Chapter 1637 Distortion
“Grass, there are so many grasses!”
“The grass growing on the imperial coffin is the most prosperous, and it’s even blooming!”
“Luo Ke is really Did he die from grass growing on his head?”
“What species of man-eating grass are these?”
"Is this a method used by the royal family to prevent tomb robbers?"
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Zuo Quan and Zuo Jin were hacking away outside the palace, and they were so busy that they were in a hurry. The same goes for everyone.
Compared with the long purple grass outside the hall that entangles feet and stings and sucks blood, the grass in the hall can also shoot finger-length grass arrows, which are no less powerful than ordinary bows and arrows.
In the past, the road could be cleared by shooting with a flamethrower outside the hall, but it was no longer difficult to use this method to drive away the people inside the hall.
As if guarding the purple flower on the emperor's coffin, the many poisonous weeds scattered randomly in the hall launched waves of attacks on everyone.
“This thing is so thin and small that it can’t be stopped at all. You should also be careful!”
Zi Hui walked in the front, holding sticks in both hands and waving them around like a straw boat borrowing money. The scarecrow on the arrows, his whole body was covered with dense grass arrows, even the inner armor used for protection could not withstand the penetrating penetration.
Wang Yian, who was following behind, swept away with his flamethrower, and the longer poisonous grass arrows on Zhou Hui's body suddenly turned into black ash.
But the grass arrows in the hall seemed to have no end, and the dense shooting never stopped. This made Wang Yian frown, and felt that there were various abnormalities in the hall.
"What kind of special species is this?"
"Why do I feel like this thing has unlimited bullets? It's not scientific at all to keep shooting arrows like this. Do you all feel the same way?"
“No wonder before the Luofu Dynasty Invincible, if you plant a row of poisonous weeds like this on the battlefield, wouldn’t this become a restricted area?”
“Everyone, we didn’t rely on grass to fight in the past. I feel like there’s something wrong here!”
Everyone in the hall was in a hurry, but their cooperation was relatively stable.
Not only did everyone bring various tools, but they also had all the necessary protection.
Zhou Zhou Hui is a rare person who wears soft armor. The other members of the sequence wear hard armor with metal plates attached. It has high-density anti-corrosion leather inside, and also wears a device to protect against poisonous gas.
No one is afraid of poisonous gas or poisonous water, even if they accidentally encounter mechanical spring crossbow arrows.
It’s just that no one expected to encounter such a special poisonous weed in the imperial mausoleum.
Some sequencers are good at playing with fast-growing poisonous weeds, but those poisonous weeds grow quickly and die quickly, and are mostly used to set traps.
In Luo Ke's imperial mausoleum, these poisonous weeds have been growing for a long time, maybe thirty, forty, fifty, or longer.
The tomb is not a suitable environment for growing grass, but there are poisonous weeds everywhere in this mausoleum.
The poisonous weeds outside the hall only grow in the cracks in the ground, but they are densely covered inside the hall. Even the load-bearing wooden pillars of the hall are densely covered with poisonous weeds.
These long purple grasses can be cut back and reconnected, but will turn into black ash only when encountering flame jets.
And these poisonous weeds seem to be endless, even if they are burned by flames.
"Get closer to the imperial coffin and pinch the flower. I think that flower is likely to have a status similar to the queen bee in the hive. It will definitely make these poisonous weeds calm down," Wang Yi'an urged Zhou Hui.
"Don't rush me. I have hundreds of kilograms of grass hanging on my body, and my head is also covered with grass. I can't see the situation clearly in front of me!"
"I don't dare to take it. The flamethrower sweeps your head!"
"Ah, irritated, why didn't I step into the seventh sequence?"
Zhou Hui shook his body, and he casually grabbed his head. Start with dense grass arrows.
When he pulled off the straw arrow, he felt a slight light in front of him, and countless more straw arrows flew over, filling the empty space he had torn open.
This made Zhou Hui a little irritated.
