Then there was a messy and sharp rustling sound that resounded through the Zen room. The doors and windows trembled violently for a few times and made a loud clanking sound.
A hurricane seemed to roll up in the Zen room, blowing the window paper.
Hearing this movement, Yao Yao loosened her wrist, the cold light suddenly dissipated, and the filament was retracted into her sleeve in an instant.
There were a few soft pops, the window paper tore, and the arrow penetrated the window paper.
Yao Yao was the closest to the Zen room. Seeing the arrow approaching the door, her body bent down, the arrow grazed the tip of her nose, flew past, and was nailed to the tree trunk in the distance, leaving a slight trembling sound.
Before she could straighten up, a hand was placed on her waist, and she was swept away like a fallen leaf by the wind.
At the same time, several more feather arrows penetrated the window paper and landed on the ground where Yao Yao had just been standing.
Yao Yao recovered from his dizziness and quickly thanked him.
Han Changmu pursed his lips expressionlessly and said nothing, only looking intently at the Zen room.
The broken window paper rattled in the night wind, as if a beast had opened its bloody mouth and would show its pale fangs and pounce at any time.
The movement was so great that the lights in the meditation room shook violently, and several of them went out under the load.
It became dark in the Zen room, and vague shadows could be seen from the closed windows, one after another stuck on the window lattice.
Han Changmu clicked his tongue twice. Fortunately, he listened to Yao Yao's words and did not touch the mechanism rashly, otherwise the two of them would have turned into hedgehogs by now.
Everyone stood outside in a very orderly manner, avoiding doors and windows, and keeping some distance from the meditation room. Some of the arrows that pierced through the window paper were stuck in the trees, and some were stuck on the ground in front of everyone.
The arrow was nailed deeply into the tree trunk, and gray-green sap flowed from the breach. The sap flowed along the trunk to the ground, and the tree died visibly.
The layer of white frost on the ground suddenly melted away, and gray-green sap also emerged. The grass roots that had been buried deep in the ground and accumulated the strength of the winter, and sprouted when the spring breeze turned into rain, were all annihilated in the sap.
The breath of the vegetation suddenly became clear and refreshing. In just one breath, it was replaced by bursts of dead air, and the juice on the ground flowed under everyone's feet.
"It's poisonous, get out of here, back away." Han Changmu saw what happened on the trees and on the ground, and shouted loudly.
Everyone also saw something was wrong and stumbled back.
Fortunately, there were not many arrows shot, and the poison on the arrows was also limited. They only penetrated a small area of the ground, and they could still be bypassed by walking around.
Han Changmu waited for a moment until the meditation room became quiet, and then led everyone around the venom-soaked ground and walked towards the meditation room.
The criss-crossing shadows fell on the gray window paper, as if they were frozen, motionless.
Before entering, everyone took poison-proof pills in their mouths and covered their faces with white masks.
After entering the door, everyone regretted not wearing another set of gauntlets, thicker ones, invulnerable to weapons, water and fire.
Han Changmu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the house and sighing.
Isn't it just a mechanism that has been opened? How come the meditation room has been replaced with a separate room?
Everything in the Zen room was pierced by arrows, and the candied haws were pierced densely.
He narrowed his eyes slightly. This mechanism was so vicious, and the things in the secret room must be particularly important.
Yao Yao looked at everything in front of her and took a breath of air. She imagined the miserable situation of these arrows piercing her body. She felt her scalp was numb and felt very lucky. She would be lucky if she survived the catastrophe. She could take a trip to gamble. Square.
He Zhenfu saw the dense arrows from the gap and frowned. There were so many. Should he pull them out first and then search, or search directly? These arrows would be in the way and would scratch his clothes.
Han Changmu stood at the door and did not rush in. He patrolled around first.
Although there were many arrows, they pierced the tables and chairs in the Zen room, and the vases and Buddha statues were nailed to the ground and shattered. But the strange thing is that no gray-green juice flowed out wherever these arrows touched.
Yao Yao spoke at the right moment behind Han Changmu: "Sir, the poison on these arrows is only released when it encounters living creatures. Plants and trees are all living creatures, so they are poisoned."
Han Changmu has been on the battlefield for a long time and is very familiar with the opening of open fire fighting, but he doesn't know much about the destructive methods of these hidden weapons.
He nodded, turned to He Zhenfu behind him and shouted solemnly: "Find some wooden or iron boxes. After entering the meditation room, do not touch the arrow tips. Be careful of poisoning. Carefully pull out the arrows and put them in the box. ."
He Zhenfu was a cautious man. When he heard this, he felt even more threatened and rushed to give orders.
After a commotion, everything in the Zen room was moved to the yard, and the arrows were put into the big box. He Zhenfu counted them, and when his scalp exploded, there were more than a hundred arrows. People like them, One person can't tie it all even if it is divided into five branches.
Han Changmu asked He Zhenfu to lead the inner guards to guard the door of the Zen room. If anything went wrong, they would respond at any time.
