Before he could stop him, the arrow had already penetrated the throats of the Wang family.
Looking at the young brother's clean and clear eyes, Zhang Zhuxun suddenly fell silent.
Out of a kind of reverence, he had always been silently observing his brother. Sometimes when he used the sword, he would imitate the moves that his brother had used.
But the difference is that he doesn't mind killing, especially the enemy, while the younger brother will choose to kill with one blow, whether it is a person or a rice dumpling, the shot is clean and the death is neat.
My brother is a clean, gentle, strong and compassionate person.
Compared to a god who is aloof and overlooks all living beings, his own characteristics are actually more like a Buddha.
His emotions are very light, with no deliberate hatred or overly strong likes. Before meeting Baima, he was even like a stone without emotions.
In those three silent days with only the sound of breathing, Baima taught him to miss with his only warmth and heartbeat. Perhaps that was the first time he felt the desire in his heart, instead of being as cold as the Zhang family deliberately cultivated. To the extreme.
Even after experiencing so much darkness and suffering, his heart was still as holy, tough and gentle as Pema hoped.
The Zhang family's training was so harsh that most of the children's joys and sorrows had disappeared during the long period of training.
Children are supposed to have weaknesses. If there is a child who has been calm and unusual since childhood, then this child's life may be miserable without him realizing it.
Just like Zhang Zhuxun himself, no matter how good he was, he once messed up a task because of his wantonness when he was young. However, the lessons given by his parents, apart from being whipped twice and being put in solitary confinement to reflect on his mistakes, were not deliberately deprived. His emotional perception.
Of course, the punishment was very severe at first, but he was stopped by one of the grandfathers. Later he realized that the trouble he got into at that time could be revealed in a hundred times, and it was better for his parents to take action to deal with the aftermath. Wiped my ass.
Zhang Qiling's childhood was mottled and messy, but these did not leave any traces in his heart. He is a person who can still treat the world well after experiencing all the hypocrisy and dirty aspects of the world.
Even when facing the Wang family who destroyed the Zhang family, he still would not have any unnecessary emotions.
"Do you think this world is lively?" Zhang Zhuoxun looked at his little brother and asked suddenly.
The younger brother looked at him indifferently, a little confused.
Zhang Zhuoxun suddenly laughed, "In addition to plain-cut chicken, what else do you like to eat?"
The little brother still had that cool and cold look, but he still thought about it subconsciously, "Goldfish."
Zhang Zhuo was about to say "yes" due to his conditioned reflex. When he went out and asked the fat man to do it for you, the words suddenly stuck on his lips, "Well, little brother, you can't eat that goldfish thing. It's actually from wild crucian carp." Genetically mutated species have excessive amounts of heavy metals in the body, and it is said that goldfish have a memory of only seven seconds, so eating it may lead to poor memory.”
The little brother seemed to be stunned for a moment, and it was fleeting.
"Let the fat man cook you steamed seabass when we get out." Zhang Zhuxun wiped the fine sand off his hands and stood up straight, "Let's go."
The Wang family members in the quicksand had been killed in one blow, and their bodies were completely swallowed by the quicksand.
The only regret is that the whereabouts of other Wang family members were not found out. This shows that the Wang family's brainwashing skills are really good.
The younger brother nodded. Since he knew the formation here by heart, the two quickly bypassed Dumen and Shangmen and came out of Shengmen.
The control mechanisms of the traps here are all set on the soles of the feet. It is very sensitive to judge the direction of the people walking in the trap according to the movement of the feet.
The two of them circled back to the crack where they first entered. Before Zhang Zhuxun could speak, the entire ground began to tremble, and some of the pillars in the forest of stone pillars began to move, like ghostly shadows in the mist and dust. Keep shaking.
After half a cup of tea, the movement of the stone pillars gradually stopped, and a deep, dark winding path appeared in front of me. It could not be seen to the end. The stone pillars stood solemnly on both sides of the path like warriors guarding tombs, and the fog also dispersed.
Zhang Zhuoxun and the two looked at each other, then carefully walked in with the lights on.
Every time you walk a certain distance, the stone pillars at the back will move over like a sensor door, sealing the path that has been passed, and no trace of the previous one can be found at all.
Yes, this thing can only advance but not retreat.
The two walked along the trail for about twenty minutes, and finally walked out of the stone forest, and a stone temple appeared in front of them.
