Copper Coins Chapter 81: Hundred Wormholes (3)

"No one, running fast enough..." Xue Xian glanced at the entire stone room under the light of the fire dragon, and finally his eyes fell on the white stone beside the pool, "Maybe it's a corpse sinking underwater." /

This stone room is so square that it is not naturally formed. It should have been carved by someone. In addition to the water pool and a few supporting stone pillars, there is a stone platform in the depths. At first glance, it looks like a Sleeping and sitting bed.

Of course, it's hard and cold, and by no means comfortable.

"Someone has repaired here." Xuan Min and Xue Xian walked into the stone room one after the other, glanced at the stone platform and said so.

"Which **** can stand this kind of place." Xue Xian stretched out his thumb and pointed back without turning his head.

Although there are no poisonous insects flooding in like a tide in this stone room, there are still mountains and seas of corpses under the hundred stone steps behind them. Who in their right mind would choose such a place for cleaning? Can this **** be called Qing?

But it is undeniable that someone has really settled here, because in addition to the stone platform that is as long as one person, there are several bowl-shaped grooves on the surrounding stone walls, which are located within the reach of the hand. He touched his hand, twisted his thumb and index finger, and immediately took out a paper talisman in disgust and slapped a dusting spell.

"What?" Xue Xian glanced at the grooves and then at his fingers.

Xuan Min frowned and said, "Lamp oil."

Xue Xian responded subconsciously, thinking that Xuan Min's disgust was purely because he didn't like touching greasy things. But after a while, he suddenly realized "Oh—" again. Because he suddenly realized that the origin of lamp oil in some places is not simple.

However, disgust returned disgust, Xuan Min cleaned the lamp oil on his fingers, and still led the fire dragon, which was high on the top of the stone, to rotate around the grooves. With a few soft sounds, the wall fires ignited one by one.

With the lighting, Xuan Min simply took the fire dragon away. When he hooked the copper coin string between his fingers, he glanced at the thin layer of sweat on Xue Xian's forehead.

Without the scorchingly hot fire dragons and the annoying poisonous insects, Xue Xian finally relaxed a bit. He folded his arms, looked left and right and walked around the stone room, and said strangely: "Except for the air holes with the thickness of a few fingers, there is no exit from the entire stone room..."

He finally stopped by the black water pool, kicked the white stone with **** fingerprints with his feet, and continued: "So where did the rest of the previous wave of people go? Did it all sink to the bottom of the water?"

This black water pool is only 10 feet square, how many people can be thrown into it? Besides, just looking at the **** fingerprints on the white stone, there should have been a fierce struggle before. No matter whether it is infighting or incidents, if there is a struggle, there will always be someone who has the upper hand and who is the loser.

It is understandable that the one who has the upper hand is sinking into the pool of corpses, but what about the one who has the upper hand?

"Also, what about the so-called Tongshou spider?" Xue Xian said with a frown.

According to the old man Na Zhai, the legendary magical medicine is in the hundred wormholes. The hundred wormholes really exist, and they are just as they are named, but Xue Xian and Xuan Min have come to an end, and even a suspected The "Tongshou Spider" thing was also not seen.

Just now, Xue Xian didn't even let go of the seam on the ground and the top of his head when he turned around. He looked carefully, but still found nothing.

"Maybe it will be mentioned." Xuan Min replied.

He was standing beside the stone bed and looked at the dark stone wall. It was the same as the stone wall he first saw in the Moth Cave. This place was also engraved with characters. When I passed by, I tried to identify it again, except for dizziness and dizziness, there was nothing else to gain. For him, this was a stubborn ghost painting, and he didn't recognize a single word, and he didn't know why Xuanmin had the patience to stand and watch it for so long.

Xue Xian felt a pain in his head when he saw those characters, and he didn't care about him anymore. Instead, he squatted down beside the black water pool, thinking about whether to drain the entire black water pool.

He stared at the black water pool for a moment, and found that the depth of the water in the pool was unfathomable. At least from his perspective, he could only see a dark area, and he couldn't see anything deeper at all.

Where does this water go? He glanced around indiscriminately, and said to himself, "I won't smoke with my bare hands anymore. The last time I was at the bottom of the grave head island was disgusting, and I can really vomit a whole room again."

While thinking, his eyes suddenly fell on the bronze mirror lying on the ground not far from his feet.

