After that, I took a closer look around.

There was also some moss growing on the ground, showing an uncomfortable dirty green color, and at the feet of Wu Lin and me, there were some yellow-green vegetation, which looked like a kind of fern, but I couldn't recognize what it was.

Seeing these colors in front of me, I couldn't help frowning: "Where did the light come from?" ”

Wu Lin was stunned for a moment, then interjected and asked, "What did you just say?" ”

I turned to him, "Why is there natural light in this place?" ”

As I spoke, I raised my hand and pointed to his clothes, skin, and the moss nearby.

Wu Lin should have understood what I meant, and his brows furrowed tightly.

After a moment, he said to himself, "How can there be moss underground?" ”

I was so focused on the colors that I forgot about such an important thing. The stone platform was supposed to be without light, but in that kind of place where there was no light, the vegetation could not photosynthesize and could not survive at all.

I think back when Li Huaishan and I climbed up the stone platform, we also used to use flashlights to light everywhere, because the flashlight beam was miserable white, and in the extremely dark environment, the things illuminated by this light were also black and white, so we couldn't recognize that the large and small particles on the ground were moss.

Yes, the moss does exist, but there is no light on the stone platform to make them visible.

But since there is no light on the other side of the stone platform, why is there a mirage of the stone platform here, and in the mirage, the moss on the stone platform has the normal color that it shines when it is illuminated by natural light.

No, the images that appear here may not be a mirage at all, but a real fantasy.

As soon as I thought of this, Wu Lin muttered again: "Why does it grow moss?" ”

This sentence reminded me once again that there was indeed moss on the stone platform, although when Li Huaishan and I illuminated them with flashlights, I thought they were just erosions on the surface of the stone, but now that I think about it, what I saw at that time should be moss.

I opened my mouth and asked Wu Lin: "The old scholar you know, didn't you say anything about the mirage?" ”

Wu Lin: "He only said that there are mirages in this place, but he didn't say how these mirages were formed, and he didn't say why vegetation can grow in the dark space...... In the era in which he lived, did he know what photosynthesis was? ”

Wu Lin was talking here, and directly in front of us, the scene changed again.

I saw that the horse's belly statues not far away first trembled rapidly, and then their edges began to blur.

After about half a minute, the horse's belly statue gradually disappeared from our sight, and the next thing that appeared was a very large burial chamber.

According to a rough estimate, there is only a distance of 50 meters from my position to the wall opposite the tomb, and the width of the tomb is more than 100 meters.

Directly opposite me, to the left, there was a bronze coffin carved with a lotus side.

There are also some fine reliefs carved on the coffin, but because of the distance, I can't see exactly what kind of picture it is, and I can only distinguish that there are palm-sized lotus petals carved on the bottom edge of the coffin. From the coffin board, there was even the breath of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

I immediately pulled out my flashlight and struck a beam of light at the coffin.

It was imaginary, and the beam of light pointed straight through it, shining farther away.

Another mirage? But since it is a mirage, what is the matter with the fragrant smell from the Western Zhou Dynasty?

Wu Lin also seemed to sense something, and whispered in my ear: "This place is not quite right, be careful." ”

I nodded, and then turned the flashlight so that the beam swayed from side to side in a large amplitude.

The things that appeared in front of my eyes were indeed virtual, whether it was a wall or a coffin, and when the beam of light hit it, it would immediately pierce them, and the outline of these things would become fluttering.

My gaze followed the beam, and once as the beam swept over the coffin, I could see in the afterglow that the position of the lid seemed to have changed.

To confirm, I subconsciously hit the beam at the coffin.

After being irradiated by the flashlight, the coffin became a little unclear, especially the coffin lid, which was simply blurred.

I turned off my flashlight and leaned forward slightly so I could see the coffin more clearly.

Although I hadn't looked at the coffin very carefully before, I vaguely remembered that the coffin lid should have been tightly closed, but now, the entire coffin lid was tilted three or four inches to the left.

Wu Lin also sensed the problem, and like me, he first subconsciously slapped a light on the coffin, and then quickly turned off the flashlight.

We both stood silently, staring at the bronze coffin in front of us.

For a long time, the lid didn't move again, so much so that I thought it was tilted to the left.

But Wu Lin seemed to be more convinced than I was that there was something wrong with the coffin lid, and he still stared motionless.

I don't know how long it was, but suddenly there was a series of shattering sounds on the other side of the coffin.

Click-click-click......

It sounded like a large amount of patina inside the coffin was shattering piece by piece.

The sound lasted for more than a minute, and then suddenly disappeared again.

