After the little golden squirrel pointed out the direction, it returned to curl up on Lang Shiqi's shoulder.
The group rested for only about a quarter of an hour before continuing on the road.
This time, Luo Benzi did not let his men walk in front. Instead, he walked in the forefront, accompanied by two people, cautiously every step.
Although he brought these people in at the beginning, he had more or less the idea of using these people to explore the way, rear, or even step in, but the situation now is different after all.
On the other side of the partnership, there were no less than three people, but most of the casualties on his side were casualties. If the people under his command were to lose their lives in vain, even if the treasure was found, the things that followed might not be safe.
Moreover, the organization here has changed, and the way in and the way back will be different. When the time comes, these subordinates will have other uses.
In the ancient passage, the lighting tools carried by the men illuminated a small area as bright as day. The light shone into the deep and dark distance ahead. As the footsteps went by, more stone bricks shone one by one under the light. Exposed below.
After walking for about ten minutes, a stone room seemed to appear in front of them, and everyone slowed down at the same time.
After so many experiences, everyone has understood that the mechanisms in the passage are not the most terrifying. Often, in those stone chambers, there are strange creatures, unknown spells and ancient utensils.
The people around Luo Bense folded the fluorescent sticks and threw them into the stone room in front when the light was the strongest.
Several people took turns passing the throwing, throwing in ten fluorescent sticks, so that the scene in the stone chamber could be clearly seen, and Luo Bense took a few steps forward slightly.
There was a slight sound of wind behind him, and he heard that it was the little squirrel jumping over. He dodged slightly to the side, and raised the ancient sword in the sheath to that position.
The little golden squirrel nimbly jumped on the scabbard and rushed into the stone room first.
The passage here is quite wide to begin with, and the crowd does not dare to directly touch the walls, leaving a little distance at the edge.
Just as the little golden squirrel jumped in, Lang Shiqi, who was in the back half of the crowd, flashed lightly and came to Luo Bense from the narrow gap on the side.
Luo Bense glanced at him, vaguely feeling that his body suddenly became a little narrower just now, and when he came to his side, it returned to normal.
The two strongest people in the team were at the front, and the crowd followed them into the stone room.
This stone chamber has a rather special shape. It is not the square and four-cornered shape they had seen before, but is divided into eight walls.
There are ditches on the open ground, flowing with blue liquid, dividing the entire stone chamber floor into eight equal and similar patterns.
At every corner of the ditch, there is a valuable antique treasure placed on the enclosed stone platform.
There are gold, jade, and coral, as well as incense burners, ancient mirrors, and emerald walls. Even an inexperienced person can guess the preciousness and ingenuity of these things at a glance.
In the center of the stone chamber, there is a lonely black stone tablet.
One of Luo Bense's men breathed a little heavier and made a surprised sound, as if he had discovered something.
Compared with the ancient buildings they had visited before, this underground palace had almost no soil insect stains or water seepage cobwebs, and even the dust accumulated on those ancient objects was not very thick.
It is conceivable that there may be extremely sophisticated ventilation facilities all year round, allowing the airflow to circulate here accompanied by some unknown things.
But after all, it is an underground palace that has existed for thousands of years, and it has a very old atmosphere. The smell that seems to come from the mold of the wall and floor tiles itself has been lingering around everyone.
After going through several battles and losing their gas masks, they have been enduring this vague smell, but they cannot ignore it.
However, after walking into this stone room, the musty smell quickly faded away and was replaced by an extremely fresh and pleasant air that refreshed the mind and body after just one breath.
The little golden squirrel was also very lively here, crossing ditches and going back and forth on the stone platform. Suddenly, it picked up a ball about the same size as itself in its two front paws, jumped hard, and was caught by Lang Shiqi.
Luo Bense looked sideways, and his eyes couldn't help but stagnate.
If he saw it correctly, the ball should be a hollow and exquisite set of balls carved out of rhinoceros horn.
This kind of treasure needs to be carved from a whole piece of material, relying solely on the craftsman's skills. After carving complex patterns on the outside, the inside part is divided into layers of spheres.
The outer shell must not be damaged, and the inner ball must be round, shaking, and the layers are clear to be considered qualified.
Luo Bense remembered that he had seen an exquisite ivory ball from the 18th century in a museum. It was far less exquisite than the one in front of him, but it was already a treasure.
He held the scabbard with his left index finger and couldn't help but move it. He suppressed it and said with a smile: "This little thing seems to be lively for the first time since he entered the underground palace. He seems to be like his master. He knows this place." The treasure is particularly rare and discerning."
"No!"
Lang Qi held the little squirrel, looked around and said, "It's not because the baby is excited, but because the environment here relaxes it."
The treasure-hunting rat, which seeks good fortune and avoids harm, has been tense every moment since entering the underground palace, but this place makes it feel extremely safe.
