"Little Jiu?" Ling Qingyu turned around with a sigh of relief, but saw Ying Jiuyu stand up but staggered and fell to the ground, and hurried up to help him, before her hand touched Ying Jiu, Ying Jiu stepped back Shan said, "I'm fine."
Ling Qingyu was a little injured, and thinking about it was wrong, these children were used to laughing and joking with her, and they would never avoid her contact or even bear hugs. They grabbed his wrist and said, "Show me."
"Don't grab it, it's poisonous." Ying Jiu shouted, and then wanted to pull her hand away, but seeing Ling Qingyu's face suddenly turned ugly, she lowered her head and didn't dare to struggle any more.
Ying Jiu's skin has always been a very beautiful wheat color, but now the wrist is blue, not only the wrist, but even the upper body of the **** has large green spots, Ling Qingyu turned him carefully Turning around, seeing the several small wounds on the back continuously flowing out blue-black blood, he gasped unconsciously.
"It's okay, I'm in charge, I can hold on. I've met people who are stronger than this before." Ying Jiu said cautiously. It's just that when they met before, they always carried medicine with them, but this time the three of them didn't bring anything with them.
Ling Qingyu went to touch her neck. The fruit and green grass brought back from Treasure Island were put in a small bag and hung around her neck in a small and shriveled image after leaving Treasure Island, but there was nothing after touching it. , Ling Qingyu remembered that because it was too hot, she was impatient with carrying things on her body, so she took off the cloth bag and put it in the room, and couldn't help but hit herself in annoyance.
Only now did Yan Qi see the wound on Ying Jiu's back, and she frowned unconsciously. Those corpse poisons are easy to deal with, and they will kill her in a while, but the poison of this wound is a bit troublesome.
"Xiao Jiu, you have to scrape off the outer flesh." Yan Qi took the sword from Ying Jiu's hand. He was in a hurry when he entered the water without any weapon, and now only Ying Jiu's sword can be used.
Ying Jiu nodded, turned around and arched his back, exposing the wound in front of Yan Qi.
"Don't look." Seeing Ling Qingyu shaking his head, Yan Qi sighed softly, picked up the tip of his sword, and gouged out all the flesh around the wound. Although the wound was small, the venom had already soaked in, and a large one was removed after a few small wounds. A piece of flesh, only to see the bright red flesh.
Ying Jiu gritted her teeth and didn't say a word, but her body trembled slightly.
Seeing that Yan Qi stopped sweating after wiping off her sweat, Ling Qingyu tore off all the hem of her long skirt, and then tore it into strips, preparing to wrap it for Ying Jiu.
"Wait." Yan Qi touched the cloth strip and said, "It's still wet, it needs to be dry."
"Then what?" Ling Qingyu wanted to ask how to do it? Seeing that Yan Qi took the cloth strip and held it with both hands, white air came out from the cloth strip, so it turns out that the inner strength can still do this.
After bandaging Ying Jiu, Yan Qi took off her long gown and put it on Ling Qingyu, saying, "Put it on."
Yan Qi, who had taken off his gown, only had a pair of short underwear left on his body. His thin and fair body bloomed like a magnolia in this dark stone room.
Ling Qingyu quickly withdrew her thoughts and put on his long gown. It was very cold inside the cave. Among the three of them, although Ying Jiu was injured, she was the most useless one. If she had a problem, she would put the two of them together. All implicated.
Walking to the opened small stone door, Yan Qi picked up a candle with the arrowhead as usual and walked in carefully.
Inside was a small square stone room, the stone room was empty, without anything, Yan Qi just wanted to move forward when Ling Qingyu stopped him.
"Wait." Ling Qingyu held Yan Qi, then slowly squatted down, looking at the floor.
The floor was paved with long strips of stone slabs. The places where they entered all the way in front of them were directly excavated between the stone walls in the belly of the mountain, but this stone room was specially paved with stone slabs.
Yan Qi stood at the door, and flicked the candlelight from the arrowhead into the candlestick inside the stone room. When the light was on, one could clearly see that there were arrow holes on the four walls of the stone room.
