291 Bloody stone carvings
"Every assistant has a heart to be a father."
"Hmm, Daddy Xiaopi~ Please milk me, just take a bite, okay~"
"Little Pi Baba, I have a birthday today, can you kowtow to me?"
"Little Daddy, your bird is so small (smiling emoji)."
Su Rou looked at the volcanic eruption-like barrage in the live broadcast room, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.
At this time, Jiang Xiao was walking forward honestly. The birds overhead were chirping and jumping around, but Jiang Xiao didn't dare to skin it anymore.
After all
Well, the shoe prints on the ass just wiped off.
Xia Yan looked at Jiang Xiao who was walking beside Han Jiangxue, and couldn't help but snicker secretly in her heart, she hadn't seen Han Jiangxue execute family law for a long time, she reacted so much just now, did she not like this brother and daughter-in-law?
This Cainan's Xiao Chumo is so beautiful, so gentle, and a rare medical awakener, with a small skin is more than enough, right?
Could it be
Han Jiangxue thinks that her little skin is not worthy of others? Afraid that Xiaopi will harm other people's little girls?
The more Xia Yan thought about it, the more she felt that it should be like this.
Under the guidance of the birds, everyone really found the entrance to the next floor.
It is a dark stone staircase corridor, and you can't see your fingers.
Li Weiwei held a long-handled war hammer aloft with a raging flame, and the large "torch" served as a good illumination.
Everyone circled all the way down, and finally reached the bottom, but in front of them was a huge stone gate.
Stone Gate?
What's going on? Why didn't the first few floors have?
Holding a flaming hammer, Li Wei took a picture of it everywhere, but did not find any mechanism.
Xia Yan also walked up, raised the flaming giant blade, and shone the heavy stone gate from top to bottom.
What everyone didn't expect was that this stone gate was very exquisite, and there was a huge portrait carved on it!
"Ah~" Xia Yan was startled and subconsciously took a step back.
The portrait on the door is colorless, just composed of simple lines, but the carving is so vivid that it is feared that it may come back from the door at any moment and jump out to kill everyone.
What's going on?
Jiang Xiao whispered: "Does the Guwu Legion have this kind of talent for painting?" β
Han Jiangxue said with certainty: "There has never been any information to indicate it. β
Jiang Xiao's eyes lit up and said, "It can't be artificial, right?" β
Han Jiangxue: "Huh? β
Jiang Xiao shrugged his shoulders and said, "Behind the door should be the base camp of the Guardian Army on the fifth floor underground, and those soldiers are stationed here every day, aren't they?" β
Han Jiangxue nodded thoughtfully, so now the question is, is this door just carved by a certain guardian, or are the stone wall carvings on the first few floors carved by him?
If it's the latter, then the amount of work is not ordinarily large!
"Hey" Jiang Xiao stepped forward, his right hand lightly rested on the stone door, touched the huge portrait of the soul of the ancient martial arts, and said, "Do you smell it?" β
"Sniff, sniff." Everyone hurriedly sniffed around, and their noses shrugged.
Everyone looked at each other, they really didn't smell anything.
Especially Li Weiwei, as the only contestant with sentience, his heart is full of doubts.
What to smell? Why didn't I smell it?
Xiong Chumo couldn't help but ask, "What do you smell?" β
Jiang Xiao stroked the beautifully crafted huge portrait on the stone gate with one hand, lowered his eyes, and sighed softly: "The taste of loneliness." β
Xiong Chumo: ""
Others: ???
"Poof~" Far away in Jiangbin City, Su Rou, who was biting a straw and drinking lemon grapefruit tea, squirted out directly.
"Ahem, ahem." Su Rou coughed, hurriedly pulled out the tissue on the table, and hurriedly wiped the camera.
"You are the first anchor on the whole network to spray me head-on, and you have followed~"
"Don't throw away the lemon grapefruit after drinking, send me two sips with a straw."
"@ε¨θ, come out and get beaten!"
"Forcing the king!? Is that you? Forcing the king!? Why are you wearing Jiang Xiaopi's clothes? β
"Forcing the king!? @ι½εδΈδΈε¨θ, when did you go to the race? β
"@ε¨θ, it's up to you, I broke my little leather poop, and beat your chest with a small fist~o('^β²)o"
"Bai Yipeng." Li Wei stepped forward, pushed away Jiang Xiao, who was bowing his head and posing, and called out to Cainan Shield Battle.
"Here we are." Bai Yipeng stepped forward and opened the door with Li Weiyi, holding the heavy stone door, "1, 2, 3!" β
The huge and heavy stone door slowly opened, and at the door, there were several figures standing, which startled everyone again.
Looking closely, it was clear that it was the people who guarded the legion.
I saw that these soldier brothers had extremely serious faces, and they opened their mouths and admonished: "The location where you are at this time is the fifth floor underground of the Ancient Emperor's Mausoleum. Being able to go down to this level means that you have a bright future, and you must not lose your life because of a moment of recklessness. β
Several people nodded their heads one after another, and the people who guarded the legion turned to leave.
