Zuo Youdao can't sense the Qi field, this is really a strange news in the world. If he can't sense the Qi field, it is equivalent to not being blind but not being able to see, and not being deaf but not being able to hear.

But looking back, I don't have my sense of smell now.

Without my sense of smell, I couldn't make out which dynasty the coffin in front of me came from.

In the past, I had always regarded the ability to recognize incense and the ancient as a less important ability, but now that I have suddenly lost this ability, my heart has not panicked, and my mind has become chaotic.

However, Zuo Youdao didn't seem to be anything unusual, at this time he was shining a light on the lid of the coffin with a flashlight, and I saw that his face was still the same calm and calm.

After carefully glancing at the coffin, Zuo Youdao frowned; "Not made of dark iron?"

At that time, he was talking to himself in a relatively low voice, and I couldn't hear it clearly, so I asked, "What did you say?" ”

Zuo Youdao straightened his waist and shone his light towards the rest of the tomb, while saying: "There is a special kind of dark iron in this world, which can block people's ability to perceive the Qi field. But it's weird...... It seems that this area is full of stone and wood, and there is no metal at all. ”

I said, "It's not just that you can't sense the Qi field, I can't smell it now." ”

Zuo Youdao was stunned: "What's the matter?" ”

"I don't know."

I replied sullenly as I walked over to the sarcophagus and tried to push the lid.

With a long "snort-" sound, the lid of the coffin slowly slid open a narrow slit through which I could see the panorama of the coffin.

The coffin was almost empty, except for a cone-shaped stone in the center.

It's just a stone, what can be abnormal?

I simply pushed the gap in the lid wider, reached in my hand, and took the stone out.

To the naked eye, it was indistinguishable from stone, but when I touched it, it felt like rough wood, and it was so light that it barely felt the weight in my hand.

Zuo Youdao also came over and looked carefully at the things in my hand, but even if he was as well-informed as him, he couldn't tell what material the things in my hand were made of.

What's even more bizarre is that why did Xu Blind put this thing in a coffin?

Unless the blind man is still alive, such a question will not be answered in any way.

Zuo Youdao and I thought it was unknown, so we put it back in the coffin and closed the lid, intending to take it out for study when we left the crypt.

Then Zuo Youdao and I came to the three coffins and carefully examined the corpses inside.

Zuo Youdao leaned most of his body into the breach of one of the coffins, raised his flashlight and lit it inside, and when the light passed over the corpse's face, I saw its eye sockets quickly pull out.

"Sure enough, it's alive." Zuo Youdao said as he twisted the focus ring that was slightly injured, making the light that fell on the corpse's face brighter.

Under the strong light, the corpse quickly shuddered the corners of its eyes twice, and then suddenly opened its entire eyelids.

This guy has no whites of his eyes, and his entire eyeball is pitch black, and the light hits it, and it reflects like black glass.

I asked Zuo Youdao, "Is it looking at us?" ”

Zuo Youdao carefully looked at the corpse's eye sockets, and responded to me: "There is no one else here except the two of us, who else can he look at if he doesn't look at us?" ”

After speaking, Zuo Youdao moved the beam to a coffin on the side: "These coffins should be some unformed corpse puppets, it seems that this blind man does know the method of raising corpses in coffins, but his skills in raising corpses are really not flattering." Da Fei, don't you think, this Xu is blind...... Isn't it like being a man, and not like a man? ”

Indeed, since Xu Blind knows how to raise corpses, he should be a good person, but he has raised corpses into corpse puppets, which is enough to show that Xu Blind has almost no cultivation, at most he is just an outsider who knows some strange skills.

I can't guess what the identity of Xu Blind is, but I feel that it seems that he deliberately mastered so many miscellaneous Qimen techniques just to build this tomb.

Zuo Youdao directly dismantled the three broken coffins, took out the green steel sword, one by one, and cleaned up the three corpse puppets.

I had already turned my attention to the surrounding walls and floors to see if there were any secret doors or anything like that.

But just when Zuo Youdao disposed of the last corpse puppet, the bottom plate of the coffin couldn't bear the weight of the corpse puppet, and there was a crisp "click" sound, and a gap the width of a little finger collapsed.

Zuo Youdao and I discovered almost at the same time that there was a dark hole under the gap.

Then Zuo Youdao knocked down the other two coffins, and there was a round hole of more than two feet under each coffin, which was more than 30 meters deep, and the bottom of the hole was turbid water, and I couldn't see anything else in the water for the time being.

On the floor tiles next to each hole, the pattern of a tree is chiseled with the technique of Yin carving.