"As long as you take one wrong step, all arrows will be fired here." Ling Qingyu looked around and smiled wryly.
It seemed that he was still looking for the secrets on the floor, Ling Qingyu continued to squat down and touched the floor with his fingers.
"Be careful!" Yan Qi pulled her arm and retreated quickly, there was a burst of shots in the stone room, and the arrows shot instantly spread a layer on the ground.
Ling Qingyu was stunned, calming down his throbbing heart, and said, "Yan Qi, can you get rid of the dust on the floor? There is something on the floor."
Yan Qi let go of her, took a breath, and waved her palms, the dust and arrowheads on the floor of the stone room turned into a whirl and were swept into the corner.
"It's good to have internal strength." Ling Qingyu sighed, then walked to the door of the stone room and looked inside.
After watching for a while, Ling Qingyu asked with a dark face: "Which of you two can play chess?"
On the floor was a chess game.
Ying Jiu shook his head, Ling Qingyu looked at Yan Qi.
"I don't know how to do this." Yan Qi also shook his head, seeing Ling Qingyu's face suddenly turned down, and said again: "But my father told me to recite a chess game since I was a child, and I only know that game."
Holding Ling Qingyu in his arms, he took the first step according to the memory in his mind, and the stone slab on the floor began to move.
"Yingjiu, remember clearly!" Ling Qingyu yelled at Yingjiu, leaning on Yanqi's shoulder, seeing him nodding, and looking back at Yanqi.
Seeing Yan Qi's feet poking and poking but not getting out, Ling Qingyu asked, "What's wrong?"
"I can't remember exactly which step it was." Yan Qi frowned, and smiled at Ling Qingyu: "If I make a wrong move, we will die together."
"En." Ling Qingyu hugged his neck and said with determination: "Then let's die together."
Yan Qi shook her body slightly, hugged her even tighter, closed her eyes slightly, looked at Eye Shadow Nine again, saw Shadow Nine nodded, turned her body sideways and walked to the next step.
Ying Jiu raised his mind, and was ready to pounce on the stone slab if it looked strange. The two of them blocked each other, maybe Ling Qingyu could escape.
Yan Qi's feet fell steadily, and the stone slab on the opposite side began to move with a creak, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Step by step, the endgame that had been dormant in the depths of his mind emerged more and more clearly in his mind. After the last step, a stone door opened on the opposite stone wall.
Yan Qi turned to Ying Jiu and said, "Follow what I say."
The wind was blowing in the stone room, but the body holding him was already covered with a thin layer of sweat.
Looking over Yan Qi's shoulder, one could see a small cave behind the opened stone door, with a shining light inside.
"Is your ancestor a literati?" Looking at the small cave, Ling Qingyu asked unconsciously.
"If you're talking about Taizu, the old man hates poetry the most." Yan Qi stared at Ying Jiu as he walked step by step, and replied casually.
After Ying Jiu had also come over, Yan Qi looked at the small stone cave, and then understood why Ling Qingyu asked such a question.
There are two luminous pearls inlaid on the stone wall of the small stone cave, and a dizzy light emerges in the cave. There are several large porcelain vases on one side of the cave, which are filled with scrolls. On the other side, there is a closed stone gate. There are three stone platforms in front of the stone gate. There is a groove on the stone platform that can just fit the scrolls.
"It seems that I want to find the corresponding scroll and put it in, but I don't know what will happen if I put it in the wrong place." Arriving here, Ling Qingyu was not in a hurry, and smiled relaxedly.
"No matter what, we just die together." Yan Qi also laughed. Then he took a step forward and walked into the small cave with Ling Qingyu in his arms, followed by Ying Jiu.
As soon as the three of them walked into the small stone cave, the stone door behind them closed. The door didn't open very fast, but it closed so fast that Yan Qi just turned around, and it was already closed to the stone wall without a single crack.
The cave suddenly became quiet, only the light of the night pearl flickered faintly.
"We have to hurry up, this place is sealed." Ling Qingyu sighed. Is this a rush of time
Yan Qi and Ying Jiu skimmed to the side of the big porcelain vase, took out a painting scroll and prepared to put it in the groove.
