"This should be the real tomb," Hu Bayi said, looking at the stone tablet before him. It looked quite old.
There were also some dilapidated pits on it, and some unknown yellow liquid.
Perhaps weasel urine.
"Boss, so many chicken heads. These big chicken heads look quite delicious," Fatty pointed to the chicken heads offered below and licked his lips. They had eaten too much wild boar and wanted to try chicken for a change.
"These should be chickens offered by the villagers. But I didn't expect the villagers to be able to come here?" Zhang Tian said, looking at the chicken heads and the footprints on the ground.
This was a wilderness, full of danger, and without transportation, it would be a near-death experience for villagers to come here.
"It's likely the weasels tricked the villagers here, or possessed them. But if all these chickens were offered here, what would the villagers eat?" Xie Yuchen said. He was quite kind-hearted and thought of the villagers at this time.
"Not many villagers would survive the winter," Zhang Tian said. Xie Yuchen didn't say anything more. He had never worried about making a living.
But the villagers living in such a place, unarmed, surviving would truly be a miracle.
"This cave is shaped like a ladder and is a bit small. Boss, if we want to get in, we need to enlarge it." Hu Bayi measured the terrain with his military shovel.
This mound was like a pimple on a face, protruding. The entrance was very small, and it needed to be enlarged to get in.
"Boss, leave this to Fatty!" Fatty took the military shovel, spat on his hands, and then dug a large pit in the ground with each shovel.
With Fatty's diligent effort, a circular hole was dug.
"Boss, I'll be a genius at digging holes in the future," Fatty gave a thumbs up.
"Alright, stop being silly. Let's go in and take a look," Zhang Tian gave Fatty a look, and then they began to descend into the hole.
The hole was quite deep, sloping downwards like a hillside.
It was narrow around, paved with bluestone, like a tomb passage, only wide enough for two people.
"Why haven't any weasels attacked us since we entered?" Xie Yuchen asked, looking around. Before, in the graveyard, Fatty had only jumped a few times and attracted the attention of the Great Immortal Weasel.
Not to mention now, after eliminating more than ten skin-clad Taoist priests.
"I suspect that whatever is inside deliberately let us in."
"These beasts are very intelligent," Hu Bayi said gravely, looking at the narrow passage.
"After we go in, let's ensure our own safety first," Zhang Tian said, pulling out a bagua mirror.
Zhang Tian could only use this bagua mirror for self-defense for now.
"Good disciple, your bagua mirror looks nice." At this moment, Daoist Master Yimei also saw Zhang Tian's bagua mirror, his eyes lit up, and he smiled as he approached.
"Picked it up from a pile of corpses," Zhang Tian said casually. Daoist Master Yimei blinked.
"Good disciple, which pile of corpses? Your master loves corpse piles the most." Daoist Master Yimei's words stumped Zhang Tian. After a brief pleasantry, they all emerged from the passage.
At the end of the passage was a large space. Stalactites hung from the ceiling like sharp spikes. On the ground, many black, sharp stone ridges protruded. The entire stone cave felt cold, eerie, and most importantly, filled with demonic energy.
"Such dense demonic energy, Tuantuan likes it here!"
"Tuantuan wants to absorb the demonic energy here and grow bigger and stronger!" Suddenly, the little fox poked its head out of Zhang Tian's backpack. Its big eyes scanned the surroundings, and it said with a pouting mouth.
"Hmm? Qingqiu Fox?" Seeing the fox before him, Daoist Master Yimei frowned. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Qingqiu Fox?" Zhang Tian looked at Daoist Master Yimei. He had always been curious about Tuantuan's origins, and he didn't expect Daoist Master Yimei to know?
"Qingqiu Fox is a creature from one of the mountain ranges of Kunlun Mountain. According to classical records, these creatures are highly intelligent, and if they can cultivate into demons, they can even form nine tails." Daoist Master Yimei explained when he saw the confusion on Zhang Tian's face.
"Su, Su Daji???" Fatty almost jumped up when he heard this. Good heavens, a fox spirit is beside me?
"Stinky, why are you shouting? You scared Tuantuan." The little fox glared at Fatty discontentedly. Fatty pouted and ignored the little fox.
"Disciple, this little fellow is very spiritual. Although I don't understand its dialect, its potential is immense." Daoist Master Yimei gently stroked the little fox's head and said. He wasn't a Taoist who indiscriminately killed demons. Why not nurture a talented demon?
Zhang Tian nodded. Since Yimei said this little guy had potential, it might be helpful in the future.
"Everyone look here, there's a mural." While everyone was discussing, Hu Bayi and Xie Yuchen had already stood by a wall. A large mural was carved on the wall.
Zhang Tian walked over and his gaze fell on the mural. On the mural, a weasel that had taken human form was being offered sacrifices by countless common people. Even more outrageous, some of the common people even offered their own heads.
"Such great power, using people as feed, and using chicken heads as offerings." Daoist Master Yimei showed a hint of anger. Weasels liked to eat chickens, but if all the chickens in the village were eaten, they would naturally look for their next prey.
"How hateful! Boss, we should have brought some dynamite before we came and blown this place up." Fatty said angrily, clenching his fists. Zhang Tian didn't answer Fatty but carefully examined the mural.
The mural was predominantly yellow, depicting the worship of the Great Immortal Weasel. On top, Zhang Tian noticed a peculiar pattern: a small mushroom to the left of the weasel.
"Do these weasels also eat mushrooms?" Zhang Tian frowned slightly. He felt something was unusual.
"There's a path ahead." Zhang Qilin stood at a passage and said softly. He withdrew his gaze and looked at the long, dark passage.
Zhang Tian nodded, and the group began to walk inside.
"Master, have you been here before?" Zhang Tian asked.
"No, I've only attacked them from the outside before. I've never been inside," Daoist Master Yimei shook his head, feeling somewhat unfamiliar with the architecture here. Following Zhang Qilin, they quickly passed through a small passage. When they saw the scene inside, everyone gasped.
At the end of the passage was a large space. Below the space, there was an ancient courtyard. Lights were on in the old house, making it look exceptionally lively.
"Damn it, boss, people are living in a weasel's den these days?"
"And people are living in such a dark place, it really opens Fatty's eyes." Fatty grumbled, while Zhang Tian and the others gasped at the courtyard.
"Boss, this is probably the weasel's den," Hu Bayi guessed after a moment of thought.
"They're probably waiting for us to fall into their trap. Since that's the case, let's play along with their plan!" Zhang Tian said with a smile. He and Hu Bayi exchanged a mischievous glance.