Otherworldly Merchant
Chapter 1919: Death Password
The stone interior shines brightly with surrounding walls and ceilings, all set in silver, and piles of hilly gemstone jade in the center.
I took a rough look, almost all of them are top quality genuine, just take a few out, enough for a luxury sports car!
But for the moment, it's useless.
If you can't find an eye in the grave and get stuck here, no more treasure will help!
I swept over the jade stone pile and turned around, ready to check on the dead bone cadaver. After all, someone died here. I had to figure out what was going on first, so as not to be dusty after a tight step.
But at this point, the magazine in my hand stopped working! Dragged me hard to drill into the jade pile.
I tried so hard, I couldn't even pull it back!
I'm not greedy, but I'm greedy!
Buzz...
The magazine was singing with excitement. If I hadn't grabbed it, I would have flown out.
The last organ I had just broken through, I didn't know what it was, even the blade box was suppressed.
Once the machine was broken, the box was long overdue.
“Jiulin! If you listen to the magazine, find the artifact first to be serious.” Little White Dragon stood far away from the door and shouted anxiously.
What a treasure!
Little White Dragon ran all the way here for an artifact, despite his safety, and so did this blade box.
I had to follow the sword box and the little white dragon and keep walking towards the jade stone pile.
Swordboxes are not interested in these rare jade stones, they just flavorfully drill inwards.
I relaxed a little bit, leaving it to probe in the front and keep digging in the back —— if Li Mazi was here, I would have taken off my clothes pants with my eyes wide open, and put on a large outfit.
“Jiulin, have you found anything?” Xiaobailong saw me digging deeper and deeper in the jade stone. The noise of the jade stone collision made him more anxious and extended his neck to ask.
“Not yet, but the purpose of the magazine is clear and it seems to have determined its final location! ”
The magazine was like a police dog near a prey, scouting down desperately, and I kept moving the jade stone to both sides behind me.
Wow, the sound of jade collision with the ears, many thin jade broke apart.
Between my eyes, I dug out a big pit on the jade stone pile, but the box kept drilling down.
Suddenly, the whole jade pile burst open.
The jade is scattered and the sky is splashed!
A cold light rushes out!
I was just trying to hide, but suddenly the sword box in my hand became powerful, and then I was rushing towards the light!
I was dragged into the light as I had to.
Lang Lang!
The magazine collided with the light, making a shock.
Immediately afterwards, the blade box was like a demon, rushing out of the jade stone pile and running around.
I was carried by it, and sometimes I hit the wall, and sometimes I rushed into the sky.
I couldn't control it, let alone let go, and I had to stretch my legs and step on them everywhere to remove the force path.
The guy was lightning up and running like a horse for a while, and the speed slowed down.
Until then, I was able to see that the blade box was invisible to the naked eye, about half a foot long, but now it has become a sparkling golden glow, and it has expanded to about three feet.
Even more surprising is the end of the box, and more than the handle!
The blade handle is also dark with a patchwork of ancient and cumbersome textures.
Is this the ancient tomb artifact?
Little White Dragon's Invisible Sword Box not only tracks the trail of the artifact, but even captures it, automatically changing with the width and length of the instrument. No matter what artifact is loaded, it fits perfectly, just like it was originally loaded.
I don't know if it was the magazine that captured the artifact that was too exciting, or whether it was the sword that struggled so hard that it was tortured for a while, so it calmed down.
“Okay, finally!” Little White Dragon squeezed his fists and shouted.
Looks like he was just as nervous and excited, secretly pushing for the Box.
I held the handle of the sword and smoked it twice, but it didn't move.
“What does that mean? Isn't it like a Lingyun sword that your blood can't draw out? ”
“You can't pull it.” Xiaobailong explained: “This guy is the most greedy artifact, once he bites, he can't let go! To manipulate the intangible Sword Box requires the unique power and secret of Sky Sword Gate, especially after loading the artifact. If you don't understand this secret, even the superior level will never allow it to spit the artifact out of your mouth. ”
Why didn't you say so?
If Little White Dragon is not famous, I really doubt it. This guy is trying to steal artifacts with my help!
“Come out!” Xiaobailong was anxious to scream: “Since there is no movement in the blade box, it means that there is only one thing here, it can see things, and the rest is irrelevant. ”
I didn't listen to him this time. I turned to that dead bone and walked over.
The dead bone disc sits at the corner of the wall at the end of both knees with a slight knot on both hands. It should be extremely quiet before death.
But why is he sealed in the treasure room?
Is he the keeper of the treasure of the Emperor?
The victim's jaw was covered with white beard, but he couldn't even see the wrinkles on his face.
Behind him, there were no other objects, and there were no inscriptions around the wall, except that there was a three-foot open space on the wall behind him with stone walls and no silver patches.
Other than that, nothing special.
I was just about to turn around and suddenly I found his fingerprints strange.
The left hand stretches out the thumb and index finger, a ratio of eight, the right thumb presses the index finger, shaped like a three.
Thirty-eight?
I smiled and laughed, which I probably really thought about, and turned around and walked towards the door.
Little White Dragon stared at the magazine in my hand, some impatiently rubbing his hands.
This guy's weapon is two crystal balls. He doesn't need a sword or anything. Why is he so obsessed with artifacts?
Walking, I suddenly remembered something, looked hard, and turned back.
“Hey, what's wrong?” Xiao Bai Long walked to the door at first sight, crying very puzzled.
“There's another one here!” I simply returned to him and quickly walked back to the bone at the corner of the wall.
What is this place?
This treasure is the most important place to hide from the great god of Tianzhao, who was transformed into a tomb by the Emperor Shenwu!
Hierarchical restraints, roadblocks, so well set up, this old man can die alone in it! That was no accident.
In his serene gesture, he was not a martyr, but a volunteer.
In front of the stone walls of these two forks, there are also some high-ranking samurai on their knees, but only the old man can see how high his position is in the tomb room!
In that case, the two seals he had pinched before his death certainly had a deep meaning.