In this invisible underground labyrinth, it is even harder to find the deeply hidden white skull than to reach the sky. Yuhuo knows this better than anyone else, but since it is man-made, there must be flaws.
Along the way, there are always shadows left by the 'Five Immortal Guards'. Even though the other party tried its best to conceal its existence, it could not erase the traces of its presence.
The usual trick used by the 'Five Immortal Guards' is to pretend to be someone else's hand, supplemented by the illusion of Hunyao's sight and hearing, so that Yu Huo gets into trouble and cannot extricate himself.
However, these seemingly clumsy methods did not interfere with Yu Huo's progress towards the Eternal Life Gate. This made Yu Huo and the others unable to understand each other's methods. It was difficult to tell whether they were friends or foes.
If the other party was supposed to use Yu Huo's hand to help find the whereabouts of the three major sacrificial vessels of the Corpse Sewing lineage, but instead tried every means to prevent Yu Huo and the others from heading to the Gate of Immortality, what was their intention?
It doesn't look like the 'Five Immortal Guards' style. Could it be that there is someone behind this?
Yu Huo didn't have time to figure out whether the other party was friend or foe. The most important thing right now was to leave here and return to the ground, so that he could be considered safe.
This underground maze is full of traps. I have witnessed the scene of my narrow escape just now. If I accidentally touch one place, I will escape from death.
Looking at the map, Yu Huo carefully considered the mystery of these four methods and eight methods. To be precise, what is the underlying logic of the design. Only by finding the laws among them can this dead end be revived.
Among the four and eight methods, the Willow Immortal, the Yellow Immortal, and the Gray Immortal have appeared in different forms one after another, but the remaining White Immortal and Fox Immortal have not yet been able to make their way forward. It seems that the road ahead is dangerous and will inevitably involve twists and turns.
Now this underground maze is intricately connected, and the hidden codes cannot be found in a short time. It has really taught Yu Huo a lesson about despair.
But faith allows the brave to have no boundaries. The more critical this moment is, the more uncontrollable it is.
To plan before taking action, to know when to stop and then to achieve something, this is a required course before getting started in the art of sewing corpses.
Obviously, Yu Huo has some insights into this required course. If you feel something, you must learn something, and if you learn something, you must apply it. Drawing inferences from one example and applying it flexibly is the essence of what you feel and learn.
"Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, Dui...the four eight methods are similar to the yin and yang softness of Tai Chi and Bagua, but they have their own unique features."
Yu Huo said to himself, but Liu Wusheng on the side came over and said with a confused look: "On this map, I can see nothing special except for mountains and rivers."
"You are wrong. Come, look at this area. The south of the mountains and the north of the water are called Yang, while the north of the mountains and the south of the water are called Yin. This is obviously a land of Yin and Yang."
Yu Huo asked Liu Wusheng to take a closer look at the map, but he was a little embarrassed because he still couldn't see any flaws. He kept shaking his head and said curiously: "What does that mean?"
Yu Huo grabbed a handful of soil from the ground, handed it to Liu Wusheng, and said, "Do you know what this kind of soil is called?"
After being prompted to this point, Liu Wusheng still couldn't understand what Yu Huo meant. He shook his head again and asked, "It's just a pile of soil. What do you call it?"
"This kind of soil is called Yin-Yang soil. It can only be found in the depths of thousand-year-old tombs or extremely cold places."
Speaking of this, Liu Wusheng woke up from a dream and couldn't help but exclaimed: "You mean... we are now at the location marked on the map, and right below it?"
Seeing that Liu Wusheng was half-full, his mind finally turned around. He breathed a sigh of relief and added with a relaxed expression: "Yes, if the map is correct, we should have arrived near the Immortality Gate."
This is the happiest thing since entering the mountain. If conditions didn't allow it, I should have opened a bottle of champagne or whiskey to celebrate. But now that the location has been found, how can we safely do it? How about leaving this underground maze?
Yu Huo put away the map without saying anything. He stood up and came to the rock wall where hidden weapons were everywhere. He discovered that the firing posts of these hidden weapons were not made naturally, but were deliberately done by someone afterwards.
From this inference, it is very likely that once these hidden weapons are triggered, someone will make repairs afterwards to ensure that these mechanisms are intact. This cycle will allow the underground maze to start over and over again, never ending.
Just as Yu Huo was thinking about how to find these white skulls as soon as possible, he suddenly discovered that where the hidden weapon came from, there was a strange mythical beast carved on it.
The carving techniques are all mural reliefs. Wherever the light of the torch hits, the mythical beasts on the mural are vivid and vivid on the paper. Especially the pair of deep and agile eyes, which makes people dare not look directly.
By the dim light of the swaying torch, Yu Huo came closer and realized that the painting on the mural was nothing else. The round figure was covered with thorn balls, and the sharp thorns stood up one after another, as if they had been touched. There was something frightened, it was triangular in shape, and the stinger was pointed, like a sharp sword shining with cold light.
Liu Wusheng also came forward and recognized what was painted in the mural at a glance, and said lightly: "Isn't this just a hedgehog?"
