Chapter 63: The Cave (4)
Murong Zhi pulled out the broken gold knife from my waist and cut off a piece of meat from my thigh. The intense pain forced me out of my paralyzed state. Her will is stronger than mine, and she has withstood the influence of the Demon Eye.
The fireflies that were stationed in front had already been blown away by the demon wind.
I endured the pain and rushed forward, raising my hand and sending five thunderbolts into the yellow-like eyes of the dust-eating insects. One thunderball missed, sparking sparks on the Dust Eater's Shadow Scale Armor, and four shot into the eye.
With a devil's cry, his eyeballs fell, and the shadow scales slammed down on the stone steps.
Behind me there was the sound of gold and iron intersecting. It turned out that two more dust-eating insects came out of the ground where I was standing and bit at Murong Zhi. Her thunder spell couldn't be issued as casually as I wanted, and she could only use her blade to block it in a hurry - the shell of the dust-eating insect was as hard as the broken gold knife, and not a single scar was cut, and Murong Zhi just used the knife momentum to sweep the two insects on the periphery.
But a third worm came out from under her feet, and this one opened its red, bloody eyes.
"Poof!" Murong Zhi's other alfonson pierced directly into the eye of the worm, resulting in one.
Her anger burst out.
"Bo Bo Bo. Bobo. β
Six more dust-eating insects poured out from the stone steps on either side and approached her.
The Dust Eater moved in anger and locked its target on her.
In just five breaths, she and I were separated by dust-eating insects, which knew the art of war.
Six dust-eating insects flew down from the top of the corridor, blocking me from coming back to help.
"Bell. Clang. Bells. Bell, bell, bell. β
Her people were all overwhelmed by dust-eating insects, and all I could hear was the increasingly urgent clash of metal.
Six dust-eating insects entangled me so much that I couldn't go any further.
After a few more breaths, she couldn't hold on.
I let out a third of my own qi, and I didn't care whether the dust insects opened their eyes or not, and the bead-like thunder beads continued to erupt like two long rainbows, and the electric fire flew one after another, and the scales of the insects and the broken eyeballs kept falling to the ground, and a road was cleared by me.
Eight puppy-like bugs encircled Murong Zhi.
Two electric spears are now in my hands. With an electric spear in one hand, the four dust-eating insects that were enveloping Murong Zhi were turned into meatballs on meat skewers by me in one go, and the burnt taste of the insects and the thick green juice were squeezed out by the electric spear.
I shook the electric spear, and the four insect corpses fell to the ground, and then stabbed down a dust-eating insect that opened its indigo ghost eyes. Another electric spear brushed horizontally towards the remaining three, and the three dust-eating insects seemed to have broken their galls and shrank into the stone wall of the tunnel in panic.
I started slowly, but I brushed the tail of the last fleeing dust-eating worm, most of the worm's body was submerged in the stone wall, and the small half of the abdomen was swept down by my electric spear, and I could see clearly the hideous eyeballs hidden in the insect's belly.
The stone bricks on my electric spear squeaked and smoked, and the tofu was crispy, turned into crumbs, and sprinkled on the ground.
I can't believe it, I'm holding this artifact in my hand! If it weren't for my natal energy, would my bones and flesh melt away when they touched this powerful electric spear?) οΌ
I had the audacity to touch the tip of the spear with the tip of my finger, and it felt like being licked by the tip of a kitten's tongue.
It's one with me, that's how I really feel.
- After ten breaths, two electric spears vanished.
There was a deathly silence in the corridor. There are more than a dozen fireflies that haven't been extinguished yet, and they still provide us with light.
In this wave of attack, we killed thirteen dust-eating insects and escaped three.
It's just a temptation for a dust-eating bug, I judge.
Murong Zhi's coat was torn open several times, but fortunately, her pretty face was untraced, and her limbs were fine. She simply ripped off her coat, revealing the vest inside. Then she applied the finest gold gun medicine to my injured leg and bandaged it with the torn clothes.
