The process from the lake shore to the platform was smoother than Xie Bangui imagined. Only when he stepped onto the platform did he understand why there were almost no obstacles along the way.

The lake begins to become more distinct with the platform as the boundary. From the platform to the lake water on the shore, you can still see some water shadows. Near the side of the ancestral mausoleum, it turns into a dark green color, and there are still floating masses.

The sphagnum moss looks like stagnant water that has been silent for countless years.

Xie Bangui visually inspected the area of ​​the platform: "This platform can probably accommodate thousands of people offering sacrifices at the same time, right?"

"Every time there is a sacrifice, except for the disciples sent from abroad, everyone has to take turns to come and worship." Tang Shuai pointed to the fast boat docked on the other side of the platform and could accommodate about ten people at the same time: "This boat

, is the ferry that carries the remains of the ancestors of the Tang clan to the ancestral mausoleum. If you want to go there, you can only take it."

Xie Bangui said in surprise: "A boat made of ambergris wood? What a great feat by the Tang Sect!"

Tang Bing said proudly: "If we don't use the ambergris tree, which can ward off hundreds of poisons, to take a boat, who can pass through this half of the lake? Brother Xie, please get on the boat!"

Xie Bangui jumped onto the bow of the boat and said: "Old Qian, girl, the fat man is coming with us, and the local rat is also with us. The rest will go over in batches. The girl will leave some detoxifying pills for the Vulcan Guards."

Tang Shuai, who was at the helm, smiled and said, "Brother Xie is too cautious."

"Be careful with your ten-thousand-year ship. Sometimes it's better to be more cautious." Xie Bangui said without feeling dissatisfied: "After we pass, who will come back to pick up the Vulcan Guards?"

Tang Shuai said: "We don't need to pick him up, the boat will come back by itself. Didn't Brother Xie pay attention to the boat?"

Xie Bangui gently pushed his palm towards the water surface. The dense lake water separated left and right according to the wind of the palm, and a back covered with scales was exposed from the water. Although it was not clear whether it was a python or a big fish pulling the wooden boat, it could be

Sure, it won't be anything ordinary.

Xie Bangui said calmly: "So the Tang Sect is still capable of controlling beasts?"

Tu Mouzi, who was dressed as Master Kuhai, said: "That thing is not alive, it should be a beast corpse refined by some magic expert."

Tang Shi, who originally wanted to brag a few words, closed his mouth, but Xie Bangui asked with interest: "Have you seen such a thing before?"

The local rat said vaguely: "I saw it in the Coffin Inn, but...hehe..."

"The Coffin Inn really exists?" Tang Bing asked in surprise: "Isn't that a legend?"

Tang Shuai said in a deep voice: "Many legends have basis. The weirder the legend, the more likely it is to be true. Don't ask too much about these things. The Coffin Inn is not something we can touch. Maybe Brother Xie is interested."

Xie Bangui changed the subject and said: "I am only interested in the Tang Clan Ancestral Tombs now."

While the two were talking, the ship had already docked in the square in front of the palace.

The square, which was almost as big as the Tang Sect's martial arts arena, was filled with corpses dressed as servants. Although these corpses had gone through an unknown number of years, their faces still looked lifelike, and there was not even a trace of pain and reluctance before death.

Xie Bangui pointed to the corpses sitting cross-legged and said, "Are these the servants who sent the remains of Tang Sect disciples to the tomb?"

Tang Bing nodded and said: "Yes, they are all loyal servants of the Tang Sect. After sending their master, they will voluntarily stay here and continue to serve him. These people have all taken 'Zombie Powder' before coming here, so they look like they are alive."

The people are almost the same.”

"Zombies scattered?"

Xie Bangui frowned, took out the blade of Juehun Claw, and slashed along the collar on the back of the servant's neck. The corpse's clothes were like peeled peanut shells, cracking into two halves.

