Looking at the terrifying dead baby coming around, Mu Chen's legs became weak and he instinctively wanted to escape, but he forgot that he was on the top of the tree now, and fell down with one move...

Mu Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and in front of him was Leng Ye's face enlarged.

It turned out that it was just a dream just now. He pushed Leng Ye away and sat up panting. Only then did he realize that his clothes were soaked in sweat.

"Hey, do you still have the habit of sleepwalking?" Leng Ye asked.

"Sleepwalking?" Mu Chen was a little confused. He had never had this problem. "What did I do just now?"

"There are so many things you just did!" Leng Ye looked indescribable, "I was sleeping well, but I didn't know what crazy I was going crazy, but suddenly I sat up, first yelled, then touched everywhere, and walked into the woods with my bag on my back. I couldn't stop it, and I couldn't wake you up. I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I could only follow me behind."

"Later, you started climbing the tree for no reason. After going up, you kicked the dead baby away and sat on the top of the tree. I don't know what happened, but you fell down immediately after you sat on it. I quickly caught you and brought you out. Fortunately, you didn't have your brain when you were sleepwalking, just walked around and kept spinning. Otherwise, if you walked deeper, you might still be able to turn it out."

"What!" Mu Chen felt his head buzzing, and his scalp began to numb. Leng Ye said basically the same as what he saw. It seemed that he was not dreaming just now, of course, it was definitely not sleepwalking, nor was it like hallucinations. So what happened to me? Why did he see more resurrected dead babies than what actually happened, but less other people?

Mu Chen suddenly thought of a question. "Leng Ye, aren't those dead babies connected to the tree? How did I kick it down? The connection point was broken?"

"Hey, I'm about to say it!" Leng Ye suddenly became excited, "Guess what, those dead babies are actually connected to the tree through vines! Later, the dead babies fell, and the vines were dragged out from the middle of the tree like a rope, hanging the dead babies in the air."

"Vine! Is it the kind that Yan'er and the others saw before?"

"Yes, that's the kind, it's all small suction cups on it. Later, I sucked the tree and climbed back again! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it!"

Since it is the same vines, why don’t these attack people? Mu Chen is a little confused.

"What happened?" Yan'er asked. She had just stood beside her and felt that Mu Chen's reaction was very wrong.

Mu Chen then explained what he saw in detail. After listening, everyone fell into silence. This fact was too strange, so strange that it could not be explained at all.

Suddenly, Jiangshan shouted, "Miss, Mr. Qin is awake!"

Hearing this, everyone was excited and hurriedly surrounded him. Now all the doubts can only be counted on Mr. Qin to help answer them.

When Mr. Qin opened his eyes, he saw everyone looking at him with anticipation, and was a little confused, "What's wrong?" Maybe the fire I had hurt my throat before, but now his voice was extremely unpleasant, just like a ghost.

Mu Chen briefly told him about his previous experience. When he heard the Nine Palace Sieve Bricks, Mr. Qin's eyes suddenly widened, "Are you sure it is the Nine Palace Sieve Bricks?"

Mr. Qin nodded, "Confirm!"

"No, the Nine Palace Sieve Brick was invented by people from the Southern Dynasty. How could it appear in the Jin tomb?"

"To be honest, I think this is not Guo Pu's tomb at all!" Mu Chen replied, and then told him about this dead baby forest.

"This is the Jin tomb, I will never hear it wrong!" The thin man suddenly spoke, his tone was very firm and could not be questioned by anyone. Then, he added, "At least the place where we hit the hole is!"

"You mean, are there two tombs here?" Yan'er asked.

"It should be three!" Mr. Qin held the words Mu Chen had already written, "This word is somewhat similar to Xianbei literature, but it is much older."

"·······" Everyone was speechless. Why did these people build their tombs together? They were dead, could they still want to visit each other and chat? Besides, there are obvious differences in culture in this era, so they can't talk together?

"Old Master Qin, can you recognize what is written on it?"

"This word is too old and I can't fully identify it. I can only speculate that the child's birth and death time is written."

After scribing the past and afterwards, Mu Chen suddenly had an inspiration in his mind, "I figured out some things!"

"What's the matter?" Everyone stared at him curiously.

"Now it is known that three groups of people have successively transformed the place. One group was an ancient ethnic minority. Before the Jin Dynasty, the other group was a Jin native. Let's first consider it Guo Pu, and the last group was a person after the Jin Dynasty and before the Yuan Dynasty."

"There is nothing in the Nine Palace Sieve Bricks that can be used to dynasties. How can I determine that it was before the Yuan Dynasty?" asked Mr. Qin.

"Don't worry, listen to me."

