After leaving the first floor, I slowly walked towards the stairs leading to the second floor. Walking on this ladder, I could clearly feel that no one had been here for a long time. The dust on the ground was so thick that I Every step you take will leave a clear footprint. :bimilou
As I walked to the second floor, I found that there was no difference between this place and the first floor, except that there was an extra hole for light transmission, which made the overall space look less depressing.
Under those holes, there were several withered bones sitting cross-legged, some even turned into mummies, sitting there quietly, as if they had passed through endless years. From their bodies, I could also see time. traces of passage.
After going through a lot of things, my ability to accept things is much better now, so after seeing these mummies, I didn’t have much fluctuation in my heart.
Are these all the old seniors of Maoshan Sect?
I walked slowly to the mummies and looked at them carefully. I could see that many of the mummies had items they had used before or on them.
For example, the mummy in front of me, which has turned into a withered bone, holds a peach wood sword in his hand. Although time has passed, the peach wood sword in his hand still does not show a decayed posture. It is obvious that this It is a Taoist magic weapon. Only by following this senior in battles for a lifetime can it not be corrupted by the passage of time.
I reached out and took the wooden sword from the skeletal hand of this senior, and looked at it carefully.
This is a wooden sword about three feet long. The whole body has been coated with pulp and exudes a red luster. It is obviously a good magic weapon, but it failed to catch my eye.
I gently placed it on the legs of the senior who was sitting cross-legged, bowed, and turned around to leave.
There was nothing special about the second floor, so I turned around and walked to the third floor.
Sure enough, the further you go up, the brighter it becomes. After reaching the third floor, the place is obviously much brighter. What is replaced by the third floor is more mummies and dead bones. At a glance, they are all sitting there, like sculptures. The corpse is a bit like a pilgrimage.
I couldn't help but joke. It seems that when I die in the future, if I want to enter this tower to sit in my body, it will be difficult to find a location?
I carefully looked around all the corpses on the ground, but didn't find anything suitable for me. Among them was a Bagua Mirror, which was somewhat similar to my Eight-Head Mysterious Mirror, but it didn't have the quality of my Eight-Head Mysterious Mirror. Okay, so I shook my head, gave up on the second floor, and walked towards the third floor.
Anyway, I've only reached the second floor now, so I'm not in a hurry. There are five more floors above, so I can always find something that suits me.
I stepped towards the third floor, but when I stepped onto the third floor, I could clearly feel that there was an invisible pressure crushing me, making me feel breathless at this moment. The illusion of anger.
Is there still pressure and restraint in this tower?
No, this seems to be the result of the combined effect of yin energy and evil energy, because I can feel the yang energy in my body ready to move, as if it wants to fight against this pressure.
As I walked towards the third floor step by step, my steps became heavier and heavier step by step, but fortunately, I could still bear the pressure.
I sped up and rushed to the third floor. On this floor, I could see that the number of dead bones was obviously much less than on the second floor. There were only about a few dozen of them. Each one was in the same posture, sitting cross-legged quietly. There, only time marks their dry bones.
I walked around these withered bones, and I could see that there was something next to some of the withered bones. The traces were still there, but the things disappeared. It should have been taken away by some Maoshan disciples who had entered here.
From this, I can also infer that the higher you go up in the Maoshan Ghost Tower, the better the creations left by the predecessors will be, and the higher you go up, the greater the pressure you will bear. This has almost become a necessity.
I took a deep breath and raised my head against the stairs leading to the fourth floor.
I really don’t know if there will be anything good there?
I still don’t like these three-layer things!
Thinking of this, I shook my sleeves, gave up exploring this place, and ran directly towards the fourth floor.
The pressure on this staircase has obviously become heavier, so I have to release my yang energy to resist the pressure here. Step by step, it is particularly difficult.
I really don’t know how much pressure it would be if it went to the seventh floor?
When I stepped onto the fourth floor, what I saw were still rows of dead bones, but there were fewer bones here than on the third floor, probably less than twenty.
This also means that there are fewer inheritances here. If one of the things left by more than a dozen corpses is taken away, one will be missing.
I don't know if these blessings will increase. Of course, this is not something I should consider. What I can get depends entirely on luck.
I started to shuttle among the withered bones in this layer, but after looking around, I was reassured, because in front of the withered bones here, most of the things they carried when they died were still there, which means that Well, many disciples who come here may have found something suitable for them on the third level!
It is also possible that they have reached a higher place, but I don't believe that those Maoshan disciples have such a level.
After looking around carefully, I also saw some familiar things, such as a stone slab placed in front of a corpse, and what was carved on the stone slab was the practice method of Maoshan Five Thunder Curse.
There was also a copper coin sword placed in front of a withered skeleton. I took it and played with it, then put it back. Obviously, it was still not what I wanted.
With a sigh, I set my sights on the fifth floor.
If there are really seven floors here, then I must go and see what kind of creation will be left there?
Gently exhaling the turbid air in my mouth, I started to set off towards the fifth floor, but I don't know when, a layer of fine sweat appeared on my body, and every step required a lot of effort.
After taking the last difficult step, my forehead was covered with sweat and my clothes were soaked.
It seems that this fifth level has begun to make it difficult for people to move.
Sure enough, as I guessed, there were even fewer dead bones on the fifth floor, only five. But even though there were only five, each one exuded suffocating power fluctuations!
It was obvious that they were the most powerful while alive, and even after death, they were formidable.
And here, I also saw something familiar to me...Rongtian Ru! !
Twenty taels of silver was a bit too small, but in modern times it was still around eight thousand to ten thousand yuan.
At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.
Maybe he will accept it.
In addition, Qin Hu is also planning to draw a big pie for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu used to have money.
Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.
"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.
"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run. Only in this way can you survive."
In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, this body is not what he used to be. All he has now is a perseverance.
"Wait!"
Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.
With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.
But should we notify Li Xiaokun?
Qin Hu hesitated a little. What if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is completely different from before.
If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone gets a handle on it, they will be killed without mercy.
"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."
Qin Hu crawled under the carriage and whispered.
But Qin An's next words scared him so much that he almost jumped up.
"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"
What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?
Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened top placed under the wheel. It was two meters long. It was thick at the handle and became thinner as it went up.
The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.
Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder.
"Come closer, come closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he was right.
The other party may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and conduct reconnaissance.
Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire to, or perform a beheading operation.
"one two three……"
He and Qin An lay motionless on the ground until then, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.
"puff!"
It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly.
Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.
For the reliability of intelligence, the scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.
After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.
Then he strangled his neck with a wooden gun. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.
"Hoo ho, ho ho!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.
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Just to break the enemy's neck, before he could just use his hands, but just now he had to rely on the power of a wooden gun.
"Qin An, come here and search me for me."
Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield. He must collect all the trophies from these two guys as quickly as possible.
"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, five scout flags, a kettle, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two pot helmets, bacon..."
"Qin An, brother, hurry up, hurry up, eat something quickly, you are saved..."
Qin Hu tremblingly grabbed a handful of fried beans from the grain bag and stuffed it into Qin An's mouth, then filled him with water and put on the captured cotton-padded clothes.
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Before dawn, Qin Hu cut off the scout's head before the sentry on duty arrived, carried it into Shi Chang's camp, and reported what happened yesterday.
This was done to prevent others from taking credit, and he knew what kind of environment he was in now.
"Thirty taels of silver for one head, you are rich."
The chief's name was Gundam. He was a tall, muscular man with a beard.
At first, he didn't believe it until he saw the trophies captured by Qin Hu and the two corpses.
At this moment, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"It's not me who gets rich, it's everyone who gets rich. This is the result of the ten of us."
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