Chapter 62: Martial Corpses
Tofu's words are too unreliable, I said: "What kind of human lock, to be so easy to open, Lu Su still has to recruit the south and the north, is he as busy as his grandson?" ”
Tofu hissed, and also wondered. At this moment, he suddenly stared at my face and looked at me fiercely, as if he had discovered a new world, and said, "Old Chen, there was something before, I dare not tell you. ”
I looked at his strange expression, and my heart was a little abrupt, and I said, "What's the matter?" ”
Tofu said: "When the dynamite exploded, your face was cut by the ice cubes and almost disfigured. I know that you are actually very stinky and beautiful, and it takes you twenty minutes to shave, and I was worried that you wouldn't be able to stand this stimulation, so I didn't sue you. But now, the wound on your face is gone. ”
Tofu reminded me, I couldn't help but touch my face, and sure enough, I couldn't even touch a scar from the previous few wounds.
Tofu and I looked at each other and didn't speak, thinking about what was going on with this qiē in my head. Immediately afterward, I realized that the pain in my chest was almost gone. Just now, I was nervous about Tofu's injury, and I was highly concentrated for a while, and I didn't care about my injury, and then I felt that there was no discomfort in my chest, which had been aching faintly.
It occurred to me that it had something to do with the red mist that the soldiers spewed out that day.
As soon as I thought about it, I let Tofu stay where I was, and climbed back on my own, but I saw that the smoke in the ice cave had dissipated, and the crimson heavenly soldier had shrunk into a soft skin, and the ice cave was filled with a mineral smell that had not yet dissipated, and I didn't know what substance was contained in the red smoke.
However, no matter what the red substance is, one thing is certain, that is, the heavenly soldiers are refined by human corpses, and those red substances are obviously the masterpieces of people. If they can really make people have super restorative power, then the meaning is great. You must know that modern medicine cannot make breakthroughs in many surgical operations, mainly because the speed of biological recovery cannot keep up with the speed of destruction of surgery.
Medical scientists have been looking for solutions to problems, and now ...... These substances that make people gain amazing restorative power have been discovered by our ancestors thousands of years ago and used in the process of refining heavenly weapons.
Let's make an assumption, if the Heavenly Soldier is refined by Puzhen, then does it mean that Puzhen can manipulate this strange substance?
What kind of effect would he have if he applied these red smoke to himself? I put these inferences on Tofu, and Tofu pondered: "In the words of Old Man Zhao, this belongs to the scope of Chinese occultism, and the occultism of our ancestors is a different matter from modern Western technology. However, according to your reasoning, the faster recovery of the wound means that the activity of fine slit division is enhanced, and if this effect spreads throughout the body, the person's body cells will always be in the healthiest state......"
We suddenly came to an astonishing conclusion, that is, if our inference is true, then that person will be in a state where he will not age, will not get sick, and all injuries will recover quickly.
Tofu speculated and said, "Good ...... It's going against the sky. But it's not right, since that's the case, what kind of Xuanbing tomb did Puzhen build for himself? He's not going to die at all, okay? "It's hard for me to give an answer to this, after all, this is a thousand years ago, and the qiē just now is just our speculation, where did those red smoke come from? How long does it work on the human body? None of this is known, so it is too early to draw conclusions.
It wasn't until this point that Tofu and I had the heart to look at our surroundings. The outside of the teardrop-shaped ice cave is radial, and the further you go, the more space the ice cave has. At the moment, Tofu and I are in good spirits, and our injuries are healed, except for a thin scab on Tofu's back, we can hardly tell that we are injured people.
There is a man-made mark left on the ice cave, which is a vertical bar, which is the one I used to use before, and eighty percent of it was left by Lu Su and them to record the direction. It's easy to do with a mark, Tofu and I quickened our pace, along the ice cave all the way, every time we arrived at a fork, we could see the marks left by Lu Su and the two, because we didn't take the wrong road, so we saved a lot of time in the ice cave, about forty minutes, the mark in front of us changed.
To be exact, it's not the signs, but the sudden increase in the number of marks.
I saw that next to a vertical line, there was the arc line we saw before, and it was clear that the person who left the arc mark at the beginning may have taken a different route from us in the middle stage, but it converged again in the later stage. Lu Su and the others left their marks next to this arc line, so the marks became two.
I know in my heart that it is estimated that it is not far from the end of this ice cave, and it is even more energetic with Tofu, the two of them are vigilant that there will be trapped corpses appearing, while being careful of the movements of the heavenly soldiers, the psychological pressure is particularly high, and the only thing that feels comforted is that the body is good now. ‘
After a while, the ice cave in front of us suddenly came to an end, and Tofu and I stood at the ice cave to take a look, but we saw a bottomless, dark crack under our feet, and on the opposite side of the crack was a platform of ice with no end in sight.
