At this moment, several fire folds have not been extinguished.
By the flickering light of the fire.
On the extended stone platform, almost all the people's attention was attracted by the strange flower.
All the way down.
Except for those gerbils, black snakes and the white bearded fish in the underground lake.
This is the first time they see other life beings.
It is also the rarest green plant in the desert.
Thousands of years ago, in the ancient Uighur language, Zagrama evolved from an oasis and a home to a place of lifelessness and death.
Even the Haloxylon ammodendron and Populus euphratica, the most cold and drought tolerant trees, cannot survive.
Buried by wind and sand.
Or turn into a pile of rotten wood, dust and mud.
Who would have thought that such a bright and colorful flower would appear hundreds of meters underground in the ancient city.
Everyone present is also a well-informed person.
But no one recognized him for a while.
“Miss Oona, do you know her?”
Finally, a gentle voice broke the silence.
Everyone subconsciously turned around.
My eyes fell on the tall figure, whose face was covered by a black scarf, and who seemed to be a little distracted.
Shamanism has been passed down in the Western Regions for a long time.
It has a history of more than two thousand years.
Traveling among various tribes and small countries, you may have recorded these strange flowers.
But facing everyone’s gaze, Oona just shook her head.
From the moment she crossed the stone bridge, everything here was extremely new and strange to her.
"Brother Chen..."
Seeing this, Partridge Whistle, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up.
"Brother Taoist, do you recognize it?"
"There are indeed similar records in my mountain range. The broad leaves are as bright as blood and live on the carrion of dead corpses, so it is called corpse flower or corpse flower. It is also said that It grows on the side of the Yellow Spring, so it is also called the Yellow Spring Flower."
"This thing is extremely ominous and symbolizes a bad omen."
The moment I saw the blood flower in the tree, the partridge whistled. Reminds me of the records in the Secret Record of Moving Mountains.
However, even there are only a few records about it in the book.
After reading it again and again to confirm it was correct, he spoke.
"Corpse flower?"
"The other side of the underworld?"
"God, isn't this a ghost flower?"
" It’s nonsense. I didn’t look at the bright red blood in the leaves. It feels like it can seep out if I shake it twice.”
"Since we live on carrion, then... the people buried in the tree holes won't be human, right?"
"Don't say it, it's really not impossible."
"That's ridiculous. , How could anyone be buried in the Queen's Palace Mausoleum? It's impossible to even think about it. Even if the burial pits are generally built outside the mausoleum, that's not necessarily true. The Western Region is not the Central Plains. , Before coming to this place, have you seen the royal tomb built in the city? Or the stone ship coffin sunk in the desert?"
The partridge whistle just finished speaking.
There was a burst of exclamation from all around.
This name is really weird.
Living on flesh, flesh and carrion.
“The name of the flower on the other side of the underworld is a bit interesting.”
Staring at the corpse-scented konjac that was too bright in the firelight, Chen Yulou said slowly.
There was not much shock and anger in his tone.
The so-called unknown omen does not seem to be a big deal to him.
“If it’s really so evil, it’s better to kill it first.”
“I don’t believe it. Can a flower turn into a demon and eat people?”
Yang Fang He shrugged, looking indifferent.
He didn't understand why he should be so afraid of a flower.
It’s not zombie rice dumplings, it’s an evil thing.
"It's easy to break it, but it may not be so easy to kill it."
Chen Yulou shook his head.
Stop him in time to raise his gun.
It is true that corpse-scented konjac cannot eat humans, but the smell it emits can confuse people's hearts, which is even more amazing than the round light demon spell of the old raccoon head on the ancient raccoon monument.
Quietly.
It can bring people into fantasy.
If it really breaks into pieces, the corpse energy will overflow and blend into the surroundings. At that time, they can hold their breath, seal their five senses and six consciousnesses, and maybe avoid it.
But there are dozens of guys around.
After all, they are just ordinary people.
It’s impossible to guard against it.
If you are dragged into an illusion, it will be completely irrational.
Killing each other without even realizing it.
It was not easy to get to this point, and he overcame the low temperature, severe cold, and various death threats in the desert, but in the end he died in the hands of his own people before he could touch the gold.
That is the real great horror.
"Oh...ok."
Seeing shopkeeper Chen speak, Yang Fang scratched his head and put away the gun in a coy manner.
"Brother Chen, do you have a way to deal with it?"
Seeing that he looked calm and unfazed, Partridge Whistle hesitated.
"Chen has indeed heard about the corpse flower."
Chen Yulou had no intention of hiding anything.
Hearing this, everyone’s hearts were shaken.
Especially Kunlun and Yang Fang, they have an almost mindless admiration for him.
There is no such thing as a shopkeeper in this world.
"Brother Chen, just ask."
Partridge whistles are also common.