Lang Qi took a few steps forward, crossed the ditch between the stone chambers, and made a half circle, staring at the stone tablet in the center.
On the stone tablet, there are four ancient characters engraved on the front and back. When combined, it reads, "If you see Feng Shui, you can turn back."
Luo Bense also saw these words and asked in a low voice: "So, this may be the most auspicious place in the entire underground palace, that is... the real place where the bearded guest hides his treasure?"
Lang Shiqi said: "Maybe..."
"stop!"
Luo Bense suddenly pointed his halberd and shouted, "Put the things down."
The strong man he pointed at was one of Lang Shiqi's two men. He was holding an exquisite small rosewood-colored incense burner in his hand and was about to stuff it into his half-opened backpack.
Luo Bense shouted, his men moved one after another, all the lights fell on the strong man, and the atmosphere in the stone room became tense.
The strong man froze and looked at Lang Shiqi.
"Boss Luo, what do you mean?"
"Don't misunderstand, don't be nervous."
Luo Bense shook his hand, keeping his sharp eyes on the two strong men, "I'm not trying to rob you. The things still belong to you, but this place is different from before. All the ancient objects here must be given to you before you take them away." I'll check it over."
Lang Shiqi nodded and said gently: "Boss Luo is worried that the treasure you are looking for may be hidden in these things, so let's check it out."
Luo Bense waved his hand, and his men dispersed into a sparse queue, each occupying a direction. Some looked inward, some looked outward, and circled the stone chamber, looking alert.
Luo Bense first asked for the exquisite set of balls, looked at it carefully several times, felt the weight, and found no abnormalities, then started to inspect it from the nearest stone platform.
Lang Qi stood still, holding the squirrel in his hand, but at some point, he stopped his habitual stroking of the squirrel's fur, and followed the things Luo Bense had checked with his eyes.
There are fewer and fewer things on the stone platform that have not been checked, and the scope of hiding treasures seems to be shrinking.
Lang Shiqi's sense of existence seems to be getting thinner and thinner.
When one of his subordinates turned his head, the light on his head swept across Lang Shiqi's body, illuminating his sportswear and the lower half of his face. At first glance, he saw his presence, but at the second glance, he glanced over , there is nothing left in place.
The men were completely unaware and didn't feel anything unusual at all.
At this time, Luo Benzi seemed to be aware of it. He looked back and saw Lang Qiqi still standing there, smiling slightly at him.
Luo Bense's eyes narrowed, his left thumb pressed against the sword grid, and the blade was quietly unsheathed for half an inch, and he continued to inspect the next stone platform with his right hand.
When the last artifact is inspected.
The subordinates were still calmly on guard.
Luo Benzi was holding the scabbard of his left hand, but his knuckles were slightly white.
Lang Shiqi's sense of presence decreased again, and his figure seemed to fade away, but his eyes seemed to be caught in the last thing.
The sound of the unknown light blue liquid flowing slightly in the ditch became particularly clear to their ears at this time.
The last treasure is a piece of porcelain that is as elegant as the blue clouds in the sky after rain.
Luo Bense turned the porcelain over and poured it down. Nothing came out. After shaking, there was no sound. Then he stepped forward to take a look. It was empty.
After sighing in disappointment, Luo Bense turned around and looked at Lang Qiqi for a few seconds.
They both looked away.
Not only did this stone room have eight walls, but besides the passage they entered through before, the other seven walls also seemed to have rotating stone doors carved with animal figures.
Luo Bense ordered all the stone doors to be pushed open.
Behind the stone door was not the storage room he imagined, but one passage after another.
However, this most special layout makes this place seem like the center of the entire underground palace.
"If you see the feng shui, you can turn back. We all arrived at the center, and it was a bit strange to see this stone tablet urging us to turn back."
Luo Bense stared at the stone tablet, and while talking, he approached there and actively greeted, "Brother, you are well-informed, why don't we come together to see if there is any mechanism on this stone tablet."
Lang Shiqi touched the little squirrel's fur without refusing.
The two of them walked to the stone tablet. Luo Bense was about to reach out to touch the stone tablet to test, when suddenly a warning signal rang in his heart.
He subconsciously thought it was Lang Shiqi who made the move, but when his hand had already touched the hilt of the ancient sword, he caught a glimpse of Lang Qi's retreating and evasive action from the corner of his eye.
The move that was supposed to hit Lang Shiqi was quickly changed, and the sword was blocked behind him.
Luo Bense's sword-drawing method was different, and his arm was as fast as a shadow, but his sword reached behind him, and a penetrating force hit the sword body.
Purple brilliance flickered and exploded behind him, causing his entire shadow to be projected forward in black. His wrist shook slightly, and the blade of the ancient sword was close to his back, cold and vibrating.
The sound of arrows colliding with ancient swords spread.
