Deconstruction is Weird

Chapter 669: man oil candle

   Chapter 669 Human Oil Candle

Chu Dong tentatively detached part of his soul from his body. The energy he had just consumed was recovering quickly. Fortunately, this characteristic did not disappear, which also made him feel a lot more relieved. After the complete recovery, Chu Dong breathed a sigh of relief. He sighed and said, "I didn't expect that one day I would be so embarrassed by a ghost who didn't even have a ghost."

   Hongyan asked with a slightly suspicious tone: "Are you sure it's just an ordinary Specter? Even I can't see through it."

   "I also want to treat her as a difficult character, but no matter from any point of view she is a very ordinary ghost, or that sentence, the strange thing is this place, not this ghost."

That thing was the most common Specter just now. It was resentful because of its tragic death, its eyes were white and irrational, and its attack method, its ability to be scorched in Chu Dong's body to the point of being blown away is the ability of an ordinary Specter. strength.

Fortunately, Chu Dong saw some past memory fragments when she was possessed. The memory fragments were few and incoherent, and she could only vaguely see that she was influenced by something and made a suicide move. The Buddha was treated as a demon, so he contaminated it with blood.

  's clear memories are basically about half an hour before his death. There is almost no past about this village. The only thing Chu Dong can be sure of is that the village chief of this village is not far from this room.

   The village where they are located looks dilapidated, but in fact it is unique. In the memory fragment, there is a scene of the initial construction of the village. There are deep trenches like trenches extending in all directions, and all the houses here have basements.

   "You get Wang Bin down, the temperature down here is okay."

  Hongyan hummed, "Then be careful."

   The Specter is dead, so there is no danger here. Chu Dong picked up the Buddha statue and studied it up, down, left and right, and used all the tap detection. The result was that these Buddha statues were nothing special.

   Then Chu Dong came to the west side of the earth wall. After he tapped twice with his fist, he immediately showed a happy expression. The back of the wall was hollow, which showed that the female ghost had no problem with the memory.

   At this time, Hongyan also got Wang Bin down. After two hours of adjusting his body, he got used to it a lot, and there should be no problem with short-term actions.

   As soon as Wang Bin came down, he saw Chu Dong smashed the wall with his fist. After the wall collapsed, a dark corridor was exposed.

  Chu Dong slid his palm across the break in the wall, and the break was neat and smooth, indicating that the door in front of him originally existed, but it was later blocked for unknown reasons.

  【There are four layers of mud about 1mm at the fracture, which indicates that the current room has been painted at least four times】

  【It is recommended to view other walls】

Chu Dong scratched in front of the other three walls, and found a layer of mud with distinct layers. The four times of painting made the surrounding walls seamless, so the brain could not see the problem. The mud was very delicate and dark brown overall. It's definitely treated mud, or something.

The people here sealed the room and then rebuilt the house on top of their heads, which is why this house is more complete than the others in the village, because it was renovated later, and its age is much newer than the other houses. .

Chu Dong picked up a piece of wood from the ground, made it into a torch, and stepped into the corridor. Wang Bin and Hongyan followed closely. Chu Dong carefully observed everything in the corridor by the faint firelight. It can fill light intelligently, everything has been adjusted in Chu Dong's eyes.

  Chu Dong poked the wall of the corridor twice with his finger, it was very strong, it should have been rammed.

Chu Dong said as he walked: "The people in this village have opened up the underground, and the bad weather has made them find a new way. You can see that the walls are all traces of hammers. After hollowing out the ground and ramming the ground and walls, it should be here. Someone who knows about architecture."

  The tunnel is oval in shape as a whole, the wall texture is very rough, and there is no special treatment. Most of the reason why this place is so strong is because of the soil quality. There are many rocks and frozen soil, so there is basically no danger of landslides.

  Wang Bin stood behind Chu Dong and asked incomprehensibly, "Since this place is so dangerous, why didn't they move out? It's not a suitable place for people to live."

   "Perhaps this is the most suitable place for them to survive, so let's move on."

The underground here extends in all directions, and the underground buildings are even larger than the ground. They have been expanding the underground. These people do not even have one-tenth of the underground. Every household has a basement, and the basement even has Doors, they dug out corridors to connect with each other, this is a complete underground world, there are no rules at all, but fortunately, the map that is twisted and twisted by the intelligent brain has also been reshaped under the three-dimensional modeling. Don't get lost.

Chu Dong found the basement of the village chief's house based on the ghost's memory fragment. Chu Dong came to a black wooden door with a torch and kicked it down. The smell of decay came from the surface, and behind the door was a very special room. The spacious earthen house was also polished very delicately. There were also two braziers at the entrance. Chu Dong threw the torch into the fire tray and the flames rose up immediately. The brazier should have been put in kerosene, and the flames ignited the temperature. It also gradually rose. Chu Dong raised his head and glanced at it. Above it was a thick layer of mud boards, and there were also air vents.

At a glance, you can see three rooms. They are located in the middle, which is the living room. There is a low table and a set of tea cups in the middle of the room. The room on the left is the bedroom, because Chu Dong has already seen the wooden bed, and the room on the right is installed. It should be quite important to think about the wooden door.

Chu Dong walked to the locked door with his palms and unscrewed the door lock with a slight force. It took so long that the door rotted away. By the light of the fire, Chu Dong could also see the layout of the room clearly. There is a study room, and in the center of the room is a bookcase, and on the bookcase are all kinds of writing, ink, paper, and inkstone.

The most noticeable thing on the desk was a thick candle. Chu Dong beckoned to the brazier outside the house. A flame quickly floated over the candle and ignited it. The soft candle light should have warmed the soul. When Chu Dong felt a chill, Chu Dong thought about the reason why the surrounding walls were all black, but didn't think much about it.

  Chu Dong said casually: "The owner of this house is very particular. I didn't expect to see pen, ink, paper and inkstone here, but there is not a single piece of paper in other houses."

  Wang Bin walked over to the candle that was as thick as an adult's forearm with a puzzled look, "This candle"

   "I advise you not to touch it. I felt a strange aura on it, which made me resist instinctively."

  Wang Bin said with a vigilant look: "I don't know how to touch it. I know this thing. It is a human oil candle. The oil wax for such a big person is outrageous. How many people have to be trained?"

  Chu Dong frowned and asked, "You said this is a human oil candle?"

   "Yes, you can't go wrong, this taste, this texture, are you looking at whether the wick is thicker than ordinary cotton thread?"

  Chu Dong walked to the candle and took a closer look. The wick of the candle is indeed much thicker than the ordinary wick. If you look closely, the white cotton thread of the wick seems to be mixed with some black threads. Is that hair?

   (end of this chapter)