Chapter 300: Daxing Witch Weapon
The sound of the transmitter gradually went down, and it was almost silent.
A look of anxiety appeared on July's face, and he hurried over to operate.
It turned out that she had already secretly observed Zhang Yishan's way of operating this machine, and her movements were even more proficient than Zhang Yishan's.
The voice paused, then became clear again.
She immediately replied, "We are in the matching hall, what about you?" Isn't it here too? β
There was silence for a long time before Zhu Beichen's anxious voice came: In July, the crazy girl and I are here, just in the matching hall full of treasures. It's exactly the same as the environment you're in
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July didn't have time to rejoice, no more sound came from the machine speaker, and everything was interrupted again.
Bang, bang!
There was a muffled sound from the transmitter, and a spark erupted from the surface of the machine.
Immediately afterwards, a puff of smoke came out, and the fingers attached to the keys were numb, and the hot wave hit hot.
July held his head and thought for a long time, and muttered to himself as if he had lost his soul: "It's broken, how can it be broken." β
Standing in front of the relief, July understood something after thinking about it, a chill welled up in his heart, and he glanced at the fox on the relief, and inadvertently saw a smile flash on the fox's face.
His body trembled twice, and when he turned to the skull wall again, a tiny crack appeared in the wall, and the crack was expanding at a slow rate.
Oops, it must have been Beichen who smashed the wall, how could he be so impulsive.
From afar, I seemed to hear a voice from the wilderness and eternity muttering coldly, what exactly is July I couldn't hear very clearly, but I faintly felt that the space had become extremely unstable.
Calming down, she said to Ning Yun: "Find me a few things, if I guess correctly, there must be a few boxes containing these things, we have to find them in the shortest possible time." β
What was in it, what was the girl looking for, and why did the girl know that there were these things in the temple?
She couldn't figure it out, but she knew it was right to listen to July.
Nodding slightly, he said, "Girl, you say, I'll go find it." β
A tea set of cracked porcelain!
One is a tortoise-shaped object!
One is a phoenix carving!
A set of clothes with a special style!
An incense burner!
A guqin!
Hopefully, there's still time to find these things.
Seeing that the temperature in the hall has changed significantly, the temperature inside is about 20 degrees, like the color of early spring, and the surrounding environment will become more and more evil.
Every change can kill someone.
July can't tell which boxes these things are hidden in, and there are hundreds of chests used to hold treasures, porcelain, gold and silver ornaments in the palace, and it is impossible to tell what these things look like.
She didn't know what materials the Guloulan people used to build thousands of years ago, but the appearance of turtles and cranes thousands of years ago must have been different from today's style.
With a bang, Ning Yun opened a box very quickly, and quickly rummaged through the few things in Qiyue's mouth.
One by one, the treasures were thrown aside, and they would not feel sorry for this bit of wealth.
Ning Yun had never seen a girl nervous, and her performance on weekdays in July had always been dignified and demure, and her manners were moderate.
Even she felt anxious, which showed the urgency of the situation.
The position of the box was disorderly, the light emitted by the dazzling array of gold and silver jewelry was a little dazzling, and Ning Yun's eyes were almost numb and dizzy, and he couldn't find any of those few things.
Ning Yun became anxious and said, "Girl, what are those things going to do, why are you in such a hurry to find them?" β
July had already sat down at this time, and the air within a few meters around her was slowly condensing, and although there was no change in sight, the air flow slowly fluctuated around her increasingly holy body.
Ning Yun knew that July was preparing some kind of ritual, and whenever she was about to use the secret method of the Wu Clan, she would do so, and no matter what she said at this time, she would not respond.
A black inconspicuous box is quietly placed in a corner, and the special color is stacked in the bright jewelry box.
The box seems to be made of sandalwood, and a faint ancient fragrance looms.
Her eyes suddenly flashed, and she walked over with her body, which was weak from hunger.
Fortunately, although the box was closed, it was not locked, and the box opened with a "squeak" as soon as the lid was lifted.
Shake off the dust on the ground, how many years of dust has accumulated.
After opening the box, it was dark inside, Ning Yun had no choice but to put his hand in fearfully, scratching and touching something, and the feeling transmitted from the palm of his hand was soft, like a piece of cloth.
She felt the corners on both sides, feeling a little flustered, until the thing reached the outside of the light, and realized that it was a pure white dress.
Clothes without any patterns!
There's still something in the chest, but what's left?
July's expression is still the same, the soft skin on the lower abdomen rises and falls slightly with the breathing, and the breeze blows the hair of the sideburns without a source, with a delicate and charming look.
The second thing taken out was a long white ribbon.
