Chapter 193: The Language of the Earth

In a place where there was no natural light at all, and where the flashlight came it looked colorless, I was sure that the water under my feet was a pool of blood because of the pungent smell of blood coming from it.

By the light of the flashlight, I could see some bumps the size of soccer balls floating in the pool of blood, but for a moment I couldn't make out what they were.

At this moment, a strong burst of anger suddenly appeared directly to my left, and that aura was approaching us at a very fast speed.

I immediately became nervous, but Uncle Xia shouted to me from above: "Don't act rashly! ”

Originally, I seemed to hurriedly climb up the steel cable, first avoiding this sudden aura, but after hearing what Master Xia said, I came back to my senses, that aura moved too fast, and now even if I escape, I am afraid that I can't escape.

While I was thinking about these things, that aura had already come to my feet.

Uncle Zhao was still shining the light on the pool of blood under my feet, and I saw a large pile of minced meat flowing rapidly through the pool of blood.

In fact, under the conditions at that time, it was difficult to tell what was flowing under my feet, and I just felt that there was a lot of life on them, and their shape was like pieces of freshly cut meat, so I thought those things were pieces of minced meat.

At this time, Uncle Zhao actually shouted at me: "Fish a piece up!" ”

He even asked me to get a piece of minced meat!

At the time, I suspected that I had misheard, who knew what those things seemed to be wanted, and no one could tell if there was something else hidden under these minced meat, so I thought, Master Zhao should not let me take such a risk.

But Uncle Zhao seemed to think that I didn't understand what he meant, so he shouted again: "Grab a piece of meat and come up and take a look." ”

After finishing, he added: "You can rest assured, your Uncle Xia has said that there is no danger here." ”

I took a deep breath and plunged my palm into the pool of blood, and a piece of minced meat touched my palm, and I immediately grabbed it in my hand and took it back again.

Uncle Zhao shone a flashlight on my hand and motioned for me to spread out my palm.

In fact, I already knew at that time that the thing in my hand was not minced meat, it was very hard, and the touch was very similar to the cross-section of Huanggangyan, and there was a very fine friction feeling.

It's like a rock.

I raised my hand and handed it to Uncle Zhao, who took it in his hand, looked at it carefully for a while, and said with some doubts: "It's a stone, how can it be a stone?" ”

As Master Zhao spoke, the anger flowed through the pool of blood under our feet and swam towards the right side.

Zhao Shibo threw the stone, raised the flashlight again, and shone at the stone wall that would tremble, and saw that the stone wall was still trembling, before it vibrated at a frequency of about once a minute, but now, it was vibrating at a frequency of every second and every two seconds, like a huge atrium that was constantly pulsating.

Uncle Zhao looked towards the place where the stone wall trembled the most, and in that place, there were seven extremely thick long sticks, each of which was about the thickness of my thigh, and there was a layer of greasy luster on it.

At the point where the stick was stuck in the stone wall, some liquid was flowing vigorously, and I couldn't tell what color it was, but I had a faint feeling that it was blood.

Uncle Zhao collected the flashlight and said to me, "There is a way, we have to find a way to go to the stone wall." ”

I responded, "I can only swing it over." ”

Uncle Zhao let out an "um", and then he worked hard with me to try to make the steel cable shake in the right direction.

But the strength of the two of us is not the same, the rhythm of the force is not the same, it is difficult to make the steel cable as we imagined the normal shaking, in the end it was Xia Shibo who shouted to us "one-two, one-two" such a slogan, coordinated our rhythm, and the steel cable barely swung a few times towards the stone wall.

Fortunately, the stone wall was not far from us, and I saw an opportunity to reach out and grab one of the long sticks when the steel cable was closest to the stone wall.

Zhao Shibo quickly took out the steel nails, hammers and buckles he carried with him, and fixed the steel cable on the stone wall.

I tried to pull the long stick in my hand, and it was so strong that I added force twice, and the stick didn't even move.

At this time, Master Zhao shouted at me: "There is a way, pull it out and try it." Let's see if we can pull those sticks out. ”

I shook my head at Uncle Zhao: "No, it's too strong." ”

Master Zhao nodded, then unfastened the lock on his waist, jumped directly from the steel cable, and landed on one of the long sticks.

To be honest, I'm not sure if it's appropriate to call them "long sticks", for the rest of them look more like thick, smooth stone piles, and though their material is uncertain, they don't have the coolness of metal on them to the touch, but more like some kind of smooth stone.

It's just that we were far away just now, and although I could roughly estimate the thickness of these things at the time about the same as the roots of my thighs, what surprised me the most was their length, each of which was four or five meters long, and these were stuck diagonally in the stone wall, and if you looked a little farther away, these things that resembled stone stakes or long sticks were like seven steel needles stuck in a huge chest.

