This simple look, this simple word, gave me a great power at that moment, so I calmed down and didn't even have the slightest worry that Qin Bukong or Songzi would be killed after this sword strike. Without hesitation, I slashed hard.
This scimitar has blades on both sides, one side is used for cutting and the other side is used for stabbing. The side I cut off is the outer ring for slashing, which means that if my blade deviates, it is very likely to cut off a piece of Songzi's palm or Qin Bukong's knee. Even if the blade is blunt, but in my case Under the strength, I'm afraid there won't be much difference.
Maybe out of trust, they didn't dodge even when I slashed down. But I was still afraid, because in my peripheral vision, I saw Qin Bukong's bulging nervous eyes, and Songzi's mouth open, teeth clenched and eyes tightly closed to escape.
With a clang, the blade of the knife landed on the baggage accurately. I stepped on the baggage with one foot and my hand holding it. I felt an obvious expanding heat coming from the baggage, but in the After being extremely tight, it sank down like a deflated rubber ball. In just two or three seconds, my hand went through the baggage of clothes and directly touched the ground, as if there was nothing in the baggage. The group seemed to have disappeared.
Qin Bukong's breathing could be heard in my ears. I must have gained his full trust in my lifeless slash just now, but I was still afraid in the end. It would be abnormal not to be afraid. But Songzi's reaction was much exaggerated. He kept screaming, dragging out the long, falsetto tail. After a long time, Songzi seemed to realize that his hand had not been cut off by me, so he opened his eyes and looked at Qin Bukong and me in panic and surprise.
I was also stunned. I had no time to pay attention to the screaming Songzi, but looked at Qin Bukong and asked him, what is going on now? Have we succeeded or let the guy escape? In fact, I know in my heart that Qin Bukong is not sure. According to our experience in the previous three levels, when we eliminate ghosts and monsters, there will always be some violent reactions. In this way, the things in the cloth bag in front of us seem to be The reaction was not that big. Could it be that it was suppressed by Qin Bukong's pile of spells? Or is it that the scimitar in my hand is such a powerful weapon that I can’t even react to struggling against it?
The only answer can only be found after we unpack our burdens. Because the blade was relatively blunt, even though it was slashed hard, it failed to cut through the soft clothes, but it left a deep rust mark on it. The bundle made of clothes was no longer moving, so the three of us didn’t have to keep weighing it down. So I half-crouched up, but still held the handle of the knife with both hands, just in case. Qin Bukong asked Songzi to stand a little further away, so that he would not be frightened to death by trivial things later, so that we were scared to death by people instead of being scared to death by ghosts. Qin Bukong carefully and slowly untied the knots on the clothes, and finally slowly unfolded the entire clothes.
The incantations that Qin Bukong had previously drawn on his clothes with the blood of his middle finger were covered by a layer of black stuff, which looked like paint, but when he looked closer, it looked more like black sand. But it's not necessarily true that it's sand, because sand is hard, but these powdery things are soft. It was as if someone had crushed the briquettes again and again until they finally turned into a pile of fine powder. What surprised me the most was that after the clothes were unfolded, the black powder turned into the outline of a crouched, skinny child, like a dyeing painting, with radiating black edges on its body. The lines are like the feeling of ink dripping onto white paper and splashing out.
Since this powder was very similar to the powder I was hit by when it was dropped on the ground, I did not dare to touch it with my hands this time. So I held the scimitar in my hand and touched the black powder with the tip of the knife. However, when I touched it, the powder seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind and disappeared. And the Arhat where we were was In the hall, the doors were closed on all sides, and there was no wind. So Qin Bukong and I took it as the basis for us to eliminate the big ghost guarding the gate. This is actually easy to prove, because as long as the big ghost guarding the gate is still there, the skin-lifting beads in the box will not buzz. The cicadas are buzzing, and if we try to get the idea of that box, we will definitely be attacked.
At this moment, a buzzing sound came from the direction of the base of the bronze statue behind us. After passing through the opening of the base, the sound was amplified, allowing us to hear it clearly. So the three of us sat down slumped in unison, especially me. After a fierce fight, I realized that I was dragged and bumped around by that guy just now, which really caused many bruises and bruises on my body. . Now I don't care if the sky falls, I will fall asleep like this.
Of course the sky would not fall, and after taking a proper rest, I walked towards Qin Bukong and the others. They didn't spend as much energy as me, so they went to check the stone box while I was resting. Seeing me walking towards them, Qin Bukong waved to me, which meant that the problem had been solved. When he waved, I saw that he was holding the small wax ball he took out of the box in his hand. When I walked to them, I found that the two of them had successfully dragged out the stone box. Although the lid had been broken when the bronze statue of Arhat fell down, the box itself was still intact.
