Shi Jingzhi quickly woke up.
When he regained consciousness, Yin Ci was lying next to him. Shi Jingzhi groped for Yin Ci's face - still breathing, not dead.
He felt relieved and ignited the sun fire again, this time the light shone as usual. Immediately he hesitated for a moment, but after all he was worried about his apprentice. He picked up Yin Ci and started to move forward. Everyone along the way was either unconscious or unable to move.
If the humanoid coffin was still there, it would never have left so many people alive. It was probably destroyed.
But if it were broken through normally, several masters would not be completely silent. If they were knocked unconscious like me...
It should have been the man in white.
Shi Jingzhi felt a chill in his back. He groped around Yin Ci's neck for a long time and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the beads were still there. The target of the man in white is probably not the Buddhist beads, otherwise he would just take advantage of the situation and kill everyone.
That person is not interested in Buddhist beads, so his goal must be something else.
But Shi Jingzhi didn't care - he wasn't interested in the other treasures at all. He and his disciple were still breathing, and the prayer beads were there, which was enough.
Yin Ci was dragged for a while by him and finally woke up. He blinked in confusion and said in a hoarse voice, "Master?"
"Hey, here it is." Shi Jingzhi responded to him in a low voice. "Aci, can you leave by yourself?"
"A little dizzy... I can barely walk. Master, have the seniors won?"
"Win." Shi Jingzhi still held him carefully.
The two of them walked towards the area where the wounded were most concentrated, and finally found a human-shaped coffin in a corner. The human-shaped coffin was covered with scars, and the gap in the neck was particularly glaring. Shi Jingzhi finally let go of Yin Ci, took out the medicine-cutting knife, and covered the blade with Yanghuo.
The magic circle has been broken, and the humanoid coffin is quite fragile. Yang fire naturally overcomes yin objects, and the human-shaped coffin was smoothly cut open with a knife.
There are not too many things in the coffin, but they are all extremely rare.
In addition to Yan Budu's mourning whip, there is also a long-lost famous sword and an infamous magic knife in the coffin. In addition, there are various files with a little blood stained on them. They should be secret books stolen by the Ling Sect.
Three Buddhist beads lay quietly among them, and were carefully picked up by Shi Jingzhi.
He pondered for a while: "Aci, my master will help you light the lamp. Go and wake up everyone nearby... Don't forget the people in Yueshui Pavilion."
Yin Ci pretended to be puzzled: "Isn't it first come first served in the tomb?"
"'A house full of gold and jade, nothing can be defended.'... We, a small sect, can't stand this." Shi Jingzhi said calmly, "Wake them up, the sooner the better."
"yes."
Yin Ci knew the number of people he had knocked unconscious. Not long after, he woke up several representatives and dragged in two Yueshui Pavilion disciples.
At the same time, Shi Jingzhi lined up the treasures in the coffin and illuminated them clearly with a lantern, without even looking through the secret book.
"Seniors, these are the treasures in the coffin, plus the three treasure map beads." Shi Jingzhi said with a smile. "The humanoid coffin will be defeated by everyone. I don't dare to be arrogant. I only cleaned out the things and did not take them without permission."
When it comes to treasures, no one takes the initiative to mention "first come, first served". Even the disciples of Yueshui Pavilion remained silent, and the air gradually became tense.
"The human-shaped coffin was not broken by a poor monk, so I don't dare to take it seriously." Monk Juehui broke the deadlock.
"Buddhism emphasizes the reincarnation of life and death and is not attached to immortal things. I boldly guessed that the masters came here for the lost secret books and Buddhist treasures. Just then, I saw the "Wu Mu Sutra" from Jianchen Temple... "
At this point, Shi Jingzhi changed the subject: "I was able to successfully fight against the humanoid coffin, thanks to the master who lent me the immeasurable rosary."
Donor, you obviously stole it. The monks looked helpless, but they were not stupid enough to raise an issue at the critical moment. "Wu Mu Sutra" is the most precious treasure of Buddhism. If it were not hidden in the ghost tomb by Yan Budu, Jianchen Temple would not want to take a trip into this muddy water.
Monk Juehui put his hands together and said "Amitabha".
"How about returning the "Wumu Sutra" to Jianchen Temple?" Shi Jingzhi smiled more and more politely.
"Repay it as soon as possible, that's long-winded." Wu Xuepo said impatiently, covering her injured arm. "Who cares about a bald donkey's mouth?"
"Thank you so much, donor." Monk Juehui took the scriptures with both hands and smiled with a sad face.
"The Soul-destroying Whip was originally a thing of the Ling Sect. The Guanwu Sword is a treasure of Taiheng, the Cuoyuan Dao is a treasure of Chigou, and these secret books... Seniors have worked hard for this, so it is better to return all these things to their original state. host."
Having said that, Shi Jingzhi respectfully presented the treasure without waiting for the big shots to react.
