Chapter 51 Encountering the remains of cultivators in the cave

Li Moran helped Fang Shu up and blew the fire tune, and the two of them entered the cave. It was just an ordinary cave, which was very deep and getting darker inside.

The two returned to the entrance of the cave, picked some thick old dead vines, and tied them together to make a temporary torch. Fang Shu also pushed aside the vines to let the sunset shine in.

I entered the cave again, lit a torch when I reached the depths, and walked deeper and deeper. At the end was a stone room, with a humanoid mummy inside, the skin stretched tightly on the bones, in a meditating posture. Oh, mummy! My eyes searched elsewhere, but found nothing.

One thing.

"Hahaha, senior brother, I thought there was some adventure, but it turned out to be an adventure. Come on, let's hammer it out."

It turns out that knocking is still useful. I knocked on a stone door again and went in to see that the wooden shelf had collapsed. There were two boxes on the ground. One was filled with gold and silver jewelry, and the other was filled with antiques. It was a bit tattered.

It was rotten, the boat, the sword, the ring and the hairpin were very messy, and some of them were green and rusty.

Fang Shu felt that this box of things was not simple. She asked Li Moran to continue knocking, and she went to the outer stone room to knock.

Fang Shu came outside and started beating, then slowly approached the mummy, beating the ground inch by inch. Fang Shu used her sword to pull off the man's clothes, which were not rotten or bad, and were a good thing.

A small bag fell out of the mummy's arms, and Fang Shu, who was famous for her quick hands, grabbed it tightly. Looking at the man's fingers and arms, he saw a ring, and she picked it out and put it away.

It can be said that Fang Shu is selfish. She has some selfish intentions. She wants to see if it is what she thinks. It is not appropriate to let everyone know first. The information that can be known is released little by little. What cannot be known can never be said, such as

She came through time travel.

Fang Shu asked Li Luo to meditate, and tried to sense the hairpin with the divine light on his forehead. Fang Shu got a ready-made silver chain, tied the two ends of the hairpin, and hung it on the man's bun on Li Luo's head, just hanging on his forehead.

When we arrived outside the cave, our robes and futons were not completely destroyed. They were fine, good things.

Then Fang Shu demonstrated. She picked up a bracelet and immersed it in the blood in the tea cup. If there was no response, she tried another ring, but it didn't work either. She changed it again, and then motioned for everyone to follow suit.

The weapon my master just dripped blood to identify its owner should be a magic weapon. Because of the scarcity of spiritual energy, it sucked a lot of blood.

The two dragged the vines up the cliff and returned to the village.

"Then senior brother, please take off his clothes and I'll go look elsewhere."

Okay, Li Moran picked it up with the scabbard and took off the robe. The underwear under the robe was broken when touched. It seemed that the robe was indeed a good thing.

Fang Shu sincerely knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the mummy three times, thanking the small bag and the ring for the opportunity. Well, no inheritance appeared.

After removing the mummy, the futon underneath him was also revealed. Li Moran opened the futon, and it was not broken. It should be a treasure. This world is a fantasy world, and it is real.

Suddenly a flash of light flashed, and the green rust on the hairpin fell off cleanly. It turned out to be an ancient jade hairpin. At this time, looking at Li Luo's fingertips, they were clean, with no trace of blood, and not a single needle hole was visible.

Then he kowtowed to Li Moran, saying that he had disturbed the purity and took away his robe and futon, so he had to apologize. Li Moran kowtowed three times, but the inheritance was still not there. Hahaha, you are thinking too much.

Those who cultivate immortality have not seen it, and those who seek immortality are struggling to pursue it. It is really hard. It is like a donkey’s carrot, you can see it but you can’t eat it. How do you feel about it?

Hey! I don’t know if it can be used, or if it needs to be driven by spiritual energy.”

Fang Shu picked up the unresponsive bracelet, closed her eyes and meditated, trying to sense it. The shape and then the color of the bracelet vaguely appeared in her mind, and then the entire image appeared in front of Fang Shu's eyes.

Sure enough, I saw a hairpin with green rust, soaked in blood, and the blood color was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Uncle, please try this robe and shed your blood to identify its owner. The premise is that you don't mind that it is a relic. In my opinion, it is a treasure. In the world of cultivation, there is no such thing as a relic. Treasures are obtained by those who are destined to do so."

Fang Shu brought the robe and futon and showed them to Mr. Su.

Although they didn't know why, they knew that Fang Shu had many clever ideas, but they were obedient, and they all fell in love.

Fang Shu, who was twisting and turning, was suddenly awakened by her master.

"My dear disciple, come and see, this hairpin is absorbing my blood."

"Then take it off and try it."

Fang Shu~ Well~ I don’t want this, I want to sense the aura of the bracelet. Is there aura, is there space? Who hasn’t dreamed of being a heroine? What if there is a spiritual spring in space?

Fang Shu took out five more teacups and filled most of them with water. She took out a silver needle and pricked everyone's fingertips, asking each person to drop two drops of blood into the cup.

After listening to this, the other people sat down hurriedly, took the antiques, and continued the experiment.

Fortunately, Li Moran didn't know the rules of touching corpses in the world of cultivation, hehehe.

"Senior brother, look at this dress. It's neither rotten nor bad. It's a bit fantasy.

Everyone quietly packed up and left the room without disturbing Li Luo.

After hiding something secretly, I called him Li Moran.

After dinner, during evening tea, Li Moran reported everything. Several people were amazed and made an appointment to explore together tomorrow.

"Wait, don't go. I'm worried. I'll take it off while you watch."

"Xiao Fang Shu, I'm not afraid of this. I'll give it a try."

"Come, let me take a look."

Li Moran followed the rule that the deceased is the most important and did not want to touch the bones. Who knew that the junior sister was very courageous and would dare to touch anything.

Fang Shu hurriedly took out the silver needle again, poked Li Luo's fingertips, squeezed out a large drop of blood, picked up the hairpin and placed it on Li Luo's blood-stained fingertips. The hairpin was like a glutton, as if it was biting Li Luo.

Without relaxing his fingertips, Li Luo felt that his blood was draining rapidly.

After coming out, Fang Shu excitedly grabbed Mr. Su's big hand.

Before leaving, he put the mummy back to its original position, gave it a gift, and promised to find an auspicious day to bury the senior in fine clothes.

Then everyone was given a few antiques, rings, bracelets, hairpins, daggers, small swords, boats and other strange, simple or even tattered things.

Fang Shu moved the two boxes of treasures and antiques and played with them one by one. Several people thought that Fang Shu liked them, so they all came up with ideas to help her choose. Fang Shu waved her fingers, No, No, No, and asked everyone to wait a moment.

"Uncle, I'm convinced, this is a fantasy world, I'm sure there is a world of cultivation.

Fang Shu and Li Moran knocked through both rooms and found nothing else, so they left it at that. They took the clothes, futon and two boxes and walked out of the cave.

Last time my master and I explored an ancient cave in Zhongnan Mountain, the ancient books we found turned into powder as soon as they were taken out and exposed to sunlight. Will this clothes be the same?"

Okay, let's go and go home.

After my master finishes sensing it, he will know what it is.

Fang Shu pricked the old man's finger with a silver needle, and blood dripped from the fingertip onto the robe. After a few drops, the robe also flashed with glory, and slowly turned into a small robe, the size of a palm.

"Old man, go and feel it slowly."

"good!"

Handball tickets on a small plate!
Chapter completed!