Everyone walked over in a daze and gathered around the fire. They were silent for a long time, looking at the familiar surroundings and looking at each other in silence, unable to regain their senses.
Zhang Haixing stared straight at the bronze door not far behind her. She couldn't tell whether the current situation was still in an illusion. She couldn't find the critical point between reality and illusion.
To truly break the illusion, she must capture the barrier that separates the illusion. In other words, she must find the time medium when she first entered the illusion.
She was the first to speak to break the silence, and quietly tested Zhang Zhuxun, "The bronze door is right in front of you, how are we going to get in later?"
Zhang Zhuoxun didn't say anything, he just stood up and walked towards the bronze door.
Everyone looked at each other and subconsciously stood up and followed him.
However, when he was about to approach the Corpse Head Grass, Zhang Zhuxun raised his hand to stop him. He glanced at Zhang Haixing and said to everyone: "If you don't want to fall into another hallucination, just wait here honestly."
Wu Xie and Fatty winked at each other. They understood each other and made uneasy expressions as they watched Zhang Zhuxun walk into the corpse-head grass step by step.
Zhang Zhuxun's steps were very light, as if he was walking on clouds.
Soon they discovered that this was not an illusion. There was something squirming under the corpse grass behind Zhang Zhuxun, as if it was about to crawl out.
Gray mist was also continuously released from the cracks in the stones around the grass blades, and Zhang Zhuxun's figure was gradually obscured by the floating clouds.
Zhang Haixing and the others were afraid that the mist emerging from the cracks in the rocks where the corpse grass grew was poisonous, so they hurriedly covered their mouths and noses and retreated.
There are countless slender tentacle shadows swaying in the mist, like ghosts darting through it.
Wu Xie took a closer look and discovered that they were stem spores used for reproduction under the Corpse Head Grass. They squeezed through the white bones at the roots and grew out abruptly. The thin red threads twisted and twisted at a very fast speed to form a huge spore.
The blood network became denser and denser, turning into a big blood ball that kept squirming.
White and yellow stems and leaves are dotted on it like stars, and the tangled blood threads are strange and have a sense of beauty for no reason.
Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in astonishment. They fell into hallucination too quickly before and had no time to feel that Corpse Head Grass would undergo such a change.
The fat man's eyes widened and he hurriedly winked at Wu Xie. Isn't this the script that was discussed before?
Seeing Zhang Shuxun's figure being engulfed by a large swath of red, Wu Xie couldn't help but feel anxious. However, the calm posture of Zhang Shuxun walking in front of him showed that he was aware of this situation. Maybe these spores suddenly exploded and it was him.
Whatever happened, the play must continue.
Although he was anxious in his heart, Wu Xie still looked back at Fatty to reassure him that Zhang Haixing and the others would not see any flaws.
The expression on Feng's face was frightened, but there was a hint of surprise. Looking at the crazily growing Corpse Head Grass, he seemed to think of something, but he didn't say it out loud. He just hugged the backpack in his hand tightly, eyes tight.
Staring at the big blood mass that kept crawling and growing.
Zhang Haixing keenly caught the unusual mood swings, her eyes flashed. She recalled the mysterious small tower and rhinoceros horn candle that Feng took out from his body in the previous illusion, as well as Feng's own understanding of the bronze door, and she couldn't help but feel suspicious.
some thoughts.
The current scene was different from what she had seen before, and Zhang Haixing made up her mind that as long as Bai Ci could take out the ghost seal from the corpse-head grass, she would immediately find an excuse to pass on the news.
In fact, she already suspected that the reason why she had hallucinations before was, firstly, that the bell hidden in the grass was the attractor, and secondly, it had something to do with the bronze door itself.
A long time ago, the Wang family has known that the things in the bronze door have autonomous consciousness. The level of understanding of this consciousness is very huge, and heaven's instruction is the way for it to communicate with human beings.
The previous hallucination was too real. She had reason to suspect that what she saw was exactly what Tianshu wanted her to perceive. Tianshu connected her consciousness with it. The person who attacked her in the door was probably herself.
One of the things I'm looking for.
Thinking of this, Zhang Haixing felt faintly excited and stared in the direction of the bronze door with burning eyes.
Wu Xie, who had been observing her carefully, frowned slightly and became increasingly wary.
The blood-threaded ball was still expanding. In just a short time, it had expanded to almost occupying half of the cave. Wu Xie and the others had to continue to retreat.
The fat man was circling around impatiently, "Why hasn't the boy come out after being in there for so long? He won't let this bloody ball be eaten."
"Probably not." Wu Xie answered ambiguously and hesitated, "If we wait another ten minutes, if it doesn't work, we will find a way to burn all these corpse-head grasses."
"Okay." The fat man nodded immediately.
"There's no need for you to burn it." Zhang Haixing suddenly said, pointing at the blood balls, "It's already burning."
"?" Fatty didn't hear clearly, "What's so exciting?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a huge explosion, and everyone's ears and the surrounding caves were buzzing, and the hot breath swept toward them.
Everyone was knocked backwards by the rush. Wu Xie rolled around in confusion on the ground for several times before he stabilized his body and hurriedly raised his head to look over there.
The firelight completely turned the entire cave red, and the huge wall-like blood balls had been scattered into countless pieces, burning violently along with the corpses underneath.
In the midst of the firelight, a dark figure walked quickly out of the heat, waved the thing in his hand to them, "I got it."
Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got up from the ground. Seeing that Zhang Zhuxun was unharmed, he patted the burnt blood on his body and asked, "Did you set the fire?"
Zhang Zhuxun nodded and explained: "Before you were lying in it, the fresh blood had already stimulated the reproductive behavior of the Corpse Head Grass. If you don't burn it, the spores will explode when they expand to a certain extent, and the spores will explode.
It will burst into you like a bullet, pierce into your skin, and turn you into an empty shell in less than three minutes."
"Look carefully at the exposed skin of the body for any scratches. If so, wrap it up. We will have to pass over the remaining corpse grass later. The spores are smaller than the tip of a needle and can penetrate
Your flesh will have to be as thin as a chopstick to be able to detect it in the future, but by then it has already penetrated into your internal organs, and will break as soon as you poke it out, and you will have to undergo surgery to remove it."
Listening to what he said, Wu Xie couldn't help but think of the hair-like mycelium that he had seen in the Xiguniang Cave.
This thing is probably a species with similar properties.
The fat man brushed the scorched earth from his hair and looked at the corpse-head grass where the fire was dying out. "Thousand-year-old Bodhisattvas and ten thousand-year-old bastards can't burn it clean with such a big fire. Let's just change this thing's name to Xiaoqiang grass."
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"Wildfires can't burn them all, and the spring breeze blows them again. This thing can't be killed. What's burned is only part of the spores that are about to take shape."
Zhang Zhuoxun put the things he took out aside and patted his trousers. He also got a lot of them when he walked out of them.
Zhang Haixing looked at the familiar jade box, his breath stagnated, and then he immediately thought of something, "You couldn't have planted this ghost thing here."