I vaguely felt that a faint yin qi was slowly approaching the coffin, and I immediately reached into my pocket and felt the handle of the sword.

Although Wu Lin was not a warlock, he could obviously feel something, and immediately pulled out the pistol on his waist, loaded it, took aim, and pointed the muzzle of the gun directly at the bronze coffin.

It is said that the coffin is just a mirage, and we can't be so nervous, but whether it is the sound coming from the coffin, or the yin qi slowly approaching the coffin, it is extremely real.

Now I can't even tell which things are real and what are illusions.

Snort-la-la-

There was a sudden long grinding sound on the other side of the coffin, and the lid pressed against the mouth of the coffin quickly slid open with this sound.

The moment the coffin lid hit the ground, there was a dull crashing sound, and a large amount of dust was disturbed and flew around.

I could smell the musty smell of the dust, and as it flew to me, I could feel myself inhaling a lot of dust particles as I breathed, and my nose and throat itched for a while.

It's still an illusion, it's all true.

Thinking so in my heart, I have already condensed a breath of mental power in the dantian, ready to fight with the things that are about to rush out of the coffin.

But Wu Lin stretched out a hand and grabbed my shoulder hard.

I looked at him with a frown, and he didn't turn his head and said, "Don't move." ”

I thought to myself that the old pedant he had mentioned a few times earlier might have said something to him, and after hesitating for a moment, I dispersed the mental power in the dantian.

Wu Lin glanced at me sideways, and there was a little puzzlement in his eyes, as if asking me why I had scattered my mental power.

But he's not a cultivator, so he shouldn't be able to sense the mental power in my body, and even if he can sense a slight change in my body, he can't explain what such a change is going on.

With such a look from him, I could only sigh in my heart, and then moved my mind again, intending to condense another breath of mental power.

At this moment, the bronze coffin in front of him suddenly shook violently, and a large amount of dust rushed out of it with the yin qi.

Before, I thought that the yin qi in the coffin was very light, but when it spewed out, it became extremely pure in an instant.

It is impossible for ordinary ghosts to have such a mellow Qi field.

It's a fierce god!

Sensing that something was wrong, I immediately cast a calming technique, and in the quicksand, my "sight" pierced through the dust mist raised above the coffin, and I saw a slender woman with half of her body exposed outside the coffin, staring at us with her head half-bowed.

That's right, this is the woman I saw near the caves.

Wu Lin definitely couldn't see what was in the dust mist, but he shouted "Danger" for unknown reasons! Then I heard gunshots.

Wu Lin pressed the trigger almost at the same time as he shouted, but he turned the muzzle of the gun and fired this shot behind us.

When I realized that Wu Lin turned sideways and shot behind me, I also quickly turned around and glanced behind me.

Just now, Wu Lin and I were just observing the scene in front of us, and Wu Lin and I didn't pay much attention to the back, but now when I turned around, I found that less than five meters behind us, there were five bronze coffins standing up, one of the coffins had the lid open, and an unusually thin old man was holding the edge of the coffin mouth, trying to come out of it.

The bullet fired by Wu Lin should have hit the center of his eyebrows, and I saw that the position of his eyebrows suddenly weakened, but it quickly returned to normal.

It seems that everything in front of him is indeed an illusion, and the bullets fired from the pistol cannot damage anything that is not disembodied.

Here I was looking at the old man behind me, and right in front of my body, an incomparably pure yin qi suddenly condensed in the air and rushed towards me and Wu Lin at an extremely fast speed.

The yin qi gives me the feeling that it is real, and the image in front of me may be fake, but it is impossible for this thing to be transmitted through the refraction of light.

Regardless of whether this yin qi is true or not, I can't sit still, so I quickly took out the fangs and the Netherworld Tongbao, and decided to summon the ghost gate to block it.

Seriously, I'm not sure if the ghost gate I summoned can block this yin qi.

Before I could mobilize the mental power in the dantian, the images around me fluctuated again. And before the waves started, the roaring yin qi disappeared without warning.

In the flickering light and shadow, the bronze coffin and the dust and mist all became fluttering, and in less than ten seconds before and after, all the scenes changed.

The burial chamber is gone, replaced by a huge cave with stout chains hanging from the stone stalactites on the ceiling.

The nine bronze coffins were suspended in the air five or six meters high by these chains, and the bronze coffins and chains swayed slowly when the wind whistled.

As soon as the new scene appeared, Wu Lin and I immediately reacted to raising the flashlight and letting the beam hit a coffin above our heads.

This time, the beam cast a white and greenish spot on the coffin board.

(End of chapter)