Chapter 22: The Petrified Woman

  I grabbed the collar of You Shui's clothes and roared like a mad beast: "Where is my uncle in Yunnan?"!!

  It's unclear whether it was due to the intimidating atmosphere, but his neck desperately shrunk back. Da Fu Da Gui immediately stepped forward and pulled me backward. Anyone who is stubbornly entangled has infinite potential; how could Da Fu Da Gui pull me away? Instead, I increased the force in my hands, pulling You Shui Du so hard that he was almost suffocated, his face bright red. The stalemate lasted for about a minute, and You Shui Du was on the verge of collapse. With a sudden jerk of his short arms, he forcefully bounced me away, coincidentally knocking Da Fu Da Gui to the ground. All I heard were two muffled groans from their throats. You Shui Du propped himself up with one hand, weakly slumping onto the ground, his face flushed red as he coughed violently towards the ground.

  This body is really resilient, and when it bounces off me, I don't feel a hint of pain. I get up, just about to continue questioning the oily water belly, but he makes a stopping gesture with his hand, "cough cough", clears his throat twice and says: "Ah, brother! Buddy! As for Lao Ye's whereabouts, I really don't know much about it, as for knowing that he is a famous person in the archaeological and antique circles, you can ask any senior professor in the archaeological circle and they will tell you. This photo of Lao Ye, whether it appeared in Yunnan or not, I don't know, but this photo was just faxed, not taken by me!"

  This person is good at talking and debating, I picked up the phone that fell on the ground, continued to carefully check, I slid the screen of the phone to view the information of the pictures, and indeed there was another time below that location, two 2014 November 18th, which is 5 days ago. "You said this photo was sent by someone else, who is that person?" I asked with suspicion and vigilance.

  He took the phone and slid through the photos a few times, saying: "Brother, the names of these photos are all in English. This shows that they were sent from the internet. I don't know who this person is either. He's hiding very deeply. As for why he wants to do this, I'm also guessing his purpose."

  I feel like there's something that doesn't quite add up, but I just can't put my finger on it. Oil Barrel saw the doubt in me and let out a long sigh before continuing: "Brother, I've already sent someone to track down the source of this photo online. We have plenty of skilled hackers in Guangdong, so don't worry, within ten days at most or a month at latest, I'll definitely find the person who sent this photo, and once we do, we'll definitely get news about your uncle."

  My mood gradually calmed down, too many things have happened recently, and I can no longer face everything with a calm attitude. In my dream, the oil drum tried every means to lure me out, and also my uncle's words before he died: "You've already made your choice!" At that time, I saw his eyes were no longer dull as usual, but unusually clear, so clear that I couldn't guess what they meant. "What are these masks?" I asked, hanging my head and sitting on the ground.

  The answer to my question was not a oil lamp, but a big fortune. This young man with a story walked slowly towards me and said in an old voice: "They are the evil spells of 'Mie', also called 'Face Mie', a kind that can confuse people's minds and make them enter a fantasy world. This is an ancient technique of the ancient Mo religion to temper one's heart and will. The ancient Mo religion was a mysterious religion in ancient Guangxi, and there are very few records of it, so at first I couldn't tell what they were, whether they were South Seas voodoo or something else." He pointed towards the stone steps in front of us: "The stone statues on the stone steps ahead are those who didn't pass through the fantasy world. They're all failures. You almost had the honor of becoming one of them. These masks only attract people with a strong curiosity, I really couldn't see that your curiosity was so heavy."

  "Good fortune, how dare you speak like that! Do you know how much effort it took for Brother Lu to escape safely? I'll deduct a month's salary from you and have you apologize to Brother Lu!" Oil Barrel scolded. Good Fortune immediately shut his mouth and didn't say another word, sitting motionless on the stone steps around him.

  I know that Dafu is mocking me, saying I'm useless. As a man, he must be holding back his anger, but I'm not going to fall for their tricks. They're experts at this, and I've already been messed with since entering the tomb of the King of Demons. I don't know what will happen next, so it's not wise to confront them now. I suppressed my inner rage and calmly said: "You guys must have known what these things are all along, why did you keep it from me?"