Because the surface of these things was very smooth, Zhao Shibo almost slipped when he landed on them.

After that, Uncle Zhao helped Uncle Xia unbuckle again, helped him climb the long stick, and finally me, because I didn't know how to untie the locks hanging on the belt, I could only rely on Uncle Zhao's help.

Because the surface of the long stick was too smooth, the three of us had to lie on each of the long sticks and hold it tightly with our arms and legs to ensure that we would not fall.

The lights on the three helmets now hit the spot where the stick and the stone wall met, and from time to time a liquid with a pungent smell of blood flowed out of that place, merging into a small waterfall that fell directly below us.

Zhao Shibo stretched out his hand, dipped his index finger in some liquid and put it on his nose to smell it, and then said to me Xia Shibo: "It's not blood, this smell is wrong." ”

I also reached out and dipped the liquid there, sniffed it with my nose, the smell of this liquid was indeed more pungent than normal blood, before Senior Brother Bao they cut a pipe for blood drainage under Huang Tianye's house, and the liquid flowing in those pipes tasted almost exactly the same as the liquid flowing out of the stone wall.

It is now certain that the "blood" in the Blood Formation is being drawn from this pool of blood below us.

As I thought about these things, my face was almost pressed against the stone wall, when suddenly I heard a sound from the depths of the stone wall, and at first I thought that some animal was moving in the stone wall, but when I pricked up my ears to make out the sound, it seemed as if someone was whispering.

But before I could hear that voice clearly, Xia Shibo's voice sounded nearby: "This is blood, the blood of this land." ”

Will the land still bleed?

I was also shocked in my heart.

Uncle Zhao frowned, his two eyes staring at the liquid that flowed out vigorously from the junction of the long stick and the stone wall.

After a while, Zhao Shibo took out a handful of powder from his pocket and smeared it on the stone wall.

The stone wall was still vibrating with the frequency of the heartbeat, and with each tremor of it, the powder that Zhao Shibo smeared on it fell off little by little, and slowly floated into the pool of blood.

Uncle Xia asked me with some concern: "How is it?" ”

Uncle Zhao smacked his tongue and sighed helplessly: "It's very troublesome." If you want to suppress the evil spirit of the mountain behind the ancestral hall, you must stop the blood in this place, but if you want to stop the blood, this land is afraid to die. ”

Uncle Zhao's words made people feel a little foggy, but after thinking about it for a while, I could probably understand the meaning of his words.

After listening to Uncle Zhao's words, Uncle Xia also sighed: "Alas, the land becomes fine, what a lot of creation it must be." I can't bear to kill it like this. ”

Just as Xia Shibo spoke, the sound of "Sisuo" from the depths of the stone wall became clearer than before, not only clear, but also the frequency became faster.

But this voice seems to be heard only by me, and Uncle Zhao is still communicating with Uncle Xia at this time.

My attention was attracted by the sound coming from inside the stone wall, and I didn't hear what Zhao Shibo and Xia Shibo said clearly, but I only remembered that Xia Shibo seemed to ask Zhao Shibo to think of a way to try to see if he could cut off the blood source while keeping the land, and what Zhao Shibo said, now the land here can no longer be combined with the yin and yang sand, the qi rhyme has been dispersed, and there is no way to save it.

The sound in the stone wall became clearer and clearer, and when it reached my ears, I felt as if someone was talking to me, I couldn't understand the other person's language, but I could vaguely know what the other person meant.

As the frequency of the sound became higher and higher, I could feel that there was something in the stone wall that was desperate to communicate with me.

I tried to calm down and try to listen to it.

The voice that came to my ears at that time was probably like this: "Snort, sneer, shut, shh......h

But surprisingly, I was able to understand what it meant.

It said it was painful and wished I could help it.

I gave it a response: "Who are you?" ”

As I spoke, the two uncles looked at me at the same time, and Uncle Zhao asked me with a puzzled expression: "Youdao, who are you talking to?" ”

I just waved my hand at Uncle Zhao and motioned for him not to speak now.

After Uncle Zhao quieted down, a voice came from the depths of the stone wall again.

It still sounded strange, but I could still understand what it meant.

It says, "I am the land." ”

Land?

I immediately asked it, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Land: "I'm in pain, help me get out." ”

Me: "Who did this?" Who stuck these things in you? ”

Land: "I don't know him. ”

Me: "Where's the big demon?" ”

Land: "It sleeps, it's been a thousand years, it's the first time I've seen it sleep so deeply, it's tired, don't disturb its dreams." ”