Chapter 47: The Sacrifice of the Living

"Damn!" Han Chuang scolded secretly, drifted back the same way, and beckoned to Jin Sanfu: "What the hell did you do?

Jin Sanfu muttered in a low voice: "Who let you pass, didn't you rush out by yourself?"

Han Chuang's eyes flashed, and he said hatefully, "What did you say?"

Jin Sanfu immediately put away his indignant expression and said solemnly: "No-I didn't say anything, it's all my fault, it's all my fault." ”

With Han Chuang's subtle ability, he naturally knew what Jin Sanfu said, but he understood that Jin Sanfu couldn't be blamed for this, after all, if it wasn't for him, they could only stand here and be anxious.

Thinking of this, Han Chuang said: "There are still three steps, with my light body skills, I can directly cross over, so that I don't have to step on the stone slab so dangerous." ”

Jin Sanfu's face changed, and he said hurriedly: "Don't, don't, if the Earth Dragon Hellfire is so easy to break, it won't be called the Earthly Dragon Hellfire; ”

Jin Sanfu's explanation reminded Han Chuang of the infrared alarm used in the movie in his previous life, which is also inductive, as long as it is swept by the infrared rays, the alarm will automatically alarm, but this earth dragon fire is just a direct fire, and it does not give you any chance to live.

He groaned slightly, thinking that the two stones were indeed swallowed by tongues of fire before they could hit the ground, so he also believed eight points, and said, "How is that good?"

"Let me think of another way. Jin Sanfu said embarrassedly, in fact, he has exhausted his donkey skills, if his strength can reach the concentrating period, it can naturally be regarded as the next three steps, but he is a small role in the replenishment period.

Han Chuang shook his head and opened the subtlety, trying to devour the mystery of this mechanism, the ability of the martial soul was especially useful for living beings, but it had no effect on dead things, in his eyes, these stone tablets were exactly the same, there was no difference.

At this stalemate, Lin Ping suddenly spoke: "Let me try." ”

"Are you sure?" Han Chuang said.

Lin Ping hesitated for a moment and said, "It seems that I think of something, you can give it a try." In fact, when he saw the nine-square square, he thought of something, just a few vague fragments, but enough to take a few more steps.

Han Chuang walked up to Lin Ping, looked at the expressionless face, and said solemnly: "What I want is not to give it a try, but to be sure?"

He didn't want Lin Ping to take risks, if there had to be someone who took the risk, he would rather that person be himself.

Lin Ping shook his head, a smile appeared on his stiff face, the corners of his mouth were hooked, and he disappeared at the corner of his eyes, a smile that was easy for people to ignore, but Han Chuang saw it clearly.

"Don't worry, I'm measured. Lin Ping said.

Stepping on the grid, according to Han Chuang's original route, he walked to the end of the square, the same as Han Chuang just now, there are only the last three steps left, everyone knows the difficulty of the last three steps, Han Chuang held his breath, Jin Sanfu stared at Lin Ping intently, and Wusheng was so nervous that his upper and lower teeth kept trembling, making a "gurgling" sound.

"Left three, right four!" Lin Ping shouted, and his figure came out, an elegant undulation, two steps forward, lighting up two grids, and also relieved the others who were anxiously waiting.

"Okay, the last one. Han Chuang shouted loudly, and for some reason, he faintly felt uneasy.

Lin Ping wiped the sweat from his forehead, don't look at the firmness of his movement just now, the chic jumping, but in fact he was carrying huge psychological pressure, after all, no one wants to die, especially in this empty and cold place; the success of the first two steps is a flash of inspiration, but this last step really depends on luck.

There are nine in total, which is more difficult to choose than the nine-song series just now.

"Is it the third grid on the right?" Lin Ping's gaze fell on that grid, and a familiar feeling flashed in his heart, but he quickly shook his head, "No, it's not. He denied his answer.

"Is that the fifth grid from the left?" Lin Ping looked at this grid that was exactly the same as just now, and shook his head hesitantly.

Left or right, which one is it? He really couldn't tell the difference, and the memories that vaguely floated out of his mind ended here, leaving only a blank, a complete blank.

At this moment, there was an exclamation from behind him: "Han Chuang, what are you going to do!" When he looked back, he saw a black figure coming towards him, he subconsciously flashed, staggered half of his body, and the black shadow tapped the square he was standing on, and jumped up.

Yes - it was Han Chuang, just like he decided, if he wanted to gamble, the person who gambled could only be him, and the bet could only be his life.

Although the space of the square is not small, it is also difficult to accommodate two people to stand on it, and it seems not difficult to cross it, but it is not easy to settle on the right point.

If it weren't for Han Chuang's serpentine step, which had reached a certain level, he wouldn't have been able to do it at all, and the moment he staggered, he smiled at Lin Ping and said, "You just stay here, let me do the pathfinding thing." ”

Without waiting for Lin Ping to answer, he jumped to a square in front of him, in the center, there was no difference between left and right, and the bet was on the position of the dragon's head, which should be in the center, not left or right.

"Don't!"

Jin Sanfu and Wuming roared behind him, Lin Ping wanted to grab Han Chuang's clothes, but none of these could stop his determination to continue to move forward, stepping forward on the square, "pop", the slate sank, and all the sounds precipitated.

Tension, unparalleled tension, extraordinary tension turned into a silent silence - suddenly, like a pebble being thrown into the heart of the river, rippling a ripple.

The light suddenly brightened, a sharp dragon roared past, and a dragon shadow rose from under his feet, swirling in mid-air, and burrowed into the stone statue directly in front of him.

The ground shook like an earthquake, and Jin Sanfu shouted, "Get over quickly!"