  "Hey, brother! This is a misunderstanding. We also saw you get hit and that's when Da Fu thought of it!"

  "Who?" I asked in surprise.

  A greasy face with a sincere expression, a pig-like oily head nodding up and down to the left and right, said to me: "Brother Lu doesn't know, Da Fu has a noble and extraordinary innate ability, which is to guide navigation radar. Da Gui's innate ability is that his right middle finger can sense ghosts and spirits, as well as general evil and mysterious techniques. This kind of evil technique is very special, so Da Fu also lost his mind for a moment and didn't sense it."

  "What! This is also too against the sky, one looking for people and one looking for ghosts, this oil bottle is so hanging, actually taking care of these two abnormalities! Thinking back, I took a look, now we have already run to half of the road, through the crystal glass-like stone steps under my feet, I can clearly see the crystal stone steps we climbed, the stone steps above our heads are still curved upwards, compared to us who can still see the road below, through the stone steps above it is almost impossible to see the top of the cave. Really don't know where he wants to go." "Shouldn't we set off? I've already delayed for quite some time," I said.

  The oil-water belly hand palm turned on the round and round belly skin for a while, "Ka" snapped his fingers: "We continue to move forward, Lu brother, this time you must remember, never run into the old wall with masks on it, otherwise next time I won't be able to save you out".

  I didn't say anything, I just nodded.

  We continued to climb upwards, and with the lesson from last time, I didn't dare look at the ghost masks on the walls along the way. As Da Fu said, on the stone stairs leading up, I saw many petrified ancient Mo cultists, who seemed to be no more than 30 years old, including both men and women. Perhaps due to their clothes not being petrified, they had been eroded by the wind, leaving only their stone-encased bodies. The males were robust, while the females each had a sweet and beautiful appearance like a water lily flower, with slender figures like a seductive snake. They all looked different, but the one thing they had in common was that not a single one of them wasn't staring straight at this ghost mask.

  I'm not interested in the stone statue, but I'm fascinated by the oil lamp, and when I see those specific female servants, my mouth waters with excitement. Later, when we encounter female servants on our way forward, the oil lamp always takes the opportunity to touch their chest and lower body, making a satisfied and comfortable sound like "oh, ah, uh", which makes me feel very uncomfortable.

  I furrowed my brow and endured the sound of Oil Water Belly's **voice for about ten minutes, when suddenly it stopped. A "huh" sound caught everyone's attention. I turned to look and saw that Oil Water Belly was grabbing onto a female servant's chest, looking surprised. This female servant wasn't naked like usual, but wore a blue denim suit and blue jeans, with a pair of hiking boots on her feet. Her long, melon-seed-shaped face had short black hair, no heavy makeup, and sparkling clear eyes that seemed to see right through me. Her curved eyebrows were like a crescent moon, making one sigh in admiration. She was very young, probably just over twenty, with an innocent and carefree expression on her face. Even I, who had never really looked at any woman's eyes before, couldn't help but steal glances at her, feeling a strange sensation that I couldn't tear my gaze away from her. As I took a closer look at where Oil Water Belly was grabbing onto, I saw that it was slightly sinking in, indicating that she had some elasticity to her body. And judging from her modern attire, she must be a person from the present time... unless I've stumbled into a time tunnel!

  We all cast a contemptuous glance at the oil barrel, and the oil barrel "coughed" back its fat pig-like hand, with a face as red as a sausage, saying: "She is a living person, not yet completely petrified!" "Cough...".

  I withdrew my scorching gaze and let out a long sigh, saying: "This should be one of the members of the second batch, whether to save her or not is up to you."

  Oil Water Belly hastily said: "For female compatriots, we must treat them with benevolence, kindness and understanding. I won't say whether this female compatriot is good or bad, but as Chinese people, we must have a benevolent concept. So, we must rescue this female compatriot, Da Fu, this heroic task is handed over to you! As for me, Oil Water, I just need to appear in front of her when she opens her eyes, and then gently kiss her face, that's a beautiful shot, it will definitely be another beautiful love story for Brother Chubby!" After finishing speaking, Oil Water stared at Shi You, with his disgusting saliva all over the ground!