Chapter 167 Life hangs by a thread
After looking at the murals on the walls, Ren Xiao and the others continued to move forward. After turning a doorway, the situation in front of me changed somewhat. The straight road is lined with two columns of heavily armed statues.
"Wow! It feels like a welcome!" Ren Xiao walked forward, observing the statues on both sides. The expressions of the lifelike statues are very realistic, everyone has a serious face, but what is even more amazing is that each of these statues is a little different, as if they are real people.
"The carving skills of people in the past are so exquisite, if you put it in the world, you must be one of the best sculptors in the world!" Wutong couldn't help but admire. "Do you feel that the face part of these statues is more delicate and realistic than other places?" Ren Xiao was a little puzzled, obviously the human face was the most difficult part, but the most difficult part was also the most subtle part, but those relatively simple places were much rougher.
Ren Xiao couldn't help but be curious and wanted to touch these statues, but was stopped by Wutong in time, and said, "Can't you accept your curiosity? Ren Xiao showed an apologetic smile on his face and said, "Hehe, I can't control my hands when I see these things." ”
"Hmph, if something happens again, I really don't care about you!"
Ren Xiao didn't take her words to heart at all, pulled out the black knife from his back, and stabbed the statue with the tip of the knife. Wutong was completely speechless, this stinky boy was not allowed to touch it with his hands, so he changed to other things to satisfy his curiosity.
"Look, there's a situation!" Ren Xiao, who had just lightly stabbed the statue with the tip of his knife, noticed something unusual. Ren Xiao changed it to the handle of the knife, and then knocked it the statue, and as expected, the place where it was knocked was directly cracked, revealing a hollow.
"It turns out that it's empty inside!" Ren Xiao curiously leaned on the crack and looked at it. "How can it be empty? How do they carve it?" Sycamore wrinkled slightly every day, and he couldn't figure out how the original carver had done it.
"Wow, what smells so stinky!" Ren Xiao suddenly covered his nose and left the statue far away. Before Sycamore could take a closer look at the smell, his brain immediately recognized the smell, "It's the smell of rotting corpses!"
As soon as Wutong said this, Ren Xiao remembered that this smell was exactly the same as the smell of the corpse he had smelled in the Immortal Cave. "Could it be that there was a living person in this statue?" Ren Xiao only felt that his scalp was numb, and he didn't dare to imagine that such a thing as wrapping a person in a statue made him dare not imagine.
"No, this place has been around for hundreds of years, and this corpse should have been left with a skeleton a long time ago!" Ren Xiao pinched his nose.
"It seems that this is not as simple as a statue, if I guess correctly, these people were covered with a layer of terracotta figurines on the outside of their bodies when they were alive, and the reason why their faces are lifelike is because of the direct mud covering their faces! Refining the clay into terracotta figurines, the people inside should have been burned alive, because the seal is very tight, so there is no air to enter, these burned flesh has been inside the terracotta figurines, until you break it just now, it quickly comes into contact with the air, and it smells after oxidation. Wutong's explanation made Ren Xiao a little hard to believe.
"Then why are these people being placed in terracotta figurines?"
"Because terracotta figurines are preserved longer than corpses
Many, the ancients should have thought that terracotta figurines with human souls could replace people to permanently guard this place. However, this practice has only been seen in tombs, so why are there living terracotta figurines in this kind of warehouse?" Ren Xiao, who knew the truth about the terracotta figurines, didn't dare to look at these statues anymore, and when he walked among them, he always felt that these people were staring at him.
Soon the two of them came to the end of the road, which was blocked by a huge bluestone slab, and Ren Xiao didn't find the mechanism in the four places, so he said: "This is a dead end, we have to go back and find other intersections." Wutong stretched out his hand to signal Ren Xiao not to jump to conclusions too early, and then he leaned on the bluestone slab and listened, and said, "This slate is not very heavy, and the inside has been completely cracked, with our strength it should be enough to destroy it!"
Hearing Wutong say this, Ren Xiao let Wutong stand behind him, and then held the Miao black knife with both hands, and slashed hard, "Break the stone and slash!"
A flash of fire struck the slab, and the light spread like a crack in the slab. "Broken!" Ren Xiao said softly, and then the slate shattered into slag and scattered all over the ground.
The two walked through the broken stone slab into an octagonal room, each of which had a small room on all seven sides except the one in which they had entered. Ren Xiao came to the center of the room, and the stone slab under his feet was very flat, as if it had been carefully polished. Wutong looked around one by one in several small rooms and said, "This is an octagonal diagram, and it is rumored that those who have walked in will no longer be able to walk out alive." ”
Ren Xiao subconsciously looked in the direction he came in, fortunately, the entrance was still there, at least he still had a way out. "There's a sarcophagus in every room here!" Wutong told Ren Xiao about the situation in the room.
