Chapter 345 Memory Recording Officer


Chapter 345 Memory Recording Officer

Under the corridor, there is a huge crack in the mountain, like an underground canyon.

This crack is extremely wide, and the other side of the crack is about two hundred meters away.

When a flare was fired, the situation below came into view.

About twenty meters below the gallery, countless bronze chains as thick as bowls spanned both sides, connecting the bottomless rift valley together.

On the edge of the corridor, the little brother has already fixed a rock climbing rope.

The length is just enough to hang from the nearest bronze chain.

The two of them swung down one after another and stood on the bronze chains.

Obviously, the next journey requires the two of them to swing down like monkeys in dense bronze chains.

This is not an easy job.

"I can't remember what these bronze chains are for, but they are definitely not set by the Dongxia people."

When they fell, the little brother still had the energy to explain to Hu Ming.

Maybe he has been here many times. Logically speaking, there are no secrets for the little brother.

But under the influence of ancestral amnesia, my brother has already forgotten everything.

Being able to get here quickly depends on the marks left before.

"Yeah."

"...I just went up to pick you up, and I heard the conversation between you and Wu Sansheng above."

Suddenly, the silent brother spoke up again .

"You know what I know. With my hearing nowadays, very few movements can be hidden from it. Of course I know the movements you made in the tomb below."

Hu Ming nodded.

"Your body... I mean, Hu Ming, have you really found a solution to your physical problems?"

The little brother looked at Hu Ming with burning eyes.

“That’s great..I envy you.”

Seeing Hu Ming nod his head affirmatively, the younger brother said softly.

Although the tone was dull, Hu Ming could hear deep envy and sincere blessings.

People who have never experienced it will never understand how much trouble Aphansia causes to me.

This may be the most violent mood swing that Hu Ming has experienced since he met him.

“Brother, why don’t we make an agreement?”

Suddenly, Hu Ming spoke up.

“Promise?”

"Yes, a promise! You have already guessed that I am not immortal, but live as long as immortality. Only after I come out of the Queen Mother Kingdom of the West will I be able to truly live forever and have a lot of time."

"In the future, if you realize that you are about to lose your memory, come to me and I will record and keep everything you have experienced before."

"Then, I will find you who have lost your memory. I will tell you everything you have experienced before.”

“In short, let me be your memory recorder?”

Hu Ming had a look on his face. Looking at the younger brother with a sincere smile.

To be honest, Hu Ming really feels sorry for Xiao Wuqing! Believe me, it’s just a concern for a good friend!

The little brother was shocked, stopped falling, and hung himself on the bronze with one hand On the chain, he looked at Hu Ming in disbelief. "Forget it, Hu Ming, I understand your kindness, but it will be very troublesome. Whether it is recording it or telling it to me again, it will be very troublesome and will waste a lot of your time."

After a long time, the little brother closed his eyes and whispered.

“Do you think time will still be meaningful to me after I succeed? It is simply a useless thing. As long as I don’t seek death, I can have as much time as I want.”

"What's not worth it about paying something worthless for the troubles of a good friend?"

Hu Ming also placed himself next to his brother and said seriously.

"Friends...are we?"

Hearing this, the younger brother murmured.

“Twenty-three years ago, when we first met deep in the Kunlun Glacier, when you helped me kill that Thunder Mountain, weren’t we already friends?”

"Besides, we are both ageless monsters. We must have a lot in common, right? Well. Although you are over one hundred and thirty years old, you are much older than me."

Hu Ming is sure said.

"Thank you, Hu Ming"

After a long silence, the little brother exhaled a long breath and said in a deep voice.

Brother, I have rarely accepted kindness from others.

This time is very long, and he has forgotten the specific time, but in the little brother's memory, the last time someone showed the most sincere kindness to him was when he was a child.

That’s Zhang Haike.

The only childhood friend he still remembers in his past life is Zhang Haike, who is a branch of the Zhang family and has settled in Hong Kong, and he has not seen him for a long time.

As we go deeper, some dry corpses appear on these bronze chains.

This is the nest of the human-faced bird, and those corpses are the food that the human-faced bird once stored.

A thin black hair extended from the back of the corpse's neck and hung on a bronze chain.

After entering the range of the hanging corpse chain, it took about ten minutes for Hu Ming and the younger brother to reach the bottom of the crack.

From the perspective of Hu Ming's night eyes, the ground at the bottom of the crack was filled with uneven black volcanic rocks, as well as bones that had fallen from bronze chains.

On top of it, there is a thick layer of dead bones and feces

It’s a bit disgusting!

Hu Ming curled his lips in disgust.

This ghost place was used as a nest by the human-faced bird. It eats, drinks, and eats here. After thousands of years, you can imagine how bad the environment here is.

On the cliff not far from the two of them, an extremely majestic two-sided bronze door lay across it.

It was a huge and wide door about thirty meters high but sixty meters long. The entire bronze door was cast in one piece.

It is hard to imagine what kind of advanced smelting technology could be used to forge such a giant door as a whole.

However, before that, Hu Ming still needs to complete his goal and obtain the main ingredient of the longevity medicine.

“Brother, before I prepare to go in, can I open the bronze doorkeeper’s coffin first?”

“It’s time to go to the tomb. If I don’t open a coffin, I always feel that It’s a bit awkward!”

Moving his eyes away from the bronze door, Hu Ming looked at the small pyramid-like stone platform in the middle of the rift valley.

There is a long and narrow stone staircase built on the stone platform, and there is a small lamp slave on both sides of each step.

On the stone platform, there is a huge white stone coffin. Nine hundred-legged dragons are wrapped around the bottom of the coffin, in the shape of a blooming lotus. Around it, there are four black figures facing all directions, kneeling.

This is the coffin of King Wannu’s last incarnation, also known as the Kowloon Corpse Carrying Coffin!

(End of this chapter)

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