He didn't take a break on the futon, and his eyes fell on the two figures on the wall.
Under the cover of the wind and sand, the figures of the two people in the painting were really blurry, and their faces could not be seen clearly.
Redbeard stood in front of the mural and thought for a long time. Qin Shu couldn't hold it in anymore, but she didn't dare to send a message to Wen Chi at this time.
A powerful cultivator will notice their presence as long as there is a slight fluctuation of spiritual energy. If there is only one evil cultivator, she and her senior brother will not be afraid.
But... there's a group of people outside...
Redbeard didn't seem to see any clues, so he walked back to the stairs.
Not surprisingly, he was also stopped by the barrier.
He turned around and walked outside. It wasn't until he was out of the door that Qin Shu quietly sent a message to Wen Chi: "Brother, why don't you think he is sitting on that futon?"
Wen Chi thought for a moment, "Maybe he wants to wait for everyone to sit together?"
Qin Shu did not rule out this possibility, "That's good. If they sit down, it will save me a puppet."
Then there were footsteps again outside, and Qin Shu quickly stopped.
One after another, strong men came in. They were all big and round, with either a string of bones hanging around their necks or a skull on their shoulders.
Redbeard, who first came in to inquire about the situation, spoke first, "There are obviously seven futons here, but only one has runes around it, and I have never seen the runes before. There are stairs over there, which should lead to the second floor. But it was a barrier set up by someone. I don’t know if someone has already climbed it, or if it’s the tower itself.”
"Is there any clue about this futon?" the leader, a black-faced man, asked.
"I didn't find it. There's nothing hidden under the futon." Red Beard replied.
The black-faced man's eyes fell on the mural on the wall again. After looking at it for a long time, he looked back and pointed at the bluestone bricks on the ground and said, "Pry up these bricks!"
However, no matter how hard they tried, the bluestone tiles on the ground did not move at all.
The face of the dark-faced man suddenly turned even darker, "There really is something weird on this ground!"
Another monk beside him said: "Brother, let's try attacking the restriction on going upstairs?"
The black-faced man nodded slightly with a straight face, "You go."
"yes!"
The man took out his magic weapon, used a spell and threw it towards the ban on the stairs.
The entire tower shook, but the restrictions at the stairs did not change at all.
Everyone looked ugly. Another man was about to go up and try again, but was stopped by Red Beard.
"Brother, the way to go upstairs should be hidden on these futons. I'm afraid it cannot be cracked by brute force."
The black-faced man's eyes fell on his face again and asked: "What can you do?"
Redbeard frowned and shook his head, "I have no clue at the moment."
The group of angry people thought for a moment and finally retreated from the house.
In their opinion, since there is no way to crack it, they might as well lie in ambush outside and wait to take advantage of the enemy.
After they withdrew, Qin Shu asked quietly again, "Brother, why don't you think they just sit down and take a break?"
Wen Chi was silent again. After a moment, he said, "Okay, I understand. I will be more vigilant when walking out in the future."
Qin Shu gave him a smile and jumped out of the mural.
Wen Chi followed closely, "Aren't you afraid they will come in?"
Qin Shu chuckled and said, "If you can't beat me, just run away. There's nothing to be afraid of."
While she was talking, her hands did not miss a beat. She arranged the seven puppets on the futon and filled them with spiritual stones one by one.
The next moment, the seven futons were suddenly connected one after another. The beam of light shone on the roof and gradually spread to the entire tower along the six surrounding pillars. The red barrier at the stairway also gradually dissipated.
Upon seeing this, Qin Shu hurriedly ran towards the stairs, followed closely by Wen Chi.
They had just crossed the stairs when Qin Shu took off the spirit stone mounted on the puppet with a move of her hand.
The two of them had just stepped upstairs when seven figures appeared outside the tower door.
"Brother, there is someone inside." Red Beard said.
The black-faced man nodded, "Yeah, I know."
Although the mural on the wall just now looks lifelike and can be mistaken for the real thing, the style of the clothes he wears is indeed popular nowadays and does not look like the clothes from thousands of years ago.
When Red Beard heard what he said, he shut up.
The eldest brother knows everything, so they just follow.
"Brother, shall we go in?" someone asked again.
The black-faced man nodded slightly and responded, "Let's go in and take a look."
They pushed the door open again and found that the mural on the wall was missing.
There was no surprise on the faces of several people, and all their eyes fell on the futon, where seven strange-shaped puppets were sitting.
"What is this?" the black-faced man asked.
Redbeard immediately stepped forward to investigate, looked around, and found that the puppets were unresponsive. He tried to inject spiritual energy on the puppets again, but there was still no response.
Red Beard then said: "Brother, these puppets have no attack power."
The black-faced man stepped forward and wanted to take off these puppets, but found that they seemed to be stuck to the futon and could not be pulled out.
He has always been very confident in his own strength, but this time it was too abnormal.
He frowned and glanced behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Come here and help."
The other six people stepped forward to help, but still couldn't pull out a single puppet.
Redbeard was the first to let go of his hand, and his eyes fell on the formation that Qin Shu drew at the beginning.
"Brother, do you think this... is some kind of formation?"
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Qin Shu and Wen Chi went up to the second floor. The second floor was obviously smaller than the first floor. There were no futons here anymore, but instead they were covered with murals.
Qin Shu stared at the paintings on the wall, touched her chin and asked, "Senior brother, do you think these were forged by someone like us?"
Wen Chi: "..."
He raised his hand and took out a blank scroll. The spiritual energy fluctuations on it were very strong, and he could tell at a glance that it was of a high level.
Just listen to him say: "Don't worry, let me try and see if I can pull it off. If I can pull it off, it's true."
This time it was Qin Shu's turn to shake her head, "No need."
Wen Chi asked again, "What? Do you know whether it is true or false?"
Qin Shu nodded, "It should be true. Look here, the red beam of light should have shone here."
She pointed to a corner of the mural. Wen Chi looked in the direction of her finger and saw a torch.
Qin Shu snapped her fingers, and a red flame appeared on her fingertips.
"Since it is a torch, it must be lit."
As she finished speaking, the flame in her hand was thrown out, and it landed on the torch without any bias.
