mysterious woman chanting scriptures, I once again felt the feeling of my soul peeling off my body. It seemed that my soul was summoned by the song and wanted to leave myself.

I closed my eyes and grew up so big, I felt that the first time I felt that the god of death was so close to me.

In a trance, I felt something hit my face, and I felt the whole ground shaking, as if it was an earthquake, but I didn't have the strength to open my eyes and take a look. I could only subconsciously arch my body so that the falling stones would not hit my handsome face.

I don’t know how long I slept, but I was awakened by the pain on my arms. After waking up, I felt dark all around me. In the darkness, I felt a little thing pulling my sleeve. At this time, I was already weak all over. I tilted my hand gently and touched the flashlight that fell to the ground. I turned on the flashlight and saw the little weasel holding my sleeve in his mouth, shaking constantly, as if asking me to wake up.

I looked around and saw a big stone blocking my body. There were other stones around me. My legs were hit by one of the stones. I almost lost consciousness at this time, but I took a deep breath, and this time I felt my breathing was smooth. The feeling of aggrievance disappeared, which meant that there was oxygen in this cave, and it was very likely that the passage from the outside was opened.

"Li Qing!" I shouted.

"I'm here! My legs were squeezed by two stones, and I'm trying to figure out a way." Li Qing's voice came over.

In my sleep, I don’t know what the situation was. It seemed that the earthquake was really shaking. A stern sound came from Li Qing. After a while, I heard his roar, and then the sound of the stones rolling down. Li Qing stood up and patted the dust on his body and walked towards me, moved the stones that hit my legs, and pulled me out of the cracks of the huge rocks. After really coming out, I was almost shocked and sweated. If this big stone had not been pressed in front of me, I would have been killed by the rocks. Now I was injured in one leg, which is actually a blessing in disgrace.

At this moment, the little guy jumped on my shoulder, pulled my collar, and signaled me to look to the left. In fact, Li Qing was already looking at it at this time. The huge rock above our heads was still not loose, but the stones around the cave fell off, just like landslides. After the stone fell off, the big blue bricks and tiles inside were exposed. The place where the little guy pulled me to look at seemed to be a stone door. On both sides of the stone door, there seemed to be two people standing.

"What is this? Ancient tomb? Is that a man or a statue?" I asked Li Qing.

He nodded and said, "Like, who knows, should I go in and take a look?"

"No, I've been dead for a while. What else can I be afraid of? Let's go and take a look." I said.

I was about to leave, but Li Qing stopped me behind him and said, "You are a cheater myself, and now your legs are lame again, I'll go there first."

I have to say that this time Li Qing went into the mountain with me, and he was indeed responsible for the task of protecting me, and he protected me in front of him several times.

I stood there and watched Li Qing walk over there. At this moment, I suddenly saw that the little guy standing on my shoulder was trembling. When I looked at it, it was really looking at the direction of the stone gate, with a nervous look on his face.

"Little guy, do you know what's inside?" I asked.

The little guy nodded, then shook his head again, and started to gesture again with a chatter. I patted its little head and said, "Don't be afraid, it's okay. Don't waste your efforts, I can't understand what you said."

At this time, Li Qing had already walked to the two humanoid things. He looked around and waved to me, "Come here, it's a stone man. a lava beast."

"What's the thing?" I asked, I can understand the stone man, what is the lava beast?

But I limped over. The little guy seemed to be very scared of this place. It jumped off my shoulders and got into my arms. His two front hooves pulled my collar to cover his eyes. It looked very funny. After I got there, I shone with a flashlight and found that these were two stone sculptures, not the kind of hideous yakshas, ​​but more like guards like Terracotta Warriors. They both stood on both sides of the door, like gatekeepers.

Li Qing stretched out his hand to wipe the door, wiped off the dust on it, and saw that there was a painting on the door on the left. There was a gorgeously dressed weasel carved on the door on the left, and a group of servants were serving him. It sat on an altar, and there were many people kneeling under the altar. Because the carving was vivid, I could even see that there were all kinds of people kneeling down under the altar, including hawkers, farmers, long-term workers, and brightly dressed men. They all had admiration on their faces, as if they were listening to the weasel dressed in clothes.

The door on the right is much more complicated than the first door. It is more like a picture connected to several paintings. The meaning of coherence is that the weasel preaching in the picture on the left is dead. There are many people and weasels kneeling below, and everyone is crying. Afterwards, a few weasels dressed in human clothes presided over a funeral. Dozens of strong men were pulling and carrying a sarcophagus, as if they were funerals for the weasel preaching. In the subsequent picture, the sarcophagus also had a sarcophagus.

The people who were attending the funeral had already reached the river. The river was turbulent. There were twelve peaks standing above the river, and there were twelve arch holes among the twelve peaks. After that, many people used ropes to hang the sarcophagus onto a large ship. The big ship was sailing, and the direction was to be in the twelve ghost caves. The last small picture made me very surprised, because the last picture turned out to be exactly the same as the picture on the door on the left. The weasel in the clothes appeared in Picture One and was preaching to everyone.

"Is this the eagle wrong?" Li Qing said to me with a puzzled look on his face.

I shook my head and stared at the two doors, keeping looking at the information on the two doors. I pointed to the last small picture on the door on the right and said to Li Qing: "You look the same, but in fact it is different. It's all this weasel preaching, but the audience below has changed a little, some have not changed."

"What's the matter? Didn't it die and buried? Why did it come out to preach again?" Li Qing asked puzzledly.

I finally saw someone who was stupider than me. I said to Li Qing: "This is easy to understand. If I was not wrong, this is a temple of Wong Tai Sin, which is at least related to Wong Tai Sin. It is about the meaning of an old weasel spirit obtained. The two doors are connected together, and there is a Wong Tai Sin. There are many believers all over the world. The locals are very convinced. But after that, when Wong Tai Sin died, everyone felt very uncomfortable. Whether it was a weasel or a human, they saw this Wong Tai Sin off. Then, under the leadership of the Weasel Elder, Wong Tai Sin was placed in a sarcophagus, and everyone transported the sarcophagus to the twelve ghost caves for burial. Look at this last picture, although it will be confused when it suddenly becomes confused, it is actually the focus of this story. After being buried in the twelve ghost caves, Wong Tai Sin was resurrected and continue to preach to everyone! That's what it means!"

For some reason, I suddenly felt excited. Although this picture is yellow, it undoubtedly helped me with such a long time of confusion.

It is not difficult to see from this picture.

The weasel believed that burying the dead Wong Tai Sin in a sarcophagus in a twelve ghost caves could resurrect the dead Wong Tai Sin.

This is not necessarily true. Many religions will weave a miracle of resurrection.
Chapter completed!