Chapter 45: Nine Songs
Looking in the direction of Han Chuang's gaze, Wuming saw more than a dozen night pearls hanging above his head, although the night pearls were precious, but Wuming didn't need expensive things, in the past, he only needed a bow, now he needed an arrow, an arrow to shoot down these night pearls.
"Shoot them, that's the power of the statue. β
Han Chuang's tone was extremely light, as if he had said something insignificant, but this was exactly the case, shooting down a few night pearls was insignificant to lifelessness.
The same action of taking an arrow, setting up an arrow, drawing a bow, was repeated hundreds or thousands of times, but there was not the slightest disgust, let alone the stagnation caused by disgustβthe action was smooth and all in one go.
Whether the action is effective, he has no doubt, like a drill thousands or hundreds of times, the key is speed.
"Whoosh!whoosh!whoosh!...... search"
I couldn't tell how many bows and arrows were out of the string, but at last they joined together, and I didn't know that I had shot a total of twelve arrows, because there were twelve night pearls above my head.
The light dimmed, but there was still some light, coming from the front.
Han Chuang said, "You can go." β
Jin Sanfu stepped with his right foot, the posture was weird, this was not the posture he was used to, he was used to stepping with his left foot first, and people with his right hand were used to stepping with his left foot first, and then his right foot slowly followed;
The stone statue is in front of him, but how long will it take to follow him?
Of course, these stone statues were dangerous, and of course he knew that if he took one more step, he would be in danger, so he stopped, put his left foot on the ground, and his right foot was in the air, and stopped moving.
"Is there really a problem?" he asked.
Han Chuang replied, "Of course, trust me. A gentle voice always gives people a sense of security, but this time it didn't, and Jin Sanfu still felt the danger.
This step was not a big one, but he walked for a long time, and his right foot was hanging in the air, and he did not fall for a long time.
"Trust me, step over. β
It's this voice again, damn it, why would I believe him?
Calculation is Jin Sanfu's specialty, but these stone statues are something he can't calculate, if Han Chuang is wrong, what will happen to him? Will he die? Or will he be hit by a few swords, and then he will be rescued, he doesn't know.
His heart was beating faster, his blood was colder, his hands were colder, his palms were colder, and what didn't change was his right foot hanging in the air.
The breeze was blowing, scraping his cheeks, it hurt a little, and a figure surpassed him, it was Lin Ping, the owner of the blood-drinking mad knife, he passed leisurely, through those stone statues, the danger did not happen, everything was calm, Jin Sanfu took a long breath, his sore right leg touched the ground, and a cold air penetrated the soles of his shoes.
The statue didn't move, it didn't move when he came.
After passing through these cold, lifeless, and still stone statues, Han Chuang and the others could finally take a long breath, but even so, their nervous hearts did not relax in the slightest.
In front of him was a smooth road, nine caves lined up, lined up in front of Han Chuang and the others, the same emptiness, the same silence, like dead silence.
Jin Sanfu spat on the ground, and said hatefully: "Nine songs and chains, there is life in death, I hate this kind of thing." β
The person who designed this tomb may not know how to form a formation, but he is very clever enough to make use of this naturally formed wonder and make the most difficult formation.
The so-called formation is just a combination of some mathematical theories, and it is easy to crack it if you know the method directly, but the nine-song chain in front of you is different, and there is only one way to crack it - gambling luck.
Jin Sanfu has never disdained to gamble, and with the golden abacus martial soul who "knows the destiny of heaven", he doesn't need to gamble, but this time, he has to gamble.
"I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?" Jin Sanfu said with a smile, the fat on his face was accumulated together, like a big walnut.
But at this moment, no one was in the mood to laugh at this smile, everyone felt the strangeness of the nine caves in front of them, especially Han Chuang, who even faintly heard a shout.
Han Chuang said casually: "Whatever, listen to the good news first." β
Jin Sanfu shrugged his shoulders and said, "The good news is that this is the last one to trap, after this nine-song chain, we will reach the tomb, I think the answer we want is in the tomb." β
"What about the bad news?"
