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174 Chapter Fifteen Section Seven

174 Chapter 15 Section 7

After listening to Wang Huatian's explanation, everyone couldn't help but feel good about this white monster. In order to achieve the tomb owner's will, they were willing to endure a thousand or even ten thousand years of loneliness and guard the empty tomb alone. Just look at this point, it is not an ordinary human being.

The perseverance that can be possessed. However, Wang Huatian belongs to an alien, so it is naturally a different matter.

At this time, the tomb spirit floating at the top of the stone pillar suddenly moved. It flew around the three stone pillars several times, then opened its mouth and made a series of strange screams, the sound was low and powerful, and it sounded a bit like

Night Owl.

Seeing this, Xu Yunde asked Wang Huatian in confusion: "Senior, what is it doing? Are you talking to us?"

Wang Huatian shook his head and said, "Unlike, I think some instructions should be issued to these clay figurines."

Sure enough, the tomb spirit cried, and saw hundreds of clay figurines in the cave standing upright. Xu Yunde and others were shocked to see this and placed the weapons in their hands on their chests to prevent changes.

After they stood up, they all danced an extremely strange dance, which was somewhat similar to the master dancers who have been here to this day. This change was unexpected by everyone.

Watching the mud figurines dance quietly, a creepy and weird atmosphere gradually enveloped the entire cave! Just imagine that hundreds of mud man-made servants had thousands of them without making any sound.

What kind of scene would it be if a great god was dancing in the ancient tomb of the past?

Liu Ping, who was full of doubt, looked at the strange scene and suddenly realized something and said, "Did the tomb spirit just now issue an order to start the sacrifice? In other words, the real sacrifice

The ceremony has just begun now?"

Wang Huatian nodded and said, "It's very likely! No matter what they are doing, we just need to wait and see what changes are happening."

Xu Yunde was a little scared. While looking around carefully, he was afraid that a certain clay figurine would rush over, he said in a deep voice: "If the tomb spirit is the main sacrificial wizard, from this point of view, we would be like sacrifices."

, If there really is a god later, then we will be in trouble."

Wang Changgui seemed to have thought of this, and his brows were as frowning as eight. He secretly clenched the Taoist talisman and the copper coin short sword in his hand, and then said: "Master, do you have a way to go out? He is surrounded by enemies, if it really comes out

It is extremely unfavorable for us if we change."

Wang Huatian shook his head and said, "We'd better stay here. In addition, I don't think these clay figurines are very much like sacrificial!"

"It's not a sacrificial sacrificial? What was that going to be done? Dancing to receive guests?" Xu Yunde was a little angry. Since entering the tomb, he always felt that he was led by an invisible force. Every time he took a step forward, he was slapped by

The person arranged and designed it, and this sense of powerlessness made him confused. So many years of experience in tomb robbing told him that this was an extremely dangerous signal.

After hearing Wang Huatian's words, Liu Ping couldn't help asking: "Senior, you said they didn't seem to be sacrificing, so what would they be doing?"

Before Wang Huatian could answer, he heard Wang Changgui whisper: "It's divination!"

Wang Huatian looked at Wang Changgui with approval, then nodded and said, "The disciples are right, it really seems to be divining!"

Xu Yunde was shocked and said, "What basis do you have to assert that they are divining?"

Wang Huatian stared at Wang Changgui, as if he wanted to hear what he said.

Seeing this, Wang Changgui nodded and said, "When the master said that these clay figurines were made of the land of the King of Hell, I had some suspicion, but I thought it was too mysterious, so I didn't say it out, but with

With the development of the trend, I feel more and more likely to be that guess..."

"Okay, okay, I beg you, old man, don't keep it in hiding, okay?" Xu Yunde waved his hand and interrupted Wang Changgui.

Wang Changgui nodded and said, "If I guess correctly, there must be a soul sealed in these clay figurines! The use of the land of the King of Hell to control the silence of the soul is because he is afraid that the yin energy of the soul will leak out, and it will influence each other over the long years of thousands of years.

, one rises and the other falls, and eventually evolves into some uncontrollable evil spirits. In addition, everything these clay figurines do now is driven by the remaining consciousness of the sealed soul. It is also possible that most of the consciousness of the ghosts

All were drawn, leaving only the series of actions we can see now."

Liu Ping nodded, but then asked again: "Daxian, what you said makes sense, but it does not prove that they are divining now!"

Wang Changgui continued, "I ask you, what is the use of sacrifices in ancient times?"

Xu Yunde thought about it and then replied: "Of course, I pray to the gods, which can bring good luck to people, avoid being troubled by natural disasters and man-made disasters, and be able to have food and clothing, and be prosperous and so on."

Wang Changgui nodded and said, "No, but have you ever thought that sacrifices and praying for everything the gods want to get may be extremely important for living people, but for dead people or these clay servants,

What's the point?"

When everyone heard this, they nodded. Indeed, living people sacrificed for blessings, peace, and prosperity for generations of descendants, but these have no meaning to the clay servants, so the person who made caves was absolutely unstoppable.

It is impossible to spend so much effort to restore a meaningless sacrifice.

At this time, the tomb spirit hovering above everyone's heads screamed again. This time, no one was as surprised as before. If the previous speculations were good, then this should be the second command, that is,

Divination is about to reach another stage.

Sure enough, after the second strange cry, the clay figurines stopped dancing one after another, then lay down in one direction, bent their legs upwards, and their upper body was straight, and their hands formed a triangle.

The frame was placed on the eyes, the head was slightly tilted back, and some gap was left between the neck and the ground. Just like this, the hand-stitched look at the top of the cave with a strange posture.

Looking at the tomb spirit again, it was actually in this position at this time, but it was floating in the air and looked even more strange.

Xu Yunde said curiously: "What are they doing? Even if they are divination, there is no need to do this, right?"

Wang Huatiandao: "Each population has its own customs, which may be a way for them to express respect for the gods. In ancient times, there were many people from tribes who felt that they would reveal their backs for others to see.
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