How could there be a woman's laughter in the silent palace? The three "wolf eyes" light columns in our hands immediately nailed to that corner, and the cold laughter stopped suddenly, leaving only the empty corner of the palace, with nothing.

The three of them were extremely shocked and speechless for a moment. Even Shirley Yang saw beads of sweat on his forehead. After a while, he asked, "What was that sound just now?"

I just shook my head and didn't say anything. The person who came was not good and could not come. What good things could be found in this ghost palace used to worship dead people? Thinking of this, I reached out and buckled the carrying bag containing black donkey hooves, glutinous rice and other items.

At this time, the fat man also began to appear nervous because the fortune teller who we found from the Shibeidian in Shaanxi, he would brag about his heroic deeds of fighting back then. Although we didn't take the blind man's words seriously, we still remember a few special words clearly. According to the blind man, they were a few words that were once regarded as the golden rule by tomb robbers: "Send a hill seal, touch a golden talisman, protect your body but not ghosts and blow lights; cellar coffin, bronze coffin, do not approach if you don't have a strong horoscope; vertical burial pits, box tombs, and move mountains and hills; red clothes, fierce faces a corpse, and ghosts laugh as if they are crying."

Later I asked Shirley Yang. These words were not saved by the blind man himself. They were indeed circulated in the old days, saying that there were several things that were more terrible than zombies. Finally, I said that when I touched the gold medal, I encountered a dead body wearing a bright red mourning dress without any color, or laughing on the faces of dead people, they were all signs of great evil. If my life was not strong enough, it would be difficult to see the light of the sky again. Ghost crying is everywhere. Some people mistakenly regard the wolf howl as ghost crying, which is fine. What I fear most is that I hear the laughter of the ghost in the cemetery. Only the ghost will laugh.

Although this "Heaven Palace" is the ground building of the ancient tomb, it is definitely 100% part of the ancient tomb. At this moment, deep in the dark palace, I heard the laughter that made people feel goosebumps when I touched my body. When I shine it with a flashlight, I have nothing. How can I not be afraid?

However, we made ideological preparations in advance. In ancient times, the lieutenants of the gold-touching school corpses asked about encountering these unlucky things in ancient tombs, which were called meeting "black stars". In physiognomy, when a mortal encounters "black stars", the true fire of Samadhi on his shoulders is extinguished, just like walking a single-plank bridge over a thousand feet of abyss, and his life is difficult to preserve.

The three of us were wearing real "gold touching talismans", and there were several objects that had been opened. Even if there were evil ghosts, they could still deal with them for several rounds. So we calmed down and ignored the black copper tripod for the time being. We each held the equipment and surrounded the corner that had just laughed.

There are many stele walls in the hall, surrounded by circles. It is appropriate to play hide-and-seek here. However, if we want to see things more than ten meters away, we will be covered up. Our original position can only pass through the gaps between the stele and the mural walls. The angle of sight is limited. As we gradually approach, we have nothing in our sight except the empty corners of the walls and the stone slabs on the ground, and the palace becomes silent again. If it weren't for the cold laughter that was particularly in our ears, we would inevitably think that we had heard it wrong.

Shirley Yang asked me: "Old Hu, don't you often brag about you against me? I am not as experienced as you in practice. If you meet evil ghosts in the ancient tomb, how should you deal with it?"

I am also indifferent now. I thought that this American girl wanted to force me, so I said to Shirley Yang: "We have encountered such a situation where we don't know how to start. We just let go of the local people and turn adverse factors into favorable factors. The creativity of the people is endless, and they will definitely come up with a solution."

The fat man was puzzled and asked me, "Commander Hu, there are only three living people in this deserted tomb and wild ridge. Where can I find the people?"

I said to the fat man, "Who do you think you are? Isn't your political appearance the masses? I'm sending you to search the back hall of the Heavenly Palace, and try every means to find out the laughter behind it. Whether it's a ghost or a wild cat that is in trouble, I will leave it to you to clean up. I will then check the name of the bronze tripod and let Chief Yang take the center to support it. Don't delay both sides. Maybe this is the enemy's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain, and I want to distract our attention from the bronze tripod."

The fat man was not stupid at all and hurriedly said, "Why don't we change it. I'll do my best to move the cauldron. Lao Hu, don't you know me? My buddy just has these two arms, but for those things that are invisible and intangible, they have always lack creativity..."

The fat man was so humble that I ignored me. I turned around and wanted to go back to move the lid of the copper tripod. As soon as I turned around, I suddenly heard another sneer that made me feel trembling. The laughter was too sudden. The three of them were so scared that they all hurriedly took a step back. I held a stone tablet behind me and quickly lit up the tactical spotlights on the mountaineering helmet. They held M1A1 with one hand and were ready to take out the evil objects in the carrying bag at any time.

