Zuo Youdao can no longer sense the Qi field.
This is really a strange thing in the world.
If he cannot sense the Qi field, it is equivalent to being blind but unable to see, or deaf but unable to hear.
But when I think about it, I have lost my sense of smell now.
Without my sense of smell, I couldn't tell which dynasty the coffin in front of me came from.
In the past, I had always regarded the ability to recognize fragrances and distinguish ancient things as a less important ability, but now that I suddenly lost this ability, I didn't feel panicked, and my mind became messy.
However, Zuo Youdao seemed to have nothing unusual.
At this time, he was shining a flashlight on the coffin lid.
I saw that his face was still calm and calm.
After glancing at the coffin carefully, Zuo Youdao frowned; "It's not made of black iron."
At that time, his voice when talking to himself was relatively low, and I couldn't hear it clearly, so I asked, "What did you say?"
Zuo Youdao straightened up, shined light on other areas of the tomb, and said: "There is a special black iron in this world that can block people's ability to sense the energy field.
Just now I found that I can't sense the energy field, so I was thinking that this coffin might be made of that kind of black iron, but strangely, this area seems to be made of stone and wood, and there is no metal at all."
I said, "Not only can you not feel the Qi field, I can't smell it either."
Zuo Youdao was startled: "What's going on?"
"Not sure."
I responded dully, walked to the sarcophagus, and tried to push the lid of the coffin.
With a long "chila" sound, the coffin lid slowly slid open through a very narrow gap.
Through this gap, I could see the panoramic view of the coffin.
The coffin was almost empty except for a cone-shaped stone placed in the center.
It’s just a stone, what’s wrong with it?
I simply pushed the gap in the coffin lid wider, reached in, and took out the stone.
To the naked eye, this thing is indeed no different from a stone, but when I touch it, it feels almost like rough wood, and this thing is so light that I can hardly feel the weight in my hand.
Zuo Youdao also came over and took a closer look at the things in my hands, but even though he was as well-informed as he was, he couldn't tell what kind of material the things in my hands were made of.
What’s even weirder is why Blind Xu put this thing in a coffin Unless Xu Xiazi is still alive, there will be no answer to this question anyway.
Zuo Youdao and I thought it over and thought that this thing might be unknown, so we put it back in the coffin and closed the lid, planning to take it out to study it when we left the crypt.
Then Zuo Youdao and I went to the three standing coffins and carefully examined the corpses inside.
Zuo Youdao leaned most of his body against the gap in one of the coffins and raised his flashlight to shine inside.
When the light passed over the face of the corpse, I saw its eye sockets pull out quickly.
"It is indeed alive."
Zuo Youdao said as he twisted the damaged focusing ring to make the light falling on the corpse's face become brighter.
Under the strong light, the corpse twitched its eyes twice quickly, then suddenly opened its entire eyelids.
This guy has no whites of his eyes, and his entire eyeballs are pitch black.
When the light hits them, they reflect like black glass.
I asked Zuo Youdao: "It's looking at us."
Zuo Youdao carefully looked at the eyes of the corpse and responded to me: "There is no one else here except us.
Who else can we look at if he doesn't look at us?"
After saying that, Zuo Youdao moved the beam to a coffin on the side: "These coffins should be full of shapeless corpses.
It seems that this blind man does know the method of raising corpses in coffins, but his raising The corpse craftsmanship is really hard to praise.
Da Fei, don’t you think that this blind man Xu looks like a professional but not like a professional?”
Indeed, since Xu Xiazi knows how to raise a corpse, he should be a good person in the industry, but he has raised a corpse demon into a corpse puppet.
This is enough to show that Xu Xiazi has almost no cultivation.
At most, he is just a know-it-all.
Some outsiders with strange craftsmanship.
I can't guess who Xu Xiazi is, but I feel like he mastered so many miscellaneous and strange crafts just to build this tomb.
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Zuo Youdao directly dismantled the three broken standing coffins, took out the green steel sword, and cleaned up the three corpses one by one.
Originally, I had turned my attention to the surrounding walls and floors, wanting to see if there were any secret doors or anything like that.
But just when Zuo Youdao was disposing of the last corpse, the floor of the standing coffin could not bear the weight of the corpse.
It made a crisp sound and opened a gap as wide as a little finger. .
Zuo Youdao and I discovered almost at the same time that there was a dark hole underneath the gap.
Zuo Youdao then pushed down the other two standing coffins.
Under each coffin there was a round hole of more than two feet.
These holes were more than thirty meters deep.
The bottom of the hole was turbid water.
As for what else was in the water , I can’t see it yet.
On the floor tiles next to each hole, the pattern of a tree is carved using intaglio techniques.
