Chapter 134: The Mural
"This! Can't we suppress the toxin for the time being, and then find a way to detoxify it when we go out? ”
Crouching Tiger and Wang Scumbag glanced at each other, a little hesitant, the pain of a broken finger is not an ordinary unbearable, not to mention that it means that it will be crippled in the future.
If there are other options, it's best not to do it.
"Don't be stupid, do you really think that our three-door needlework is so magical?"
"The toxin spreads very quickly, and it penetrates deep into the bone marrow, and it is useless to bleed alone, so the poison in the bone marrow must be moved to the phalanges and removed."
"My needle is only limited to a maximum of 5 minutes, and once these five minutes have passed, the toxin will instantly counterattack, enough to kill both of you in an instant."
"You don't want to think about it, if there is really another way, I will cut off my own fingers when I use it!"
When Hu Yanyi spoke, his face became even paler, like a person who had lost too much blood.
Hearing Hu Yanyi's words, the faces of Crouching Tiger and Wang Dazha were already ugly and almost dripping, but at this time, there was no other way.
Two rays of light flashed, and then the bodies of Crouching Tiger and Wang Scumbag were also enough to hug each other, and let out a wail.
The faces of the two people had turned white due to the fact that they had seen Hu Yanyi's severed fingers before, and the severed fingers at this moment made their faces even paler, just like the faces of dead people.
Qian Lao watched from the side, but he didn't say anything, and after everyone finished cutting their fingers, Qian Lao sighed faintly.
"Alright, let's rest here for ten minutes, and in ten minutes we'll be on the stone platform."
Qian Lao opened his mouth to speak, and I also understood what Qian Lao meant, and then it took ten minutes to relieve the pain of these people with severed fingers.
Ten minutes is not enough, but there is no time left.
It is also surrounded by cave newts that are eyeing each other, and the cave newts can not find their prey for the time being, but they have not lost the ability to move.
But if one or two newts are found, it may lead to a repeat of the previous situation.
Crouching Tiger, Wang Zhazha and Hu Yanyi nodded with some difficulty, and then squatted on the stone steps.
As for me and Qian Lao, the two people who were not injured were naturally responsible for the guard.
Keeping an eye on the newts around and the scene in the pool of blood.
This pool of blood doesn't look shallow, and the hell knows if there's some weird stuff in it, so you need to be careful.
The danger in this tomb is really beyond the imagination of ordinary people, even if it is much more penetrating than bizarre horror movies.
This is reality, and compared to those illusory fears, the fears that exist here are real, and you can reach out and touch them.
Surrounded by death, with the company of death, there is no room for the slightest sloppiness and carelessness.
But fortunately, nothing happened, and the newts around them wandered blindly like blind people, and there was indeed nothing unusual, and they were very calm.
Except for the foul smell coming from the pool of blood, the others were not bad, at least they were really safe for ten minutes.
Ten minutes later, although everyone still had painful expressions on their faces, they were much better than just now, at least they were no longer panting one by one, and their hands were much calmer.
After ten minutes of hard work, everyone also finished dressing the wound, and after applying the medicine, there was no obvious bleeding.
"Okay, since it's almost all adjusted, let's go up to the stone platform first!"
Qian Lao Huo Ran, who was half-squatting, stood up, and immediately spoke, and the whole person walked towards the stone platform in the center.
I followed closely behind Qian Lao, and in addition to vigilance, nervousness and a little fear, there was also a little expectation in my eyes.
The scale of this blood pool is too large, and if the box can be placed on the stone platform in the very center, it will obviously not be an ordinary thing.
It's very likely that the contents of this box will exceed most of the funerary goods we have seen before, and there may even be the legendary mystery of immortality!
The central stone platform of the stone steps was not far from where we were, that is, less than a minute away, and soon all the people appeared on the stone platform.
When we first walked into this stone platform, we realized that it was not so much a stone platform as a special material close to stone.
It feels like a metal, but the surface doesn't feel like metal, it's a very weird material.
And on this table, there are all kinds of patterns engraved.
These lines are like pictures one by one, and you can clearly see the traces of separation, as if they have recorded something, and on the stone platform in the middle, there is a black box.
On the top of the box, there was something like a knob, which looked like a stone, but without the permission of the old man, no one dared to touch the mechanism.
"Don't be in a hurry to open the box first, let's see what these lines say."
Qian Lao made a stop gesture in front of the stone platform, and then everyone's eyes focused on the lines on the stone platform.
When I tilted my head slightly, I suddenly smiled slightly, as if these lines were not too profound, like murals.
Although it may seem complicated, at least it is much simpler than words.
"I think I can get a rough idea."
After less than a while, Wang Dazha took a step forward and volunteered.
"The mural above says that the sorcerer Xia Yan of the Shang Dynasty used the blood of slaves as an altar sacrifice to communicate with heaven and earth and obtain the secret recipe of immortality."
"In order to protect the altar, I found guards from the world of the dead and fed them blood to make it bloodthirsty."
.......
Wang scumbag explained one by one, and our faces gradually changed.
It's no wonder that the newt becomes so ferocious that it eats people.
It turned out to be because of the mutation caused by the blood in this pool.
Now we can be sure that there is indeed a clue to the mystery of immortality that we are looking for, and it is very close to us now.
If we can find the mechanism that goes down to the altar below, then we are only one step away from our goal.
By the light of the flashlight, I could clearly see that Qian Lao and their faces also had a look of expectation.
"Go on!"
Qian Lao made a gesture and motioned for Wang Zha to continue, and then Wang Zhai's eyes fell on the following pictures.
"Then there's the altar, which is hidden on the altar beneath the pool of blood, and contains the heads of slaves who are being seen, which is the source of the blood in the pool."
....
I wasn't too surprised to hear that.