The first time I was scared stupid by the demon eyes of the dust-eating insects, I was too bad, and I won't do it again next time - but the first time Wang Qinian saw the dust-eating insects, wasn't he also shocked by the demon eyes?
Counting it, my watch is by no means rotten.
"After this bandage, the taste of your blood is at most a little bit clear, and if we use it again, it will be invisible again. The insects are going to attack again, so we have to keep our eyes open, and we will smash them with thunder beads. β
Murong Zhi: These are words of encouragement to me.
While taking Tsukidan to replenish my vitality, I turned my eyes to the future countermeasures.
This time, I used the biggest hole card electric spear to kill less than ten bugs in seconds, and the time of invincibility was only ten breaths.
Although the other party is a worm, from what he just said, his intelligence is no less than that of a human, and the next time it retargets us, it will most likely rush to us. For a certain price (based on my first experience, I can probably kill thirty or forty with an electric spear in ten breaths), and they can eat us completely.
Thunder beads are not good for insects that don't open their eyes, just now it took nearly fifty thunder beads to kill six, and I can only shoot two hundred for a while when I release it with all my strength.
I scratched my head and thought that I was going to develop more magical powers on the electric spear.
If you attach the fire spell to the electric spear, it can be turned into a thunder musket, and the two wielding them together are the thunder and fire twin guns (I can't think of a good name for a while, so I can use it in the corridor for the time being, and I will polish it when I can come back alive), and two large fan-shaped flames can be released to turn my attack area into a large circle.
Ah, good idea, I'll try it when I regain my vitality.
I caught a glimpse of Murong Zhi wearing deerskin gloves and picking at the shells of dust insects in the corridor.
"What is this for?" I asked.
"The Shadow Scale Armor of the Dust Eater can resist the slash of the mid-grade blade, and I want to collect it and make myself a Shadow Scale Armor in the future, which should be at the level of the mid-grade armor. Materials that cannot be used can be sold later on Dejima. β
Yes, the storm is weakening, and soon it will disappear without a trace, and we will be able to leave Baiyun Township easily.
But where do you go?
......
The war is over for the time being, and the dust eaters don't know that they have never appeared.
I'm more and more convinced that the Dust Eaters are planning a showdown to choose a suitable location to annihilate us cleanly.
Having had the experience of facing the enemy for the first time, we no longer dared to separate ourselves, but kept a close distance of an arm's length between the front and the rear. In this long and narrow corridor, no matter which direction the dust-eating insects attack from, at most only a dozen or so can be squeezed, and we can withstand it.
It shouldn't be stupid enough to use a refueling tactic here.
At first, Murong Zhi and I were still anxious and wary, but after figuring out this truth, we put our minds at ease.
With the experience of tongue entanglement, my relationship with Murong Zhi became weird.
Chatting in this uninhabited corridor can certainly strengthen people's courage, but what we talk about seems to be a vast sky, and the essence is to avoid something.
Judging from the clock, it took us fourteen hours to reach the end of the corridor, and we took turns pranayama for several hours.
The corridor is connected to a solemn hall, which makes people suddenly open up.
The fireflies shone out of the stone trough where the torch was placed, and my fingers touched the liquid in the stone trough and sniffed curiously.
I was taken aback for a moment, it turned out to be the finest water benzoin, taken from the thousand-year-old agarwood wood of the Southern Wilderness, and it was a lighting thing that the aristocratic families of the imperial capital were reluctant to use at the ceremony.
I wiped the stone trough with a fire spell, and the fire went around a long circle along the stone trough, and the hall was all lit up, all of which were bright and intoxicating, and Murong Zhi's spirit and I were unconsciously a little stronger, and the fatigue of the day was miraculously eliminated.
Above us is a dome that wraps the earth like the sky, and the dome is arranged according to the stars of the Zhou Heaven, the sun and the moon, the north and south dipper, the five stars and the four stars, etc., all of which I have recognized in the astronomical books and sailing experiences. These stars shine like jewels β no, they are made of gems that are not found in the world!
I looked up and was dizzy.
