Everyone walked over around the fire in a trance, was silent for a long time, looked at the familiar environment around them, looked at each other without saying a word, and they were a little unable to come back to their senses.

Zhang Haixing's eyes stared directly at the bronze door not far behind her, she was a little unable to tell whether the current situation was still in the illusion, she couldn't find the critical point between the real and the unreal.

In order to truly break the illusion, she must capture the barrier that separates the illusion, which means that she must find the medium of time when she first entered the illusion.

She was the first to speak to break the silence, and quietly tested Zhang Qixun, "The bronze door is in front of us, how are we going to get in later?" ”

Zhang Qixun didn't say anything, just got up and walked in the direction of the bronze gate.

Everyone looked at each other, and subconsciously stood up and followed him.

But when he was about to approach the corpse grass, he was blocked by Zhang Qixun raising his hand, he glanced at Zhang Haixing lightly, and said to everyone: "I don't want to fall into another hallucination, just wait here honestly." ”

Wu Xie and the fat man squeezed each other's eyes, and the two of them understood, made anxious expressions, and watched Zhang Qixun step by step into the corpse grass group.

Zhang Qixun's footsteps were very light, as if he was stepping on a cloud and drifting in.

Soon they realized that this was not an illusion, and that something was squirming under the corpse grass behind Zhang Qixun, as if it was about to crawl out.

The stone crevices around the blades of grass were also constantly releasing gray mist, and Zhang Qixun's figure was gradually obscured by the floating clouds.

Zhang Haixing and the others were afraid that the mist coming out of the cracks in the stones where the corpse grass grew was poisonous, so they hurriedly covered their mouths and noses and retreated.

Countless slender tentacle shadows flickered in the mist, like ghosts interspersed in it.

Wu Xie looked at it closely, only to find that it was the stem stalk used to reproduce under the corpse grass, squeezing through the white bones at the root, growing out suddenly, and the red thin threads were entangled and woven into a huge blood net at a rapid speed, becoming denser and denser, turning into a large blood pill that kept wriggling.

The white and yellow stems and leaves are dotted like stars, and the entangled bloodshot is strangely unprovoked and has a bit more beauty.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in amazement, they had fallen into the hallucination too quickly before, and they had never had time to feel that such a change would occur in the corpse grass.

The fat man's eyes widened, and he hurriedly gave Wu Xie a look, isn't that the script that was discussed before?

Seeing Zhang Qixun's figure being engulfed in a large area of red, Wu Xie's heart couldn't help but be abrupt, but seeing Zhang Qixun's walking posture calmly in front of him showed that he had a spectrum of this situation in his heart, maybe these spores suddenly skyrocketed because he made it, no matter what, this play must continue to be performed.

Although his heart was also anxious, Wu Xie still gave the fat man a look back to signal him to rest assured, don't let Zhang Haixing and the others see the flaws.

The expression on Feng's face was frightened with a hint of undetectable abruptness, looking at the crazy growth of corpse grass, it seemed that he thought of something, but he didn't say it, just hugged the backpack in his hand, and his eyes were fixed on the big blood mass that was constantly wriggling and growing.

Zhang Haixing keenly caught the unusual emotional fluctuations, her eyes flashed, she remembered the mysterious small pagoda and rhino horn candle that Feng took out from her body in the previous illusion, as well as Feng's own understanding of the bronze door, and she couldn't help but have some thoughts in her heart.

The current scene was already different from what she had seen before, and Zhang Haixing made up her mind that as long as Bai Ci could take out the ghost seal from the corpse grass, she would immediately find an excuse to hand over the news.

In fact, she already suspected in her heart that the reason for the previous hallucinations was that the bell hidden in the grass was the introduction, and the second was inseparable from the bronze door itself.

A long time ago, their Wang family already knew that the things in the bronze gate had an autonomous consciousness, and the level of understanding of this consciousness was very huge, and the heavenly endowment was the way it communicated with humans.

The previous hallucinations were too real, and she had reason to suspect that what she was seeing was exactly what the Celestial Gift wanted her to perceive, and the Celestial Confer had connected her consciousness to it, and it was very likely that the attack on her in the door was one of the things she was looking for this time.

Thinking of this, Zhang Haixing's heart was faintly excited, and her eyes stared at the direction of the bronze door.

Wu Xie, who had been observing her attentively, frowned slightly, and became more and more vigilant in his heart.

The bloodball was still expanding, and in just a few moments, it had expanded to almost occupy half of the cave's space, and Wu Xie and the others had to continue to retreat.

The fat man impatiently circled the ground, "That kid has been in for so long, why hasn't he come out?" I won't let this blood pill be eaten. ”

"Probably not." Wu Xie replied ambiguously, and hesitated, "Wait another ten minutes, if not, we will find a way to burn all these corpse grass." ”

"Okay." The fat man immediately nodded.

"I don't need you to burn it." Zhang Haixing, who was on the side, suddenly spoke, pointed to the blood pill and said, "It's already burning." ”

“？” The fat man didn't hear clearly, "What's the commotion?" ”

As soon as the words fell, a loud explosion exploded, and everyone's ears buzzed along with the surrounding caves, and the scorching breath swept towards them.

Everyone was rushed backwards and fell over, and Wu Xie rolled on the ground in a daze for several laps before he stabilized his body, and hurriedly looked up over there.

The firelight completely reddened the entire cave, and the huge wall-like blood pills had been scattered into countless pieces, burning along with the corpses below.

In the firelight, a black shadow stepped on the hot air and walked out of the middle quickly, and raised the things in his hand at them, "I got it." ”

Wu Xie suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, quickly got up from the ground, and saw that Zhang Qixun's body was unscathed, and asked while patting off the burnt blood on his body, "You put the fire?" ”

Zhang Qixun nodded and explained: "Before you were lying inside, the fresh blood qi had already triggered the reproduction behavior of the corpse grass, if you didn't burn it, the spores would explode when they swelled to a certain extent, and the spores would burst into your body like bullets, piercing into the skin, and in less than three minutes, you could be injected into an empty shell." ”

"Take a closer look at the exposed skin on your body for abrasions, if there are any, we have to wrap it up, and then we will have to go over the rest of the corpse grass, this spores are smaller than the tip of a needle, and after getting into your flesh, you have to grow to the thin chopsticks to detect it, and at that time it has already penetrated into your internal organs, and it will break when you prune, and you have to have surgery to get it."

Hearing him say this, Wu Xie couldn't help but think of the kind of mycelium that was grown from a human head and looked like hair that he had seen in the West Girl's Cave, and that thing would also be attracted by fresh blood, and the thing in front of him was estimated to be a variety with similar attributes.

The fat man fluttered the scorched earth in his hair and glanced at the corpse grass that was gradually extinguishing the fire, "The thousand-year-old Bodhisattva and the eight-thousand-year-old king, such a big fire can't be cleaned, so let's just change the name of this thing to Xiaoqiangcao." ”

"Wildfires can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows, this thing can't be killed, and what is burned is only a part of the spores that are about to take shape."

Zhang Qixun put aside the things he took out, and also slapped his trouser legs, which also got a lot of stains when he just walked out of it.

Zhang Haixing looked at the familiar jade box, her breath stagnated, and then she immediately thought of something, "This ghost thing can't be what you planted here." (End of chapter)