The tree on the far left is depicted with luxuriant foliage, the middle one is completely dry, and only the tree on the far right is half alive and half dead, half leafy and the other half withered.

Zuo Youdao looked at the three holes and habitually raised his eyebrows: "It's deep enough, and I don't know what's underneath." ”

I asked him, "If you had to choose, which would you choose?" Let me remind you first, if we get into the wrong place, it will be a dead end. ”

Unexpectedly, Zuo Youdao didn't hesitate at all, and directly raised his finger and pointed to the hole on the left and right: "Enter this." I'll take the lead, your highness. ”

This guy is also a master who does what he says, and he is rarely seen dragging mud and water.

No, as soon as he had finished speaking, he went to the side of the cave, laid a steel nail, and put a chain into the hole.

The hole is vertically extended downward, and the wall of the cave is particularly slippery, I and Zuo Youdao did not dare to have the slightest slack, before going down the hole, we first tied a lock on the waist, connected ourselves with the climbing rope, and then drilled into the hole with our front and rear feet.

The width of the hole is only more than two feet, and when you move in it, your hands and feet are very inflexible, and your movements are occasionally a little bigger, and your chest or back will be squeezed on the slippery cave wall, not to mention how uncomfortable it is.

Zuo Youdao is big, and he is carrying a backpack, so it is very difficult to even bow his head, so I can only use my left eye to help him observe the situation below.

After descending for about 30 meters, Zuo Youdao put on diving goggles, took a big breath and sank into the water, until the sound of broken waves under my feet became less dense, and then I quickly put on my goggles and let go of the steel cable into the water.

The reason why the water here is turbid is that there are a lot of paper ash-like flocculents floating in the water, and the waterway houses at the bottom of the cave are artificially hewn stone walls on both sides, which adds an uncomfortable claustrophobic feeling.

Zuo Youdao had already swam forward with a searchlight, and I quickly swung my hands and feet and chased after him.

When I was about to catch up with Zuo Youdao, I saw a lot of bubbles flowing rapidly in the water, so I subconsciously looked in the direction where the bubbles jumped over, and I saw a strange face faintly revealed in the gap between the flocculent and the bubbles.

This shadow did not appear in the field of vision of the ghost eye, I saw it with the naked eye.

I immediately realized that something was wrong, and I stopped and waved my hand vigorously to expel the flocculent object in front of me.

The ash-like flocculent matter was stirred around by me, and the bubbles that were flowing rapidly in the water were also disturbed, and the vision became more and more chaotic instead of clear.

In desperation, I could only stick to the place where the shadow appeared, but there was a stone wall that kept bubbling and there was nothing.

At this time, I heard the rapid sound of breaking water, and thought that Zuo Youdao might have left the water, so I didn't delay any longer, and hurriedly chased after it.

Swim two or three meters ahead and you will reach the end of the waterway.

Connected to the waterway was a very slow-flowing underground vein, not too deep, standing upright and reaching just the middle of my thigh.

When I came out of the water, Zuo Youdao had already put away his searchlight and took out his flashlight to light a stone island in the middle of the river.

The island seems to have been built man-made, and its shape is so regular that from a distance it looks like a huge half-X sphere pressed steadily to the bottom of the water, with only a small part of the top exposed.

In the center of the stone island, there is also a bronze cast tree of life and death, where the water vapor is too heavy, even the chemically stable bronze has suffered strong corrosion, and now the small details on the tree are no longer clear, and the original finely carved wood grain also looks like a hideous crack.

"Why is it so slow?" Zuo Youdao looked at Shidao and said without looking back.

He didn't mean to blame or question when he asked, and his tone was more neutral.

I said, "Didn't you see that face when you crossed the waterway?" ”

Zuo Youdao turned to look at me: "Face? ”

"I just saw a face in the water...... But I can't really see it, I don't know if it's blind. ”

That being said, I think there was a face in the water just now.

Zuo Youdao frowned twice, but he didn't say anything, just held a flashlight and walked towards Shidao.

I followed him halfway across the river, and finally came to the stone island, where Zuo Youdao seemed to be interested in the half-side canopy of the tree of life and death, and as soon as he reached the island, he hit the canopy with light.

It was only when he beat the light that I could see that there were still many ornaments the size of bottle caps hanging from the branches and leaves of this tree, but because they were so badly corroded, that the bronze ornaments were only irregularly shaped, and they were all glued to the branches, so that when I looked at the tree with my ghost eyes just now, I only regarded them as leaves with severe rust.

(End of chapter)