Looking at the blood stains on the edge of the bronze mirror, it must have been left by someone who had come before, or... I didn't even bother to take it away. Xue Xian stretched out his hand, intending to pick up the bronze mirror and take a look, but the moment his fingers touched the edge of the bronze mirror, he felt the bronze mirror tremble slightly.

The metal edge knocked on the stone ground, making some knocking noises, and then the black water pool made a slight "beep" sound without warning, as if someone had penetrated a small pebble inside, It broke the calm of the pool.

Xuan Min turned his head upon hearing the sound, glanced at the bronze mirror beside Xue Xian and the rippling black water pool, and simply walked over and squatted down.

“This bronze mirror is a bit weird, look at it.” When Xue Xian squatted down, he pushed the bronze mirror towards Xuan Min with his fingers.

Xuan Min frowned and planned to pick up the bronze mirror to take a closer look, but when his fingers touched the bronze mirror, he heard a clearer shaking sound. It's just that the bronze mirror's reaction this time was much bigger than when Xue Xian touched it. And the ripples in the black water pool suddenly became faster, the entire black water pool seemed to come alive at that moment, and the ripples quickly spread out in circles.

Xuan Min subconsciously wanted to throw the bronze mirror away, but found that the bronze mirror seemed to stick between his fingers, and he couldn't pull his hand away for a while.

Immediately after that, the Yin-Yang Talisman suddenly appeared in the messy bloodstains on the ground where the bronze mirror was lying. Xue Xian saw Xuan Min's fingers twitching while holding the bronze mirror, and his whole body seemed to freeze for a while, and his eyes were cast towards the black water pool with a blank look.

And at the moment when he froze, Xue Xian also heard a "buzz" in his head, as if someone threw a whip in his head and slapped the person blindly. I couldn't come back to my senses for a while.

When Xue Xian regained his senses and was able to turn his neck, he realized that the black water pool was no longer dark. It seemed to have become a mirror, and a scene slowly appeared on the dark water.

Although the scene was blurry like a dream, it was inexplicable that people were stunned and immersed in it as if they were bewitched...

It seemed to be between mountains and rivers, the wind whistled in my ears, the mountains rumbled and trembled behind me, the surging river waves were like a thousand white horses rushing towards the sky, almost to the sky, countless panic screams and The mournful cry was torn to pieces by the wind and the waves.

Under the raging waves, there were two figures kneeling and sitting among the falling rocks.

Although everything seemed to be covered with a layer of water mist, Xue Xian still recognized it at a glance, it was himself and Xuan Min.

He saw himself hanging his hands, motionless like a stone statue, his dark robe seemed to be soaked by the waves, wrapped around him, and for some reason gave off a heavy gloomy feeling.

The long hair was wetly clinging to the neck, making the skin of the neck pale and bloodless.

And further up...his eyes are covered by a palm.

The hand was thin and slender, and it was very beautiful, but it was also pale and bloodless, almost showing a kind of dead gray.

It was Xuan Min's hand, and Xuan Min was raising his head from the side of his face, his drooping eyes were hidden in the shadows and shrouded in a layer of mist, making it difficult to see his emotions.

It was actually a very ambiguous gesture, as if it had just ended a kiss.

However, Xue Xian, who was watching all this through the mist, didn't even notice this, because Xuan Min coughed for a long time after raising his head, and one of his palms was still covered by the other party's. eyes, but the other hand fell to the side in the increasingly dull coughing sound, and his monk robe, which was always white as clouds and snow, was full of blood red...

Large smears of blood spread from his chest and waist, as if it could not end, soaking the entire monk's robe.

Xue Xian watched Xuan Min's blindfolded hand gradually lose its strength. When he was about to fall, his whole body suddenly felt like a chill, and a layer of cold sweat was steaming. His eyelashes trembled, and with a sudden jolt, he escaped from the mist-shrouded scene.

He kept his eyes open for a long time, before the buzzing in his ears gradually dissipated, and the sound of heavy and rapid breathing faintly entered his ears.

It took him a while before he realized that the sound of his breathing, which was like waking up from a nightmare, came from himself. In the clear vision, the black water pool was still quietly rippling, and there was no scene above it, and it disappeared without a trace.

