Before he could stop him, the arrow had already been inserted into the throats of the Wang family.
Looking at the young brother's clean and clear eyes, Zhang Zhuxun suddenly fell silent.
Out of a sense of reverence, he has always been silently observing his younger brother, and sometimes he would imitate the moves his younger brother had used when using his sword.
But the difference is that he doesn't mind killing, especially the enemy, while the younger brother will choose to kill with one blow, whether it's a person or a rice dumpling, the shot will be clean and the death will be neat.
My brother is a clean, gentle, strong and compassionate person.
Compared to a god who is aloof and overlooks all living beings, his own characteristics are actually more like a Buddha.
His emotions are very light, with no deliberate hatred or overly strong likes. Before meeting Baima, he was even like a stone without emotions.
In those three silent days with only the sound of breathing, Baima taught him to miss with his only warmth and heartbeat. Perhaps that was the first time he felt the desire in his heart, instead of being as cold as the Zhang family deliberately cultivated.
To the extreme.
Even after experiencing so much darkness and suffering, his heart is still as holy, tough and gentle as Pema hoped.
The Zhang family's training is so harsh that most of the children's joys, angers, sorrows and joys have disappeared during the long-term training.
Children are supposed to have weaknesses. If there is a child who has been calm and unusual since childhood, then this child's life will probably be miserable without him realizing it.
Just like Zhang Zhuxun himself, no matter how good he was, he once messed up a task because of his wanton temper when he was young. However, the lessons given by his parents, apart from being whipped twice and being put in solitary confinement to reflect on his mistakes, were not deliberately deprived.
His emotional perception.
Of course, the punishment was severe at first, but he was stopped by one of the grandfathers. Later, he realized that the trouble he got into at that time could be revealed in a hundred times, and it was better for his parents to take action to deal with the aftermath.
Wiped my ass.
Zhang Qiling's childhood was mottled and messy, but these did not leave any traces in his heart. He is a person who can still treat the world kindly after experiencing all the hypocrisy and dirty aspects of the world.
Even when facing the Wang family who destroyed the Zhang family, he still has no unnecessary emotions.
"Do you think this world is lively?" Zhang Zhuoxun looked at his younger brother and suddenly asked.
The younger brother looked at him indifferently, a little confused.
Zhang Zhuoxun suddenly laughed, "In addition to plain-cut chicken, what else do you like to eat?"
The little brother still had that cool and cold look, but he still thought subconsciously, "Goldfish."
Zhang Zhuo was about to say "yes" due to his conditioned reflex. When he went out and asked the fat man to do it for you, the words suddenly stuck on his lips, "Well, little brother, you can't eat that goldfish thing. It's actually from wild crucian carp."
Genetically mutated species have excessive amounts of heavy metals in their bodies, and it is said that goldfish have a memory of only seven seconds, so eating them can lead to poor memory."
The little brother seemed to be stunned for a moment, and it was fleeting.
"When we get out, let the fat man cook you steamed seabass." Zhang Zhuoxun wiped the fine sand off his hands, stood up and said, "Let's go."
The Wang family members in the quicksand had been killed in one blow, and their bodies were completely swallowed up by the quicksand.
The only regret is that we didn’t find out the whereabouts of other Wang family members. This shows that the Wang family’s brainwashing skills are really good.
The younger brother nodded. Since he knew the formation here by heart, the two quickly bypassed Dumen and Shangmen and came out of Shengmen.
The control mechanisms of the traps here are all set on the soles of the feet. It is very sensitive to judge the direction of the person walking by the movement of the feet.
The two of them circled back to the crack where they first entered. Before Zhang Zhuxun could speak, the entire ground began to tremble, and some of the pillars in the forest of stone pillars began to move, like ghostly shadows in the mist and dust.
Keep shaking.
After half a cup of tea, the movement of the stone pillars gradually stopped, and a deep and dark winding path appeared in front of me. It could not be seen to the end. The stone pillars stood solemnly on both sides of the path like warriors guarding tombs, and the fog also dispersed.
Zhang Zhuoxun and the two looked at each other, then carefully walked in with the lights on.
Every time you walk a certain distance, the stone pillars at the back will move over like a sensor door, sealing the path that has been passed, leaving no trace of the previous one.
Yes, this thing can only advance but not retreat.
The two walked along the trail for about twenty minutes, and finally walked out of the stone forest, and a stone temple appeared in front of them.