Songzi pointed to an unfolded red cloth in the stone box and said to me, "I don't know why, but it was already broken when I opened it." I looked down and saw that there was a piece of pottery broken into many small pieces in the middle. It looked like a bottle or a jar, only as big as the palm of my hand. Among the broken pieces, there was a round ball about an inch in diameter but irregular in shape.
I didn't pick up the ball first, but picked up the porcelain fragments. I looked at the cut on the fracture surface and found that although the cut was still sharp, the color was no longer what it looked like when it was newly broken. So it must have been broken in some collision in the past thousand years, but because it was wrapped with a layer of red oilcloth, it was not scattered everywhere. I picked up the round thing again and looked at it. It didn't matter what I saw, it just shocked me.
Because it is an eyeball, after some special layer processing, the surface of the eyeball is isolated from the air, so that the inside will not rot. But it is obvious that this is not a human eyeball, because the eye kernel Most of the area is black, but the pupils are in the shape of willow leaves with pointed ends, much like the eyes of a cat. But not only cats, but even lions and tigers, the size of the eyes seems a bit larger. Could it be said that thousands of years ago, were there any large cats that were recorded in our existing historical materials but became extinct?
After thinking about it carefully, it was possible, so I handed the eyeball to Qin Bukong. Qin Bukong is an old man in the world and has seen a lot. After looking at it for a while, he told us that these are the eyes of a crocodile. As for why there is only one and why it was specially placed here, he doesn't know. Let's look for any other clues. So Songzi and I began to rummage through the pile of fragments, and soon we assembled all the fragments into a complete jar. On the clay embryo inside the jar, there was actually a paragraph written in very neat and vigorous strokes. The writing is very light, maybe it was written before firing. You must know that in ancient times, we did have a martial arts craft. It was possible to write on the inside of the container but not see it on the outside. It is said that this technology was still used at that time. Used for informing among party members.
Songzi and I copied this passage while identifying it. This passage reads:
"Caoji Mingyan was born in Yongle County, Zhenyuan. He boasted that he was rich in knowledge and talent. He had a photographic memory at the age of four. He was eloquent in writing and could recite thousands of words a day. He failed to get the honor in the imperial examination for decades. Suddenly, he was so Immortal writings are not accessible to the eyes of the common people, and people who are not in Zhu Yi will not nod their heads. Traveling all over the world, making many good friends, and following ten trials, I suddenly had a sudden enlightenment and entered the Tao. In this far-off world, what is false and what is true, respect the vastness of the four phenomena, and admire the true martial arts With his supernatural power, he recognized the good aspects of the twin mountains, sighed at the darkness of heaven and earth, and heard that there was a great flood in this place. He was afraid that the chi dragon would cause trouble and harm the people. I blindly acted for heaven and did good by eliminating evil. Knowing that its true essence was the trouble of witches, Divide the Xuanwu, fight the universe, fight with Qiqi like crazy, and capture their essence and soul. The magic sword has been pressed for three years and still cannot be leveled, so it is built on the spiritual stone and buried in the ground forever. The eight formations of the Qi Gate are left to guard each other, and a hundred ghosts and seven evil spirits are kept there. We hope that it will be able to see the light of day, but we also hope that it will never see the light of day again. What a pity, what a pity. I was destined to search for something here, and I saw a scrawled note left behind. In the past, the mandrill has undergone endless changes, and its fierceness is unparalleled. It is unattainable, but it cannot be separated from the Bagua and the Five Elements. They are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other, and the true chapter can be obtained."
This paragraph ends here, but there seems to be a red inscription at the end, but due to the serious damage, it is impossible to see it clearly.
I consider myself a person with a strong foundation in old school, but after reading this passage, I still had to mentally convert it into vernacular. Not to mention the possibility that the characters were incomplete at the time and were replaced with homophones. Even the pauses in the sentences were added by Matsuko and I based on our feelings.
The meaning of the words is not profound, but the content of this passage seems to have something else, which makes me realize that there are still many things that we have not understood until now. I have to say that to be able to get to this point, there are There's a lot of luck involved. Apart from reading the earnest words of the senior who left the book, it seemed that it did not have much effect on the subsequent breakthroughs.
When I was looking at Songzi in confusion and was about to ask for help, after all, Songzi was the most knowledgeable among the three of us. Maybe he had more insights. But I saw him biting his lip, his expression was excited and nervous, and his whole body was trembling.
