Chapter 233

There was silence for a moment.

At this time, Lan Zui finally had the space to interject, and blinked pitifully to look at Bai Suhe: "Sister Bai, that, look at Yihuang......"

"......" Bai Suhe was speechless, stared at Lan drunk for a long time, and then glanced at Jun Yihuang who was lying unconscious on the ground and Meng Zheng who was crooked in his arms, and suddenly became angry: "What kind of bad luck did I fall to, I have to meet the three of you in my last life and in this life?" ā€

"......" one fainted, and the other did not say anything.

Bai Suhe's lips moved slightly, and with a hook of his fingers, a misty white light immediately floated out of Helan Fu's forehead and landed on Lan Zui's hand.

"Put it away yourself."

This white light seemed to be solid and mist, and Lan Zui carefully held it with his palm, and his palm sank into the outer layer, and he could feel the biting chill in the mist. The innermost one was wrapped in a human figure, the size of which was about the same as the rune paper doll made by Bai Suhe at that time, with white clothes and white skirts, and it was impossible to see the appearance.

"Ripples?"

"Yes, this is the primordial spirit condensed from her existing soul."

When Lan Zui heard this, he couldn't help but reach out and point in to touch the face of the little man inside.

"Don't poke it, really." Bai Suhe was speechless for the blue drunken child-like movements, "Now her yin qi is too weak, so your palm can directly touch the outer layer." When you can actually poke it in, you're ready to cry. ā€

"......" Bai Suhe's words frightened Lan Zui and immediately withdrew his fingers, honestly held the white ball, and went to look at Helan Fu's corpse, "Sister Bai, don't ...... Helan's body? ā€

"Are you stupid?" For Lan Drunk, who dropped his IQ as soon as he encountered something related to Jun Yihuang, Bai Suhe showed a very disgusted expression, "Are you afraid that Reyimu and a few of them will be scared to death, and you are ready to have some more excitement?" Bring someone who has been pierced like this by an arrow and dangle around them to remind them of what happened just now? Besides, who can carry it, can you carry it? ā€

"Wait, wait!" Lan Zui caught a few pieces of information when he heard this, "Sister Bai, are you saying that Yihuang doesn't need this body?" And you're going to leave Helan's body here? ā€

"Yes, she doesn't need it. Jun Yihuang is like this now, it is impossible to go out and see the light again. ā€

"Huh?"

"If it weren't for the special environment here, she would have been scattered long ago when she used her yin power to break my soul binding talisman in the trench to save you." Bai Suhe frowned and looked around at the dark road in the distance, "This place is a bit weird. ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Didn't you say it's clean? ā€

"It's very clean, that's weird. It stands to reason that as an ancient battlefield and an underground, there are tens of millions of dead, and there are always a few obsessive ones who will stay and linger. But along the way, I didn't notice any of it. This place does not see the sun and the moon, does not touch yin and yang, there is no yin spirit, but the yin and evil qi is very heavy, isn't it strange enough? ā€

"That's—"

Lan Zui wanted to ask again, but he heard the sound of footsteps coming from the back passage, and in a moment, Xiri Ahong carried Sabir on his back, Rong Jiu held Kanji, Rong Thirteen carried Reyimu on his back, and Yuguan walked out of the passage.

With outsiders here, it's hard to say anything if there is. Bai Suhe put down the Meng Zheng he was holding, only to find that Meng Zheng had fallen asleep at some point due to blood loss and pain. The two of them, together with the Rong brothers, hurriedly treated the injuries of Reyimu and his party. Both Sabir and Siri Ahong were wounded by arrows, and they drew gourds in the same way as Meng Zheng, and it was just a matter of dealing with them. But Reyimu's injury was very tricky.

Reyimu was smashed into an open comminuted fracture from the knee down to the rolling log. When Rong Shisan dragged the person into the Tibetan Soldier Tower, he tore open his pants and roughly swept his eyes, Reyimu's calves were smashed into several pieces, and the white bone stubble was punctured and the flesh was exposed. This is no longer a problem that can be temporarily solved by fixing ordinary fractures with wooden boards, the first threat of this kind of injury is blood loss and extreme pain, which can kill people. The second is infection, even if they go out immediately, what kind of weather is it outside? Rush back to Mok without a moment's delay, I'm afraid it's too late. But you can't really leave it alone, you can only use the dead horse as a live horse doctor, clean the wound, bandage it, and finally find a few wooden planks to fix the fracture site in place, during which Reyimu woke up in pain countless times and passed out again, Sabir poured wine into his mouth with red eyes next to him, Kanji grabbed Reyimu's hand blankly and even forgot to cry, and even the dumbfounded Xiri Ahong lost his usual silly smile, and silently watched Reyimu being guarded by several people.

After dealing with Reyimu, Rong Thirteen looked up and saw that Sabir's face was red. snatched Sabir's wine bag and poured two sips of it himself, and Rong 13 began to take people to sleep. Since the incident happened, it would be superfluous to say anything, and everyone was indeed exhausted after passing through the urn city, and it was unlikely that everyone would fall asleep by the fire except for the Rong brothers who stayed behind.

After a dreamless night, Lan Zui woke up and saw Rong Jiu crooked on the edge of the door, his eyes closed and still smashing his mouth, and he didn't know what delicious food he dreamed of. Rong Thirteen half-squinted, staring into the distance in a daze.

