168. The fifth floor of the pagoda burial
Mouse is a real kid. Meihui said it was a spider but he didn’t look carefully at what it was. He would crush it to death if he raised his foot. I quickly pushed him away. “Are you stupid? Don’t move, Human Face Mushroom! This is a Human Face Mushroom.
!Are you seeking death? Is the curse in your body lifted?"
The mouse was startled when he heard what I said, and quickly shrank his feet: "Nima...it turns out that these human figurines didn't die in the battle! They died of a curse! How tenacious this human-faced mushroom is!
?Can you live for hundreds of years without a host?"
In the blink of an eye, perhaps a living person suddenly broke into the sealed space. Cracks slowly opened in the bodies of all the figurines, and their sojourners, the Human Face Mushrooms, emerged from the gaps.
.One by one, they were running around in dense numbers under our feet.
"You uncle's rat, if you insist on using someone else's saber, will you get me into trouble again? Come on, don't wait for them to wake up!" I yelled.
The three of them hurriedly started running to the fifth floor. When they reached the halfway point on the second floor, I looked back and saw a bunch of little human-faced mushrooms with a lot of claws growing out from under them. The claws were not big.
, some are like millipedes, numb and squeaking in a very disgusting way, and
The eyes on their wrinkled little faces are all open, and they are gathering together and scrambling to squirm towards us. Maybe they are also running a marathon, and the first, second and third place can find a new host.
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I climbed up to the fifth floor and quickly took out my mountaineering pick and dug hard at the stone steps. As the saying goes, I will survive after death. No matter how powerful this human-faced mushroom is, it is impossible for the little claws under its belly to jump. At the same time, we
Maybe there won't be a chance to go down, of course even if it doesn't
Nowadays, we are all desperadoes. If there is no exit at the top, we will be dead anyway. We just don’t want to take advantage of these disgusting guys. Quartz stone is very brittle, and it can be broken into pieces almost in one go.
Finally, it can be said that a piece of my heart has been relieved.
As each floor increases, the entire space is no longer so spacious on the fifth floor. In other words, the space on each floor is shrinking as we go higher. There are only less than 100 people here.
It was a small, flat place, extremely empty, with nothing but a bottle of statue in the middle.
Seeing that the entire fifth floor was so empty, the three of them felt less frightened. They gathered their courage and slowly moved towards the statue.
"Gemini, I see why this statue is turning yellow? Is it copper?" the mouse asked.
I knocked it with a mountaineering pick, and the echo was muffled, solid, and had a metallic touch. I was stunned and said: "This is not copper, it is pure gold. Copper is relatively hard, and gold is soft. In ancient times,
The king rewarded the sergeants with a gold ingot, and all the soldiers
I came from a poor family. Where has I seen real gold? The best way to prove it is to bite it on the tip of your teeth. If there is an imprint, it is pure gold. Look, I used a mountaineering pick to dig out a hole without using much force.
, and the mountaineering pickaxe still has gold dust on it!”
Maybe there were too many good things seen in Changbai Mountain, but the pure gold statue in the tomb of King Turgut Khan seemed a little less eye-catching. The mouse just sighed with emotion at Obasi's visit this time.
He was so generous that he didn't even say that he wanted to move it. Of course, he couldn't move the golden statue because it was too big.
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Chapter completed!