The major danger has been eliminated, there are no foreign enemies, and the various sects are already on guard against each other. Everyone weighed it for a moment and collected them quietly.
Zheng Fengdao took the knife and said in a bad tone: "To win people's hearts like this, boy, you don't want to swallow the beads for yourself, do you?"
Shi Jingzhi ignored him: "There are still some ownerless things left, why not give them to Prince Rong's Mansion. After all... cough."
He was vague, but everyone understood - for the sake of the court, they couldn't let Prince Rong return home empty-handed.
Xu Jingming turned blue with anger. It's a pity that there are respectable people in front of him, but he is not the emperor, so he can't really fall out, so he has to agree angrily.
"The last one is the Buddhist beads." Shi Jingzhi's voice was steady. "According to the rules, first come first served..."
Zheng Fengdao: "Ha, indeed!"
"...But I want to separate them. The Taiheng Sect helped me a lot along the way, and the Jianchen Temple suffered the heaviest losses in order to hold the human coffin. As for my Dry Mountain Sect—I use my internal strength as the basis to hold up the rosary for everyone. Net, only one Buddhist bead, do you have any objections?”
At the end of his words, Shi Jingzhi's smile gradually faded, and his words revealed a hint of power.
Yin Ci listened to the music on the side.
Shi Jingzhi's fox tail hooked up with Taiheng Sect and Jianchen Temple. The Ling Sect has only one bachelor left, and the Chigou Sect is also severely weakened. They can deal with the Kushan Sect, but they cannot be tough against the two major sects.
Shi Jingzhi took apart the three beads and gave one to monk Juehui and the other to Shi Zhongyu. Finally, he gave a big salute to Wuxue Po: "Mother-in-law, please forgive me, but the Buddhist beads are really not enough. How about this, my sect will never touch the things in the tomb again."
Wu Xue Po looked at him for a while. After a while, she turned around: "Compared to this, which hero was the one who destroyed the human coffin...?"
No one answered.
Wu Xuepo frowned and stopped asking questions. She thought about it for a long time, and finally walked away on crutches.
Yin Ci was so excited to watch the show that he even took out a bag of fried rice and slurped it loudly. When Shi Jingzhi was hungry, he pulled out Yan Qing from the crowd, and the three of them made a fire and heated food on the spot.
The other sects don’t have this spare time—everyone is busy healing and exploring, and they are all busy as a spinning top. Only the three members of the Kushan sect remained motionless and their bellies were round after eating.
Yan Qing ate carefully and carefully, and stopped moving once he was full. He glanced at Shi Jingzhi, who was dedicated to pushing himself to the limit, and said hesitantly: "Master Shi, don't you want the beads? Just give them away like this?"
"If I can send it out, I can naturally take it back."
Shi Jingzhi happily took a bite of the fried bun, his tone casual and determined.
"... There is nothing I can't get if I want it."
Yan Qing stopped packing the food box and said, "Master, you are no match for Senior Shi."
"What are you thinking? I'm not going to grab it - don't worry, I will let Miss Shi take it out willingly."
Yin Ci on the side stopped pretending and let the corners of his mouth curl up.
You are right to keep this guy.
The three members of the Kushan sect took turns to keep watch, eating and sleeping in place for two whole days. During this period, various sects looted Xiaoyao Palace from head to toe. Chigoujiao found the exit, and the group put on a posture of returning home with a full load.
But when compared, the number of people was reduced by more than half, with only a dozen survivors left.
The exit was under the human-shaped coffin bed, and the Muyan stone slab had to be pried open, which took everyone a lot of effort. After the stone slab was lifted, a row of steps going down was revealed.
There is a narrow barrel-shaped space at the end of the steps.
Seven lines running through the center of the circle are carved on the ground, dividing the circular ground into fourteen equal parts. The surrounding walls are illuminated but cannot be climbed. There was no ceiling on the top floor, just darkness.
A smooth copper ring was placed around the room, with fourteen fist-sized human heads strung on the copper ring. Each person has an exaggerated and deformed smile on their head. Only one eye is missing, and the eyeballs are similar in size to Buddha beads.
Shi Jingzhi carefully poked the head. The head slid smoothly and clicked together with the nearest head. He was startled and wanted to reach out and open it, but he didn't want to touch it with his hands anymore. His whole face was wrinkled.
Yin Ci shook his head, took a step forward, and easily separated the two heads.
Wuxue Po cast a sidelong glance at the two of them: "The one with the surname Yan still refuses to let us go. We have to put the prayer beads in front of us so that we can rob them when we get out of the tomb... Boys, come here and stand still."
When the Chigou believers stood still, she gathered two heads and put the beads one by one. As soon as the prayer beads returned to their positions, two pieces of the stone slab under her feet lit up.
At the junction of light and dark, a reflective transparent barrier is gradually erected. The barrier is as hard as iron, isolating everyone in the Chigou Sect.