If one day, Chen Yulou appears at a loss, then he is probably in unprecedented trouble.
Seeing his brows raised and his expression stern, he opened his mouth and whipped it in.
Chen Yulou couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Talk and act with such smart people.
It will save countless efforts.
"Brother Dao, please go down with me. The corpse flower will not eat people, but it will cause great trouble for us to open the coffin and visit the tomb."
"Okay!"
Without any hesitation.
Partridge Whistle agreed directly.
"Then I..."
Hearing the two people's brief words, the tone had been set, and Yang Fang and the other three couldn't help but feel a little impatient.
But then he spoke.
Chen Yulou seemed to have expected it.
"You guys can't rest either."
Pointing around the cliff.
Under the firelight of dozens of wind lanterns, torches and lanterns, the darkness was driven away, and the situation beneath him could be roughly seen.
This is an underground cave that is even larger than the previous stone palace.
It should be formed naturally.
However, there are also many traces of man-made factors.
The stone platform extends outwards, and the surrounding area closes inward, spiraling upward. The stone walls are jagged with jagged rocks, and occasionally traces of murals or ghost cave inscriptions can be seen passing by.
This is clearly an altar.
It can be imagined that when the queen was buried thousands of years ago, the funeral procession sank the huge coffin to the bottom of the cliff from here, and the subjects worshiped the royal tomb here.
"Look for a high place, a favorable position, and protect the formation for me and my Taoist brother."
"Yes, from the shopkeeper."
Kunlun went straight to the rock closest to the bottom of the cliff without thinking.
Yang Fang, who was a step too late, didn't have time to show too much joy. He glanced at the old foreigner next to him and saw that he didn't seem to be planning to leave yet. He immediately cupped his hands, jumped onto the cliff and jumped to the other side. aside.
Backed by rocks, it has a place to stay but is not too narrow to stretch out.
“Senior Brother, Shopkeeper Chen, I’m going too.”
Seeing the two people leaving, the old foreigner didn't dare to delay. He glanced around, and finally his eyes lit up, and he found a place that was most suitable for him.
"Okay."
"Be careful." The old foreigner nodded.
He took out the sky-drilling rope from his backpack and threw it away while standing on the edge of the cliff.
The cold light flickered on the sharp hook rope, cutting through the thick black fog, and soon there was a ding-dong sound. The old foreigner tried to pull it, and the rope was stretched straight, after confirming that it could bear his own weight.
Took a few steps back.
Take a deep breath.
Using the momentum, he shook himself out.
Amidst the roaring of the wind, the wind lantern hanging on his shoulder remained on.
With extremely fast speed, almost in the blink of an eye, he crossed the sky above the entire cave and appeared outside the opposite stone wall.
With the light of the fire on his shoulder, he stared at a spot on the stone wall.
The light and shadow in that place are obviously much darker than in other places.
Based on past experience, he can easily judge it.
That's an alcove.
At the moment when he was approaching, the old foreigner's eyes gleamed, and the hand wrapped around the Tiantiansuo was released directly. Just relying on the momentum of the swing, the whole person jumped into the cave on the cliff.
The moment of landing.
His gaze swept around like a knife.
The cave is not too deep, only about two feet. There are still many obvious marks of cutting and axe-cutting on the stone wall, and the stone chips on the ground have not been cleaned.
Because the Zidu Underground River flows through it.
The air in the cave is extremely humid.
The flowing mist seems to seep out water with just a squeeze.
There are countless water droplets condensed on the stone wall. When illuminated by the fire, countless sparks are immediately reflected, looking like the raw ore stone of crystal emerald.
But these did not attract the attention of the old foreigners.
After landing, all his mind was attracted by a stone statue enshrined in the niche.
It was a stone man about half a man tall.
It is different from the giant-eyed stone figures commonly seen inside and outside the ancient city.
The stone statue is wearing a long robe, with a black snake wrapped around its hand, and its eyes are deep.
Looks like a wizard who serves ghosts and gods.
Such people are common in small countries like Xiye and Gumo, but this is the first time for Jingjue Ancient Country.
The ghost cave people believe in the 'god' who controls the imaginary space.
But only Queen Jingjue can communicate with it.
No one else does it.
Now that he saw this stone statue, he realized that this was not the case.
After checking it carefully, I confirmed that there was no other danger.
The old foreigner no longer thought about it.
Hang the wind lantern on the snake shape in the stone man's hand.
The black snake was carved lifelike, with its body curled up just right, and its tail just enough to hook the iron chain of the wind lantern.
The light is bright and shines all around.
He also took off his shooting bow.
Every time they go to the grave to fight, whenever they encounter danger, the three brothers and sisters have always been like this.
Senior brother rushes into the formation, he is responsible for the long-distance attack, while Hua Ling waits for opportunities to raid the formation.