"The double-layer tomb is Guo Pu's tomb, and this dead baby forest belongs to the tomb before the Jin Dynasty, but the channel connecting the two in the middle is from after the Jin Dynasty. In other words, these people from after the Jin Dynasty are likely to have made changes to these two tombs."

"I saw that the nearby mountains and rivers and dragon veins should indeed be a Feng Shui treasure land, but they have inexplicably turned into a place where four evil spirits are raised. The changes in this are probably related to the situation of these tombs."

"Guo Pu is a Feng Shui master of his generation. He will never be able to cultivate his tomb in a bad place. Therefore, the change of Feng Shui should start with the people who have made great changes after the Jin Dynasty."

"It was still a Fengshui treasure land in Jin Dynasty, but it turned into a bad place by the Yuan Dynasty, so we saw the Mongolian text "Zhihuixia", so this group of people must have been before the Yuan Dynasty!"

Everyone nodded, "It makes sense!"

"So, there are actually two tombs here!"

"Didn't you just say there were three groups of people? Why did it become two tombs?" Leng Ye was confused.

"Yes, why?" Everyone was puzzled.

"Since this tomb was modified by the third group of people, he probably knows what impact it will have after the modification is completed, so how could he bury himself here!"

Leng Ye thought for a while, "Will he want to bury his enemy?"

"It should be impossible. Changing Feng Shui is extremely difficult, especially if you want to change it according to your own wishes, it is even more difficult to reach the sky. So this third group of people must be a Feng Shui master who is rare in a century. He just wants to bury his enemies and find another bad place. There is no need to go through so much trouble unless......"

"Unless his enemy is here!" Yan'er said slowly.

"Why? He has been separated from the first two groups of people for so long, so why shouldn't he have a grudge?" Leng Ye looked confused.

Mu Chen shook his head, "I don't know, but after his transformation, this place will inevitably be more dangerous than expected. Next, we must be more careful."

"Everyone, pack up and prepare to return the same way!" Yan'er gave the order. Of course, she was definitely not afraid. She wanted to go out along the thieves, but she had clear goals and didn't want to waste time in other tombs.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Qin immediately poured a basin of cold water on her, "Miss Yan'er, we are afraid we can't go back. The Nine Palace Sieve Bricks are one-way mechanisms. If you walk backwards, you will be in direct contact."

"······" Yan'er was a little helpless, "Then keep moving forward, maybe she can turn back."

She then looked at Mr. Qin, "Mr. Qin, what do you think about this dead baby forest? Is this really an ancient formation?"

"Let me think about it. I seem to have seen a similar formation in ancient books."

"It is said that in the deep mountains, there is a mysterious small country with trees as totems. The kings of this country have been gods, with different appearances and figures than ordinary people, and their abilities are extraordinary. It is said that there are no soldiers in this country, but they have never been defeated. Because their kings can control the magic tree and form a formation called the Qinglong Resentful Spirit Formation to defeat all invaders, and then nourish the magic tree with their flesh and blood."

"The Green Dragon Resentment Spirit Formation!" Mu Chen recited it silently twice. It seemed that the Green Dragon and Resentment Spirit refer to vines and dead babies.

Since the kings of this country are all deformed children, these dead babies here should be candidates for the throne of all generations. Children who have produced specific mutations are selected as kings, while others are killed and turned into part of the magic tree.

"Old Master Qin, does the book tell you how this country perished?" Mu Chen was a little curious. Although the magic tree could not move, it was an excellent defensive barrier and was difficult to break from outside. So, could it be said that this country destroyed the country due to large-scale diseases such as civil strife or plague?

"Because someone has found the weakness of the Qinglong Resentful Spirit Array!"

"Weakness?" Mu Chen thought for a moment, "Is it a sacrifice?" The story says that the enemy's flesh and blood were used to nourish the demon tree, which means that the demon tree needs to be sacrificed. So, what if there is no enemy?

Mr. Qin sighed, "Yes, it's just a sacrifice! After discovering this, no one attacked this country again. Due to the restrictions of the demon tree, this country could not attack others. Therefore, in order to maintain the demon tree and defend the country, the king could only use his own people to sacrifice, which eventually caused the anger of heaven and people, and the country fell apart."

In ancient times, blood sacrifice was normal. As long as it was not particularly large, it should not cause public anger? Looking at the dead baby on the tree, Mu Chen suddenly had a terrible guess.

He asked Han Jinping for a shovel and began to dig the roots of a tree. The soil here is very hard and it is very laborious to dig. Although Leng Ye didn't know what he was going to do, he believed that he had his own reason, so he came to help.
Chapter completed!