"This place is really a tomb! how can a good warehouse become a tomb?" Ren Xiao looked around the room, the surroundings were unremarkable, and there was nothing to attract attention. Wutong took out the map again at this time, and the description of the warehouse in the middle was very simple, far less complicated than what he experienced at this time, Ren Xiao began to question, "Are we really in the warehouse?" and began to try to remember what happened after falling asleep that night, but found nothing.
Wutong looked at the map carefully, and then said to Ren Xiao: "This is indeed a warehouse in the middle, and it is also a tomb!"
"What do you mean, I don't understand it at all!"
Wutong pointed to the middle warehouse on the map and said: "This is a mechanism warehouse, you look at these vague dotted lines, it should be the tomb after the change." Ren Xiao looked carefully, and sure enough, there were many blurred dotted lines, and Wutong pointed his finger to a straight passage again, and then said: "This should be the place we walked through just now, and these black dots should represent those statues." ”
"And where are we now?" Ren Xiao asked impatiently.
The place where Sycamore's finger crossed was indeed blank, and there was nothing. "What's going on? This room is not marked on the map at all!" At this time, there was a sudden sound of the stone slab cracking, and Ren Xiao and the others were looking around for the source of the sound, but there was no support under their feet in an instant, and the two of them fell down.
"Damn!" The moment he fell, Ren Xiao threw out the Miao black knife in his hand,
The black knife was stuck in a crack in the stone above, and he tightly grasped the iron chain attached to the back of the black knife in his hand, and firmly held the sycamore in his right hand. Wutong, whose face was flushed, wanted to struggle to break away from Ren Xiao's embrace, but heard Ren Xiao say in an irrefutable tone: "Don't move! Take a good look at what's underneath!"
Sycamore looked down and found that there was an abyss under his feet, and all the parts of the warehouse were suspended in mid-air except for the two sides on the convex platform of the cliff.
"Hold on to me, I'm going to climb up!" Ren Xiao's nose was right against Wutong's right face, and every breath he took was clearly felt by Wutong. Listening to Ren Xiao's words, Wutong slowly stretched out his hands and hugged Ren Xiao's waist tightly.
As soon as Ren Xiao exerted force in his hand, the Miao black knife stuck in the crack of the stone suddenly fell off, and the two of them quickly fell down again. In mid-air, Ren Xiao still remained calm, quickly withdrew the black knife in his hand, and then released his internal force to summon the sword soul, looking at the cliff on the side and flying the black knife out with all his strength.
The iron chain in his hand flew towards the edge of the cliff along with the black knife, and when he saw that the iron chain was not hiding, "bang!", the black knife with flames was deeply inserted into the cliff, Ren Xiao held the iron chain in his hand and swung towards the edge of the cliff, "Hold on, we're going to hit the cliff!" Wutong closed his eyes and hugged Ren Xiao tightly in his hand. Relying on the flames on his body, Ren Xiao saw the distance of the cliff clearly, and stretched out his feet to support himself and Wutong when he was about to collide.
After Wutong felt that his body had stabilized, he slowly opened his eyes, only to see Ren Xiao holding the iron chain with one hand, his face was covered with sweat, and his breathing became heavy. "Haha, now I know why there is no house on the map!" Ren Xiao smiled bitterly. Wutong's face was full of worry, and said, "What now, we can't go up and down!"
Ren Xiao looked up and down, and indeed as Wutong said, he was already in a dilemma. Looking at the more and more sweat on Ren Xiao's face, Wutong said: "You let go! If you only support yourself, you should be able to find a way to go up." Ren Xiao looked at Wutong, the other party's face was sincere, not mixed with a trace of emotion, which made Ren Xiao, who was fed up with the teasing, a little uncomfortable for a while, and said: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and think of a way!"
Although Wutong had let go of the hands that were holding Ren Xiao tightly, she clearly felt that Ren Xiao's left hand holding her had faintly increased its strength.
"Aha! It's so touching, even I was moved to tears!" Ren Xiao's voice appeared in his mind.
"Stinky bird, if you don't want to help me, forget it, and you're still in the mood to watch me laugh!"
"If you don't let go, how can I help you?"
"Let go, don't be kidding, let go of me, I'll die, don't you want to be buried in this abyss for the rest of your life?"
"Didn't you ask me to help you? My solution is for you to let go first!" Yan Que didn't pay any attention to Ren Xiao's anxious mood.
Soon, Ren Xiao had already reached the limit, and before getting out, Ren Xiao said to Wutong: "Do you regret it?" Wutong looked at Ren Xiao's eyes and said, "I don't regret it, it's just that you kid is cheap, not tortured to death by me!" The two looked at each other and smiled.
Finally, Ren Xiao was exhausted and the last piece of iron chain slipped from his hand. Ren Xiao and Wutong both fell into the abyss.
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