Taoism moves mountains

Chapter 301: Going deep into mass graves

"..." Fatty Wang climbed on the steep cliff, his hands and feet trembling.

"Be careful! If Uncle Fatty were here, he probably wouldn't be as good as you! You are better than the old man now." Hu Tian took care of Fatty Wang from behind and said words of encouragement.

"I'm not afraid of heights." Fatty Wang knew that his adoptive father was afraid of heights. If he were still alive and got here, he would be scared to death, and he would definitely be worse than himself.

The cliff mountain road is not very long and can be walked in a few minutes.

After the five of them arrived at the spacious land, Jiang Yang let them rest where they were, and then ate some snacks and dry food to replenish their strength, while he went ahead to explore the road.

After Jiang Yang left, Fatty Wang bumped Hu Tian next to him with his elbow and asked in a low voice: "Xiaotian, what is the origin of this Mr. Jiang?"

Hu Tian looked at him seriously and asked, "Why are you so curious about Mr. Jiang's origins?"

"How should I put it? The first time my innocent little comrade and I met him was at sea. It was stormy and we encountered a death tornado on the sea. At that time, I thought I could not come back. Fortunately, God bless me. We know how the tornado suddenly dispersed, and then we were safe. Later, we found Mr. Jiang passed out on our boat... After Mr. Jiang woke up, he insisted on forcing us to return to the place where we rescued him last night. Some people objected... Blood Take five steps and kill without blinking an eye." Fatty Wang vividly recalled the situation at that time.

After hearing this, Hu Tian said: "That's it? Why do you have to pursue Mr. Jiang's identity? Will he harm you for no reason?"

He was listening to Jiang Yang's previous conversation with Min Gushao, and he also knew that Jiang Yang traveled from the ghost cave to the South China Sea, but he didn't expect that it was Fatty Wang who he met.

Min Gushao had warned him not to reveal Jiang Yang's identity easily. After all, the Muchen Divine Bead matter was not simple.

He had to obey his great-grandfather's instructions, not to mention that he himself needed Jiang Yang's help to lift the curse.

"It won't hurt me." Fatty Wang replied sarcastically.

"Master Jiang's identity shouldn't be a problem, it's just that he's quite murderous, so he might easily get into trouble one day." Wu Zheng said with a frown.

[Deadly? In those war-torn times, no one in the world was less murderous. ] Hu Tian didn't care about Wu Zheng's statement. After all, Jiang Yang didn't grow up in a modern era with strict laws.

Besides, his great-grandfather wasn’t very murderous? He had seen it with his own eyes a few years ago.

At this moment, Jiang Yang came back.

"How is it?" Wu Zheng asked.

"There is a cliff burial area ahead, with at least a thousand hanging coffins." Jiang Yang took a look at them and found that there was nothing strange. Lao Itch seemed to be a lot more honest.

Probably because there were so many people, there was no chance for him to take advantage of others.

"Thousands of hanging coffins?" Fatty Wang wanted to get rich when he heard about the coffins.

"I just knew that if I thought wildly, I would end up here sooner or later." Hu Tian did not miss the opportunity to criticize the fat man.

"Anyway, be careful! Set off after you have rested." Jiang Yang reminded again, lest a few young men be careless and cause accidents.

When they moved on and reached the cliff burial area, Fatty Wang was shocked to see so many hanging coffins.

The same was true for Hu Tian. It was the first time for him to see so many coffins.

There seems to be a pile of dead wood under the layers of hanging coffins.

But when Jiang Yang and the others took a closer look, they were all shocked.

Those are dead wood, they are clearly bones, piled high together with the soil, countless of them.

Fatty Wang twisted his neck: "His grandfather's, what on earth is this place?"

"Mass grave!" Jiang Yang replied calmly.

So many bones, what else are they but mass graves?
  There are cliffs with hanging coffins on three sides, countless corpses underneath and high coffin walls. It really looks like an abandoned pit where corpses are buried.

Even Fatty Wang, who had seen the mass graves, was so scared that his scalp was numb now, let alone Hu Tian.

Wu Zheng also looked frightened: "Master Jiang, can you tell which ethnic group is buried here?" "You'll know if you go down and have a look." Jiang Yang had already taken out a pair of sky-drilling ropes and placed them on the stone wall. Find the fixed point and fix it.

He remembered that this place was not far from the Bronze Sacred Tree, and the entrance was somewhere on the coffin wall below.

"With so many bones and coffins down there, are there any rice dumplings?" Fatty Wang asked worriedly.

"You know you're afraid of zongzi?" Jiang Yang tilted his head and glanced at the fat man.

Fatty Wang touched the machete on his waist and smiled wryly: "The rice dumpling is okay, I chopped it with one knife, just because I'm afraid of those ghosts that can't be touched or seen."

"Aren't you a gold-touching captain? There is no gold-touching talisman to ward off ghosts?" Jiang Yang asked curiously.

"Stop talking. Before he died, the old fat man ordered him to be cremated together with the gold-touching talisman. He just wanted me to stop doing this underground work." Fatty Wang said a little depressed.

Jiang Yang was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Hu Tian.

Hu Tian understood and nodded: "My parents' gold-touching charms were also cremated."

"You are really filial sons. Your elders are like that, but you still go to the grave. If they find out, they will probably escape from the underworld!" Lao Itch said mockingly.

When Fatty Wang and Hu Tian saw this, they glared at Lao Itchi with the same hatred.

Wu Zheng next to him also looked embarrassed. His family didn't want him to get involved in the ancient tombs, but Wu Zheng went to the tombs one after another, as if there was no end.

"Stop chatting, let's get down!" After Jiang Yang said that, he took the lead and slid down the cable.

"What the hell am I worried about? With Mr. Jiang here, what kind of monsters can't be avoided?" After playing around for a while, Fatty Wang was no longer afraid now and flattered Jiang Yang again.

"Flattery!" Old Itch retorted.

"Are you itchy? Do you want Fatty to treat it for you?" Fatty Wang always disliked Wu Zhengfa. It seemed that he had not offended him, so why did he have trouble with himself?

"Okay, stop arguing!" Wu Zheng tried to persuade them to make peace. Fatty and Lao Chu were both his friends. They had a fight and he felt very embarrassed in the middle.

After the five people got down to the ground, they looked at the high and low coffin walls around them, feeling terrified.

"Be careful not to light an open fire. There is a lot of corpse oil on the ground. Once it is ignited, we will all be finished." Jiang Yang reminded, and he immediately smelled a disgusting smell of corpse oil.

The other four people nodded seriously.

Jiang Yang took the lead, turning left and right, passing the intersection and then turning into a three-way intersection, and finally found that they were walking back to the road they had taken before.

"On the cliff just now, I noticed that the coffin walls here were like a maze, and the scale was very huge." Jiang Yang didn't pay attention before. He just thought that if Wu Zhengdu could find the exit, he could definitely do it too.

When Fatty Wang heard that it was a maze, he took out a compass and used it to determine north and south, but found that the pointer was trembling. Then he took out a spare compass, and the result was the same.

"We are in trouble!"

"It's a magnetic field problem!" Jiang Yang glared at him, not wanting to disturb the morale of the army.

Suddenly, a "squeaking" sound came around them.

"What?"

Everyone was shocked!
  Jiang Yang pulled out the tungsten steel knife and walked to the wooden coffin with a slit on the side. He looked through the slit and saw two rats as big as house cats.

"It's an alienated rat!"

The others were relieved to hear it was a rat.

"Rats that are as big as domestic cats take out their weapons and be on guard. Now in the eyes of the rats, we are just food that is delivered to their doorstep." Jiang Yang said again.

(End of this chapter)