Looking at his face that was red from being pinched, Yang Buwei realized that he had indeed used too much force just now.
He said with some embarrassment: "Brother Wang, I'm sorry, I was a little anxious just now. I'm so sorry."
Wang Gensheng also knew that he didn't mean it and was also caring about himself, so he didn't say anything more, but the burning pain on his face was really unbearable.
He had no choice but to blame who he could blame. He could only blame his own behavior just now for causing him psychological shadow.
Wang Gensheng thought to himself: He must let him get rid of this shadow, and he must let himself get rid of what he just experienced, otherwise he will keep climbing up in fear, not knowing what will happen."
The best way to eliminate the shadow is to face it head-on, so Wang Gensheng said: "Brother Yang, I want to go in and have a look. I always feel that the environment just now is not unreasonable. It would be better if I didn't see this crack. I wouldn't
any ideas,
But now that I have seen it, I think I should go in and have a look, what do you think?"
Yang Buwei was worried that there was not enough time, so he said: "Will this crack be very deep? If it is too deep, don't go in. We don't have much time."
Wang Gensheng recalled the scene in the environment just now. From the time he discovered the problem to the end of the crack, there were only a few minutes in between.
So he said to him: "From the entrance of the cave to the end of the crack, it's only a few minutes' journey, and it won't be very deep."
Yang Buwei was also curious about what happened just now, so he agreed with his opinion.
Wang Gensheng summoned the Lingxu Sword before entering the crack, just in case.
The intimidating power exuded by Lingxu's sword immediately made Yang Buwei feel at ease.
So he followed Wang Gensheng and walked into the crack.
Walking cautiously inside, Wang Gensheng took every step very slowly, stopping to look at the surrounding stone walls for anything unusual.
Because the crack was too narrow, Yang Buwei, who was behind Wang Gensheng, couldn't see what was in front of him. He could only follow each step he took.
The curiosity in my heart kept causing trouble, so I said softly: "Brother Wang, have you found anything?"
"Nothing unusual has been found yet."
After seeing the corner in front, Wang Gensheng subconsciously glanced back. Looking out from this angle looked nothing strange.
Continue walking slowly deeper into the crack.
When he reached the corner, Wang Gensheng took a careful look at the stone wall.
Because it was at this location that I smashed the Moutai bottle and woke up from the illusion.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. Once you look at it, you will be shocked.
The raised spots on the stone wall clearly showed signs of being hit by something.
Suddenly, he felt a chill all over his body, and he reached out his hand and pinched his face.
The feeling of pain is instantly transmitted to the brain.
After confirming that he was not in the illusion, he pointed at the location and said, "Brother Yang, do you still remember how I woke up from the illusion?"
Yang Buwei thought about what he said for a moment, then looked at where his finger was, and suddenly broke into a cold sweat, and his hair immediately started to stand up.
"Brother Wang, could it be that we have all been tricked?"
Wang Gensheng pinched his face hard with his hand, taking it as revenge for what he had just done.
The pain made him scream like a pig.
Wang Gensheng said immediately: "Brother Yang, don't blame me. I did it out of necessity for our safety. I pinched myself just now and we were not hit."
Hearing what he said, Yang Buwei was immediately speechless.
After all, what he said made sense, and he pinched his face hard just now. Even if he was out for revenge, he had nothing to say at this time.
Looking at the marks left by the smashing, Wang Gensheng was puzzled as to whether he had really been here in the illusion just now.
And it still leaves this trace here, which is hard to explain.
Looking at the ground, there were no traces at all. In the illusion, he had smashed a bottle of Moutai, but no fragments or anything like that was found.
And the Maotai liquor is still intact outside.
So where did this mark come from? There are obvious cracking marks left on the stone wall after the impact. Is there something strange in it?
The more he thought like this, the more and more curious Wang Gensheng became, and soon curiosity took over his entire brain.
"Brother Yang, don't be nervous, you will reach the end soon after passing the corner in front."
Yang Buwei has never experienced what Wang Gensheng experienced just now.
Although I'm a little curious, I don't have the mentality like him to go and see.
Holding the Lingxu sword in his hand tightly, Wang Gensheng cheered up and continued walking inside.
When I walked to the corner, I took a deep breath, opened my eyes wide and poked my head in to take a look.
When I looked over my head, I took a deep breath.
A dense white skeleton is at the end of the crack. Judging from the appearance of the bones, it seems that he was still meditating before death.
Yang Buwei looked at his look and immediately asked: "Brother Wang, what did you see? I saw that your breathing was a little short just now."
Wang Gensheng didn't answer and walked in directly.
Walking in, I found that the crack space behind the corner was larger than outside, and could barely accommodate two people to pass through, so I shouted to Yang Buwei behind me: "Come here, the space inside is larger."
Then Yang Buwei also walked in.
As soon as he took a step forward, Yang Buwei immediately shouted: "Ah! How come there are white bones here?"
Wang Gensheng replied casually: "Are you asking me or this skeleton?"
This kind of thing is nothing in front of the monks, nor can it be considered a terrifying thing.
It's just that when I see it unexpectedly, I'm still shocked because I never thought it would be this kind of thing.
Yang Buwei scratched his head and said, "Brother Wang, have you ever seen this white skeleton in the illusion?"
"No, I remember it clearly, absolutely not."
Recalling that I was standing at the entrance of the cave just now, it seemed that there was a strange force urging me to go in. Could it be that the soul of this white skeleton is still here?
So he said to Yang Buwei: "Brother Yang, could the illusion I had just now be caused by the soul of this white bone?"
Hearing what he said, Yang Buwei felt that it made sense, because in the world of monks, it is true that after death, the soul is still unwilling to reincarnate.
Thinking about it carefully, I once heard that someone found a cave in the mountains. After entering, they found that there were many magic secrets and gold and silver treasures inside.
And the owner of the cave still stays in the cave to protect these,
In the end, the man who broke into the cave was trapped in the cave for more than ten years before letting him go.
Yang Buwei walked up to the bones, grabbed a hand bone, looked at it carefully, then picked up a foot bone, looked at it and said: "This is the skeleton of a man, at least older than
He is a hundred years old, there are no traces of injury on his body, and his bones are all intact. From this posture, it looks like he was sitting down naturally."