Several figures took off at the same time, and with a sound of "Peng", the ground began to crack, and the cracks spread all the way from the surface of the checkered plate, at first there were only a few stout ones, and later, the fine branches spread all over the entire Nine Palace Plate, until finally, the gaps were like spider webs, and the nine disks were divided into pieces of irregular pieces.

With a "boom", the ground completely collapsed, stirring up a cloud of dust, while Han Chuang and the others floated in front of the stone statue, and the sharp stone sword was hanging above their heads.

Han Chuang's gaze stopped on the skeleton leaning against the stone statue, just now, he had a feeling that this skeleton was actually alive, ridiculous, but Han Chuang swore - he felt it.

Jin Sanfu gasped, patted Han Chuang's shoulder, and said to him, "Don't look at it, it's not a sword ghost." ”

Han Chuang said, "How do you know?"

Jin Sanfu smiled, "Have you forgotten the characteristics of a swordsman?" he pointed to the skeleton's finger and said, "Look where he looks like a swordsman." ”

Han Chuang smiled dumbly, as Jin Sanfu said, this palm is by no means the palm of a swordsman, the index finger and thumb phalanx used to hold the sword to exert force are not worn at all, but the metacarpal bones are seriously worn, and the force is born underground, and the soles of the feet will be worn out after long-term martial arts practice, but this skeleton is not, which shows that he is not even a skilled martial artist.

"Not archers. Deathless clearly saw this, adding, "Neither the fingertips nor the chin are frayed." "Practicing the bow and arrow for a long time can cause wear and tear on the fingertips and jaw, and this skeleton does not either.

Jin Sanfu circled around it and said with a smile: "If I guess wrong, it is the person who entered this tomb before us, and it is also the formation mage who laid the phantom array on the periphery of the tomb. ”

Han Chuang shook his head and said disapprerovingly, "Where do you know?"

Jin Sanfu hurriedly walked up to the skeleton, pointed to the inconspicuous black jade pendant hanging from his neck, and said, "This thing is called the Jade Broken Soul Crystal, which is the material used by the array mage to set up the array, and the wear and tear of the metacarpal bones is due to the long years of holding the compass," while explaining, he learned the movement of the formation mage holding the compass.

"But don't forget, that formation mage has only been in for a short time, and this person has already ossified and looks like he has been dead for a long time. Deathless retorted.

Jin Sanfu shook his finger and said with a smile: "That's not right, he didn't die for long, at most a month." ”

As if he had heard a big joke, Wu Ming laughed out loud: "Don't be kidding, you and I haven't seen a corpse that has been dead for a month?

Jin Sanfu sighed twice and said with disdain: "Normally, it is impossible, but you only know one and don't know the other." Raising his eyes to look at the stone statue of the sword ghost, he said slowly: "If I guessed correctly, there is only one reason why he rushed here on purpose. ”

"What?" said the lifeless.

Jin Sanfu smiled sympathetically, and spit out a word in his mouth: "Sacrifice!"

Sacrifice, an extremely sensitive word, sacrifice has been spread since ancient times, legend has been said in the flood era, the ancients will use the living to sacrifice to the heavens, in order to adjust the wind and rain, to now, the sacrifice of the living is rare, more people choose to sacrifice with three animals.

However, the sacrifice that Jin Sanfu said in his mouth must not be an ordinary thing such as the sacrifice of three animals, but a human sacrifice.

A cold air rose from the soles of his feet, and at this moment, even Han Chuang didn't speak, and subconsciously let go of the skeleton a few steps, for fear of getting something unclean.

He carefully examined the surface of the stone statue, and its appearance was black, not like a rock, but when he touched it with his hands, it was hard and strong, as if it were made of pig iron.

Frowning tightly, holding his chin with his hand, he pondered for a moment, and said to Jin Sanfu: "What is the sacrifice you are talking about?" Although he is a child of a family, he has been sent to the Qingzhu Sect to practice martial arts since he was a child, and his knowledge is far inferior to Jin Sanfu, and what he asked is not why the sacrifice came about, but why someone would sacrifice his life here.

Jin Sanfu nodded knowingly, and replied: "After the fall of the martial artist in the condensation period, the spiritual consciousness will not dissipate immediately, but will be hidden in the martial soul until the energy is exhausted; ”

He pointed to the skeleton on the ground and said, "If I guess correctly, the purpose of this person is to awaken the spiritual consciousness of the sword ghost hidden in the martial soul, as for the means-" sneered twice, "Naturally, it is a blood sacrifice." ”

Everyone didn't expect that the Evil Moon Sect still had such evil methods, and they were shocked, and at this time, a fluttering Yin Owl laugh came out from all directions: "Hahaha, I didn't expect that there are still people in Yunzhou who know about the Evil Moon Blood Sacrifice, I wanted to leave you a way to live, but now it seems that you can't stay." ”

Han Chuang's eyes flashed, and he shouted at Jin Sanfu who was stunned: "Be careful!"

Jin Sanfu subconsciously turned to one side, and felt a pain in his chest, covered it with his hand, and his palm was wet, and he knew that it was blood without looking at it.

When he was still stunned, Han Chuang jumped in front of him, stared coldly ahead, and said lightly: "Come out, I have already found you." ”

Everyone followed his gaze and looked in amazement, only to see that the void shook like water ripples, and a dark shadow appeared in front of them.

The long sword was unsheathed, pointing at the shadow, and Han Chuang said coldly, "Who are you?"

"Hahahaha, who am I?

The skeleton that was originally lying on the ground suddenly burst out, and a palm print towards Han Chuang's heart.