When it comes to hedgehogs, Yu Huo has already guessed that the 'Five Immortal Guards' are trying to be mysterious. There are Liu Immortal, Huang Immortal and Gray Immortal in front of them, and the mural that serves as a hidden weapon and a hidden stake is undoubtedly the White Immortal. .
Seeing the hedgehogs all over the wall, Liu Wusheng continued with disdain: "The hidden weapons are all ejected from this thing's mouth, so its eyes are so exquisitely made... It would be a pity to leave them here. "
Before Liu Wusheng finished speaking, he didn't know when a utility knife appeared in his hand. With a flash of light, the knife had already reached out to the eyes on the mural.
Before the remaining fire could stop it, something similar to a luminous pearl fell from the mural. Liu Wusheng, who was so excited, suddenly fished for the moon from the bottom of the sea and steadily caught the unidentified eye.
Liu Wusheng didn't have time to take another look, and the utility knife hit the other eye again, leaving no chance for Yu Huo to stop it.
Yu Huo slapped his forehead, thinking to himself that it was all over now.
Sure enough, the moment the second eyeball was maliciously pulled out, the whole black hole shook and rocks and sand fell down from time to time.
Seeing that he was about to die here, Liu Wusheng knew that he had done something bad. In a panic, he accidentally dropped the two eyeballs in his hand, which completely confused Liu Wusheng.
Using the dim light of the torch, I lay on the ground looking for it, but there was no trace of the two beads. Instead, the ground was in a mess.
"Stop looking for it, the wall just now is gone."
As Yu Huo spoke, he saw that the rock wall with the relief carvings just now changed like magic and disappeared in an instant. It was obvious that this was another mechanism that triggered the underground maze.
At this time, Liu Wusheng felt like there were ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping in his heart. He felt like he was being raped, but he was completely unable to resist. He let out a frustrated look and said, "Seeing that this place is about to collapse, It won’t be completely finished like the last time in Underwater, right?”
The last time the wormhole collapsed and the underground river died, it was Liu Wusheng who was greedy for the Dzi beads in the dried corpse, but this was also the result of his greedy hands. This made Liu Wusheng somewhat ashamed, and he said with a smile: "I... just can't bear the pressure of my hands, so... don't worry, I promise it won't happen again."
"You still want to be able to walk out of this dead place alive next time."
Facing a pig teammate like Liu Wusheng, Yu Huo had no way to deal with him. He was trapped in such a trap and couldn't control much, so he could only seek happiness for himself.
"No, I think you are a lucky star. Look at how many times I have been out with you, and every time I have risked my life to survive. There is a saying, oh, I think about it. If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later. As long as you and I can get out alive, we will enjoy endless glory and wealth."
If Liu Wusheng was not in jail, Liu Wusheng's words would be full of chicken blood and positive energy. But the problem right now is that this maze of darkness is about to collapse. It can't be done by just shouting a few slogans. A matter of survival.
Just when Liu Wusheng was enjoying himself, he suddenly coughed several times and vomited blood. This frightened Liu Wusheng himself and also puzzled Yu Huo on the side.
Liu Wusheng was not injured by a hidden weapon, so why did he suddenly vomit blood?
Judging from the lesions, there are only two possibilities in this confined space where you can't see your fingers. One is that the air is poisonous, but the remaining fire is safe, which is obviously not the case, and the only thing left is the poison of witchcraft.
Seeing that Liu Wusheng was poisoned by poison, Yu Huo suddenly thought of the mythical beast on the relief just now. It did not represent an ordinary hedgehog, but the legendary White Immortal.
According to legend, this White Immortal is good at witchcraft, and his method of making poisons is often to use dangerous tactics with military force. He often catches people unawares, and by the time they notice it, it is already too late.
The method of making voodoo is to seal hundreds of insects in a container and make them cannibalize each other. After a few years, if they survive alone, they will look like silkworms and are golden in color. They are called golden silkworms and they can be poisoned by voodoos. For people, the golden silkworm poison is undoubtedly the best.
This poison is not afraid of guns and can be transferred to others through gold and silver utensils. It has no natural enemies and no way to break it.
Anyone who is poisoned by this poison has no other way to survive except waiting for death.
Liu Wusheng felt unbearable pain in his chest and abdomen, and his body was already emitting a fishy smell. His face was pale, and he was about to collapse. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to speak a few words through his teeth, and said: "It's too uncomfortable. You should hurry up." Think of a way."
"You'd better explain your funeral arrangements. You also know that people who are poisoned by poison, especially the golden silkworm poison, have only one possibility, and that is that hundreds of poisonous insects will emerge from the mouth and nose until they bleed to death. ."
Yu Huo deliberately provoked him, making Liu Wusheng angry and annoyed, but there was nothing he could do about Yu Huo. Seeing that the end was coming, Liu Wusheng's pulse was low and weak, and he begged: "Really... really Isn’t there an antidote?”
"Of course there is an antidote, unless..."
"Unless what? You should tell me quickly!"
