Guanzhong Tomb Robbery Notes

Chapter 242: I and the Wizard

I saw bright red blood flowing out from the corners of Su Sheng's eyes.

After gathering into a ball, it suddenly rolled down.

Flowing down the pale cheeks.

A bright red tear streak ran down his face.

Tears of blood flowed from the corners of his lips, passed over his chin, and dangled on his jaw for a few seconds.

The teardrop hanging on the chin gradually stretched and dripped, and then new tears flowed down, shaking, stretching, and dripping.

Drop after drop of blood-red tears fell.

Tick, tick.

Tears of blood dripped on the heads of Old Man Su, Su Meng, and Su Lou.

Gradually, blood-red tears welled up in the corners of Old Man Su's eyes!

Su Meng and Su Lou also began to shed tears of blood!

My heart suddenly sank.

A strong sense of uneasiness emerged from the bottom of my heart.

It seems that some changes are happening to Su Sheng!

"Lao Zhang!" I shouted loudly.

He suddenly turned his head and stared at Taoist Master Zhang.

I was anxious and just wanted to get useful information as soon as possible to judge the current situation.

"What will happen if Su Sheng turns into a vengeful spirit?!"

"Is he alive or dead?!"

"Tell us everything you know and stop keeping us in suspense!"

Taoist Master Zhang shook his head.

He slowly took out the incense and candles from his pocket and lit them.

The candles are common white candles.

Electricity was in short supply in those days, and even in cities there was no guarantee of electricity every day.

So every household has candles.

What Taoist Master Zhang lit was the white candle, which is a must-have in every household.

The candle head emitted an orange-yellow flame the size of a soybean.

As the flame burned, a small hole gradually appeared on the candle, and wax was shaking in the hole.

Taoist Master Zhang protected the candlelight with his right hand and carefully tilted the candle with his left hand.

Let the melted wax drip onto the ground.

Then press the candle onto the dripping wax.

Once the wax cools and solidifies, the entire candle can be fixed.

Then he took out a candle and lit it with the flame of the candle fixed on the ground.

He lit the candle slowly, not worried at all about Su Sheng's sudden change.

Is this a sure win, or is he scared to the point of being numb?

I can't tell the difference.

Seeing that Taoist Master Zhang was busy lighting candles, Cui Hao could no longer suppress his emotions.

Cui Hao rushed to the side of Taoist Master Zhang.

Grab his left arm where he is tilting the candle to cause it to drip wax.

"My brother is asking you!"

"say something!"

"Are you mute?"

"Or are you too guilty to speak?"

Cui Hao's last sentence was meaningful.

Obviously, he also suspected that Taoist Master Zhang was fake.

So when questioning him, he held Taoist Zhang's left arm tightly with both hands, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly run away.

"Haha." Taoist Master Zhang smiled indifferently.

He twisted his left arm lightly twice, and like a slippery loach, he easily broke free from Cui Hao's pull.

Cui Hao was stunned.

He stared at his hands in a daze, a look of disbelief in his eyes.

He had no idea how Taoist Zhang's arm had broken free from the grip of his own hands.

Taoist Master Zhang continued to take out candles and light them.

He nodded and said slowly: "I know you all doubt me because of what Su Sheng said."

"I don't blame you for being suspicious."

"But, Su Sheng also has plans for you."

"He wants those things on you, and also your grave-digging skills."

"Digging up the tomb, putting on the spirit mask and spirit tablets, and then setting up the spirit horn to complete the Great Nuo ritual..."

Having said that, Taoist Zhang tilted his head and gave me a strange smile.

"Hehe, once the ritual is completed, divine blessings will be bestowed upon you."

"The curse on you will dissipate."

"Immortality, wealth and glory are within reach."

"Everything that everyone dreams of will come true in your hands."

The more Taoist Zhang spoke, the softer his voice became, and his tone became strange.

It sounds like some kind of opera tune, or like the tune of chanting scriptures.

My consciousness became blurred with the tune.

Gradually, my eyes became blurred and a feeling of drowsiness came over me like a tide.

As my eyelids were fighting each other, a scene I had never seen before appeared in my hazy vision.

I want to open my eyes and see clearly what it is.

But my eyes just wouldn't obey me, and everything I saw was blurry.

One could only barely make out that it seemed to be an altar.

There is a huge human-snake entwined on the altar, with a human face and a snake body... Wait, why does the human-snake on the altar look so much like Su Sheng?

As I was surprised, a group of strong men wearing animal skins walked up to the altar.

Each of them held a human head in their hands.

The necks of many heads were still hanging down, obviously they had been chopped off not long ago.

They chanted special tunes and knelt down to pay homage to the entangled human snakes.

Then he respectfully placed the human head in his hand on the snake.

A moment of effort.

The body of the human snake is filled with human heads!

Now, the human-snake and Su Sheng look even more alike!

It seems that my previous guess was correct.

Ma Si wants to replicate the sacrificial scene!

Su Sheng was entangled by countless human heads to look like a human snake, just to imitate the human snake entwined on the altar!

If I'm not mistaken, that human snake is most likely a Baon snake!

But do human snakes really exist?!

I'm not sure.

I once heard Grandpa Tuo tell stories about the old society. He said he had seen a human snake with his own eyes.

It is also said that in the past there was an evil craft called "cai sheng zhe ge", which could turn people into animals such as pigs, dogs and bears.

If you master this craft to the highest level, you can create a human snake.

I don't know whether what he said is true or not.

After all, I've never seen it in person.

Later, from the late 1980s to the 1990s, various performances in large tents often appeared at rural fairs.

Some circus-style tent performances promote human-snake performances.

I went to see it out of curiosity, but it turned out that the so-called human-snakes I saw were all fake, all pretending to be props.

But in 1999, I came into contact with someone who could perform live dissection.

Only then did I realize how cruel this craft is.

I also saw with my own eyes how they turned people into dogs, pigs, bears, and even human snakes.

We will talk about the details of this cruel craft later.

At that time, I was shocked by what I saw in a daze, and stared at the altar blankly.

After the strong man in animal skins presented the human head, another group of strong men came on stage.

They went in groups of two and carried the living people to the altar.

Those they captured were covered in wounds, like captured prisoners.

The captives kept struggling and shouting.

What he got in return was a brutal beating.

First, his limbs were broken, then his spine was broken, and finally he was bent alive into the shape of a bird and placed on the altar.

It looked exactly the same as the human sacrifice I had seen in the tomb of the King of Bi State before!

After the human sacrifices were placed, a wizard in gorgeous robes walked onto the altar.

The wizard wore a psychic mask, a psychic tablet hung around his neck, and held a pair of psychic horns in his hands.

He walked towards the human-snake entrenched in the center of the altar with special steps.

I took one look at the wizard and was completely stunned.

Although the wizard was wearing a mask and his face could not be seen.

But his figure is so familiar!

Isn't that my body shape?

My body shape is exactly like that of the wizard.

Exactly the same!

Could it be that I have some kind of relationship with that wizard?

Or is that wizard me? !