Spooky terracotta

Could it be that Uncle Gongze lied to her?

Ziyan didn't think there was such a possibility, not that Shugongze was loyal to her, and Ziyan didn't think that such a short period of time would be able to make him loyal to anything. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but he has no need for this at all. Even if it is not the grace of saving his life and the grace of containment, Shugongze and Ziyan have no conflict of interest at all, and he still wants to use the power of Ziyan to take revenge, what reason does he have to harm Ziyan? In other words, what good is he doing to purple smoke?

Since it is not Shu Gongze's subjective will, then it is a change in objective factors? Or is there something in this that even Uncle Ze doesn't know?

Purple Smoke remembered the glow in the eyes of those terracotta warriors again.

If you think about it, the terracotta warriors with a glow in their eyes are not evenly distributed, but very scattered, and they don't seem to be regular. So, the people who laid down this formation can't control the changes in the terracotta army? Or rather, evolution?

Ziyan slowed down and watched as he carefully observed the terracotta warriors who were scattered by Xiang Yu one by one.

Thanks to Qin Shi Huang, I don't know if it was a huge night pearl installed to show off his wealth or just for extravagant pleasure. Because the Night Pearl provided an abundant light source, Ziyan could find a fist-sized dark clod of earth on the head and heart of the Terracotta Warriors without color difference.

casually took a piece of dark soil from the heart part that Xiang Yu had beaten out, and Zi Yan's sensitive nose seemed to smell a smell that she had just walked out of.

"Is it blood?" Purple smoke twisted the dark soil on his hands, the touch of dried blood sticking the dirt together. What the? Q: Why is Ziyan so familiar? She had just stepped on two feet in the road and the burial pit she had just climbed, disgusting, and it was quite difficult for her to forget such an impressive memory immediately.

"This is the Terracotta Army? Even if it is an earthen figurine, why does it smell of blood? "Xiang Yu, who is rolling on the battlefield between life and death, is familiar and sensitive to the smell of blood, far above the purple smoke, and he can keenly detect the existence of the smell of blood without getting close to smell it.

Purple Smoke shares her findings with him. As she was talking, Ziyan suddenly remembered a rumor that when making terracotta warriors and horses, in addition to water, there was also the blood of four virgins.

Groundless wind may not be without cause, and Ziyan knows that in some evil arts, when certain materials are insufficient, they can be replaced with the blood or even life of people who meet certain conditions, and even people themselves are the best materials. Women belong to the yin, and the evil art in the tomb, the blood of virgins is probably one of the finest materials. I think that the blood of those girls is made of blood clots in this heart, right? With this array, absorbing the yin qi in the tomb as the driving force, at any time, the strength of these terracotta warriors will gradually increase, which is really easy to calculate.

"Smack!" The dark clods of dirt in the palm of his hand were crumpled into a brown dust. Immediately, a terracotta warrior burst into the back of Ziyan, who was in a bad mood, and casually threw out a spiritual power to blow it up. But this one Terracotta didn't burst into a clod of blood.

"Huh?" Ziyan's eyes froze, and a spiritual power split the terracotta warrior in half, and he also found the blood clotted soil of the heart and dantian.

From a distance, I don't think that the two clods of soil are compared together and found subtle differences in Ziyan. In contrast, the blood clotting in the heart is heavier, while the dantian is heavier. Little by little, the floating soil was twisted away, and two small discs made of earth were revealed.

Although the formation carved out of the blood on the earthen plate had infiltrated and spread into a blood clot, it was still barely clear that these were two different formations. Even the blood of drawing formations is different. The blood of the magic circle that is used as the power source in the heart part comes from the virgin, so who does this dantian part come from? The strength of this terracotta warrior is not the kind of spirituality that makes the strength skyrocket, what is the blood clot in this dantian area for? Why is there such a thick resentment in the blood?

I casually put away the earthen plate from the heart, and wiped off the excess floating soil on it little by little, trying to reproduce the formation.

"Be careful." Xiang Yu turned around and saw the earthen plate in her research hand with a straight face, and couldn't help but remind aloud.

"Oh?" Ziyan came back to his senses, glanced at him strangely, and walked a few diagonally steps under his feet to avoid the attacking figurines, although these figurines were powerful and heavy, and they could even set down exquisite battle formations, but after all, they were the product of the mechanism, and stiffness and inflexibility were fatal injuries, so a little spirituality could make their strength increase exponentially.

This kind of figurine, which will not suffer, will not get tired, will not retreat, and can fight all the time as long as it is not broken, will have unexpected effects in the face of a large number of enemies and even the army. However, in the face of an unexpectedly small number or even a small number of opponents with strong single strength, there are only a few figurines that can be contacted after all, which greatly limits the play of the figurines. In particular, the opponent is still Xiang Yu, an ancestor who is against the sky, and he is simply eaten to death.

Therefore, after Ziyan found the law of the figurines and battle formations, it was effortless to deal with them, so that he could hide from the rain of arrows and study the small earthen plate in his hand.

Ziyan's strange thing is, when did Xiang Yu be so considerate and care about people? Isn't this guy always divided people into his own people, enemies, and backdrops? Her presence in Xiang Yu's eyes should still be at the level of the background board, right? When did his favorability become so good? How many hours is enough to rise to the level of one's own people? Sure enough, is there a plus for being a beauty?

At this moment, because of his distraction, Ziyan looked at it for a little longer, and saw him explode a human figurine with superior strength into a piece of blood clotted soil in his brain.

"Is it that only the more powerful part of the terracotta army will have blood clotted clods on their heads?" Ziyan reached out and scooped up the piece of blood clotted soil in his hand and asked.

"Really? I didn't pay attention, I'll take a look next. "Because the headshot can't solve these terracotta warriors very efficiently, they can continue to fight even if their heads fall off, and the only way to solve it is to smash the heart, so Xiang Yu rarely attacks the head of the terracotta warriors, and just now he still felt that Ziyan's gaze was deliberately playing handsome.

But when Xiang Yu hit his head, the terracotta warriors were shot in the head one after another. The research information was suddenly enriched, and Ziyan quickly came to the conclusion that sure enough, only the terracotta warriors with spirituality will have blood clots on their heads, while other terracotta warriors do not, and there is also a side discovery that although the terracotta warriors with spirituality are okay in other aspects after being shot in the head, the spirituality will disappear, and there is no other difference between other ordinary terracotta warriors, and it doesn't matter if ordinary terracotta warriors fall around or not.

Sure enough, the spirituality of those terracotta warriors is related to the head, or rather, to the strange blood clot on the head.

Could it be that these terracotta warriors have grown brains so their IQ has grown?