The three of them cooperated seamlessly.
Almost never misses the mark.
Although the person who raided the formation today was replaced by Yang Fang, sitting at a high place and patrolling all directions has already penetrated deeply into his bones.
It became a habit.
Slowly raise the bowstring at this moment.
Just in case, the old foreigner put the quiver aside and leaned against the stone wall to ensure that if there was real danger, he could draw his bow and shoot the arrow as quickly as possible.
“Let’s go!”
Seeing that the three of them were in their respective positions.
Chen Yulou did not hesitate.
Go straight to the top of the cliff, activate the magic method, and people jump down like blue smoke.
Although Partridge Whistle also possesses the skill of taking advantage of the light body, it cannot compare with Taoist and Immortal Techniques after all, let alone in such a dangerous place, just a light tap on the abdomen and ribs.
In an instant.
Under the robe he was wearing, there was a loud sound of a loudspeaker immediately.
The people nearby were surprised when they heard it.
The Bishan lineage is too secretive. Although I have been traveling with them for a long time, most of them have only heard of the Panshan Cave Tomb Armor and the Mountain Bishan Reclamation Technique.
I was completely confused about the sudden mechanical sound.
But Partridge Whistle didn’t mean to explain at all.
Just jumped up, and at the moment when he was on the cliff, the iron chains made of fine steel under the robe shot out like lightning, and went straight into the stone wall.
The falling momentum slowed down a lot.
The people above saw him moving around like a gecko in the misty cliffs, and they couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
My eyes widened when I saw it.
I thought that the skills of Yang Fang and the old foreigner were unimaginable. After meeting Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle, they realized that there are people outside the world.
"Old Zhao, aren't you known as a young qian, are you sure you can catch up with Leader Yang?"
"What the hell are you thinking? With my little means, let alone catching up, it's just a luxury to even catch a glimpse."
Xiao Qian's old face turned red.
He is actually quite confident in his skills.
But these are not ordinary people who cannot bear it.
If I have to compare them, it would be Shi Qian and Dai Zong. No matter how good their martial arts skills are, they can't compare to their ability to travel thousands of miles a day.
"Shh."
"Keep your voices down, don't delay the important thing that always leads them."
Someone reminded.
No one dared to speak anymore.
The flickering lights reflected nervous faces.
Carefully step on the top of the cliff and lean down to look down.
Deep in the mist-shrouded cliff.
The partridge whistle retracted the last hook, took out a wind lantern and lit it.
It echoes the one in Chen Yulou’s hand not far away.
The darkness, as thick as ink, dispersed little by little, gradually illuminating the situation at the bottom of the cave.
It was almost the same as what I saw above my head just now.
Aside from the giant coffin and the gold and silver everywhere, the most numerous things in the cave are ghost cave inscriptions.
The stone beams, rock walls, black rocks and even scattered rocks are densely packed and look like... Taoist talismans and Tantric scriptures used to suppress demons.
Partridge Whistle didn’t even look at the gold and jade artifacts all over the ground.
Just approach Chen Yulou quickly.
At this moment, he was standing under the severed Kunlun Sacred Tree, staring at the corpse flower growing on the section, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Brother Chen...what does it smell like?"
As soon as he got closer, before he could speak, Partridge Whistle suddenly smelled a refreshing fragrance.
It was different from any other mushroom scent he had ever seen.
Not like a medicinal herb.
It's more like... the smell that comes from grinding some kind of ore into powder.
“Concentrate your energy!”
Chen Yulou, who was thinking about how to deal with this, changed his face slightly and warned in a low voice.
Although he didn't know the cause, his years of experience in fighting in graves told him that this extraordinary smell was definitely not a good sign.
What's more, the records of this flower in the Secret Records of Moving Mountains are extremely terrifying.
Almost subconsciously.
All the orifices around his body were quickly closed.
"What's going on?"
After doing all this, he looked in front of him and asked in a low voice.
“This ghost flower can captivate the soul and fascinate the mind. If you are not careful, you will be tricked. Do not swallow the breath hastily.”
Listen to his explanation.
Partridge Whistle’s heart suddenly sank.
No wonder it is said to be the underworld on the other side. Isn’t this man-eating soul falling into the underworld?
"Then what is Brother Chen going to do?"
The Partridge Whistle thought for a moment, only to feel that the bright ghost flower had an indescribable sense of enchantment, especially Those petals are like an open eye, spying on everyone all the time.
All his methods can suppress corpses and subjugate monsters, but it seems difficult to destroy it without letting any breath leak out.
“I am responsible for sealing off the surrounding area.”
“Brother Taoist, cut off its roots in the shortest possible time.”
“Then burn it out, maybe we can accomplish it. ."(End of this chapter)