Chapter Eighty-Three: The Evil Thing
Liu Ziang's heart jumped.
"Is it dead?"
Xu Ling and many others whispered at the same time.
Liu Ziang didn't know either.
After shaking his head, Liu Ziang said lightly: "Let me down." ”
After this walk, Liu Ziang's strength has recovered more or less.
He approached the black snake again and touched it on his body.
It's a pity that the snake is cold, and the body is cold.
There are scales covering it, and I can't feel whether the muscles under the scales are still moving.
But what made Liu Ziang strange was that he felt that the snake's scales seemed to be soft.
But when I think about it, I think it may have been corroded by centipede toxin.
Look at the head of the snake again.
The snake had closed its grip on both snakes and remained motionless.
Didn't speak, just shook his head.
Everyone looked up at the snake and had an indescribable feeling in their hearts.
This snake is their savior.
It's a rare thing.
Just dying like this will make people feel more or less embarrassed.
After Liu Ziang calmed down a little, he turned his head and looked towards the mountain again.
"Gotta find a way to find the body of the undead creature."
"Otherwise, with their physical vitality, I don't know how young they will have to be before they die completely."
"If something happens again, it's not impossible to come back to life."
"Leave him alone like this, it's a disaster after all."
The fat man also nodded, "And there is an immortal bone, which cannot be wasted." ”
"I'll call someone in." Xu Ling put down the bell behind him and went to his waist to take out the satellite phone, "If our theory is correct, there should be no netherworld in the underground water vein channel." ”
"Let them bring in the instruments as well, and explore the underground world, they should be able to find it."
Liu Ziang didn't speak immediately, just frowned and thought.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up. waved his hand at Xu Ling.
"I don't need to find someone to come in, I probably know where the body of the undead evil is."
As he spoke, Liu Ziang turned around and walked towards the small village by the river.
"Keep up, keep up!" Chen Shan, who had just sat on the ground and was about to rest, hurriedly called his soldiers up and followed Liu Ziang.
"That monster is going to be used to support the whole world in the painting."
"It's not the same as the person in the coffin, it's not the inhabitants of the fairyland in the painting, it's energy."
"Its physical body is most likely in the village, directly below the sixteen hexagrams."
Xu Ling thought for a moment and nodded.
She had already thought about it, too.
The roots of the tree, which are the 'network cables', are aggregated under the sixteen hexagrams.
The village, since it is the CPU of the entire world in the painting, also serves as the starting point of energy.
As the energy source that supports the fairyland in the painting, it seems to be reasonable.
When I arrived in the village, I walked to the sixteen hexagrams.
Liu Ziang looked towards Chen Shan.
Chen Shan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled. "Hehe, and **, can you just blow it up?"
"I'm so tired, if I dig by hand, I'm afraid I can't stand it."
"Fried!" Xu Ling shouted softly.
Chen Shan smiled: "Gotcha! ”
There was no danger anymore, and the group was not in a hurry to do things.
Of course, it went very well.
More than two hours later, the mine had been buried at the blasting site.
Just guessing that there should be a stone house underneath this.
But it is not known how deep it is underground.
It can only be fried layer by layer.
There are not many mines that are buried in it.
Chen Shan gave an order.
Explosions.
The smoke and soil shook for two or three meters, and the soil layer also turned into clods of soil and was lifted.
After a long time, the smoke and dust dispersed.
Chen Shan led the people over.
"Mr. Liu, Miss Xu." In the next second, he turned around and shouted at Liu Ziang and Xu Ling, "There's something down there!" ”
The fat man hugged Liu Ziang, while Xu Ling took Ling'er and quickly ran to the place where the soil exploded.
Below, there was a dark hole.
The green light shone obliquely from a distance, and only a little fell into the cave, so it was impossible to see what was going on in the cave.
Soon, though, several glowsticks fell into the hole.
A gasp came from behind Liu Ziang and the others.
Naturally, it was Chen Shan and his warriors.
Even though they had seen the huge black snake, the terrible centipede.
Seeing the scene in the cave, everyone was still shocked.
The cave was very empty.