"Brother Thirteen, you go to sleep." Lan Zui had something to do in his heart, he had only slept for more than an hour this night, but he had a good rest, and his spirit was much more restored, and he climbed to Rong Shisan's side to change his value.

"No, I'm thinking about things, and I can't sleep." Rong 13 took out a cigarette and lit it, spitting out a smoke ring.

"What do you think?"

"I'm thinking that the rest of the road won't be easy to walk either." Rong Shisan sighed, and looked at the lying around him, and most of the people hung up after an urn city agency, and the rest of the road had to change again, it was almost dead.

"Forget it, don't talk about this, how is Sister Jun?" Rong Thirteen pointed to the corpse of Helan Fu lying on the other side, covered with arrows, "This looks...... It's true...... Can it still be used? ā€

Even if the current plastic surgery technology is good, it is too scary to go out like this!

"She's here." Lan Zui took out a transparent glass bottle, this bottle was originally for alcohol, and after the alcohol was used up by Reyimu, she used it to fill Jun Yihuang.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Turned into a firefly? Rong 13 took the glass bottle and looked at the white ball of light inside, and sighed.

"You owe it, your daughter-in-law is a firefly!" Lan Zui snatched the bottle back and put it back in her pocket like a baby, "Sister Bai said that Yihuang's yin power is not enough to support Helan's body now, and the road behind is not easy to walk, so she got her out." ā€

"Oh." Rong Shisan nodded clearly, and wanted to say something, but after seeing Lan Zui's vicious eyes, he decided that it was better to shut up and protect himself.

"By the way, have you found the head of the Urn City Agency? In case there is something ahead, we also have a way out. ā€

"Found it." Lan drunk mentioned the urn city organ, Rong Shisan took a puff of cigarette, "Don't say it, I heard that the lattice set was lost as early as the era of the Seven Kingdoms, but I didn't expect that I would actually see the real thing in a remote border city in this Northern Yan." ā€

"Plaid cover?" Lan Zui is in the Inverted Dou family, specializing in dealing with all kinds of tricks in the ancient tomb, and of course he has also heard of this legendary and famous mechanism. The lattice sleeve is a kind of chain trap designed by the famous organ Queqiaozi during the Seven Kingdoms Expedition period. This set of organs is famous for not having a general pivot of the organ, touching a click to send the whole body, destroying a little and the rest can also be used, easy to shoot, not easy to destroy, layered, endless, famous for its poison in the world, and later with the Queqiaozi was executed by King Yi, the book "Queqiao Ji" that recorded the exquisiteness of this set of lattice set organs is also gone, it is rumored that King Yi asked for this book to be his burial when he was dying, and there is also a legend that this set of organs is too vicious, King Yi Daren, in order to avoid disaster for future generations, directly destroyed the book that records the method of the mechanism.

"yes, and you probably wouldn't know what this set of lattice sleeves in the Tibetan building was powered by - it was steam. I estimate that there may be a crustal fault under this city, and the geothermal energy is endless, so I let the Beiyan people use it. ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ No wonder it can still be used after all these years......"

"Well, but I still haven't learned the essence of this set of lattice, each of which is installed in the mezzanine where the arrows are stored, and they are all in the same position. The set outside the lattice is also relatively simple, otherwise it would have taken me at least a month or two to break this lattice set. ā€

"That's enough for us." After listening to this, Lan Zui rubbed the bridge of his nose and said with a wry smile, "What a thing is this, the people of Beiyan actually got "The Legend of Queqiao", and they deserve our bad luck." ā€

"Okay, think about the good thing, we can actually break the lattice alive, and when we go out and brag, this is awesome. In the future, let's stop fighting, and open a teahouse to talk about books, this alone is enough for us to talk for a lifetime. Rong 13 patted Lan Zui and grinned.

"If you come less, the more uncertain you are in your heart, the more you will run the train with your mouth. Sister Bai also told me that she felt that this place was very strange, and she didn't know what the hell was before. ā€

"What did Sister Bai say?"

"She said that this place is very yin and evil, but she has not seen a ghost." A voice different from Lan Zui answered Rong Thirteen's question, and Meng Zheng sat up after speaking, jumping on one leg and leaning over.

"Mengzheng, you sleep more, they haven't woken up yet." Rong Shisan saw Meng Zheng dancing hard, and wanted to help, but Meng Zheng didn't think of him and Lan Zui's side, but jumped to the side of Helan Fu's body and stopped.

"I don't sleep, I can't sleep. Brother Thirteen, Sister Lan and I are guarding, you go to sleep. ā€

"Okay, then I'll go to sleep." Rong Thirteen is not iron-clad, and he is indeed tired. Seeing that Lan Zui and Meng Zheng insisted, they wrapped themselves in a blanket and nested by the fire, but they fell asleep in two minutes.

Meng Zheng knelt beside Helan Fu's body, looked at it from top to bottom, and then reached out and gently stroked Helan Fu's bewitching but cold face, and said to herself: "I can still see that she still cares about her appearance." ā€

After speaking, Meng Zheng took out a small dagger, cut the position of the arrow, and pulled the arrows out of Helan Fu's body one by one.

Lan Zui also felt guilty when he saw this, and stepped forward to help, and the two of them pulled out all the arrows and folded them into a stack. Meng Zheng found a good piece of clothes for Helan Fu to change into, combed her hair, and finally made Helan Fu look clean again.

Meng Zheng stared at Helan Fu for a long time, and suddenly said, "Sister Lan, do you all hate me very much?" ā€