The Zen room was empty, and other places remained unchanged. Only the two blue bricks under the south wall moved to both sides, revealing a pitch-black gap as big as a bowl. Only one hand could fit through, but it was absolutely impossible for a person to get through.
Han Changmu slowly leaned over, and Yao Yao held a lamp beside him to illuminate it. The two of them looked at the crack together.
There is a round stone placed in the gap. The outer ring is dark and the middle is pale. There are faint bright red lines coming out from the inside. This stone shines with a misty light, like a round ghost. He stared at the two people outside.
Yes, like an eyeball, this stone looks like an eyeball.
The lamp shone on the stone, casting a dark, round shadow.
Yao Yao took one look and his head was buzzing.
Isn't this the eyeball prop used in the TV series "Ghost Blowing the Lamp"?
Han Changmu stared at the eyeballs intently. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand to the eyeballs.
As soon as Yao Yao's word "Hey" came to her lips, she took a look at Han Changmu's face and swallowed it back.
Han Changmu rubbed his eyes and slowly turned them.
There was a sizzling sound in my ears, like a rusty iron door being pushed open by someone else. It was very difficult to open, and the sound was hoarse and unpleasant. It also sounded like some ferocious beast grinding its fangs so loudly that it made a roar. No need to look at it. You can imagine the saliva flowing out of its mouth.
The sound was long and lingering. The moment it sounded, Han Changmu pulled Yao Yao to lie down on the ground, clinging to the ground and motionless.
After waiting for a long time, no hidden weapon appeared. Instead, there was a clear breeze blowing against the back of my head.
Yao Yao raised his head and exclaimed: "Sir, look."
When Han Changmu heard this, he looked up, his eyes were filled with light, and his heart was shaken.
The plain white walls disappeared, replaced by rolling green mountains, with clouds and mist lingering in the mountains, and the faint singing of birds. The clear water and wild flowers blooming nearby, and the sound of gurgling water sounded like a melodious mountain tune, which was particularly beautiful and wet. The mist spread over the bamboo bridge, making the bridge surface spotless.
The blue sky is reflected in the river. Cross the river from the bamboo bridge and walk to the foot of the mountain. The bamboo dock is surrounded by mountains and rivers, clean and elegant.
The clear wind blows from the mountains, carrying sweet water vapor, blowing towards your face.
It's a deep winter night outside, but it's a spring day here. This leisurely and contented scenery is obviously weird everywhere, but it touches people's hearts and pulls people involuntarily as they go inside.
Yao Yao clicked his tongue: "Sir, what kind of place do you think this is? Formation? Illusion?"
Han Changmu shook his head. He had some experience in battle tactics, but he was not very familiar with illusions. He stretched out his hand to test the mountain wind blowing in his face, and frowned slightly: "If it is an illusion, this is too real."
Yao Yao thought of the fairy tales and fantasy that he had seen in his previous life. Formations and illusions often complement each other. Formations can present illusions, and illusions can enhance the power of formations.
But whether it is a formation or an illusion, they are all designed to trap people and kill them.
You cannot enter this place. If you enter, you may never return.
Yao Yao felt inexplicably dangerous, a chill ran down his spine, and he wanted to retreat.
She turned around and saw Han Changmu moving forward, and immediately grabbed him and said sternly: "My lord, no."
Han Changmu calmed down and said, "I know there is something strange here, but if you don't go in, how can you continue to investigate." He patted Yao Yao's hand and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine. Just wait for me here."
Yao Yao let go of her hand with difficulty, and watched Han Changmu step into the strange world. She didn't know what she thought of, and the hesitation on her face became a little lighter, and she followed him with determination.
The moment Yao Yao walked in, the two blue bricks joined together silently, and the beautiful view of the green mountains was distorted, quickly dissipated, and the plain white wall was revealed again.
The wall was empty, as if nothing had happened.
Han Changmu walked between this world and the earth very slowly. This place was really weird, with green grass and gentle breeze blowing on his face, it was all so real.
He walked a few steps and heard some noise. He turned around and saw Yao Yao. He couldn't help but said anxiously and angrily: "Why did you follow me in? Didn't I ask you to wait outside?"
Yao Yao smiled casually: "If this is some kind of blessed land and cave where you can ascend in the daytime, how can you let the adults monopolize your humble position?"
Han Changmu laughed angrily, flicked Yao Yao's forehead, and said, "Go back and wait for me outside."
Yao Yao turned around, pointed in the direction he walked in, and smiled lightly: "Sir, the entrance is gone."
Han Changmu gave a bitter laugh, but he didn't feel so frightened. If there was a way in, there would be a way out. He looked at the bamboo dock at the foot of the mountain and sneered again and again: "Then go over and see if it's a human or a ghost. It’s going to take a while.”
Yao Yao stared into the distance, with a calm look on his face, and waved his wrist: "It's a human or a ghost, let's chop it down first."
Han Changmu raised his hand, shook the bead string on his wrist, and asked: "A Yao, are you still wearing the bracelet I gave you on the boat?"