The tree on the far left is depicted with lush branches and leaves, the tree in the middle is completely dry, and only the tree on the far right is half alive and half dead, with half of the branches flourishing and the other half withered.
Zuo Youdao looked at the three holes and raised his eyebrows out of habit: "It's deep enough.
I don't know what's underneath."
I asked him: "If I let you choose, I will remind you which one you choose to enter.
If we enter the wrong one, we will be dead."
Unexpectedly, Zuo Youdao didn't hesitate at all, and pointed directly at the holes on the left and right sides: "Enter this.
I'll take the lead, and you will be behind."
This guy is also a stickler for doing what he says, and it's rare to see him dragging his feet.
That's it.
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked to the hole, hammered a steel nail, and put a chain into the hole.
The cave extends vertically downwards, and the walls of the cave are extremely slippery.
Zuo Youdao and I didn't dare to hesitate at all.
Before going down the cave, we tied locks on our waists and connected ourselves to the climbing ropes. , and then the front and rear feet got into the hole.
The width of the hole is only more than two feet, and my hands and feet are very inflexible when moving inside.
Occasionally, if I move a little too much, my chest or back will be squeezed against the slippery wall of the hole, not to mention how uncomfortable it is.
Zuo Youdao has a big body and is carrying a backpack, so it is very difficult for him to lower his head.
I can only use my left eye to help him observe the situation below.
After descending for about thirty meters, Zuo Youdao put on his diving goggles, took a deep breath and sank into the water.
I waited until the sound of breaking waves under my feet became less dense, and then I quickly put on my goggles. , loosened the cable and fell into the water.
The water here is turbid because there are a lot of paper-ash-like floc floating in the water, and the waterway at the bottom of the cave is surrounded by artificial stone walls on both sides, which adds to the uncomfortable claustrophobia.
Feel.
Zuo Youdao had already swam forward with a searchlight, and I quickly moved my hands and feet to chase him.
Just when I was about to catch up with Zuo Youdao, I saw a lot of bubbles flowing rapidly in the water, so I subconsciously looked in the direction where the bubbles were coming, and I saw faintly exposed water in the gaps between the floc and the bubbles.
A strange face appeared.
This shadow did not appear in the ghost eye's field of vision.
I saw it with my naked eyes.
I immediately realized that something was wrong, so I stopped and waved my hands vigorously to drive away the flocculation in front of me.
These paper-ash-like flocs were stirred around by me, and the bubbles flowing rapidly in the water were also messed up.
Instead of becoming clearer, my vision became increasingly chaotic.
In desperation, I could only stick to the place where the face appeared, but there was a stone wall with bubbles constantly coming out, and there was nothing there.
At this time, I heard the rapid sound of the water breaking, and thought that Zuo Youdao might have left the water, so I didn't waste any more time and hurriedly chased after him.
Swim forward two or three meters and you will reach the end of the waterway.
Connected to the waterway is an underground river with a very slow flow.
The water is not very deep.
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If I stand upright, the water level can reach the middle of my thighs.
When I emerged from the water, Zuo Youdao had already put away the searchlight and took out his flashlight to shine on a stone island in the middle of the river.
The island seemed to have been built artificially.
Its shape was too regular.
From a distance, it looked like a huge hemisphere pressed steadily on the bottom of the water, with only a small part of the top above the water.
In the center of the stone island, there is a bronze tree of life and death.
The water vapor in this place is too heavy, and even the chemically stable bronze has suffered strong corrosion.
Now the small details on the tree can no longer be seen clearly.
The carefully carved wood grain also looks like hideous cracks.
"Why so slow?"
Zuo Youdao looked at Shidao and said without looking back.
He didn't mean to blame or question when he asked this, and his tone was relatively neutral.
I said, "Didn't you see that face when you were crossing the waterway?"
Zuo Youdao turned around and looked at me: "Human face" "I just saw a face in the water, but I couldn't see it clearly.
I don't know if I saw it wrongly."
Having said that, I think a face did appear in the water just now.
Zuo Youdao frowned twice, but he didn't say much.
He just walked towards Shidao with a flashlight in his hand.
I followed him across half of the river, and finally came to the stone island.
Zuo Youdao seemed to be very interested in half of the crown of the tree of life and death.
As soon as he landed on the island, he shined light on the crown.
It was only when he illuminated it that I could see clearly that there were many bottle cap-sized hangings hanging on the branches and leaves of this tree.
However, due to severe corrosion, only one of the bronze hangings was left with an irregular shape.
The outlines of the trees are all glued to the branches, so that when I looked at the tree with my ghost eyes just now, I only saw them as severely rusted leaves
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