At this time, the monk looked extremely excited, and while he took out the tools from his bag, he said, "I have been ready for a long time." Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info the mystery of this must be in the mouth of the ice corpse, when I break the ice on the corpse's face, and then pry his mouth open, the treasure inside will be mine. ”

Cassia's face looked very unwilling, so he scolded secretly: "Damn, I was put on a show by this dead bald man." ”

But I always felt that it was inappropriate for him to do so, and if it was as he said, the ice corpse in the jade coffin would probably wake up again. And if the monk now takes away this power to maintain the ice corpse, then... What will happen? Will the corpse die again? Or is it a corpse on the spot, as we've encountered before? And the guards just said that the ice corpse can't be touched.

As the monk said that, he was about to remove the mask from the ice corpse's face, but I hurriedly stopped him and asked him if he had thought about the consequences of his actions.

"The consequences?" The monk was stunned for a moment, and the excited expression on his face froze at the same time.

"Have you ever wondered? What happens to the corpse after you take it out of the ice corpse's mouth? ”

The monk stared at me for a moment, then looked down at the ice corpse, and then shifted his gaze to me.

"Yo ho, that's interesting. I don't see it, little brother, what will happen if you talk about it? ”

"Either you kill someone, or he picks up the body on the spot, and we all suffer with you."

But when the monk heard what I said, there was no reaction on his face, and he didn't seem to care at all.

"Little brother, come on, come on, I'll tell you. You look at the stealing patterns on this jade coffin, and then you look at the patterns on the mask of this corpse. This indicates that the body has been lying in the coffin since at least the Spring and Autumn period. If he did 'hibernate' in the jade coffin, then he would have lived for at least six hundred years now. How many emperors have died in 600 years? Is he long overdue? Besides, I'm not taking it for nothing, it's a big deal to recite a death mantra to him, and these are even his incense fees. ”

The monk's rogue nature was vividly reflected at this time, and I didn't bother to debate with him anymore, so I asked him what if he was a corpse?

The monk patted his chest and said: "The name of our monk is not called in vain, as long as he has the ability, just come." Come one to kill one, come two, die a pair. ”

Cassia scolded: "Look at your bear-like appearance, don't come to us when the time comes." ”

As soon as the monk heard this, he smiled and said, "A few of you, please." Anyway, have you admired enough of this guy's figure? Monk, I'm still more humane, if you have seen enough, then I'm going to start work. ”

Cassia stopped him and made a "please" gesture, while the guards stared at the ice corpse, their expressions changing as if they were judging something.

The monk took out his tools from his bag and slowly removed the mask from the ice corpse's face, humming incessantly.

On the left and right ears of the bronze mask, there are rope holes that can be tied. It's just that because of the age, the rope has completely lost its role and is like an ornament. As soon as the monk lifted it, the ropes at both ends of the mask were broken into several pieces, and the mask was easily removed.

The moment the ice corpse showed its face, I subconsciously blinked. It was a male corpse, the first time I had seen such a corpse. The corpse's face looked like a plaster cast, with no corpse spots, but it had the blue-gray color characteristic of a dead corpse. His face still had the expression he had had on his deathbed, an expression that would have looked hideous hundreds of years later. What made me feel extremely uncomfortable was his eyes. His eyes were slightly upward, his eyeballs were very wide, the whites of his dirty eyes were like inferior white agate, and his eyes were full of despair.

Monks are not used to seeing it, and there is nothing taboo about it. He first tentatively tapped a few times on the forehead of the ice corpse, feeling the hardness. Judging from the sound of his tapping, the ice corpse was extremely stiff. However, the monk's expression was not very optimistic, he seemed to be a little unsure, and hesitated for a while before deciding to start.

But at this moment, several people suddenly heard something strange around them. When I turned my head to look, I found that there were water ripples everywhere on the pitch-black water around the altar, as if something in the water was quietly approaching the altar, and there were a lot of them. At the same time, I noticed that the Gargoyle King on the four stone pillars had also revealed his true nature, his fangs had been exposed, and his yellow eyes were shining with a fierce light, staring at a few of us motionlessly.

Before he could see what was going on, he suddenly heard the monk behind him scream. When I turned my head again, I saw a frightened monk, staring at the ice corpse at a loss.

"See. Hell yes! ”

As soon as I looked at the ice corpse, I suddenly noticed that the armor on the ice corpse had suddenly deflated for some reason, and a light white smoke was "gurgling" out of the armor.