What comes into view in the center of the stone hall is a very large dark statue. The base of the statue alone is more than two meters high. The statue is carved with a giant jian. Yes, it is not a unicorn, but a jian.
Zhang Zhuoxun suddenly thought of the fluorescent patterns he had seen on the stone pillars before. The younger brother must have noticed them, so he asked him what the patterns he saw there were composed of.
The little brother said softly: "A rebellious Jian."
A flash of understanding flashed through Zhang Zhuoxun's eyes. It is indeed like this. This may also be the screening mechanism set up by the Zhang family here. If you are more careful about the first-level formation and have a stronger memory, you can find it by following the fluorescent patterns on the stone pillars.
The way to survive, but the second level depends entirely on the understanding of Qimen Bagua.
The Zhang family's innate amnesia is uncertain, but their familiarity with institutions is as if they were born with it. No matter how much they lose their memory, they will never forget the totems and marks in their blood.
While screening the previous Qimen formation, it was also used to remind the Zhang family who later entered this place due to amnesia. The subsequent functions of the mechanism are probably similar.
The murals on the walls on both sides of the stone hall are also painted with special methods. They depict the various forms of the dragon on the stone carving. They are bright and complex, simple and mysterious, but also reveal a hint of weirdness.
Especially when you look at the eyes in the murals, they are bulging like real eyeballs. It feels like these ancient ferocious beasts are staring at you, which makes people shudder.
There are a total of eighteen lamp figurines on the edge of the stone hall, nine on each side. At the top of the lamp figurines are the heads of various ancient birds and animals, and the animal bodies are hovering close to the lamp posts.
The two walked down the steps. The younger brother pinched the bead in the mouth of the dragon on the right side of the lantern figurine and gently turned it clockwise. There was a clicking sound and all the lantern figurines on the right suddenly lit up one after another.
Walking around the stone hall in a large circle, the lantern figurines on the left gradually became brighter, and the mouths of those animal heads spit out bright yellow flames like clouds and mist.
The strange feeling of darkness around me was suddenly washed away, and I retreated into the shadow of the fire.
Although there was no obvious smell on the tip of their noses, Zhang Zhuxun and his brother put on the gas masks again.
The two walked into the stone hall and came to the huge ink-colored statue of Jian. Under the bright firelight, the patterns on Jian's body were carved very delicately, with extraordinary charm. It was a masterpiece of ingenuity. Even the hair on Jian was beautiful.
It is as clear as a living thing, as if the craftsman who originally carved this statue had really seen the legendary beast with his own eyes.
The shadow next to him flickered, and when he looked up, he saw that the little brother had grabbed one of Fang's front legs, flew over to the bronze octagonal bell hanging around Fang's neck, and reached out to fumble on it a few times.
This bronze octagonal bell was later hung on it with a bronze chain. Due to its age, it was already covered with green embroidery. The young man reached out and took out the black gold ancient sword from behind. He fixed his figure with one hand and waved the sword towards the hanging bell with the other hand.
The bronze chain of the bell was chopped off with one knife.
With a clang, the chain as thick as a bowl was cut off, and the bronze bell fell instantly. Zhang Zhuoxun made a mistake in his step and reached out to catch the bell. His arm was shaken and sank.
The bell looked almost like a heavy bronze cauldron turned upside down up close. It was impossible to observe it carefully while holding it in his arms, so Zhang Zhuxun put the bell on the ground.
The little brother also put away the knife, jumped down from above, and squatted next to the bell.
Ignoring the pattern on the bell's appearance, the two of them turned it over and stood it up like a bowl.
The bell is not inlaid with copper tongues, but has nine small bronze balls connected in series like Nine Dragon Balls. They are tightly fixed in the center of the bell by bronze chains, so the bell did not ring even when it shook so much.
Zhang Zhuxun didn't understand why he wanted to cut off the bell at first, but when he saw another familiar yet unfamiliar fire mark on the inner wall of the bell, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.
Fuck, what is Zhang Menyu doing? Can you give me some obvious hints? The most important thing is that he has no idea what this fire pattern means.
"How about we touch this cat again?" Zhang Zhuo said quietly.
The little brother shook his head, leaned over and picked up the bell, walked around the statue of Jian, and walked towards the back. Zhang Zhuxun quickly followed.