What comes into view in the center of the stone hall is a very large dark statue. The base of the statue alone is more than two meters high. The statue is carved with a giant ox. Yes, it is not a unicorn, but a ox.
Zhang Zhuoxun suddenly thought of the fluorescent patterns he had seen on the stone pillars before. The younger brother must have noticed them, so he asked him what the patterns he saw there were composed of.
The little brother said softly: "A rebellious Jian."
A flash of understanding flashed through Zhang Zhuoxun's eyes. Sure enough, this is the case. This may also be the screening mechanism set up by the Zhang family here. If you are more careful about the first-level formation and have a stronger memory, you can find it by following the fluorescent patterns on the stone pillars. The way to survive, but the second level depends entirely on the understanding of Qimen Bagua.
The Zhang family's natural amnesia is uncertain, but their familiarity with institutions is as if they were born with it. No matter how much they lose their memory, they will never forget the totems and marks in their blood.
While the previous Qimen Formation was used for screening, it was also used to remind the Zhang family who later entered this place with amnesia. The subsequent functions of the mechanism are probably similar.
The murals on the walls on both sides of the stone hall are also painted with special methods. They depict the various forms of the jade on the stone carving. They are bright and complex, simple and mysterious, but also reveal a hint of weirdness.
Especially those eyes in the murals are convex like real eyeballs. It feels as if these ancient ferocious beasts are staring at you, which makes people shudder.
There are a total of eighteen lamp figurines on the edge of the stone hall, nine on each side. At the top of the lamp figurines are the heads of various ancient birds and animals, and the animal bodies are hovering close to the lamp posts.
The two of them walked down the steps. The younger brother pinched the bead in the mouth of the dragon on the right side of the lantern figurine, and turned it slightly clockwise. There was a clicking sound, and all the lantern figurines on the right suddenly lit up one after another. Walking around the stone hall in a large circle, the lantern figurines on the left gradually became brighter. The mouths of those animal heads spit out bright yellow flames like clouds and mist.
The strange feeling of darkness around him was suddenly washed away, and he retreated into the shadow of the fire.
Although there was no obvious smell on the tip of their noses, Zhang Chuxun and his brother put on their gas masks again.
The two walked into the stone hall and came to the huge ink-colored statue of Jian. Under the bright firelight, the patterns on Jian's body were carved very delicately and had extraordinary charm. It was a masterpiece of ingenuity. Even the hair on Jian was beautiful. It was as clear as a living thing, as if the craftsman who originally carved the statue had actually seen the legendary beast with his own eyes.
The shadow next to him flickered, and when he looked up, he saw that the little brother had grabbed one of Huan's front legs, flew over to the bronze octagonal bell hanging around Huan's neck, and reached out to fumble on it a few times.
This bronze octagonal bell was hung on it later with a bronze chain. Due to its age, it was already covered with embroidered green. The little brother reached out and took out the ancient black gold knife from behind. He fixed his figure with one hand and waved the knife towards the hanging bell with the other hand. The bronze chain of the bell was cut off with one stroke.
With a clang, the chain as thick as the mouth of the bowl was disconnected, and the bronze bell fell down instantly. Zhang Zhuoxun made a mistake in his step and reached out to catch the bell. His arm sank due to the shock.
The bell looked like a small, heavy bronze cauldron turned upside down up close. It was impossible to observe it carefully while holding it in his arms, so Zhang Zhuxun put the bell on the ground.
The younger brother also put away his knife, jumped down from above, and squatted next to the bell.
Ignoring the pattern on the bell's appearance, the two of them turned it over and stood it up like a bowl.
The bell is not inlaid with copper tongues, but has nine small bronze balls connected in series like nine dragon beads. They are tightly fixed in the center of the bell by a bronze chain, so the bell did not ring even when it shook so much.
Zhang Zhuxun didn't understand why he wanted to cut off the bell at first, but when he saw another familiar yet unfamiliar fire mark on the inner wall of the bell, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.
Fuck, what on earth is Zhang Menyu doing? Can you give me some obvious clues? The most important thing is that he has no idea what this fire pattern means.
"How about we touch this cat again?" Zhang Zhu said quietly.
The little brother shook his head, leaned over and picked up the bell, walked directly around the statue of Jian, and walked towards the back. Zhang Zhuxun quickly followed.