The third piece is actually a pair of pure white shoes, which are made of a silky material and feel smooth to the touch, like the skin of a newborn baby.
Next, Ning Yun's eyes stared directly, and this big box was full of items that the girl needed.
A complete set of delicate ice-cracked porcelain tea sets came out of the heavy small box, and the quaint tea storage jar still contained the tea leaves left over from that era.
And, of course, a turtle-shaped jade the size of a human head! A phoenix with wings spreading! An ice-cracked porcelain incense burner, the materials used seem to be a set of tea sets.
It's all lifelike and exquisite crafts!
The most precious thing is a nine-string guqin, and the moment you see the light of day, there is an unknown smell of wood.
The body of the piano is covered with carvings of nine-tailed foxes in different postures, and the material used for the strings is unrecognizable, and the sound is crisp when you play it.
The soul-snatching concussion made Ning Yun's mind suddenly dizzy!
She weakly held on to the edge of the box, and was stunned for a moment before turning to July and saying, "Girl, what do you want... I've found them all. β
"Hmm." At this time, July responded with his head bowed twice, got up and walked solemnly.
Seeing the objects neatly stacked on the ground, he caressed the white clothes in a solemn voice with a solemn expression, and said weakly in amazement: "A complete set of Daxing witch weapons, thousands of years have passed, I didn't expect that there really is such a thing in the Sun Tomb." β
The objects that were originally just speculations that should exist are now appearing in front of July one by one.
Ning Yun was stunned, puzzled and asked July: "Girl, this dress is called Daxing Witchcraft, what is Daxing Witchcraft?" β
July soothed the excitement in his heart, and said in a positive tone: "Ning Yun, our black seedlings originated from the ancient Jiuli Wu Clan. And whenever the Jiuli tribe holds a large-scale sacrifice, the person who presides over the sacrifice will be dressed in a large line of witch silk. Some specific rituals and witchcraft cannot be performed without this costume. β
With the passage of time, the Daxing Wu Aya disappeared, leaving only a few words in some ancient books.
According to the written materials handed down in history, there were only three sets of witch weapons of the Wu clan back then, which shows their preciousness.
This is a complete set of sacrificial costumes, and the one that appears in the Sun Tomb is obviously incomplete.
But the main part is complete.
July Ruo had a feeling: "In the ancient Loulan, there may be a branch of our Wu clan, and I also found clues from the feng shui layout of the tomb and the carvings in the side hall. If it is really as Zhang Yishan said, the entrance to the sand-buried ancient city is time, and the key to open the time door lock is a kind of secret witchcraft. But there are so many tools that are required to perform such grand witchcraft rituals that it is impossible to do without specific ones. β
Ning Yun said, "Girl, are you going to bury the ancient city in the sand?" Didn't we just find my uncle? Since it is a forbidden area left by our ancestors, let's not touch it. β
July secretly sighed how Ning Yun could be so naΓ―ve: "It's not that I'm going to find it, but that ancient city is the exit of the Sun Tomb." There are some strange Wu tomb buildings that can only be entered but not exited, and this should be one. Only by burying the ancient city in the sand can there be a glimmer of hope to get out. β
Ning Yun glanced at the woman on the ground, kicked Zhang Yishan's body with her foot in disgust, and said, "Didn't she say that the Sun Tomb has nine floors, let's try to see if there is a passage to go below, there will always be an exit to get out." β
Qiyue was picking up the "Daxing Wu Aya" on the ground, solemnly unfolding the corners of his clothes folded together, and said: "As far as I guess, the nine-story Sun Tomb is actually an imaginary number, and the stratigraphic structure does not allow the Guloulan people to dig the tomb so deep underground. All kinds of limitations on human and material resources doom this to be impossible. There are only three floors at most, and below the three floors is the space of the sand-buried ancient city. β
The more Ning Yun listened, the more confused he became, what is the stratum that can only be dug three layers, and the sand-buried ancient city is under three layers.
Her thinking was messy in an instant, and with a cute expression, she asked, "Girl, Ning Yun doesn't understand." β
July didn't explain, but just launched a big line of witch silk, and attached great importance to this object left by the witch clan.
The style of Daxing Wu Aya's clothes is equivalent to a modern short skirt, and at the beginning of the sewing it seemed to be specially prepared for women.
Get down on your knees, put your clothes on, and stand up with the hem of your skirt just below your knees.
July was silent and continued to hold the white silk with both hands, tied it at the neckline in a unique way, and rolled up the waist-length hair with one hand behind the witch silk.
All of a sudden, the temperament of the whole person changed again, and the solemn and noble facial expression made Ning Yun on the side dare not look directly.
His legs trembled unconsciously, and an inexplicable feeling of wanting to worship suddenly arose in his heart.