Jin Sanfu smiled stiffly and said: "Bad news, bad news is that I can't crack this nine-song chain." β
Han Chuang frowned and said, "Don't you claim to be able to 'know the destiny of heaven'?"
Jin Sanfu smiled bitterly: "You also said that it was a 'title', since it is a title, naturally there are times when it can't be calculated, such as this nine-song serial ......"
He shook his head as he spoke.
Han Chuang said, "What's wrong with the Nine Songs Chain?" took a step forward, and the voice of the call became more and more obvious.
Jin Sanfu said: "This is a naturally formed formation, and it is not something that my current ability can crack." In fact, there's no way to crack it, you just gamble. β
Han Chuang shook his head with a smile and said, "My gambling luck has always been bad. β
Jin Sanfu spread his hands and said: "Then there is no way, to get out of this nine-song chain, unless you are particularly lucky, among these nine holes, only one is a way of life, and the other eight are all dead ends." β
The opportunity to choose one of the nine is not big, but in the face of life and death, no one can handle it calmly.
Han Chuang's face changed and said, "Is there no other way?"
Jin Sanfu shook his head, "Unless my strength reaches the contemplation stage." β
All eyes were on Wu Ming, who had run out of energy and could only rely on luck if they wanted to go on, but the villagers who were conservative about the drought had no choice, and if they didn't find out what was going on, the villagers would be dead sooner or later.
"Forward or backward, it's up to you, we won't have an opinion. Han Chuang said, after speaking, his eyes blazing at the nine almost identical caves in front of him.
There will always be countless obstacles on the way to martial arts cultivation, and the real strong person does not avoid them, but crosses them, or even crushes them, and tramples all the obstacles under his feet.
If he retreats today, he will definitely leave a knot in his heart that cannot be untied, and it will become the biggest obstacle to his entry into the supreme martial arts.
So he hopes to go on without his life, doesn't he still have a one-in-nine chance? Although Han Chuang had bad luck, it was in the past, and after losing so much, he would win one time, wouldn't he?
Wuxing gritted his teeth and said, "You wait here, I'll choose a way, if I can't get out, I'll take the villagers to move to other places." β
He glanced at Jin Sanfu deeply and added, "Young Master of the Jin family, I know you have that ability. After speaking, he walked to the entrance of the cave, and the same cold wind blew from the nine holes, and he stood in the center of the cold wind without his life, and his hair was slightly open.
A palm patted his arm, and a voice came from behind him: "If you want to bet, let's bet together, it's good to have a companion on Huangquan Road." β
Wuxing turned his head and just looked at Han Chuang's smiling face, as gentle as ever, tears swirling in the eyes of this strong man.
"Although I never gamble, I don't mind gambling with you. Lin Ping took a step forward, the martial spirit appeared, and the blood was filled, "I also figured out how I got the Blood Drinking Madness Knife." β
"You're all crazy! a bunch of crazy people! a 1 in 9 chance! it's a 1 in 9!" Jin Sanfu yelled up and down, and with his ball-like figure, it looked particularly funny.
Three eyes converged on him, his voice getting lower and lower until it was finally undetectable.
He shouted: "Okay, okay, the three of you are all angry, can't I afford to gamble?" stepped forward and stood side by side with the three of them, "I am the eldest young master of the Jin family, and the stakes are much bigger than yours!"
Han Chuang shook his head and said jokingly: "Don't forget, I am also the young master of the Han family." β
Jin Sanfu scoffed and said, "Your young master is also a false name, will you be willing to inherit the Han family?"
Han Chuang smiled and shook his head, his goal was to impact the martial arts, and he really had no intention of inheriting the Han family.
"Okay, okay, anyway, let's just bet together, nine holes, one to choose one, or one to walk together. β
Wuming raised his eyebrows and said, "Of course we will go together, we will live together, and we will die together - but we should choose that hole, I think the middle one is good." β
Jin Sanfu glanced at him and said, "Do you choose feng shui?" If it is pleasing to the eye, choose it, and tell you that from the outside, these holes are exactly the same, and you can only gamble on luck." β
"Probably not. Han Chuang's eyes flashed, and he pointed to the second cave and said, "Believe me, just take this road." β
His eyes were slightly closed, and the call in his ears became clearer.