Chapter 045 Qilin Artifact

In fact, many clues now indicate that Long Wu has indeed been here, but it is currently unknown whether he actually arrived at the main hall here.

When he got the Colt earlier, Fatty was playing with the gun bolts in the inn. Long Wu said that he was familiar with these guns . It’s just that Fatty and I didn’t think much about it at the time.

After experiencing several things later, it seemed that Long Wu had indeed been here with these people. Those people, like the fat man, were sorting their guns in front of Long Wu.

But I'm very strange, why all those people died on it, and Long Wu appeared in Sima Yi's underground palace of Lingyun Pavilion where he occupied the magpie's nest.

Having said that, if the head of the mummy that Long Wu was carrying could match this mummy, why did he fall behind these people?

The top should be the real tomb of King Longquan Jing.

These black-clothed corpses all contained the same strange poison as Long Wu and Fatty. However, in the records inside the tomb of King Longquanjing in "The Universe in the Tomb", Cheng Xuanqing did not mention this kind of poison.

Only the dragon-horned red-tailed moth is mentioned in more chapters.

I thought about it carefully, could it be that the source of this strange poison is the dragon-horned red-tailed moth?

The poisonous arrowhead that can poison Fatty Long Wu is smeared with the poison of the Dragon-horned Red Tail Moth? Could it be that this poison is only effective on mammals and not on blackbirds?

Of course, this is just my guess, and there is no actual verified comparison at all. Unless I catch a mandrill, dig a meat pit on its arms and legs, bury the red tail moth toxin in it, and see if it will become transparent.

But thinking about it again, it really sounded more like angry words.

Although the mandrills that stole our drinking water were extremely hateful, using such vicious methods to deal with primates is not my usual style of doing things.

"It takes time to repay kindness with kindness." The fat man complained: "Thinking about those unlucky things is annoying. If I grab it again, I have to punch it through with one punch! What's wrong with grabbing, grab water!

The fat man has not peed or drank water all day, and the contents of his urine bubbles have been absorbed repeatedly, which is damaging to his body just thinking about it. "

I thought that fat people have big urine bubbles, and even three boxes of beer and two bottles of water might not flow to the right place.

But at this time, the fat man was really a little scared, and asked me again: "These ghost babies can't climb up, so what are they doing around them?"

In fact, what the fat man wanted to say was that the bullets were limited and he might be trapped to death if he continued like this.

In fact, in many things, it is not because you see hope that you persist, but because you persist, you realize that there is no hope.

The fat man also had the attitude of breaking jars. Being thirsty, he took out the jam and poured it directly into his mouth. The empty jar hit the center of the ghost babies with a swishing sound.

The ghost babies didn't know what it was, so they started fighting over it. The remaining juice from the jam jar was licked by a large group of ghost babies. A few of them bit the head so hard that a green worm that looked like a tongue hurriedly burrowed deeper.

The poisonous poison was clearly seen by Fatty and I.

Seeing this scene, the fat man said: "I thought there was still a glimmer of hope, but I really can't wait until the leg poison takes full effect."

"Brothers, it's the most uncomfortable thing to be reincarnated as a starving ghost. To be honest, on the day I inquired about the news at the inn, I secretly bought a few bottles of canned dog meat."

"I just love eating canned food. I thought I would take it out to celebrate when the third child was saved. It's better now. I'm just like him, and I'm also poisoned... I might as well..." The fat man stopped. If you don’t want to buckle, you have to reach out and dig out the can of dog meat.

"I don't want what you think, I just want what I think!" (broken voice)

I was immediately angry, how could I make the fat man actually take out the can, so I stared at him and grabbed him: "Who are you talking to about these depressing words? Is it because there are no bullets in the gun, or because the nose can't breathe?"

We must be like the centipede, dead but not stiff! Bah, being confused by you is not dead or stiff. Don't make such a fussy look at me here, it's really annoying! "

Although I didn't lose in terms of momentum, I thought in my heart that this is trouble. We are not birds and cannot fly. If these things don't stop eating us, we will eventually turn into the excrement of these little things.

I don’t know if these poisonous poisonous ghost babies contain highly toxic substances in their bodies. To end up dead without a whole body is something I, Mr. Cao, absolutely don’t want.

When I was getting anxious, the fat man suddenly pointed at Long Wu and whispered: "Look at the third child..."

I turned around and looked over, only to see Long Wu opening his mouth wide, as if he had seen something strange.

Just then I remembered that there was a Sartre hovering around the mummy on the Ling Pavilion.

I reacted quickly. Although I was mentally prepared in an instant, when I looked at Ling Ge, I was still startled. If the foot buckle hadn't been secure, I would have fallen down and fed the ghost baby.

I saw the headless purple mummy with its arms raised in the air, strangling Sartre's neck. The extremely violent and violent Sartre was so frightened that he didn't even bother to cover his one eye, and kept shaking back.

The mummy lying on the ground stood up after being pulled by it. I don’t know if he was dragged or if he was suddenly deceived.

I was extremely surprised. How could this withered body without a head be recovered?