There are also jewels left to me by my parents, which are rare treasures in the world, and can be exchanged for a scale of gold and silver on the black market, but compared to the gems on the dome, it is like a grain of rice shining like a pearl of the night.
The beauty of the dome gem is unearthly and breathtaking.
My mouth opened so hard that my saliva was pouring out, so I wiped the drooling off my hands.
"A robber!"
Although Murong Zhi laughed and scolded like this, I saw that she had finally broken free from the temptation of jewelry.
"You say, why didn't Wang Qinian pry off the jewels on the dome and stuff them into his own pocket? As a Jindan warrior, with a slight jump, such a high dome can be reachedβeven if it is brought back to the town to replenish military resources?"
I muttered to myself, and at the same time secretly glad that Wang Qinian's men were merciful and cheapened us descendants-well, he is a good man, and when I take off these jewels, I will also share a few of them on Wang Qinian's grave.
"The real gentleman from Confucianism cannot be moved by poverty and humility, and the rich and noble cannot be lewd, and these treasures are of course regarded as dung. What's more, there is nowhere to trade jewelry on the island, and he can't get rid of it when he pries it off - there is another reason, Confucian people respect the dead and relics, and will not do things that are easy to do: Wang Qinian is not a tomb robber. β
Murong Zhi directed my gaze to the twelve-sided stone niches in the main hall.
I had just been fascinated by the jewels on the dome, and after she reminded me, I now realized that there was a skeleton respectfully placed in each of the stone niches. The twelve-sided niche had eleven skeletons, and one niche was empty.
"Their ghosts must have run away. β
I have a hunch that these dead people are powerful people, and if the yin god does not disperse and attaches to the skeleton to make trouble, it will still cause us a lot of trouble.
But I thought about it, Wang Qinian also came once back then, and left unharmed. It's impossible for these eleven skeletons to suddenly be in a good mood today, jump down and joke with our two little children.
I saw Murong Zhi approaching a skeleton with a dagger in his hand, and he also hurried a few steps and stepped over in one step.
The flesh and blood of the skeleton had long since disappeared, and judging from the white bones, it was probably not self-decaying, but eaten by dust-eating insects. Murong Zhi knocked on the bones of the deceased like a kite, and blew on the bones, and the bones sounded a melodious and crisp sound. She took the blade of my broken gold knife and lightly knocked the deceased's ribs twice, but the bones only left shallow marks, and were not broken by this middle-grade divine soldier.
I remembered the skull she had examined on the stone tower of the South Island.
A word blurted out of my mouth,
"It's Jindan!"
Only the bones of Jindan people can be comparable to the hardness of the divine soldiers, and the golden body that surpasses the mortal soldiers is originally one of the inherent achievements of the Jindan.
Murong Zhi nodded, and she concocted and tested the bones of the other ten people according to the law, and then came to a conclusion:
"It's all Jindan cultivators. A cultivator who was killed in the exploration of the Fallen Star Mountain for 500 years. β
My scalp is a little numb, if I were one of these Jindan cultivators, I would definitely be angry and alive when I knew that this little girl would test her own bones after I died.
Wang Qinian is not a tomb robber, but Murong Zhi is.
After some searching, she added six rings on the deceased's finger bones to her rings.
- Yes, yes, I scavenged five more.
I fumbled for the mechanism on the five rings I had at hand, but I couldn't find the way, and I tried a few special ways to wipe the rings, but there was no response.
"You are doing this because you are asking for a fish, and the way in which the cultivators take the vows is different from the way we open and close the vows. β
"Please elaborate. β
I gritted the ring with my teeth and asked Murong Zhi inarticulately.
"The vows of cultivators are protected by the thoughts they attach, and outsiders can only open them with thoughts that are more than three times stronger. The most you can do is destroy the ring by external force, and the storage space inside will collapse. β
"Thoughts? Then I won't. Isn't the vows we have in our hands useless? What are you doing with so much charge?"
Murong Zhi glanced at me,
"Fool! you won't get out of the island and find someone to drive it!"
Her punch lines blew me up.