Obviously the main hall is only more than a hundred meters long, but Zhou Hui feels as if he has walked a lifetime.
"This kind of ghost place should be burnt with flames first. It will be easier to find things after it is burned clean!"
Zhi Hui expressed all kinds of resentments. Among the team that entered the imperial mausoleum, Zhang Xuezhou held up a camera.
He looked at the people who were scrambling around in disorder, and then looked at the long purple grass that was half a meter high growing on the imperial coffin.
This kind of grass looks like a gladiolus, and in the center, a purple bud slowly blooms, emitting bursts of purple light.
Everyone wore gas masks, which blocked poisonous gas contamination, but once they saw this purple brilliance, they would fall into hallucinations.
“I seem to be hallucinating too!”
The reason why Zhang Xuezhou can stay awake is only because of his high mental intensity.
But when he looked at the long purple grass growing on the imperial coffin, Zhang Xuezhou realized that what he was looking at was actually different from what was shown in the camera.
Although the appearance of the long purple grass was the same, the direction he saw was completely inconsistent with the direction captured by the camera.
If shot from Zhang Xuezhou’s perspective, the camera focuses on the concubine pool next to the imperial coffin.
The Concubine Pool is not a place for the concubines to bathe, but a pool where the corpses of the concubines are buried with them.
There were more than a dozen female skeletons lying crookedly in the pool. Some of the skeletons had their heads separated from their necks. They had obviously been beheaded directly.
Some sharp blades were stuck upside down in the middle of the pool, and the black-green blades were still emitting a cold light.
Although it is a weapon used to kill concubines, it is obviously not very pleasant to step into it.
Zhang Xuezhou was a little hesitant whether to trust his own eyes or modern camera tools.
“People are alive, machines are dead. Psychedelics can affect people, but it is impossible to affect machines, but I don’t think I have been psychedelic!”
Zhang Xuezhou squinted his eyes slightly, constantly paying attention to the strange difference between his sight and the machine.
On his body, dark blue mana light continued to wash away.
With the frequent use of various methods, Zhang Xuezhou was obviously constantly eliminating the possibility of being psychedelic.
“Go!”
When the cause of the physical impact was eliminated, Zhang Xuezhou’s eyes no longer focused on the front. He stretched out his hand and flicked his finger, and the pen in his pocket immediately drew an arc and flew past.
The recording pen hit the purple grass on the imperial coffin, but when Zhang Xuezhou opened his eyes, he saw the pen falling into the concubine pool.
“I was not psychedelic, but the purple light seemed to distort the space, causing visual dislocation to the naked eye!”
A simple test brought the most direct result, Zhang Xuezhou walked with a camera.
Compared to his eyes, this instrument presents a more realistic effect.
After adjusting the focus, Zhang Xuezhou also saw a purple chip wrapped in the buds of the purple grass. It was this chip that refracted the light of the purple grass, thus causing visual differences.
Zhang Xuezhou did not dare to be careless.
He took a utility knife close to the imperial coffin and carefully passed the tip of the knife into the bud.
The tip of the knife exerted a slight force, and the purple chip was lifted directly.
I grabbed it with my right hand covered with protective gloves, and the purple chip suddenly came into my hand.
Zhang Xuezhou's eyes were slightly focused, and he saw that the purple chip was like looking at a kaleidoscope, reflecting countless versions of himself.
Faintly, the self in the chip grew white hair and beard again, and his appearance gradually changed into that of an old man with a majestic face.
Just a few seconds later, thousands of old men also stared at Zhang Xuezhou.
"Huang Daoxian?"
Zhang Xuezhou frowned and watched. He saw the old man in the chip also frowning at him.
Obviously, Zhang Xuezhou is not satisfied that the Red Alliance really has an extraterritorial demon-level hidden person.
In the chip that Zhang Xuezhou was paying attention to, the old man seemed to be equally dissatisfied with Zhang Xuezhou's destructive behavior of breaking into the imperial mausoleum without authorization.