Campus belle's cultivation master

From the crevice of the sarcophagus, a thick black air came out, emitting a pungent stench. Even those who do not know about it should be aware that it is highly toxic.

Lin Yu's fingers popped up a ray of meteoric fire outside the sky, which made heiqi burn clean before he could contact Wei Lingling and Tang Jiao.

Then he got up and kicked the lid of the coffin.

With the heavy sound of stone friction, the coffin lid turned to one side, and the whole sarcophagus suddenly opened.

Three people's hearts are hanging up, coincidentally cast a glance inside.

It's empty!

The sarcophagus is empty, nothing!

"Sure enough." Lin Yu sighed and frowned, "the things inside have been taken away first."

It is obvious that the group of practitioners who broke into XISHANPING elixir planting base by night brought an empty sarcophagus just to suppress the ten thousand year spirit pulse here.

It's really hard to say whether it's luck or misfortune. After all, the enemy will not be so kind as to give the cheap to himself. It's hard to say what kind of trouble will happen if the things inside are not taken away and nourished by the spiritual pulse.

"Scared the hell out of me, scared the hell out of me." Wei Lingling raised her hand and patted her chest. Compared with other people's disappointment, she was relaxed and breathed a sigh.

In her mind, she even made up her mind that suddenly a thousand year old rice dumpling appeared in the sarcophagus, with a blue face and fangs, ugly and vicious. Then the next plot, it is estimated that Lin Zixuan will fight the corpse demon king, which should be similar to Altman's fight against the little monster

Fortunately, nothing happened. It was just imagination.

"Look Tang Jiao stared at the inside of the sarcophagus, and suddenly raised her finger, "there's something carved inside!"

Lin Yu had already noticed that he was standing there quietly, staring at the seal cutting inside the sarcophagus.

They are very simple and crude depictions. The lines are quite rough, similar to the graffiti of seven or eight year olds. Each character is painted as a match man, but it has an indescribable charm.

It is the feeling of "clearly drawing a lump of shit, but very vivid, very vivid".

In the first picture, many people kneel on the ground and worship a figure on the high platform.

In the second picture, the two sides are fighting fiercely, and the ground is covered with corpses.

In the third picture, a figure is chained to a cliff. You can see that there are also many people riding on all kinds of monsters with long or short weapons in their hands.

In the fourth picture, a huge Sarcophagus, suspended with a lock, sinks into a deep canyon.

Only these four pictures seem to tell a complete story.

Lin Yu Ning God looked for a while, and then told Tang Jiao: "take a picture."

"Yes." Tang Jiao nodded, took out her mobile phone from her coat pocket and took photos with the camera function.

Lin Yu asked in a deep voice, "what do you think?"

Wei Lingling tilted her head and thought for a while, then youyou said: "I guess... This is a tribal war. The supreme king called on his subjects to fight, defeated the enemy, and then... Sealed the enemy into this ancient sarcophagus and sank to the bottom of the earth."

Lin Yu did not comment.

After taking the photos, Tang Jiao frowned and said, "there's another explanation, reverse thinking."

Wei Lingling was shocked: "what do you mean?"

"For example, from the perspective of the attacked party, this is an unjust war." Tang Jiao put the mobile phone away, holding the nalingzhu in her hand, and her clear and sweet voice echoed in the room. "The king of a certain tribe was supported by his subjects, but was invaded by the enemy. The king was captured and tied to the mountain for public display. Then the enemy sealed the king in the sarcophagus and sank into the canyon. "

She said, looking at Lin Yu with some expectation, as if she wanted to get the latter's approval.

Lin Yu raised his hand to touch his chin and looked puzzled: "you have put forward two possibilities. The key to solving the puzzle is who carved these four paintings..."

Wei Lingling and Tang Jiao looked at each other and nodded their chin.

Indeed, if you know the painter's position, you can roughly guess the whole story, but this link is missing. The age of the sarcophagus is too long. It is not known whether the person sealed or someone else carved the four pictures on it.

Lin Yu's eyes flickered slightly and continued: "but the most terrible place is not here. The truth doesn't matter to us. Danger is the key. "

The two young girls, Wei Lingling and Tang Jiao, showed a blank face again. They did not understand what he meant.

What is "the truth doesn't matter, the danger is the key"? Danger, where's the danger?

"Why? What's this? " Wei Lingling suddenly moved forward and pointed to the inside of the coffin lid, which was like the dense veins of an earthworm. She turned to look at Lin Yu's side face and said, "is it also a seal Rune?"

Lin Yu replied, "No

Wei Lingling was a little excited: "could it be... The writing of the whole incident?"

It makes sense to have pictures and a few lines of narration to make people understand. As long as the words are deciphered, the truth will come out?

Wei Lingling silently in the bottom of her heart to remember a credit, really a little smart ghost!

However, Lin Yu still shook his head slowly and continued to answer, "No."

"That... That's..." Wei Lingling blinked, suddenly found that Tang Jiao's body was shaking, and her beautiful face was pale.

"Ah." Tang Jiao exclaimed, "that's the scratch of the nail!"

"What Wei Lingling was startled and jumped away in a hurry. She was also a little flustered.

Tonight's scene, no one has ever experienced in the first half of his life, is like a bird in shock.

Tang Jiao said: "when a person is sealed in a coffin, under the condition of extreme lack of oxygen, he will instinctively struggle violently, and it is easy to leave nail scratches on the lid of the coffin..."

"But..." Wei Lingling hesitated for a moment and spat out her tongue. "It's stone material. How hard does it take to leave so many scratches on it? It's terrible, it's terrible. Fortunately, it's an ancient thing. Even if the guys inside can toss, they will die... "

Before the words fell, Lin Yu rubbed his eyebrows a little depressed and said in a light voice: "don't you realize that there are several scratches that are quite fresh? The things in the sarcophagus are alive, not dead. "

Wei Lingling and Tang Jiao were suddenly attacked by the cold wind. Their bodies were shaking like chaff, and their hands and feet were cold.

My God, no mistake! Is there really a thousand years old rice dumpling?

"Since it's a war, what does it mean to capture but not kill?" Lin Yu's expression was rather mysterious. "We can't kill him. We have to go back to the next place. We have no choice but to seal it. That's the biggest danger we face..."