In the violent and clear sound, seven purple traces flew over from the dark passage like meteor showers in sequence.
At the moment when the lightning was fast enough to cover his ears, Luo Bense turned around and slashed continuously. A broad and thick ancient Qin sword that was not too long pierced the air and turned, splitting seven feather arrows in a row.
But the spiritual power concentrated on the feather arrow was so focused and profound that even though the arrow shaft was chopped into pieces, the impact still caused Luo Bense's body to fall back and hit the stone tablet unexpectedly.
His men didn't react until this moment, and fired into the passage at the same time.
In the passage, there was no arrow on the white copper bow, and the bow string was pulled empty. However, when the bow string vibrated, a purple halo shot out and spread out in front, becoming a purple light curtain that filled the entire passage.
Like the purple light arched by an umbrella, it was supported by the white copper left hand and galloped forward.
All the rain of bullets that hit the purple light immediately slowed down several times.
Although after penetrating the purple light, it still has a certain speed, which is similar to that of a four or five-year-old child throwing it, but for white copper, there is no need to care.
Even if it is slapped on the face, it will not leave any scar.
The moment he rushed through the passage and stepped into the stone chamber, his eyes swept across the whole situation. He held four ordinary wooden arrows between the fingers of his right hand. He put on the bowstring at the same time, raised the long bow horizontally, and then pulled it and loosened it.
Bang bang! !
There was a thunderbolt in a trance, and four feather arrows shot out together, exploding into pieces in the air.
The sawdust wrapped in spiritual power was like another purple rain of bullets, hitting Luo Bense's men.
A few people moved like tigers and leopards and dodged in time, but most of the people were hit by these wooden blocks with magical spiritual power. They suffered splitting headaches and fainted on the spot.
"Luo! Ben! Se! Do you still remember me?!"
After drawing the bow to disperse those disturbing obstacles, the white copper asked in a sharp voice.
With the sudden crisis of breaking up his family, a young boy with an immature physique struggled several times in the mission world, preparing to master the power enough to survive and take revenge.
When he finally saw his enemy in this complicated underground palace, all the hateful thoughts in Bai Tong's heart seemed to spurt out, condensing into a sharp arrow waiting to be launched.
The spare arrows taken out of the Small Universe Technique have long been engraved with spells corresponding to different effects. Under the stimulation of spiritual power, they turned into purple rainbow lights and went away.
The killing order, the soul-destroying order, the ice-blood order, the body-killing order of gods and ghosts!
All of them are the most lethal archery talismans in Tong Gong's demon-killing technique.
Luo Benshi was in a hurry, dodging quickly and retreating step by step.
His tough men, after surviving the disaster, hid behind the stone platform and raised their guns at the white copper.
But before they could pull the trigger again, Guan Luoyang's figure was already like a rising blue mist, so fast that only a blurry image was left behind, sweeping between these people.
Some of them were very powerful. After blocking Guan Luoyang's palm, half of the stone platform collapsed due to the collision, but he did not die.
After Guan Luoyang killed several others, he came back and kicked him in the heart.
The man's eyeballs bulged outward a bit. When he died, Guan Luoyang paid some attention to Luo Bense, but his eyes mainly fell on Lang Qi.
The information dealer's information contains many records about this treasure hunter, but none of them are the focus. There is only a three-star rating and a vague statement that he is good at ancient martial arts and a certain type of East Asian Qigong.
Lang Shiqi was stared at by the enemy who suddenly appeared. His expression was heavy, but the hidden thoughts between his raised eyebrows were not just that.
The anxiety in his heart was mostly due to the fact that there was nothing in this stone room that he was looking for.
"Yes, a boy from the Bai family!"
Luo Benzi recognized the white copper, and from the corner of his eye, he realized that all his men had died within a few seconds, and Lang Shiqi's attitude was unclear.
"Haha, how could I forget that this sword was originally an heirloom of your family?"
Deliberately speaking provocative words, Luo Bense's mind was spinning, and he suddenly exerted all his strength, his body floated slightly, and he stabbed with a flying sword.
When he started his career, he relied on this technique. It was unknown which dynasty passed down the sword technique.
This sword also has a nice name, called Flying Immortal from Heaven, but when the sword's intention is actually used, any enemy who has died or will die under this sword will sigh in shock.
That is definitely not an immortal!
——The man wearing a jacket, holding a heavy ancient sword, stabbed in the air, surrounded by white air, as if he transformed into a goddess with ribbons soaring in the cold sky.
But just as the beautiful sword posture got closer and forced the two talisman arrows to slide away from the side, the white air was misty, the chill suddenly became stronger, and the rapid climb was like a sharp sound in this dark ancient underground palace. howl.
The ribbon collapsed, the clothes were completely destroyed, and the skin and flesh suddenly disappeared, leaving only the smiling and open-mouthed skeleton flying towards him with a sword!
