Chapter 179: Another Box

Zhang Yi shone the flashlight on the two corpses, and said with a little panic: "The death of these two corpses is similar to the death of the fish above!"

"It's not like it, it's the same!" Daoist Zifeng said after pinning the black black knife back to his back.

After Zhang Yi heard this, he hurriedly raised a flashlight with one hand to shine around, and raised a Type 95 rifle with the other hand to guard the surroundings.

"Don't take a picture, the bloody corpse is already gone!" Daoist Zifeng said lightly: "If the blood armor corpse appears, you will smell a smell of blood first!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yi took back the flashlight and rifle, and moved the flashlight to shine on the corpse again.

Wang Fan looked at the things scattered from his backpack by the light of the flashlight. Suddenly, an item came into Wang Fan's sight.

After Wang Fan paused, he reached out and pulled off the thing that was pressed on this item, and then grabbed the item.

It is a box the size of an adult's fist, and its shape and size seem to be about the same size as the surface imprint on the stone pillar inside the stone ding.

After Wang Fan grabbed the box, he couldn't help but let out a "huh".

"This box!?" Wang Fan gently rubbed the box in his hand and began to fiddle with the box, but found that the box was tightly integrated, and there was no place to open it at all, so Wang Fan scratched his head in a hurry. If it weren't for the fear of hurting the contents of the box, Wang Fan would have planned to start a war with the Buddha body, and then forcibly broke the box.

After Wang Fan pulled out the box, Zhang Yi stared at the box.

"This ...... This box...... Show me......" Zhang Yi said intermittently.

"Huh!? Will you open this box? Wang Fan didn't think about it, so he handed over the box.

Zhang Yi took the box from Wang Fan's hand with trembling hands.

Really! This familiar feel, this inexplicable material...... It's exactly the same as my box.

Zhang Yi grabbed the box and clicked a few times on the box irregularly according to the method taught to him by the Qingshan Taoist priest before. With a "snap", a crack opened slightly in the middle of the box.

"Damn!! How did you open it? Wang Fan saw that Zhang Yi opened the box without much effort, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Zhang Yi ignored Wang Fan, who looked confused, and gently grabbed the upper part of the box and flipped his wrist and opened the box.

After opening the box, I saw that there was nothing in the box, just an empty box.

"This .........," Zhang Yi's face showed a look of disappointment.

After a while, Zhang Yi suddenly threw the box to Wang Fan, and then bowed and rummaged through the bodies of the two Tufuzi. After rummaging through, Zhang Yi didn't find anything special, so he began to rummage through the backpacks of the two Tufuzi, but the result was still nothing.

Zhang Yi suddenly sat on the ground with a disappointed face, and after a while, Zhang Yi slowly raised his head and stared at Wang Fan and said, "Brother Fan, can you help me with something?"

Wang Fan was uncomfortable stared at by Zhang Yi's eyes, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Don't look at me with this kind of look, just say something!"

"Can you open that stone door for me?" Zhang Yi pointed to the stone gate behind him and said.

"Huh!? What are you doing!? Wang Fan asked puzzled.

"The contents of this box must have been taken by those people of the Wanping Sect, I am going to get it back!" Zhang Yi's face was gloomy, and his words were full of anger.

"Don't go, they shouldn't have taken it!" The Zifeng Daoist on the side spoke.

"How do you know?" Zhang Yi glanced at Zi Fengdao and said.

"You answer me a question first, who taught you the way you opened the box just now?"

"My Master!"

"Really? No wonder ......" Zifeng Daoist seemed to understand something.

"Is there something wrong with that?" Zhang Yi asked with a slight frown.

"The method you used to unlock the lock just now was Lu Ban's unlocking hand! A few minutes ago, I knew of only three people who could do this, but now it's five! Zifeng Daoist stretched out five fingers and said.

"So, I don't think those people from the Wanping Sect would do this!" Daoist Zifeng continued.

After listening to Daoist Zifeng's reasoning, Zhang Yi slowly loosened his frowning brows.

When Zhang Yi remembered to learn this technique, Qingshan Taoist priest once said that as long as this kind of box is opened once with this technique, it can be opened normally in the future, and there is no need to use a technique to open it, unless someone locks the box again.

According to what Daoist Zifeng just said, only five people he knew knew of this technique, two of them were Zhang Yi and Daoist Qingshan, and there was no trace of this box after it was forcibly opened by external forces. So either the box was empty in the first place, or someone came here a long time ago to take the contents of the box, and this person would Lu Ban unlock the hand.

"Could it be that my master once came here and took the contents of the box!?" Zhang Yi thought secretly in his heart.

Seeing that Zhang Yi was deep in thought, Daoist Zifeng and the others did not open their mouths to disturb him, and the tomb became quiet for a while.

At this moment, there was a sudden coughing sound in the silent and dark tomb.

The three of them were startled by the sudden coughing sound, and hurriedly took a flashlight to shine it at the place where the sound came from.

It turned out that Qiu Lao, who had fainted, woke up.

"Water...... Water ......" Qiu Lao lay on the ground, shouting weakly.

After hearing this, Zhang Yi and the others came back to their senses and hurriedly ran over, Wang Fan ran to the back and took out a bottle of unfinished mineral water just now, unscrewed the lid and fed Qiu Lao to drink.

After taking a few sips, Qiu Lao regained some strength and gently pushed away the mineral water, then held it on the ground a few times, and stood up slowly.

"Old Qiu, are you okay! Do you want to take no more breaks? Daoist Zifeng asked on the side.

"I'm here to destroy the blood armor, not to rest!" Qiu Lao waved his hand and continued: "I didn't expect that I would not only help you when I came down, but also dragged you down."

"It's okay, there are not many people who can survive that kind of environment just now!" Zifeng Daoist comforted.

Old Qiu didn't speak when he heard this, but just shook his head with a sad smile.

Daoist Zifeng looked at Old Qiu and continued to speak, "Okay, it's almost time for us to go find the Blood Armor Corps."

The crowd nodded.

However, before leaving, Zhang Yi first took out three sticks of incense from his backpack and lit them, and inserted them next to the two corpses.

No matter what occupation you had during your lifetime, how much money you earned, how high your status was, or what you did, if you die, you will die, and a hundred years later you will just be a piece of loess.

Moreover, Zhang Yi and the others had no way to transport these two corpses out for the time being, and even if they did, they would not have that time, after all, they came down for something more important, so they could only light three sticks of incense to show it.

After doing this, the group walked to another burial hall with flashlights.