A huge sheep-headed monster lay in the cave.
His body was covered with tree roots.
Isn't this the undead thing, what else could it be?
As Liu Ziang expected.
Its spiritual consciousness is gone.
But its body is still active.
It opened its eyes, and when the glow stick fell, the straight pupils on the sheep's head swept towards everyone outside the cave.
Thankfully, it was unconscious.
Even the desire to eat people is gone.
Or rather, any instinct is gone.
It's just a ball of meat that can be moved.
The eyes were only stimulated by the light, so they moved.
"Everybody, retreat into the house."
Liu Ziang put down the golden coffin on his back, put it on the ground, and drank softly.
"All back!" Xu Ling hurriedly followed with a clear drink.
Everyone hesitated, and went into the surrounding houses.
In the painting, Liu Ziang's hand cuts a cut.
In reality, there is also a cut in the palm of his hand.
Liu Ziang just shook it hard, and blood overflowed from the wound.
"Ancestor, I have to trouble you!" As he spoke, Liu Ziang threw the blood spilling from his palm onto the coffin.
The coffin shook slightly, and a sword groan rang out.
"Thank you, Ancestor!"
After finishing speaking, Liu Ziang buckled the lid of the coffin and opened a gap.
Without reaching out, a red light rushed out of the crack in the coffin lid.
What is it if it is not a sword in a coffin?
The sword in the coffin circled around Liu Ziang, and then rushed into the cave with a roar.
In the room, someone poked their heads out and was amazed to see this scene.
Chen Shan even said to Xu Ling beside him: "I thought that Mr. Liu's coffin was a person!" ”
"After seeing this coffin, I wondered how to carry a dead body on the road with us."
"Didn't you think it was a sword and could fly by yourself?"
"It's human!" Unexpectedly, Xu Ling shook his head and stared at the sword, and his eyes were full of essence.
In the painting, she had already seen the sword.
But now, her heart is still shocked.
"People? Is that a sword? Hearing this, Chen Shan couldn't help but ask softly.
But Xu Ling still shook his head, "It's not a sword, it's a human." And 300,000 people. ”
"Huh?" Chen Shan couldn't understand it even more.
At this moment, the sword had rushed into the hole. And stabbed deeply into the undead evil thing below.
The sword body demon passed through its body, rushed back backwards, and automatically returned to the coffin.
Liu Ziang immediately closed the lid of the coffin and carried it behind his back.
Below, the body of the immortal evil creature pierced by the sword was like ice meeting fire, melting at an extremely fast speed.
It didn't take long for the skeleton to be revealed.
Not long after, a soft sound came out, and the skeleton was scattered.
Ninety-nine percent of the bones quickly ashed after they landed, but they turned into ashes in a few seconds.
Only a large bone on the vertebrae fell to the ground and rolled a few times before it moved.
Without waiting for anyone to speak, the fat man jumped down and picked up the bone in his hand. He jumped to the ground again.
The bones were as green as jade, translucent.
Liu Ziang hurriedly took the bone into his hand and looked at it carefully.
Finally, several small cracks were seen at the end of the bone.
It's like the bones he saw in Yishizhai.
The cracks are very regular, and when put together, they are picturesque.
"Got a text?" The fat man asked.
"Yes!" Liu Ziang nodded.
"What is written?" The fat man asked again.
But now, Liu Ziang frowned tightly, "I don't recognize it!" ”
"Don't recognize?" The fat man was shocked, "Isn't bone writing the most basic knowledge of the Liu family?" How could you not recognize it? ”
"I really don't recognize it!" At this moment, Liu Ziang's face was already extremely ugly.
This bone text is indeed a bone structure.
But he went over and over again in his mind the bone inscriptions recorded by the Liu family, and he couldn't find what was written on the bones.
To be precise, this bone Chinese character seems to be another system of script.
It's like letters.
Although it's all the same.
But in Chinese, he is pinyin.
In English, they are roots.
The structure is exactly the same, but it expresses two completely different meanings.
I want to see it again.
But I heard another rumbling sound.
It came from the mountains in the distance.