After taking two steps, Zhang Zhuoxun looked at the bell held by his little brother, and suddenly a guess came to his mind, "Brother, did he hang this bell after he came in?"
The younger brother said nothing, but glanced at Zhang Shuxun lightly.
This made him a little crazy. Could it be that the little brother had guessed what the different fire patterns meant? But he couldn't see any connection between this fire mark and the usual marks used by the Zhang family, except that they were equally complicated.
Or maybe the little brother's memory has recovered a little and he remembers that he once met Zhang Menyu?
If Zhang Menyu had recognized Zhang Qiling in Zhang Dafoye's team, they should have communicated with each other. Maybe Zhang Menyu had told him what the fire mark meant.
With a slight click of his tongue, he finally realized Xiaozhen's feeling of wanting to get to the bottom of things, scratching his heart and lungs.
Behind the giant dragon statue is a tomb door. The door is still carved with a dragon, and there are two small holes under the nose of the dragon in the center.
Zhang Zhuxun stretched out his finger and poked it in. He pressed the hinge of the mechanism inside and turned it clockwise twice. After hearing Kaba's sound of obstruction, he turned it counterclockwise three times. After feeling the same obstruction, he poked it with force. , and then continue to twist clockwise.
There was a buzzing sound, and the tomb door shook. Zhang Zhuxun quickly took out his hand, and then heard a series of pulling sounds of chains, and the tomb door slowly rose upwards.
A stone staircase was revealed at the back. The two walked in. After taking a few steps, the tomb door slowly lowered.
The stone path is not long, and it soon reaches the end. There is another hall in front of it. There is a thin light above the dome, which looks like moonlight. It shines like stars shining in the night sky.
"Wow, Fatty has been thinking about the Fifty Star Map." Zhang Shuxun said with emotion.
The specifications here are very similar to the previous stone hall, except that the pattern on the mural is replaced by a majestic unicorn. In the center of the hall is a jade-carved altar.
There is a circular sacrificial plate in the center of the altar, with a finger-shaped pattern sunken into it and nine fist-sized holes.
The little brother put the chopped bell aside, broke the chain inside with his bare hands, took off the small bronze balls, and put them into the holes one by one.
Zhang Zhuxun, who was standing next to him, had already drawn a knife and cut a gash on the ulnar side of his right palm. He clenched his fist and squeezed hard. The blood dripping on the jade platform immediately spread quickly along the lines, forming the pattern of a nine-petal lotus. , the tip of the lotus leaf corresponds to the nine small bronze balls.
When the blood flowed into those holes, the small ball placed inside suddenly seemed to be moved by an invisible force, and rolled toward the center at the same time.
Zhang Zhuxun retracted his hand and took out a disinfectant wipe to wipe away the remaining blood on his hand. In just a short time, the wound he had just cut had stopped bleeding, and the granulation tissue inside was showing signs of slow healing.
The younger brother stared at his right hand for a few seconds and pursed his lips.
Zhang Zhuoxun said jokingly: "Don't think about it, wait until your hemostasis function is as sharp as mine, and then you can think about bloodletting."
This time, the mechanism was activated even more slowly. After half a cup of tea, the round sacrificial plate slowly opened a hole that only one person could pass through.
Under the light of the flashlight, everything as far as the eye could see was green. The little brother jumped in directly, and after two seconds, he waved the light upward.
Zhang Zhuxun followed closely and found that this was a man-made lava channel mixed with jade veins. The front and back were connected, and the position they entered was in the middle.
The entrance above had been closed, and the young man reached out and touched the wall, remaining silent.
Zhang Shuxun's sharp eyes found a mark on the wall on the other side that belonged to the Zhang family. The carving was a bit sloppy. He almost burst into tears, "Brother, go this way."
The little brother turned around and saw the mark and nodded.
The two walked quickly in the passage. The stone quality of the jade vein lava quickly disappeared and turned into a pure rock passage. Here, the cracks between the mountains were directly used. At the end, the two of them simply walked out sideways in the cracks.
A bit of light appeared in front of them, which was the amber-like light green unique to jade veins. The two of them got out of the crack, looked around, and found that they had arrived at a completely unfamiliar cave.
The cave was similar to the ones they had entered before. There were pools of water on the ground, and the corresponding ends were connected to stone paths.
But after walking out, they discovered that the Huo family, who were supposed to be guarding outside the cave at the beginning, had moved here unknowingly.
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