But no matter how much Sartre struggled, the mummy suddenly seemed to have infinite strength and grabbed Sartre's neck. Every step Sartre took was in great pain.

Looking in that direction, Sartre wanted to drag the mummy to the pond in Ling Pavilion. Sartre was so dependent on this strange pond that he thought there must be some kind of bizarre secret hidden in the pond.

At this time, I was really afraid that Long Wu would call me Gui Suner again.

Sartre would get excited when he heard this kind of sound. If he broke away again, wouldn't it be a disservice?

Could it be that he developed feelings for being with those men in black? The mummy came to help with revenge, so it also helped us unintentionally.

Thinking about it this way, the head of the mummy must not be screwed off by Long Wu. This is what Mr. Mummy calls repaying evil with kindness.

At the same time, my heart was not idle, I was just thinking of ways.

The fat man was also happy: "Hey, the cat looks after the house and the dog eats the fish. This is really weird. This is the first time that a corpse can help me during a fight!"

I asked the fat man to stop having fun first, but a large number of ghost babies gathered around below. They are greedy for your cans and want to come up to pick your pockets.

Upon closer inspection, I discovered that these ghost babies had no lips and had extremely hideous faces, like dried sea fish.

Taking advantage of this time, I accidentally glanced upwards and suddenly discovered that there were beams connecting us further up.

I also wonder why I didn't notice it just now.

Only then did we discover that there were beams connecting us higher up. We continued to climb up, and the poisonous poisonous ghost babies below also began to approach step by step.

A few crawling quickly took the lead, followed by dozens of others.

Fortunately, these things have to be gnawed and scratched when they climb up, and if they climb a certain distance, they will fight among themselves, like crabs in a bamboo basket. The faster they climb, the higher they climb, they are pulled hard by the ones below.

Although the ghost baby below gave us some time, the fat man couldn't hold on anymore. As a good person, I felt numb and cold even if my legs were sandwiched between the wooden pillars for a long time.

Now I can continue to climb up, all because of my faith.

After trying so hard to climb to a higher place, he just turned his head casually.

But the scene I saw next will never be forgotten in this life or even in the next life!

What did I see!

Water pours fire on the unicorn!

In the large pond of Lingge, a unicorn has been staged that has been pouring water on fire for more than a thousand years.

In this big stone pool, there is a big guy with antlers, a dragon head, and four limbs, and his eyes are breathing fire, burning and extinguishing.

Suddenly I thought of the Qilin stone statue under the huge mysterious coffin.

There is such a creature as a unicorn in this world!

The Classic of Mountains and Seas does not lie to me!

The Qilin in the pool was trapped by dense black iron chains. Every time Sartre rinsed a transparent corpse, the Qilin broke free. The mysterious coffin below was affected. If one of the Qilin's body broke, the black iron chain below also broke. One stick.

Who would have thought that this motionless and suspended sarcophagus would be tied to Qilin's body.

However, although the Qilin is large, it is still out of proportion to the sarcophagus. There must be other mechanisms and chains in the Lingge Pond, and magical magic to connect the two.

It is not difficult to imagine that the headless mummy is the owner of Qilin. Qilin was captured by Sima Yi. Of course, it may also be Cao Cao's doing.

Regardless of who did this, the important thing is that the head of this mummy was most likely cut off by Long Wu.

Only then did I realize that it was not Sartre who was dragging the mummy towards the pool, but the mummy was moving towards the pool!

At that time, if the headless mummy rides on the unicorn and uses the art of controlling the unicorn, wouldn't it be the end of us?

Climbing up the beam, without daring to rest, the three of them boldly followed the direction and took a step closer to the Lingge Pond, eager to see clearly the true appearance of this current Qilin.

But after climbing only two steps, the fat man took a break. His legs were already weak from the exhaustion of climbing up just now. Now that he had loosened the ankle buckles, his legs were extremely sore and numb. In addition, he was suffering from a strange poison that made him unable to walk, so he had to take a break.

I saw that he really couldn't stand it, so I boldly went to check it out myself.

The fat man who was resting was not idle either. He turned around and shot downwards. The ghost babies that climbed the highest became the unlucky ones.

His head was blown open by a bullet, and his uncoordinated little body flipped up and fell into the crowd of similar creatures below, where he was devoured.

The satyrs were forced back by the headless mummy, and they were about to fall into the pool together.

Only then did he focus his attention on the Qilin, and his heart was beating wildly as he looked at the thing in front of him. This was truly an ancient divine object that would not eat the fireworks of the human world and would remain immortal for thousands of years.

But when he took a closer look, he saw clues again.

This Qilin-------Why is it always the same action, repeated?

Moreover, the eyes spitting fire looked more like some kind of red liquid flowing out.

This doesn't seem to be a living thing-------

I took a breath and suddenly realized that this unicorn was actually like some kind of ingenious object, but it was meticulously and lifelikely drawn, and had been placed in a suspended pool for thousands of years. At first glance, it really gave people an illusion.

When exploring a bizarre ancient tomb, your brain must react very quickly. According to my current analysis, this headless mummy is probably that of King Longquan Jing. It was such a coincidence that I touched his head three months ago. I really regret not studying it in detail.