Chapter 1715: Journey to the West (12)

Just like Huangcun, this channel is actually a human skin channel.
The difference is that the channel on Huangcun's side is in darkness, and this channel is in light.
I don't know what technique to use, along with the hair toes, it was peeled off neatly, and then spread on the ground and around the passage, making people shudder.
"Is this fake human skin?"
Zhuge, who hadn't heard anything, curled his neck and asked his grandfather.
"Really."
After a hundred lives, the well-informed grandfather Zhuge faced this cruel and disgusting human skin passage for the first time, and he couldn't help it.
He tried to search for the reason for the human skin passage, and finally remembered that the fragment was mentioned in the ancestor's manual notebook.
However, the notebook did not say that the human skin channel has any matrix effect.
Although it wasn't the first time I saw a human skin channel, Yang Zimei's feet were stepping on it, still feeling a little shiver in the calf.
However, now there is Xuehu and Long Zhuan by her side, she is not as afraid as last time, but boldly continues to move forward.
There was no change in expression on Long Zhutian's face, holding Yang Zimei's hand, calm, walking forward step by step, as if the floor was covered with dummy skin.
As for Snow Lake, he is a man with cleanliness, and it is absolutely impossible to endure such a rampant thing as human skin.
Instead of stepping on his feet, he walked in a floating posture.
If it is not for the care of the group, he can directly go through this passage without two seconds.
The two fathers and sons of Zhuge Mingzhu and Zhuge Ye, pale and irony, followed in the footsteps.
Their stomachs are being stirred with a stick, and almost all of them want to vomit.
Efforts were made to restrain the nausea of ​​these human skins, but in the end, they couldn't bear it. When they walked aside, they vomited.
As soon as Zhugezhen vomited, Zhuge Mingzhu followed his nausea, and the father and son vomited while walking.
Yang Zimei listened in front, dared not turn his head back, worried that he would be affected by them, and vomited.
With a wave of Xuehu's big hand, Zhuge Mingzhu and his father and son had an illusion before them. It was no longer a human skin channel, but a cotton channel.
The nausea of ​​the two also decreased, and they continued to walk.
After walking for five minutes, he walked out of this man's leather passage and entered another stone room.
Seeing this stone room, Yang Zimei froze slightly, as if returning to the stone room in the ancient tomb in the western suburbs of city A, but there were no murals on the wall.
"It's weird, it's nothing like I used to enter here before. I remember when I entered the main burial chamber without much effort. But now the dressing from one passage to another is really incredible."
Grandpa Zhuge said.
"I am not sure as well."
Yang Zimei smiled bitterly. "There is no other way, we can only continue this way. As for whether I will enter the main tomb, I have some doubts. It is also about Master, and I don't know where I went."
As soon as she mentioned Guanfeng, Dragon Chase was sad again.
Yang Zimei couldn't take care of her sorrow anymore, and continued to find the groove of the Taomu card.
This time the Taomu card was printed, but there was no response. She took off the Taomu card on her neck and it was useless.
Long by day, he printed his peach card ...