"What do you mean, I don't understand it at all." Wang Zitong was even more puzzled.

"It's actually quite simple." I explained, "The Lord of the Corpse Grove is in the Tibetan sect and has always been the patron saint of the heavenly burial ground. The image is particularly terrifying, with a male skeleton holding a blood-soaked skull bowl in his left hand on his chest, expressing the Buddhist idea of impermanence. Buddhism believes that all dharmas are impermanent, there is nothing eternal in the world, and people are born, old, sick and dead, but sentient beings do not understand the principle of impermanence, and they are obsessed with it, which eventually leads to the suffering of samsara. The Lord of the Corpse Forest shows people that the final result of man is nothing more than a white bone, and enlightens people to give up their attachment to constancy and seek liberation. Of course, there are other explanations in Buddhism. ”

"Legend has it that if there was no cremation when a monk passed away, there must have been a very important reason. This monk named Yang Fuxin not only did not cremate, but after his death, the Onmyoji spent a lot of effort to bury him in this strange way, and when it was even more interesting, his burial goods also included a corpse of the forest master. This thing is not simple, and there must be a terrible reason for it. I said slowly.

The second uncle looked at the photo of the corpse forest lord without blinking, his face turned pale, and he looked up at the two of us, "According to legend, when the monk passed away, he held the puppet of the corpse forest lord, and he was able to suppress all lewd things. It is also said that this tomb of Yang Fuxin's senior monk is simply an eye, used to suppress the terrifying existence of a certain place. Now that the grave has been dug up, I'm afraid this formation has also been broken......"

I also smiled bitterly, "I always suspected that the corpse should be Yang Fuxin's ancient corpse, but I didn't expect that things were far from being as simple as I thought." ”

Wang Zitong listened to the conversation between the two of us inexplicably, completely confused, and finally interjected, "That, Night Researcher, I still don't understand, can you please explain it to me again." ”

"It's not that complicated, you see, it's a problem that you don't read much extracurricular reading." I licked my lips and teased bitterly, "It also means that Yang Fuxin is part of a huge tomb. This tomb is supposed to be a mother and son tomb. Yang Fuxin's tomb is a sub-tomb, which is used to suppress the contents of his mother's tomb. Now my second uncle and I are deducing the conjecture that Yang Fuxin should be a high-ranking monk in the Ming Dynasty, and his death was not a natural death. I am afraid that he will stumble upon a huge tomb, which is full of dangers, and even endangers the common people. So Yang Fuxin was merciful and decided to sacrifice himself. He invited a familiar Yin-Yang Dao master to set up a formation with his corpse, in order to strangle the unknown danger in the cradle. ”

Wang Zitong understood, and she said thoughtfully, "But now Yang Fuxin's tomb has been completely destroyed, so his body will change?" ”

"Yes. All formations have limitations and conditions. I said, my hand touched my nose, and my thoughts were a little confused, "The tomb of Zimu is broken, and Yang Fuxin will be counterattacked by the formation." But after all, he was already dead, and the backlash of the formation fell on his corpse. ”

"That's why he's a zombie, and there's signs of turning into a zombie." The second uncle took my words: "The general formation and the anti-devouring effect are all the same. Since the result of the backlash is to turn him into a zombie, the suppression will not escape this range......"

His words slammed into a snap, and then I understood, and both of them shuddered. Wang Zitong was not stupid, she also reacted, this shy and shy girl couldn't hide her shock at all, and said in a trembling voice, "Could it be that Yang Fuxin desperately wants to suppress is the zombie of the main tomb?" ”

I shook my head, and then nodded, "I'm afraid that the main tomb is more than just a zombie, otherwise Yang Fuxin would not take the initiative to sacrifice himself." Although he is a monk of great compassion, no one will have nothing to do to find a person to play suicide. I don't know how many zombies he sacrificed himself to suppress. And where is the main tomb? ”

"Although I don't believe in these ghosts and gods...... the second uncle still wanted to harden his mouth, but when he thought of the corpse that walked out of the operating table, he couldn't help but expand the room for maneuver a lot, "But zombies still have a scientific reason for their existence, maybe it is some kind of virus infection, or it is the accidental product of ancient alchemists." In short, as a precaution, we must first find the main tomb and then blow up the entire tomb with a bomb. ”

This second uncle, I really didn't expect that he still had a strong desire to destroy hidden in his bones. Even I didn't think of such a radical method with bombs!

But can things really turn out the way we pretended? I don't know, I'm afraid that by the time we get clear, there will be no way to undo it. Ever since I got here, I've had a bad feeling all the time. Reason tells me to either run away or act as quickly as possible to stop things before they happen. But where is the main tomb?

I'm afraid that I still have to go to Yang Fuxin's tomb to investigate on the spot, and maybe I can find some clues.

Speaking of which, the expert of the Wushu Research Institute of the Municipal General Administration of Sports named Zhao Kang, why did he steal the ancient corpse. And, why do you know? "Putting the search for the main tomb in the first place, I bite the same question from not long ago.

Wang Zitong was stunned: "He and my father are good friends, and it is said that his ancestors have been famous local yin and yang for generations. He came to me a few days ago, and after talking to you, he thought that Yang Fuxin's body would turn into a zombie at any time, and asked to be disposed of as soon as possible. Of course I disagreed, and it wasn't long before I found out that the architectural drawings of the museum were missing. Contact your words, and my speculation. It should have been him who secretly studied the architectural drawings and stole the ancient corpse. Didn't want to say it, but, but, sorry! ”

My second uncle and I looked at each other, and were about to say something, when suddenly, the door of the autopsy room behind me was slammed open.

The three of us were startled and looked at each other in unison. Unexpectedly, I was shocked to see Wang Zitong's father swaying and walking out of the door with extremely stiff movements. His movements were mechanical, like a marionette, his face was pale from excessive blood loss, and only the whites of his eyes could be seen in his lowered eyes. The corners of his mouth were constantly dripping with disgusting saliva, and he walked towards us step by step.

This, how, how is it possible!

Isn't he dead? How did you stand up? If it weren't for the confirmation of his death, I really wondered if my nerves were still normal.

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