Chapter 295 Bronze Door!

"I seem to see the text of the Heavenly Book..."

Xiuhe pointed to the bottom of the place, "What does this mean? How did you write the word "Shishu"?"

"Then we go up, the further we are from these secrets."

Ye Qing and Xiuhe turned their heads at him at the same time, as if they were looking at mentally retarded.

This layer is very empty, and a series of clear footprints appear on the ground, leading to the darkness.

Follow the footprints and the footprints circled around, as if they were looking for a way, but what is strange is that in every small section, a small circle will appear with their feet.

Xiuhe stared at the small circle and rubbed her chin: "What do you think is this?"

"Go to your uncle, your lungs are about to be rotten and you are still quarreling! I think this is wandering around and watching something..."

"listen!"

Ye Qing suddenly interrupted their words, and a series of footsteps came from the surrounding area, which was extremely clear.

"You said it directly, why are you trying to get rid of it?" Xiuhe became angry. Who doesn't know that his ears are very useful.

"The sound of footsteps." As he said that, Ye Qing looked up at the top of his head, and the sound came from above.

The roof of this floor is particularly high, with many beams intertwined across, forming a huge chessboard structure above the head.

In the grid of the chessboard, countless things are hanging upside down.

"Damn!" Xiuhe's eyes were straightened and she looked back and forth.

There are tens of thousands of small boxes hanging on the entire chessboard. The boxes are big and small, with different shapes, and there are patterns on them. At first glance, they are extremely spectacular.

Xiuhe looked at it for a while and suddenly exclaimed: "

It turned out to be a fairy fruit!" Ye Qing laughed directly from the side: "Immortal Fruit? Do you fucking think this is the Penglai Fairyland?"

I don’t know what I thought of again, and the more I laughed louder and louder I couldn’t stop at all.

Xiuhe waved: "You don't understand."

He looked down at Ye Qing, with a serious look on his face again.

"I heard a very awesome sister say that a guest in her past had a box hanging at her home. The guest told her that this was a fairy fruit. Do you know that Monk Wuhua? It has never fallen to the ground since birth."

He pointed to the small box on it and continued, "This kind of thing has never touched the ground since its appearance, and the box that preserves this kind of thing is called the Fairy Fruit."

After saying that, Xiuhe still stumbled: "I didn't expect there would be so many here!"

Ye Qing shook his head helplessly and said with a smile: "I think you shouldn't know about this thing, so as not to break your relationship with your sister..."

The more he said this, the more excited Xiuhe was, and he took out a lilac jade hairpin.

The jade hairpin is crystal clear, and rays of light emitted from it, and the light shines dazzlingly, and it lingers around it in this moment. As the light wraps around, his eyes staring at the fruits in the distance, muttering:

"Come on, refer to one, I want you to see the fruit of the gods."

As he said that, he pointed to a box in the distance: "That smallest, let you see it."

"Bang!"

Before Ye Qing could see which one it was, the box fell down.

The two of them covered their noses and waited for the dust to dissipate before approaching.

Xiuhe picked up the box. It was a wooden box. It was so rotten outside. Even so, Xiuhe still pried it open with an iron thorn and poured out the things inside.

Suddenly, Xiuhe spat and flipped.

Inside the box is a dry hand with two long fingers, which are black like a corpse finger.

A few more boxes were drawn down, and the result was the same.

There are new and old hands inside, and some are only a pile of bones left. It is clear that these hands are all problems.

"What the hell is this?"

Xiuhe said, "It's so good that I'm going to eat!"

Ye Qing raised his lips slightly and shook his head: "I don't know much about this, so let's continue to move forward."

This place is weird and it is not easy to stay. It is true that you leave earlier.

As soon as I entered this floor, I saw many wooden fences, which looked much more normal than the ones below.

Like the usual building, it is divided into many compartments and corridors, but it is covered with black window paper and it is completely impossible to see inside.

Xiuhe walked to one of the rooms, pierced a small hole in the window, and looked inside.

"I can't see clearly." As he said that, he was about to look inside the house.

Ye Qing held his movements and looked at him suspiciously: "What are you doing?"

Xiuhe said, "I want to go in and take a look, hey..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Qing stopped him: "Don't be dizzy, this place is weird, don't be careless."

Listening to Ye Qing's words, Xiuhe was startled and nodded repeatedly: "Then what should we do in the room?"

Looking at Xiuhe's puzzled look, Ye Qing raised his lips slightly, and then quickly stepped forward.

Ye Qing didn't say anything, took a step back, kicked the door, and suddenly the dust fell down like snowflakes.

"Damn it! Why don't you say anything?"

Xiuhe hurriedly covered his mouth and nose tightly, and the dust entered his lungs again, and he might have really told him that he had told me.

Unexpectedly, Ye Qing kicked the door open with one kick, slap the dust and walked in.

"Isn't this dust? Did you see the black paper on the window? They have been specially treated."

The two of them took a suspicious look and walked in.

The room was not big, only about three square meters, and there was a large black coffin inside. The walls were covered with wooden signs, and the words were densely written, like epitaphs.

Ye Qing swept around and found nothing, and walked towards the black wooden coffin.

Because the coffin is old, some places have cracked, revealing the original color of the coffin.

Xiuhe had already started to move, sweeping the dust together, and for a moment the dust filled.

Ye Qing waved and continued to watch his movements.

After helping the dust sweep together, I picked it up and walked to the southeast corner, turned to look at them.

Wuxie took out his cigarette: "Give it, it's enough to give you face."

Then I walked aside to see what was recorded on the epitaph.

After saying a lot of polite words in Xiuhe, he looked at Ye Qing again.

"Come on." He then retreated, "I've worshipped you, he won't blame you."

Ye Qing was ashamed, and took a few steps forward, stuck his hand in the crack of the coffin. He lifted it gently and pried out the cover of the coffin immediately.

With a "clang", it fell to the ground, and the entire wooden building shook, shocking a piece of dust and smoke.

"Awesome." Xiuhe covered her nose and gave a thumbs up, "Look at which ancestor is inside."

Ye Qing glanced at him, looked down at the coffin, raised his eyebrows, and the corpse looked different from what he had seen before.

There was a layer of cotton-like thing in the coffin. Xiuhe used an iron spike and found that it was a kind of mold.

The corpse under the mold had already turned into a pool of dead bones, and there were some burial objects next to it, all wrapped in the layer of mold.

Xiuhe picked out one with an iron spike, which was a dagger. The shell of the dagger was rotten. Xiuhe pulled out the things inside, which was a black one.

After knocking hard, even the handle of the knife was broken, leaving only one blade.

As soon as I arrived next door, I kicked open the wooden door and raised a piece of dust.

Ye Qing did not follow him in, but walked away instead.

People in this area basically died in the same battle. If you want to obtain more useful clues, you need to go further.

Walking along the corridor until you reach a dozen meters, you will see a door that has been opened.

The door was definitely not opened by them, and Xiuhe and Wuxie were still behind him.

This door was particularly large, twice as big as the door he had just seen.

When I walked forward, I found that the decorations here were completely different from those. A large coffin inside was also opened, and the lid of the coffin was flipped to the ground.

At this time, Xiuhe and the others followed from behind, illuminated the flashlight, and asked, "Did you drive it?"

Ye Qing shook his head and walked straight in.

Then he looked inside carefully: "The cracks that were opened are very decayed. The outer edges of the coffin are covered with dust. The coffin has been opened by someone!"

Xiuhe asked: "Has anyone been here?"

You must know that this place is extremely strange, and someone has been here, which really surprised Xiuhe.

Ye Qing did not answer Xiuhe's surprise, but turned around directly.
To be continued...