The cold smirk passed away, and there was nothing in the corner of the wall. This was the last place to enter the hall, and there would be no secret room or other secret passages. I plucked up the courage to go over and stamped the stone bricks on the ground with my feet, showing no sign of movement. It was really a damn hell. Is the wife of King Xian in this harem who is still in dispersed? What exactly did she want to do?

Shirley Yang and the fat man stood behind me, and they were also frightened. He heard the laughter twice, and he would never mislead it. Although the palace was big, it only had one exit, not a well-connected place. After all, this is the top of the Ming Tower, not a real palace. To put it bluntly, it is a good thing. From the outside, it looks like a layer after layer, layer by layer, like thousands of doors and households. In fact, the structure inside is very simple, but it is just a place for the sacrificial priest.

It’s such a limited area, where does the laughter come from? The more you can’t see it, the more you feel unsure in your heart. Instead, it’s better to fight with the giant python and piranha, although their lives are hanging on the line, they still end up fighting. Although the current situation is calm, it can’t help but make people restless and keep thinking: “How can there be evil ghosts in the immortal cave? But maybe only in this area where yin and yang are unclear, there may be evil ghosts.” I am not sure about this matter at all.

I simply stepped on the fat man's shoulder and climbed to the top of a stone tablet closest to the corner of the wall. I wanted to look down and take a closer look. I had just rode to the top of the tablet, and before I could look down, I noticed a red light shaking on my head. I immediately looked up and shone with tactical spotlights. I saw a woman in red in robe and big sleeves hanging quietly above the dome of the hall. The roof of the hall was dark and light. I only saw her lower body hidden in the dark. I didn't know whether to hang her neck with a rope or how to hang it. It was just above my head. The hall pavilion was tall and unusual, but we only paid attention to the ground at the corner of the wall, but we never thought of seeing the roof.

When I saw it suddenly, I was shocked. If my legs were not firmly clamped on the top of the stone tablet, I would have to fall backwards from the stone tablet, lying on the top of the stone tablet, holding the stone tablet tightly with both hands. Fortunately, I have seen some large tombs in my life, and my psychological quality is quite stable. If the fat man is here, he would be so scared that he would jump down directly.

The fat man and Shirley Yang looked up at me and watched me acting on it. Naturally, they also saw the woman in red at a high place. However, the position was lower than mine and they looked even more blurred. Even so, they couldn't help but lose their faces. They were worried for me and kept urging me to get off the top of the stone tablet first, so that they would not be caught by the evil ghost, which would be a big trouble.

After I stabilized my body, I did not jump off immediately. Instead, I looked up to see the situation on the roof. As soon as I took a look, I broke out in cold sweat. I saw that the red robe... had no feet, the clothes were empty, tightly close to the corner of the wall at the high place of the hall, as if it was just an empty dress hanging in the air. Where was the body?

The bright red women's clothes are very different from the clothes of women in ancient times, not like Hanfu. It was probably when the women in Dian Kingdom died, and they were wearing very loose clothes. The blood-red clothes were silently motionless, and the strange laughter no longer came out.

I briefly explained the situation to the fat man and Shirley Yang under the stone tablet. Shirley Yang wanted to see it more clearly, so he climbed to the top of the stone tablet, sat in front of me and looked at the fierce clothes hanging in the air and said, "This clothes are very strange and the craftsmanship is very complicated. It is worn by people like Shinpo, Ghost Po, or the great witch among the barbarians... It is a witch robe."

I asked Shirley Yang, "Isn't this a fierce dress worn by the dead? But is that laughter coming from this dress?"

Shirley Yang said to me: "It's not easy to be sure. Let's take a look. It's too dark on it. Try it with your wolf's eyes."

Since the spotlights of the mountaineering helmet are mainly used to illuminate the area in front of you, it is difficult to see the upper half of the hanging clothes at all. Although it may be empty on the top, you will feel at ease after all if you understand them. If this piece of clothing is a big deal, it will be too much to burn it.

I took out the "Wolf Eye" flashlight with a longer range, pushed the switch at the bottom, and immediately shone it on the orange light column. Only then did I see clearly the situation on the upper body of the red fierce suit.

The top was not empty, there was something on the high-rise collar. I couldn't help but exclaim: "It's a head!" But maybe the female corpse had an upper body, but the rest of the parts were hidden in the red robe. The clothes were wide and there was no sign of whether it was bulging or shrunk inside. Only the head and face on the shoulders could see clearly.
Chapter completed!