Chapter 8: The Mysterious Seven
Qin Lang and Changying joined forces, and with a "boom", the tomb burst open!
The entrance to this tomb turned out to be round, looking like a horizontal wellhead, which matched the surrounding rocks and soil blocks, and had the same color and texture, if it hadn't been opened, Qin Lang wouldn't have found it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Qin Lang stood at the entrance and looked in, he could only see a very long road, but it was not the kind that went straight forward, the end of the road was a turn, faintly shining with light.
"Someone should have preempted us and gone in, it is likely that it is the group of black-clothed people who arrested Lao Qi, I will take the lead, and He Yan will break off. Qin Lang climbed into the mouth and turned his head to say to everyone.
The entrance is small, but the corridor is more than one person tall and very spacious, and there are usually some traps in the entrance corridor like this, and the four of them move forward cautiously.
After walking for a while, Qin Lang smelled a pungent smell of burning, and leaned down to see that the ground was covered with charred corpses of black crustacean insects.
"Somebody scouted for us, speed up. Qin Lang turned his head and said.
The four of them sped up, and in a short time they came to the turning point.
What appeared in front of Qin Lang was another downward inclined road, but this road had layers of stairs, the interior was brightly lit, and there were bronze oil lamps hanging on the walls on both sides.
The bronze oil lamp was much brighter than ordinary oil lamps, and it was extremely soft and cold.
Qin Lang found that the lampholder of the bronze oil lamp was the image of a strange creature, the upper body was a human and the lower body was a fish, with a hideous and terrifying expression, and there were eight arms, all of which were raised high, holding the table lamp.
The human head of the mermaid image is upright, and a wick penetrates into the mouth of the human head from the lampstand, and the shape of the lamp is oval like a tongue, which looks inexplicably weird.
Zixuan looked at the light motionlessly, the warm yellow flame was very beautiful, and her eyes were blurred and intoxicated.
He Yan immediately shouted to Zixuan, telling her to stop looking at the lights and be careful of being hypnotized.
He Yan said: "Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a humanoid creature in the sea called the merman, and the tears of the merman could be turned into a priceless pearl, and the fat of the merman was refined into oil to light the lamp, which could not be extinguished for ten thousand years." But this lamp seems to have been spelled, there is a hypnotic effect, specifically to confuse people's minds, although Zixuan is a half-immortal body, but the mental experience is too little and not firm enough, it is easy to be confused. ”
Hearing He Yan's words, Zixuan's body shook slightly, her little face was slightly red, and she instantly sobered up.
She no longer looked at the lights and turned her eyes to He Yan, He Yan was handsome, white and knowledgeable, which made her feel strange feelings in her heart.
"Let's get out of here quickly. Qin Lang began to walk down the stairs of this corridor, and the other two followed. Qin Lang saw that the steps under his feet led to a platform, but there was no mermaid lampstand on that platform, and it seemed to be flickering and dim.
The four of them came to the platform. The platform was not very large, and through the faint light, Qin Lang looked around and found that the platform was suspended alone in mid-air, connecting three rope bridges and extending to three dark spaces.
Qin Lang took out four copper coins from his body and hit them in four directions, the abyss under the rope bridge, and the direction in which the three rope bridges extended, two of which seemed to be swallowed by something, and he couldn't hear any echo.
The echo of the copper coin that hit the abyss was very small, indicating that the abyss was not very deep, and Qin Lang judged that it was about thirty meters high based on the sound.
However, the copper coin on the left hand side was struck with a crisp sound of metal striking, which was different from the sound of wood metal or rock.
Qin Lang immediately made a choice and walked the rope bridge on the left.
The four of them walked on the rope bridge, Qin Lang held the torch he carried with him, the orange flames spread out, Qin Lang found that the black rope bridge was not made of metal, but made of thick vines.
After all, ordinary tree vines are wood that slowly decays over time, but these tree vines are thick and straight, as if they are alive.
Qin Lang's torch took a closer look, and found that there were still lush branches and leaves growing on the vines, it turned out that this was a rope bridge, this was clearly a huge tree that grew, and the vines of the trees spread horizontally to form this rope bridge.
Qin Lang felt incredible, it was the first time he had seen such a scene.
The huge and dark space seemed unusually quiet, and the four of Qin Lang walked cautiously with a lamppost, looking like a small boat with lights floating in the endless dark sea from a distance.
"Run. He Yan suddenly roared. "The tree is alive. ”
I saw the rope bridge slowly shake, and the green needle-like leaves flew towards the four of them like dense arrows.
Qin Lang, He Yan, and Changying maintained Zixuan in the middle, and the three of them kept waving the weapons in their hands to resist the arrows. Countless needles fell around them, like broken steel needles.
Qin Lang gasped a few times, and the sword in his hand continued to rotate to form a transparent sword qi layer around Zi Xuan, and then a continuous palm force slapped out, and Zi Xuan flew out in front of him. He resisted some of the needles and arrows for He Yan, and let He Yan and Changying separate to protect Zixuan and go first.
Qin Lang's voice was undoubted, and he slapped out with a palm, and He Yan flew over with Zixuan.
They are best friends, and although there have been conflicts before, this moment has dissipated without a trace.
Qin Lang continued to resist the needle rain while advancing, his clothes were stained with bright blood, and he was obviously stabbed by the rain of swords, but the sharp needles had no intention of stopping.
His breathing was getting heavier and heavier, his body was already injured, and his physical strength could not last long.
At this time, a fresh vine suddenly shot out from the darkness in front of him, and He Yan's voice came along with the vine, "Catch it." ”