"That'...... Why was this Ancestor able to enter the twenty-first layer without being teleported out? Zhang Sheng raised a key question.

"The core disciples of our Zhang clan have been studying this matter all along.

The Ancestor died quickly, leaving no more last words.

The study was slow to advance from the start.

That is, it was not until my father, your uncle's generation, through extremely careful research, that he slowly came up with a conjecture.

This ancestor was born with a fiery body, and he had a high fever for seven consecutive days, and he was about to die.

At that time, it was not uncommon for babies to die young, and since their parents were only an inconspicuous side branch of the family, few people cared.

Seeing that he could not survive and was about to bury him, a homeless man who was watching the excitement ran over and reminded him that this child looked like the legendary body of fire, and his lungs were on fire and his heart was on fire, and he killed himself.

However, if you can find the corpse beads of someone close to you and put them in it, you may be able to leave a life.

Coincidentally, a few days before this ancestor was born, his grandmother had just passed away and was still in seven-day silence.

In order to prevent corpse mutation, he held a corpse bead in his mouth.

His father and mother would rather believe it, took out the corpse bead from his grandmother's mouth and put it in his belly.

This ancestor really survived like this, and his grandmother was cremated that day. ”

Zhang Fu said slowly.

"So, that corpse bead is the key?" Zhang Sheng speculated.

"It's also possible that his fiery body is the key." Wu Wei touched his chin and said.

"Not bad." Zhang Fu said: "The specific conditions that will work in the end are not yet known, and I am not completely sure." But on the bright side, the worst outcome is to be teleported, and there will be no risk of life. ”

"But we ...... It's not a fire body, nor is it a corpse bead. Zhang Youyi reminded.

"The corpse bead is here." Wu Wei understood what Zhang Fu was going to do.

Zhang Fu nodded.

Zhang Youyi's face changed slightly, and he obviously thought of it: "Big brother, are we going to take out the corpse bead from that ancestor's belly?" This...... I'm afraid it's disrespectful! ”

"Although he is the ancestor of my Zhang family, he is just a zombie now."

Zhang Fu said without any waves: "If this ancestor knew that he could still contribute to the Zhang family after his death, he would also be gratified to think of it." ”

"Little sister, think about it, there are miracles on the top ten floors! Legend has it that a person in Dazhai witnessed a miracle thousands of years ago, and this is the beginning of the belief in the great god of remnant yin. This is an opportunity that you can never find in this life! Zhang Sheng said with some fiery agitation.

Zhang Youyi opened his mouth, but he was speechless after all.

"Without further ado. We need to find the ancestor first. After finding it, we will first force it into a corner, and then according to our previous plan, trap it in a Qiankun cloth bag and kill it, and then take out the corpse beads. ”

Zhang Fu took out five portraits from his arms and handed them to everyone.

Zhang Youyi silently glanced at the portrait in the painting, and walked away in a low voice.

"Look a few floors up there, too." Zhang Fu commanded.

The crowd dispersed.

Wu Wei saw that Zhang Youyi was already searching on this layer, and went directly to the eleventh layer.

He walked up the steps, glanced out as he passed the empty window.

Huh.

Outside, there were billowing cyan clouds, and nothing else was in sight.

"Miasma ......"

Wu Wei's expression moved slightly, a little surprised.

The Tower of Babel is three zhang high on each floor, and 30 zhang on the 10th floor.

Converted to the unit of the previous life, it is only about 100 meters above the ground, and it is impossible to be on par with this miasma.

Shocked, he anxiously tilted his head out of the empty window and tried to poke his head out.

Before he stretched out, there was a rumbling and violent gust of wind in his ears, and the sound exploded like thunder.

A spirit all over his body, he retracted his head in fear.

At a distance of 100 meters on the ground, there is no way that such a violent wind will occur.

Something went wrong.

He clung to the edge of the empty window, his face cloudy.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I looked back in some shock.

Look up at the ceiling.

On the tenth floor, there are a total of 220 scratches.

The mystery that has been haunting my mind since the beginning of entering the tower seems to have finally found a solution.

What if these scratches of unknown meaning represent the actual number of layers of this layer?

It sounds a little absurd, after all, this floor of the Tower of Babel was all walked up by them personally.

The Tower of Babel has only 30 floors, and it is also the public opinion of Dazhai for thousands of years.

But...... But!

If you put these aside, let's do some mental math.

Each floor is three zhang, and two hundred and twenty floors are six hundred and sixty zhang, which is converted into a unit in the previous life, about two kilometers or more.

It is the height at which the miasma clouds and gangfeng are located.

Wu Wei swallowed.

Outside of Tarita, which side to believe?

When he was in a thousand troubles, Zhang Youyi didn't know when he hurriedly ran down from the upper floor, and said in a low voice: "Brother Wu Wei, hurry, that ancestor has been found." ”

"Okay." Wu Wei put away his thoughts, followed behind Zhang Youyi, and climbed all the way up.

The fifteenth floor of the Tower of Babel.

Zhang Fu and his twin brothers mingled in the zombie pack, intentionally or unintentionally moving closer to a tall and thin zombie.

The zombie was empty-handed, and found no treasure.

On the contrary, the abdomen was raised high, which was in stark contrast to its emaciated body.

Zhang Youyi and Wu Wei emerged from the steps below.

Seeing that the two of them had arrived, Zhang Fu also gave them a look.

The two of them will understand and approach the tall and thin zombie from the opposite direction.

These zombies are not very intelligent, and if someone stands in the way, they will only continue to roam in the opposite direction.

Zhang Fu and the others deliberately blocked its route and gradually forced it into a corner.

The five of them faintly showed the trend of encircling it.

The tall and thin zombie broke through left and right, but they were all blocked back, and a trace of doubt finally appeared in their cloudy eyes.

"It's now!"

Zhang Fu said in a low voice.

Zhang Youyi held the wooden puppet in his hand, and used his divine power, and suddenly round wooden pillars rose from the ground, forming a semicircle with the stone wall, surrounding the zombie and the five people.

"Ancestor, offended!"

Zhang Sheng and Zhang Ze threw out a golden dry bag, and the other threw a silver kun bag.

The two Qiankun bags swelled in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, they became human-sized, and in one fell swoop, the zombie was firmly encased in two layers.

The whole process went smoothly, and I was worried that the tall and thin zombie would make a sound, but I didn't expect it to be so smooth.

After entering the Qiankun bag, no matter how the zombie struggles, screams, and wails, there will be no movement.

On the contrary, the more he struggles, the tighter the Qiankun bag shrinks, and in the end he will only squeeze himself into a pulp.

Zhang Wei glanced at Wu Wei and frowned when he saw him hiding far away, with his arms folded on his chest and watching from the sidelines.

Decided to take matters into his own hands.

Carrying the divine power, the dozen or so small skulls hanging around the neck flashed on the surface.

The three little skulls flew out and went straight into the bag.

The originally static Qiankun bag suddenly twisted and deformed.

These are three little skulls gnawing at the corpse of the ancestor of the Zhang family one bite at a time.

It is estimated that it will not be long before it will be gnawed to the point of no slag.