Forehead? Wild ginseng? Lu Liang's eyes widened: "Is it really wild ginseng?" Such a big wild ginseng, do you know how many years it has grown? Yu Tiangang stepped forward to take it, observed it carefully, weighed it, counted the whiskers, and said with certainty: "It's been about one hundred and thirty years." "I looked at Yu Tiangang strangely, I didn't expect that Yu Tiangang was really not simple, and I could actually see the age of the wild ginseng. I just know that this wild ginseng is more than 100 years old, and I really can't see it.

Shao Hua took the wild ginseng, stroked it gently for a while, and said: "If this is a real wild ginseng, people will not be able to stand it if they eat it, and most of them will explode and die." Ordinary people just eat a tiny root to make up for nosebleeds. He looked at me: "Professor Shui, it seems that you can't preserve the medicinal herbs, how can you stuff them in your backpack, then the medicinal effect will be lost." He handed it to me: "Professor Shui, you can put it first, maybe one of us will use it, don't cherish it when the time comes." ”

I know what he means, I have heard that wild ginseng that is more than 100 years old can hang his life, no matter how many illnesses and injuries, a bowl of ginseng soup will live a few more days. Some of them can live a few more years after relieving that breath. I nodded, and tucked it back into my backpack. Shao Hua grinned in distress when he saw me stuffed into my backpack like this.

After putting away the wild ginseng, I said, "Isn't it time for us to find a way?" If it's an ancient tomb, it's not like it, but let's think of it as an ancient tomb. This is supposed to be the second level of the tomb. There was nothing on the upper floor, except for the carrion, of course. And I don't know how long the road is, so let's not think about going up. Look around this level and see if there's any other way out. ”

This is a very large cave, more than ten meters high, twenty or thirty meters long and wide. The bodhisattvas in the middle seem to be the center of the cave. Everyone walked to the wall, knocking and knocking on the secret door.

At this time, Wang Zhiqiang shouted: "Come here, come and listen." "I'm observing the bodhisattvas of the flesh approvingly, because these bodhisattvas of the flesh make me wonder, even Shakyamuni can't cultivate the whole body relics, how can they do it? The appearance of a bodhisattva in a ghost cave always makes people feel a little weird. If those black fogs are not ghostly fogs, can they be interpreted as Buddhist karmic fire? There are many records in Buddhist scriptures that have the theory of karmic fire refining the body, could it be that those black fogs are karmic fire? Is it what these physical bodhisattvas use to refine their bodies?

I shook my head, forcibly suppressed the thought of shattering a flesh bodhisattva to take a closer look, and walked towards the place where Wang Zhiqiang shouted. Everyone had already passed, and when they saw me coming, Wang Zhiqiang pointed to the wall: "Listen, is there any sound?" I looked at the crowd and they all nodded. I leaned down as I said, and heard a cry for help inside, and it was a woman, and the voice was so weak that I couldn't hear it unless I listened carefully.

"I heard it, there might be someone in the burial chamber inside." I nodded, looking at everyone's strange eyes, I said suspiciously, "What, isn't it?" "What we heard, the sound of running water." Leng Feng whispered in my ear. The sound of running water? Why can't I hear it? I leaned down and put my ear to the wall, listening carefully, and it was still the woman's cry for help. I pointed to the wall, "Listen again." Everyone leaned down in turn and looked back at me: "That's right, it's the sound of running water." ”

When I saw that everyone said it was the sound of running water, my face would not look good, because everyone's eyes were different. I asked for Li Meiting's stethoscope and leaned down again. I heard it much more clearly, but it was no longer the woman's cry for help, but the monk's chanting. I think my face should be green right now, why is that?

Leng Feng saw that my face was ugly, she also put a stethoscope on her ear, listened carefully for a while, looked at me with puzzled eyes, and shook her head gently. I'm a little confused, why is it only me who can hear it? Why do they all hear the sound of running water? Is it my problem, or are they? I vaguely saw the corners of the mouth of the bodhisattva facing me twitch, as if he was smiling.

My pupils are constricted, my heart is beating hard, is it a hallucination? It occurred to me that I had such a thought. If it's a hallucination, why don't they? Are you really a bodhisattva in the flesh? I rushed forward and slashed at the Bodhisattva in the flesh. I saw the flesh bodhisattva open a pair of silver-white eyes and look at me coldly. I roared and slashed at the other's head. The bodhisattva was split in half, but a hand was tightly pinching my neck, and I was about to suffocate, so I swung my knife and slashed at his hand. I heard only one gunshot, and my knife came out of my hand with a strong impact. I was also stumbled and fell to the ground by one of the forces of this force.