While Xuan Min was half-squatting in front of him intact, his fingers did not glow gray, and the monk's robe was not smeared with blood. It's just that at this time he was turning his face sideways, his eyes half-drooping on the black pool.

He also seemed to be pulled into some kind of scene. I don't know if he saw the same scene as Xue Xian, or something else, but his slightly empty expression showed a rare expression. There was a hint of other emotions.

That emotion is hard to understand, but it makes people feel a little sad...

Xue Xian stared at his face calmly for a moment, then suddenly frowned and reached out to press his heart, then let out a long breath, raised his hand and tried to pat Xuanmin, and said hoarsely: "Bald donkey?"

Xuan Min didn't seem to hear his voice at all.

"Bald donkey, wake up." Xue Xian's voice was still low, with a hint of hoarseness.

Still no response.

Xue Xian frowned, his hand slipped from Xuan Min's shoulder, landed on the back of Xuan Min's hand, and then held his fingers.

When he moved like this, Xuan Min's fingers separated from the bronze mirror on the ground.

Xue Xian only felt that Xuan Min was holding his fingers back. He didn't know if it was to relieve physical pain or some emotions that couldn't be peeled off. Xuan Min held it so tightly that Xue Xian felt that his fingers were skeletal. pain.

He didn't draw his hands, just raised his eyes, and saw that Xuan Min had just turned his face, his eyes were still a little blank, but his eyebrows were very tight.

His eyes didn't seem to find a fixed point yet. After swiping scatteredly on Xue Xian's face twice, he pursed his lips and closed his eyes. After a long time, he slowly opened them again.

"Are you awake now?" Xue Xian asked in a low voice.

Xuan Min stared at him for a while, his eyes were bottomless, and they were so complicated that people couldn't tell them apart. After a while, he lowered his eyes, let go of Xue Xian's fingers, and swept away his sleeves, and the bronze mirror was swept away from the corner of the wall.

"That black water pool just now..." Xue Xian withdrew his hand and opened his mouth in confusion.

"The bronze mirror and the black water pool formed a formation, but it was covered up by the blood, so that I didn't notice it for a while." Xuan Min said in a low voice, as if he had recovered.

"What formation? Another inner demon?" Xue Xian frowned.

He shook his head and said in a very calm tone: "It's time to see death."

Xue Xian took a breath: "Death?"

Xuan Min then remembered something, frowned and said, "This kind of formation should not be effective for divine objects such as real dragons... What did you see?"

Xue Xian's mind was empty. After hearing Xuanmin's words, he felt that what he saw should be false. Since this formation had no practical effect on him, what he saw might have been affected by this formation. Some of the illusions caused are like having a whole dream.

He pondered and explained to himself, and then slowly settled down. Seeing that Xuan Min was still staring at him with frowning and waiting for a reply, he waved his hand and said, "I didn't see anything, I just saw that the black water pool suddenly rippled and you didn't reply, so I asked you a question. "

Xuan Min said solemnly, "Really?"

Xue Xian snorted: "Thunderbolts can't break me, where can I go to die?"

Xuan Min stared at his eyes and didn't see any flaws, so he believed what he said, "um", and after a moment of silence, he added: "Even so, you have to be more careful in the future. ."

Xue Xian did not respond to this, but instead asked him: "What about you? What did you see?"

Xuan Min stood up with half-drooping eyes, and said to Xue Xian, "It's all right, it's time to go to bed."

While he was talking, he also brushed off the dust on his sleeves. It seemed that there was no problem, but Xue Xian was affected by the scene he saw, and he always felt a little uneasy in his heart. Everything in the illusion just now was blurred by that layer of water mist, only Xuan Min's blood-covered appearance was like a clear thorn, piercing brightly in the flesh. uncomfortable.

However, he thought about it again, because he had a long lifespan, and if something happened to Xuanmin, he would always be able to help. So the idea that had previously appeared in the morning light of Lianjiangshan revived in my heart, but this time it was no longer a whim. It is precisely because it is not a whim that it is necessary to be cautious. At least in the current environment full of blood, there are still unfinished things hanging in the hands, and it is always out of time to say it.

He thought about finding the "Tongshou Spider", and then went out of this dark cave full of bloodstains and poisonous insects and asked Xuanmin.

As soon as the thought flashed, he felt that something moved slightly by his feet, making a soft sound.