"Wait." Ling Qingyu hurriedly stopped the two of them. According to the degree of corruption in this place, you will definitely not be given a chance to miss it.
Walking to the side of the stone platform, I saw characters carved on the stone platform.
Depend on! Take the time to guess the riddle! Ling Qingyu cursed secretly, then brushed away the dust on the stone platform, and read: "The cold light screams across the nine fields, and the iron cavalry gallops to shake the eight wildernesses. And the warriors beat the golden drum, and the heroic martial arts shine everywhere."
After thinking for a while, Ling Qingyu walked to another stone platform, and said: "It's hard to find a trace in the sky, and there are five pine trees under the Taixuan Gate. I don't know how deep the clouds are, and it's hard to call, and the storm is full of dreams."
Change another one, and read: "When the sun appears, the stars change. When the sun moves, the three realms collapse. When the sun rises, the heaven and the earth will perish."
It's so deep, Ling Qingyu rubbed his brows, looked hopefully at Yan Qi, and asked, "Did your ancestor leave any hints?"
Yan Qi shook her head.
"Let's spread out these paintings first." Ling Qingyu took the scroll in Ying Jiu's hand and spread it out. It was a picture of a beauty.
There are about 20 sets of picture scrolls in the porcelain vase, and the cave has been filled after being spread out one by one.
Frowning, he looked at those picture scrolls, took a look, and then looked at the three lines of writing, and then picked out the only picture that showed a picture of soldiers marching out, and saw the battle flag that was flying almost half an area , took it to the edge of the first stone platform, right again, rolled up the painting and put it in the groove.
The stone platform made a creaking sound, and stopped at half the height, and then heard the sound of a bolt being opened on the stone door.
Ling Qingyu hissed lightly, as if he had been fooled.
"When the sun appears, the stars change. When the sun moves, the three realms collapse. When the sun dies, the heaven and the earth will perish, and the heaven and the earth will perish."
"Heaven and earth are destroyed, these are all landscape pictures, which one is the turmoil in the Three Realms?" Ling Qingyu muttered, flipping through those landscape pictures.
"I see." After looking through it for a long time, Ling Qingyu slapped his head suddenly, and took out a map of mountains, rivers and society from the pile of paintings, then rolled it up and put it in the groove.
The stone platform also lowered halfway and then stopped, the sound of the stone door being opened was unexpectedly pleasant.
The air in the cave was getting thinner and thinner, Yan Qi and Ying Jiu both sat aside to try to calm down and reduce oxygen consumption.
"The sky is far away and it is hard to find the extinction. There are five pines under the Taixuan Gate. I don't know if the clouds are deep and the cry is hard to call, and the storm is full of dreams. This must be a landscape painting. Five pines, five pines, why are there five pines?" A pine tree!" Ling Qingyu felt a little irritable, and her breathing became tighter and tighter, indicating that there was not much air, but among these paintings, the landscape paintings were the most, and the one I picked just now was because she remembered the list of gods when she was talking about Taiyi , I remember that Nuwa has a treasure in it, and the mountains and rivers in it are changed at will, which is somewhat similar to this, so I took a gamble, but the artistic conception in this poem is too vague. Zhang are almost the same.
Seeing the cold sweat on Ling Qingyu's forehead was bigger than one, and his breathing became tighter and tighter, Ying Jiu glanced at Yan Qi, then took the sword in his hand, turned the sword head, and aimed it at his chest, ready to stab go in.
"Xiao Jiu!" Ling Qingyu just turned around and saw his movement and shouted loudly, pounced on him, grabbed the sword and said, "What are you doing? Let's go out together if we want to go out, and die together if we want to die." This silly child must be thinking that if she dies, she can reduce the consumption of oxygen and give her more time.
"It doesn't matter." The air is so thin that it is very difficult to breathe, and I am afraid that I will be completely suffocated in a few minutes. Ling Qingyu holds Ying Jiu's hand in one hand, and randomly picks from the four paintings he finally selected. One pair was placed in the groove.
The stone platform wobbled down, and the hearts of the three wobbled along with it. Seeing that it was still going down after halfway down, their hearts tightened.