After taking two steps, Zhang Zhuoxun looked at the bell held by his little brother, and suddenly a guess came to his mind, "Brother, did he hang this bell after he came in?"
The little brother didn't say anything, but glanced at Zhang Zhuxun lightly.
This made him a little crazy. Could it be that the younger brother had already guessed what the different fire patterns meant? But he couldn't see any connection between this fire pattern and the usual symbols of the Zhang family, except that it was equally complicated. p>
Or maybe the little brother's memory has recovered a little and he remembers that he once met Zhang Menyu?
If Zhang Menyu had recognized Zhang Qiling in Zhang Dafoye's team, they should have communicated with each other. Maybe Zhang Menyu had told me about the meaning of the fire mark.
With a slight click of his tongue, he finally realized Xiaozhen's feeling of wanting to get to the bottom of things and scratching his head.
Behind the giant dragon statue is a tomb door. The door is still carved with a dragon, and there are two small holes under the nose of the dragon in the center.
Zhang Zhuxun stretched out his finger and poked it in, pressed the hinge of the mechanism inside and turned it clockwise twice. After hearing the blocking sound of Kaba, he turned it counterclockwise three times. After feeling the same obstruction, he poked it with force.
, and then continue to twist clockwise.
There was a buzzing sound, and the tomb door shook. Zhang Zhuxun quickly took out his hand, and then heard a series of pulling sounds of chains, and the tomb door slowly rose upwards.
A staircase stone path was exposed at the back. The two walked in. After taking a few steps, the tomb door slowly lowered again.
The stone path is not long, and it soon reaches the end. There is another hall in front of it. There is a thin light above the dome, which looks like moonlight. It shines like stars shining in the night sky.
"Wow, Fatty has always been thinking about the Fifty Star Map." Zhang Shuxun sighed with emotion.
The specifications here are very similar to the previous stone hall, except that the pattern on the mural is replaced by a majestic unicorn, and in the center of the hall is a jade-carved altar.
There is a circular sacrificial plate in the center of the altar, with a pattern of one finger indented on it, and nine holes as big as a fist.
The little brother put the chopped bell aside, broke the chain inside with his bare hands, took off the small bronze balls, and put them into the holes one by one.
Zhang Zhuxun, who was standing next to him, had drawn a knife and cut a gash on the ulnar side of his right hand. He clenched his fist and squeezed hard. The blood dripping on the jade platform immediately spread quickly along the lines, forming a pattern of a nine-petal lotus.
, the tip of the lotus leaf corresponds to the nine small bronze balls.
When the blood flowed into those holes, the small ball placed inside suddenly seemed to be moved by an invisible force, and rolled toward the center at the same time.
Zhang Zhuxun retracted his hand and took out a disinfectant wipe to wipe away the remaining blood on his hand. In just a short time, the wound he had just cut had stopped bleeding, and the granulation tissue inside was showing signs of slow healing.
The little brother stared at his right hand for a few times and pursed his lips.
Zhang Zhuoxun said jokingly: "Don't think about it, wait until your hemostasis function is as sharp as mine, and then you can think about bloodletting."
This time the mechanism was activated even more slowly. After half a cup of tea, the round sacrificial plate slowly opened a hole that only one person could pass through.
Under the light of the flashlight, everything as far as the eye could see was green. The little brother jumped in directly, and after two seconds, he shook the light upward.
Zhang Zhuxun also followed closely and found that this place was a man-made lava channel mixed with jade veins. The front and back were connected, and the position they entered was in the middle.
The entrance above has been closed, and the young man reached out and touched the wall, remaining silent.
Zhang Zhuxun's sharp eyes found some marks on the wall on the other side that were used by the Zhang family. The carvings were a bit sloppy, and he almost burst into tears, "Brother, go this way."
The little brother turned around and saw the mark and nodded.
The two people walked quickly in the passage. The stone quality of the jade vein lava quickly disappeared and turned into a pure rock passage. Here, the cracks between the mountains were directly used. At the end, the two of them simply walked out sideways in the cracks. A bit of light appeared in front of them, which was the amber-like light green unique to jade veins. The two of them got out of the crack, looked around, and found that they had arrived at a completely unfamiliar cave.
The cave was similar to the ones they had entered before. There were pools of water on the ground, and the corresponding ends were connected to stone passages.
But after walking out, they discovered that the Huo family, who were supposed to stay outside the cave at the beginning, had moved here unknowingly.
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