I looked up, everyone was looking at me around the wall, and Leng Feng was standing next to the wall with a gun. I looked at the bodhisattva in the flesh, and there was still nothing unusual. Hallucinations, really hallucinations, even hallucinations, such powerful hallucinations. If it weren't for Leng Feng, I'm afraid I would have wiped my neck myself. Thinking of this, I was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat.

Everyone didn't care about finding a way out, they all hugged me, and Leng Feng threw himself directly into my arms and cried. I gently stroked her soft hair lovingly, gently comforting her.

"What the hell is going on?" Yu Tiangang asked solemnly: "What's wrong with you, you actually did such a thing." He looked around, "Something?" I smiled wryly and said, "I don't know, maybe." Ji Hongming also asked what was going on, I shook my head, I really don't know what's wrong. Zhang Qian also said that my blood warded off evil spirits, and now it can be proved that it is not true.

I told them what had just happened, and after I finished speaking, I looked at Zhang Qian and said, "You said that my blood ward off evil spirits, then how could I fall into an illusion?" Zhang Qian smiled bitterly and said, "How do I know? But your blood does ward off evil spirits. Unless......" he groaned. "Unless what?" I hurriedly asked.

Li Hua received: "Unless you are not human." "What? When I heard this, I jumped up: "How do you speak? Why am I not human? I'm still not a ghost. "Everyone heard Li Hua say that I am not a person, except for Leng Feng, the rest of the people did not take a few steps and kept a distance from me.

Zhang Qian saw the cautious looks of everyone, and said with a smile: "You have misunderstood what Li Hua meant, he said that Professor Shui is not human, which means that he is the same as us, not an ordinary person. Oh, listening to him explain it made everyone feel relieved.

Zhang Qian gestured towards Li Hua, Li Hua nodded, took out the thousand-year-old peachwood sword and walked to the center of the flesh bodhisattva. Watching Zhang Qian cast a spell with a talisman. Zhang Qian's talisman technique makes it superb, which is the foundation of Longhu Mountain's school. Li Hua's Maoshan faction, the peachwood sword is also a must. These peach swords are not ordinary peach wood, they are made of the branches of several wild peach trees that grow in the back mountains of Maoshan Mountain. These wild peach trees are all about 1,500 years old, and if they are not the core disciples of this sect, they are not qualified to take branches to make swords.

Zhang Qian had words in his mouth, and one by one the talismans flew out of his hands, coiling and flying towards the top of the heads of these full-body relics. Zhang Qian flew close to the bodhisattva in the flesh with a talisman and shouted: "Duh". The twelve talismans shone brightly, covering the whole body of the bodhisattva below and slowly falling. Seeing that the talisman was about to fall on the forehead of the Bodhisattva in the flesh, Zhang Qian's eyes were obviously nervous, and he stared at the fall of the talisman with full attention. Suddenly, twelve golden rays of light emanated from the bodies of these flesh bodhisattvas, and they resisted the whereabouts of the talismans. Li Hua shouted, picked up the peachwood sword and slashed. This sword has been refined by him for many years with his own essence and blood, although it is not as sharp as clay, it is also indestructible. The sword fell, colliding with the bodhisattva in the flesh, and sparks splashed in all directions. The Bodhisattva of the Flesh Body is also known as the Golden Body of Zhengguo, and I can't imagine that it is really so hard.

Under the impact, the yellow mud on the body of the bodhisattva peeled off one after another, and the linen clothes were also shattered by the air current. Revealing the lean but still plump flesh inside. Yu Tiangang Nan Nan said: "The thousand-year-old corpse is actually a living body. Unthinkable, unthinkable. ”

Lu Liang exclaimed: "Old Yu, are you saying that the relics of the whole body are alive?" Didn't they die? ”

"Living bodies do not mean that the whole body relics are alive, but that their qi and blood have not dried up after death, and their flesh is still like a living person, which is much more difficult than some dry mummy-like whole body relics. This is a real treasure, Chinese history has never seen such a natural death, but keep the flesh and blood alive ancient corpse, I think the world is the only here to have these. It's a miracle. Yu Tiangang explained, his mouth kept admiring.

Zhang Qian didn't support it for too long under the twelve golden lights, and the talismans burst open one by one, and the red talismans burned to ashes after a while. Zhang Qian was hit more than three meters away by the force of the shock, and he couldn't get up for a while. Li Hua was also uncomfortable, and he was also shocked by the relics of his whole body and withdrew from the circle, his hands were cracked, and the blood stained the peach wood sword. The peach wood sword moistened by Li Hua's blood flowed with brilliant glow, but in the face of the twelve full-body relics, Li Hua also consciously retreated.