Next came Jianchen Temple. Monk Juehui took out three Buddhist beads and arranged them in order. Taiheng Sect and Ling Sect Zheng Fengdao followed immediately. Xu Jingming took out two Buddhist beads, glanced at Shi Jingzhi warily, and quickly embedded them.
Three from Jianchen Temple, two from Taiheng Sect, two from Chigou Sect, two from Zheng Fengdao from Ling Sect, two from Prince Rong's Palace... a total of eleven.
Shi Jingzhi also took out two Buddhist beads, and the atmosphere in the room became subtle.
Shi Zhongyu frowned: "Missing one? Everyone in Yueshui Pavilion, I'm sorry."
The disciples of Yueshui Pavilion looked through the records one after another: "The four 'sufferings of separation' only repaid three beads. They are from Prince Rong's Mansion, Taiheng Sect, Ling Sect... there is still one missing."
Shi Zhongyu thought about it for a while: "The ones who are missing are little brother Yin's group. Master Shi, do you have any clue?"
Xu Jingming added fuel to the fire: "Yes, I heard that Master Shi was the first to go out."
Shi Zhongyu was a little embarrassed when he heard this: "No, I don't mean anything else, it's just..."
Wu Xue Po said in a sharp voice: "Prince Rong's Mansion and the Taiheng Sect have obtained the Buddha Beads. Zheng Fengdao from the Ling Sect is in the same room with our sect and took away the Buddha Beads in front of me. We will definitely not protect our sworn enemies... Master Shi" , you have to keep hiding, no one can get out."
She laughed maliciously again: "If Yan Budu hadn't saved a trick, you would have been fooled. This is breaking the rules. Shi Zhongyu and Juehui, two well-known and decent people, want to protect this young man? "
Shi Zhongyu frowned: "My mother-in-law said it wrong. Master Shi stayed with the people from Prince Rong's Mansion first, and the Buddha beads were taken away by Prince Rong's Mansion. Master Shi rescued two people from another room. I saw it with my own eyes - at that time The root of the pain of separation has been broken. You should know that the pain of separation can only be broken from within."
"He rescued Yin Ci and a monk from Jianchen Temple. These two were previously locked up with Lu Fenxi. With Elder Lu's methods, they are definitely no match."
The monk also stood up at the beginning: "The poor monk testified that it was a man in white who broke the pain of separation. The headmaster was in another room at first, and it could never be him."
He took a breath, mumbled a few words vaguely, and spoke again: "The poor monk saw the face of the man in white, and it was very... cough. The poor monk can confirm that he has never seen that person before."
Wu Xuepo narrowed her eyes: "According to you, some master disguised his identity and infiltrated into the team? No, I heard that you fainted a long time ago. Maybe the man in white is Yin Xiaozi in disguise. He's a ghost. At the tomb, has anyone heard of these masters and apprentices? "
Her eyes were unkind: "If you take a step back, maybe the man in white didn't take the beads, but was picked up by Master Shi."
Yin Ci sneered in his heart. As a junior, it seems that I want to kill two birds with one stone—
According to the rules of the Jinyu Gang, hiding trophies and hiding one's identity are taboos.
If Shi Jingzhi keeps the beads secretly, he can be labeled as "breaking the rules". There is no need to wait to get out of the tomb, the Chigou Cult can freely rob it.
If the man in white had taken the beads, he would have to hand them over now, and some flaws would always be revealed. In the same way, the Chigou Cult could naturally besiege that person and see what rare treasures he got.
The best thing is that the leader is still a monk, so he can divert trouble to the east.
Yin Ci looked at Shi Jingzhi beside him. Master Cheap maintained a calm look, but pursed his lips slightly, apparently guessing Wu Xue Po's intention.
He must have guessed that if the man in white wanted to continue to hide his identity, he would definitely find a way to blame the Kushan Sect.
The Karusan sect's actions are more likely to bring disaster than good.
Shi Jingzhi was no match for masters like Wu Xuepo. Zheng Fengdao will not stand idly by and may even play tricks on others.
Yin Ci grabbed Shi Jingzhi's left hand. The hand trembled slightly, as cold as ice.
Wu Xuepo took off the Buddhist beads from the man's head, and the barrier slowly disappeared. She tapped her cane on the ground and said, "Master Shi, have you thought of an explanation?"
Unfortunately, she picked the wrong opponent.
Whether it was Buddhist beads or Shi Jingzhi, they were all things that Yin Ci was eyeing. Although the Chigou Sect is a demonic sect, it is not that easy to commit crimes. Wuxue Po is still too young for him.
The Chigou Sect respects "Sustained Obsession" extremely, and he knows its operating rules better than anyone else.
Yin Ci shook that hand: "Master, I said - I have a strong destiny and specialize in defeating evil spirits. People in the demon sect should have the word 'evil'."
His voice was neither loud nor quiet, and everyone could hear it clearly.
Yin Ci did not let go of Shi Jingzhi's hand. He put his other hand into his pocket, made a fist, and then spread his fingers -
"The last one is here with me."