.The empty clothes contain nothing but

There was not even a bone to be found on the layer of human skin stuck to the inner clothes - the flesh, blood and internal organs of those servants had been completely eaten away by something, leaving only the dried hair soaked in blood and poisonous mist.

Hard clothes support a head.

Xie Bangui nonchalantly used the tip of his knife to pick up a piece of meat attached to the human skin and said, "Did the Tang Sect raise a strange beast to guard the mausoleum in the ancestral mausoleum?"

Tang Shuai, who was used to seeing life and death, also turned pale: "I...I don't know, I have never entered the ancestral mausoleum before."

Without saying a word, Xie Bangui slashed his hand with another knife, splitting the head that fell on the ground into two halves. The head really seemed to have been hollowed out of a gourd, and nothing could be found except the snow-white skull.

Xie Bangui took a deep breath and said: "It seems that this ancestral mausoleum is really difficult to enter. Are all our people here?"

Lao Qian glanced at the Vulcan Guards who were coming ashore one after another and said: "The Vulcan Guards are all here, but the people from the Earth Escape Sect haven't come yet. They should be here soon."

While Lao Qian was speaking, the sound of ships diverting water had already come from far away, and the disciples of the Earth Escape Sect wearing monk robes gradually appeared in outline in the mist.

The Ambergris wooden boat finally hit the stone steps on the shore with a "dong" sound, and the eight Earth Escape Sect disciples appeared completely in front of Xie Bangui and others.

Eight people were sitting on the boat like clay sculptures. All of them were as pale as paper. Their dilated pupils almost occupied the entire eyeballs. Although the figure of Xie Bangui walking closer and closer could still be seen in the eyes, they could no longer be seen.

A hint of anger.

Xie Bangui's Soul-Destroying Claw popped out from a few feet away and tore the Datou disciple's clothes into pieces. Except for the human skin stuck to the inner clothes, there was nothing inside his clothes. His quilt was

The head, which was held up by the collar of the clothes, suddenly lost its support and fell to the ground with a "thud". The head bounced several times and stopped there backwards.

From Xie Bangui's perspective, the head looked like an emptied kettle, with red holes open and slowly rolling under the influence of the lake breeze.

"How could..." Mei Xin'er was so frightened that her face turned pale. She really couldn't understand how a group of living people could suddenly be hollowed out and only a piece of skin was left.

Xie Bangui stretched out his hand to pull Mei Xin'er behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Don't panic! The Vulcan Guards are divided into two teams, one team clears the way, and the other team rears, and slowly retreats into the hall. Don't go too fast, and keep your pace as much as possible.

Be light."

The Vulcan Guards did not hesitate to surround Xie Bangui and several masters at the core, holding flat-ended fire guns. They stood or crouched in two lines, their bodies rising and falling alternately, and they slowly retreated into the hall while covering each other.

Suddenly, a Vulcan guard stood up and dropped the musket in his hand. His body trembled violently and stood straight on the ground like a wooden stake. The man's clothes turned up in layers starting from his ankles. It looked like

A gust of wind flowed into his clothes from his trousers and blew upwards along his back.

Before the others could react, the Vulcan Guard's flailing clothes not only stopped, but clung tightly to his body like a rubber ball that had been sucked out of the air.

In one breath, his body tightened tighter and tighter, and the sharp edges of the Vulcan Guard's muscles were outlined by his clothes.

After two breaths, the flesh and blood on the man's body seemed to be quickly pulled out of the body. The clothes on his body gradually sank in as the flesh and blood disappeared. The ribs were propped up under the cotton cloth, as if they could pop off the clothes at any time.

On the ground.

After three breaths, all the flesh and blood from the man's body was completely removed, and his clothes had been twisted into five ropes as thick as an arm, twisting into a strange big character in the air, with a human head standing there.

Suddenly, there was a blowing sound from the man's feet, and his body not only swelled to its original shape, but even floated up in the wind like a skin bag filled with air.
Chapter completed!