They said they were leaving, but in fact their base camp was right next to it, a huge stone house full of torches that lit it up like day.
Different from the base camp of the Guardian Legion on the previous floors, the outside of this stone house is carved with exquisite portraits, and all of them are ancient martial spirits.
There are those who stand, those who lie on their sides, and those who raise their palms to give orders, all in all, the souls of ancient martial arts in different forms.
If it was just a portrait, then Jiang Xiao would still think that this carver was very powerful, but the whole article was full of portraits of the soul of ancient martial arts, which made Jiang Xiao feel a little frightened.
I'm afraid this guy is not an avid fan of the soul of ancient martial arts?
Does anyone else like this old zombie with white hair?
Even if you carve the ancient martial arts archers, the zombie ladies of the ancient martial arts archers, are better than you carving the old and ugly ancient martial spirits?
Look at the nurse in the Silent Hill, she doesn't even have a face, but there are a large number of fans.
Aren't men all big pigs' trotters?
It doesn't matter if you have a face or not, whether you want to prick my ass with a small needle, as long as you are convex and backward, Lao Tzu likes it
Jiang Xiao pondered, the appearance of this ancient martial soul is not good, and it is still a man, where is it attractive?
If you want to pursue excitement, you will follow through to the end?
Anyway, it's already a necrophilia, so add another one that likes male old corpses
Xiong Chumo reluctantly released the yellow and green parrot again: "Go, help mom, help me find the location of the treasure chest." β
The group took a closer look, and the entrance to this floor was not in the vast open space, but inside the stone corridor, and there was only one way to go in front of them for the time being.
After only 1 minute of walking all the way, everyone heard the sound of "jingling".
It may be because it is relatively close to the base camp of the Guardian Legion, and everyone has not yet encountered the Guwu Legion.
In this dark corridor, hearing such a sound, everyone hurriedly entered the battle state, and turned cautiously, but saw the flickering fire in the distance.
That's a torch?
Li Wei looked into the distance and saw a figure in a pitch-black cloak.
I saw the man standing on the ladder, holding a chisel in one hand and a small hammer in the other, concentrating on carving something on the wall.
The crowd looked at each other and walked forward.
What everyone didn't expect was that the closer everyone got to the cloaked man, the more strange and terrifying they felt in their hearts.
The little stone hammer smashed down on the chisel in a very rhythmic manner, almost keeping pace with the hearts of the crowd.
Then, the cloaked man moved faster and faster!
The chisel smashed against the stone wall, but it seemed to be chiseled into the hearts of the people.
A crisp sound drove the rhythm of everyone's heartbeat, which suddenly accelerated, and everyone's breathing was disordered, and they were almost out of breath.
"Ding Ding Ding .. Bite. Bite. Ding."
Just as everyone passed behind the cloaked man, there was a sudden loud bang!
"Ding!" The cloaked man stopped abruptly, stepped on the ladder, and remained silent,
The group of people was breathing disordered, and they looked at the cloaked man with full vigilance, but no one spoke.
Under Han Jiangxue's eyes, everyone quickened their pace and left quickly.
What made Jiang Xiao stunned was that the ugly traces of the pitted holes on the wall in front of the cloaked man were vastly different from the exquisite stone carvings they had seen before.
The crowd quickly departed,
Ban Yu,
The cloaked man slowly stepped back from the ladder and turned to look at the figure that had disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Under the hood, only the lower half of the man's face could be seen, covered with fine stubble.
He stood quietly in the middle of the corridor, silently looking at the end of the corridor, and this picture seemed a little strange to anyone.
I don't know how long it took, but the cloaked man finally moved, and the long cloak was suddenly blown up, and a gust of wind swept behind him.
The ladder that leaned against the wall was swept away by the strong wind, and there was a flurry of stone chips flying on the wall.
When the dust settles,
The ugly and strange shape of the wall finally revealed its original exquisite appearance.
To be exact, the potted walls of this long stone corridor are all exposed with exquisite patterns.
This is not an independent character stone carving, this corridor stone carving can be described as a huge work.
It's just that
This picture seems to be a little too bloody,
It seems to tell the story of an ancient martial spirit's encounter with a human four-person team.
From meeting to deciding life and death, the picture is extremely tragic.
The first member of the human team, crushed by the bone wall,
The second member of the human team seems to have been buried alive in the sea of corpses.
The third member of the human team, imprisoned in the bone prison, cried out loudly until he hid his face and wept,
The last member of the human team, but he was pressed against the wall by the soul of Gu Wu, and was finally killed
In the end, he was nailed to the wall by the soul of the ancient warrior with a stone chisel and a stone hammer!?
The soul of the ancient martial arts?
With a stone chisel and a stone hammer?
Unfortunately, no one appreciated such a scene, because the strong wind also extinguished the torches.
Behind the cloaked man, the wind howled again, slicing through the delicate stone carving like a myriad of knives, finally wringing the bloody work of art to pieces.
And the cloaked man, carrying a small stone chisel and a small stone hammer, walked in the direction where the group had disappeared