The crack is more than ten meters wide, and there is a rope in the middle, and there is no ice slag on the rope, which seems to have been used recently.
Tofu exhaled a white mist in his mouth and said, "It looks like I'm on the other side, what's the other side?" "At this moment, the searchlight in our hands is always on and off, and there is a small electronic display behind the searchlight, which shows the Arabic numeral three, which means that the power will be completely turned off after three minutes.
The searchlight has entered the power-saving mode, unable to illuminate the strong light, and the visibility is only about five meters in a radius, so the opposite qiē can only see a vague outline, only the edge of the platform, in the dim and unknown light, revealing hideous lines.
I knew that time was short, so I squatted down and pressed the rope, which was clamped with steel and very strong, so I locked the safety buckle with Tofu and rowed it to the opposite side. As soon as I swayed to the middle, as the distance of the light narrowed, the things in the distance of the platform gradually exposed to my vision, and then I saw that on both sides of the platform, there were samurai in heavy armor, arranged straight on one side, and as the light approached, the bronze heavy armor on the body emitted a ghostly light.
I was secretly alarmed that the first thing I did when I got on the platform was to observe these samurai. In the unique environment of the Xuanbing Cave, these intricate bronze heavy armors seem to have just been cast, and there is no trace of time in sight, which is exquisite and unusual, and it is breathtaking.
Counting carefully, there were a total of eighteen heavily armored samurai in this row, and they were exactly the same height. I saw that in the heavy armor helmet, you can see a lifelike face maintained at extremely low temperature, but the stiff lines of the face belong to the unique dead man, and the thick cyan on the skin makes the corpse look extremely terrifying.
It has always been the prerogative of princes and princes to be buried as a samurai, how can there be samurai in this Puzhen tomb?
Tofu was not thinking about this, he was scared on the one hand, and excited on the other, he looked at the bronze heavy armor of the samurai one by one, and said: "Old Chen, we have worked hard for so long, and what we see is either ice or snow, or iron chains, and now we finally see the same hard goods." This thing is so well preserved, can we get a set out? “
I said, "It's very heavy, and it's not easy to get out, so don't be whimsical." ”
Tofu was not happy, and before he could say anything, his expression suddenly changed, and he snorted, grabbed my arm violently, pointed to a samurai next to him, and said, "Old, old Chen, look, this person is gone." ”
I think his words are a bit messy, what do you mean it's gone? Following the gaze of his fingers, he instantly understood the meaning of tofu, but saw the last samurai, with a pair of bronze armor standing in place, but the corpse inside was gone.
I thought to myself, "What's going on?" ”
There has always been a saying among the folk that there are eighteen demons to destroy demons, and there are eighteen Arhats in Buddhism, and there are eighteen kinds of demon-destroying mudras; In the underground palace, the samurai are buried, and the princes and above are all counted with the upper number of nine, that is, eighteen or eighty-one, etc.
This is really not a prince, but there are eighteen burial warriors placed in this Xuanbing tomb, which is already intriguing, and now one of the heavy armors is still empty, which makes people feel even more incomprehensible.
At this time, Tofu's imagination began to unfold infinitely again, looked around suspiciously, and said cautiously: "Lao Chen, you say, did the corpse in this bronze armor become a zongzi and ran away by itself?" Maybe it's around here? ”
I said angrily: "Crow's mouth, where do you get so many zongzi, you are mass-produced as zongzi?" It has to be formed under special conditions, and besides, what if the corpse is raised? That zongzi won't be so boring that he knows how to take off his armor. As soon as the words fell, the searchlight in my hand flashed brightly and dimly under the ridge, and suddenly went out, and the surroundings fell into deathly darkness for a moment.
I knew that the searchlight had run out of power, so I quickly took out a windproof lighter and lit it, and the willow leaf-like flames burned calmly, pulling me and Tofu's face very close. Knowing that I couldn't afford to lose time, I followed the samurai's listed position all the way, followed by the dim light of the lighter, squinting at my surroundings.
Just then, a pile of stuff on the ice caught the attention of me and Tofu.
It was a pair of charred black lumps, which I recognized at a glance, it should be solid fuel, but after this fuel burned out, there were more crystals left, which should be the old-fashioned cylinder fuel of the past, so it can be seen that this pile of fuel has been relatively long.
A thought flashed through my mind, and I thought, "Could it be that this is what I left over from my statement thirty years ago?" ”