Otherworldly Merchant

Chapter 1909: The Code of the Little White Dragon

We looked at the stone wall, didn't hear any void, looked around carefully, and didn't find any organs.

Tap.

As I was doing this, another drop of water fell on my head.

Within a few minutes, dozens of drops of water beads have been smashed continuously. At first, I didn't pay much attention, but now I look closely at this stone wall and I feel something is wrong!

It's a long way from the waterfall and deep in the middle of the valley, a dozen meters from the stone walls, and will never splash here. But the entire stone wall is watery in front of you, and there is constant water seepage in the stone seams.

What's even stranger is that all but three or four meters above this stone wall are dry as usual.

Han Lao Liu immediately discovered the problem when he saw me stunned.

After staring at the stone wall for a long time, he suddenly yelled, “I know, it's a water barrier! ”

“Water barrier? ”

“Yes!”

“It's almost like fighting a ghost against a wall. This is a common technique used by Japanese Yin Yang magicians, but the water barrier designed by this man is very confusing! As we have just learned, a long time ago, this whole cave was originally a lost waterway, and the water barrier was built in deep water, no wonder it was discovered! If it hadn't been for a long time, the water level would have dropped sharply, and we wouldn't have found it tired.” Lao Liu explained.

“So that's it!” As soon as I heard it, I pulled out a spiritual charm and was about to throw it over, Han Lao Liu stopped me: “Don't move, although the water barrier looks almost like a ghost beating the wall, it is all confusing, it must not be hard. If water is strong, no matter how hard you hit it, it will dissolve and even rush back. ”

“What should we do?” I asked.

“Let me do it.” Han Lao Liu waved his hand backwards, probing a small bud on his finger, slowly pointing past the surface of the stone wall.

As soon as the young bud touched the water droplets on the stone wall, it immediately grew insane and grew rapidly at the visible speed of the naked eye. Between the blinks, it became a thick vine with a thin arm, and it continued to grow...

Aquatic wood, alive and alive.

Han Lao Liu is borrowing five lines of raw grams of relationship.

A lot of water spirits gather on the green vine, and the power of the formation method naturally weakens a lot.

Again, it is true that the water droplets on the stone walls have slowly become transparent, and that pitch-black stone wall is long gone, replacing it with a huge milky white bubble.

Han Lao Liu's body and face became extremely swollen and suddenly gained several laps. The black skin also became thinner and brighter like a blowing balloon, as if stabbing a finger immediately exploded!

This is a sudden absorption of a lot of water gas, far beyond saturation.

“Come on, get in there!” Han Lao Liu shouted, his tongue also became a little swollen, and all his words were not light.

Nor do I hesitate to take a step forward.

The bubbles didn't rupture, much less change and sound, and I walked by so easily.

Not long ago, it was a bluestone wall!

As soon as I entered, Han Lao Liu followed me.

Meanwhile, the blue vine on his finger quickly shriveled, and Han Lao Liu suddenly lost weight within seconds, restoring its original appearance. It's just that his face is visibly more pale, as if it had gotten worse at first sickness.

“Six, are you okay? ”

“Nothing.” Han Lao Six shook his head and stared forward: “Although Xiaobailong was not very good at confrontation, he was extremely sensitive to the gas of water spirits after all, so that he could have discovered this place well before us. He probably noticed something big, so he could use the power of the source to mark the water line and persevere in bringing us here. Go! Catch up and see what he's got. ”

The passage behind the water array remains narrow, with numerous artificially carved traces on the stone walls on both sides, apparently left by the ancient tomb builders.

The air in the passage was unusually damp, with a strange moss on the edge of the stone seam.

These mosses are all black with an elongated layer of plush hanging from the top.

“Be careful, there's something alive here!” Han Lao Liu pointed to a black moss.

There's a clear bite mark on that moss.

The further forward, the more similar traces, curved, dense and numb, like wet land after rain, are filled with traces of earthworms drilling past.

A few more minutes of walking, on both sides of the stone wall and on the ground, a number of vine-like plants emerged, without leaves, without flowers, with extremely developed roots and strips. The thinnest also has a small thumb thick, dark, rough eyes, like a bunch of nauseating maggots wrapped tightly around each other.

“What is this thing?” I asked curiously.

The last time I saw this thing in the Usuri River, the whole black forest, all the plants were amazingly big, and it was all black. At the time, I thought, if Han Lao Liu were here, he would know what this is.

“I don't know." Han Lao Liu shook his head directly.

“I've never seen anything like it. I was just trying to sense them, and it was strange, not only didn't react at all, but there was even some exclusion. This feeling is a little bit like a variant of... Coldworm Summer Grass. ”

“Summer worm?” I asked.

“Yes! Summerworm is a species of the genus Herbiceae, and there are many similar varieties, such as Plutoderma flowers, Cold Mountain worm grass, Three Night Vines, and so on. Although these things don't belong entirely to plants, I still have a sense of them, but at the moment these are… more of an animal's ingredient. ”

“These things all have a trait that changes shape as the life cycle and the surrounding environment changes, but this should be the case all year round, and I don't know if they'll ever come back to life. Generally speaking, even if they survive, they are inferior creatures and will not be aggressive at all.” Lao Liu explained.

Another distance along the channel, the gap between the sides of the stone wall slightly probed a small hole in the thickness of a pencil and shone a flashlight into it, a dark piece, nothing.

Not far apart, there is also a hole with a slightly thicker fist size, which produces a hidden white light, but nothing.

Obviously, these are ancient tomb organs.

From the shape of the hole and the marks around it, it should never have been triggered.

It is simply not known whether these organs have long since lapsed or whether they have been destroyed by anyone.

After forty and fifty meters, the passage turned a bend, and the stone door in front was broken and the broken stones scattered all over the place.

From the marks on the door, it must have been Little White Dragon!

Pfft!

We just walked through the stone gate and there was a crisp noise ahead.

It's not loud, it's like a little medicine bottle fell on the ground.

The two of us immediately took our steps and waited quietly for a while. At first sight, nothing unusual happened and we continued to move forward.

Pfft, pfft...

Suddenly, the crackling sounds kept ringing. At first, you can still hear the number, but then like a rain point, the crackling sounds are connected!

What is even more astonishing is that the voice came from behind us.