"Dead monk, what a fucking good thing you did!"

Cassia was immediately angry, and the monk looked aggrieved.

"I swear to the Buddha that Lao Tzu did nothing."

Before he finished speaking, I noticed that the ice corpse had also changed, and the layer of blueplaster-like things on his face was slowly cracking and falling off. The monk was about to explain something, when suddenly a black shadow burst out of his armor. The guards reacted quickly, pushing the monk away, and at the same time activating the mechanism on the jade coffin.

"All go back! Don't let this puff of smoke come into your way! ”

However, the speed at which the mechanism operates is not at all comparable to the speed of the corpse, and the pale white smoke is not a good thing at first glance, and a small bug can be seen in the smoke. It's like a demonic aura from hell, spreading around. I don't know what the white smoke will do to us, but I know that the guards can't ignore it. Several people moved one after another, and immediately retreated. But this sacrificial platform is such a small place, leaving us very little space to retreat, and there is no obstruction on the sacrificial platform, so that the demonic aura spreads extremely quickly. In the blink of an eye, we have been cornered, and there is no way back.

The situation on the guard's side is also very tricky, the mechanism is still working, but very slowly. I heard the trembling sound of grinding my teeth coming from the jade coffin, and even saw one of the ice corpse's hands grabbing the edge of the jade coffin, trying to crawl out of the coffin. Seeing that it was about to be too late, the guards kicked on the top cover of the jade coffin, and heard a series of rapid "click" sounds, and the jade coffin was sealed by the guards in this destructive way, and the mechanism on the jade coffin was completely scrapped from then on. And the hand of the ice corpse holding the jade coffin also retracted itself at the last moment.

At this time, although the jade coffin had been sealed, the white demonic aura was still spreading outward along the edge of the coffin.

"Damn, I can't care so much, I'll jump down first."

We were cornered, and Cassia was already starting to lose his breath, so he was ready to jump into the water to take refuge.

"Don't jump, there's something in the water, and it's more dangerous for you to jump." I tugged at Cassia for a while. Because I distinctly remember the scene of the mural where the masked man confronts the monster that crawled out of the water. I'd rather stand here and die than jump into the water, who knows what's underneath.

At this moment, an extremely thin "hand" suddenly stretched out from the dark water, and that hand grabbed the lowest step of the altar, and then another. I immediately gasped, and several people were startled, and no one dared to say anything.

The back of the hand was covered with tiny scales, and it was certainly not a human hand. A few people were so frightened that they didn't dare to move, and at this time, the white demonic aura was rolling down the steps against the countertop. The moment those two hands touched the demonic energy, they suddenly opened, spasmed, and suddenly retracted back into the water.

Seeing that the demonic qi was getting closer and closer, the monk shouted for us to find a way. I thought to myself, what else can I do. Originally, we could have climbed to the rope that hung down from the rope bridge, but it was too late to say anything. The entire altar has been shrouded in this white smoke, and in some places it has even begun to spread underwater. And in the pitch-black pool, wherever this white smoke drifts through, some unusual movements will be heard underwater. The surface of the water ripples, and the creatures hiding under the water are fleeing in all directions. And a strange thing that happened immediately afterwards made us all petrified in an instant.

I saw that whenever this white smoke spreads into the water, the surface of the water will quickly condense at a speed visible to the naked eye! In a short period of time, the water surface close to the altar was already frozen! The ice and water don't look much different in the dark, but I think I already know what the white smoke does, and the results of a few of us.

I've always thought that freezing is a very slow process, and it takes at least a few hours. But for now, it's clear that I was completely wrong. I knew in my heart it had something to do with the bugs in the white smoke, but it didn't matter anymore. Because soon, we will be surrounded by white smoke, and then, like that ice corpse, frozen into a living ice corpse specimen.

The monk's face turned blue with fright, and his mouth recited "Amitabha", and Cassia and Master were also pale. I was so frightened that my legs were numerous, and it seemed as if the white smoke had begun to work on me.

I looked down at my legs in a panic, only to notice a strange phenomenon. The white smoke that lingered on my legs didn't attach to us, but more like a conscious attempt to avoid us. I couldn't react for a while, and I thought to myself, what's going on? Could this puff of white smoke be conscious? Is it afraid of us? Or is there something on us that makes it afraid to come closer?

However, then I realized that the white smoke was not hiding from a few of us, it was hiding from the guards in front of us.