Chapter 124: Wrong Set
Ling Yao is the return of the mythical beast White Tiger, and he has the supernatural power of metal. He has tremendous strength. He turns his fist into iron and smashes it to the ground.
If this hit an alien, it would be smashed into a pulp; if a punch like this was delivered to someone on a building, the floor would collapse.
But now, there was not even a crack on the ground, and his fist seemed to hit cotton.
"What the hell?" Ling Yao was shocked.
Lou Su didn't expect that he was ready to fall, and even ran to the wall and grabbed Chu Xihen's hand.
"The pattern doesn't move? What is this ground made of?" Chu Xixi knocked on the ground and then used his wood-attribute ability on the ground.
The vines poked at the ground like diamonds, but the result was the same as when Ling Yao used his supernatural powers, no damage was caused to the ground at all.
"Brother Lou, come here." Chu Xixu put away his supernatural powers and said to Lou Su.
Although their ability levels are the same, she always feels that Lou Su's wind-attribute ability is more powerful.
Lou Su gathered his strength and threw a full-power wind blade at the ground, but the ground remained intact. Even Chu Xihen shot three arrows at the place where he hit.
"We can't just deal with the ground and ask my brother Chu to use his supernatural powers, right? This is too embarrassing!" Ling Yao covered her face after saying this.
"Calm down. If you can't open it with brute force, use your brain." Chu Xihen said, and continued to look for clues.
Now the other three people were no longer obsessed with using violence to break the ground, and started hammering and banging everywhere together, as if a group of people were searching for treasure in an ancient tomb.
"Lou Su, think about what the Taoist priest said to you. Is there any hint?" Chu Xihen asked Lou Su, hoping to give him some inspiration.
Lou Su was actually already thinking about it. He thought over what happened on the day he met the Taoist priest. The incident of bumping into Chu Xihen, which was originally something he had taken least seriously, became increasingly clear, as if it had happened many times before.
As soon as he thought of Chu Xihen, the Taoist priest automatically ran away from his mind. He couldn't remember him at all, but he was embarrassed to say that his mind was full of Chu Xihen.
I could only perfunctorily say, "I'm thinking about it, I'm thinking about it."
"Brother Chu, do you think that Taoist priest has the same supernatural power as Sun Ye? He built a space underground. As long as he doesn't come out, he won't encounter alien species. He just needs to enter the dungeon on time every week." Ling Yao guessed.
After he finished speaking, he cursed himself, "Fuck! It's pretty cool to think about it this way. If he really has this ability, we can just live underground with him."
"Except for not being able to see the scenery, it's really good. But now the world is full of aliens. The better the scenery, the more aliens there are. Living underground is a good choice, provided that you can really create a space that aliens can't break through." Chu Xihen said, "But as far as I know, there is no such thing. No matter how strong the wall is, it is made by super powers, and the strength of super powers will be affected by their levels."
“So there is no absolutely safe place in the end times. Even if you have a hiding place in reality, your life or death is still unpredictable once you enter the dungeon.” Chu Xixi made a summary.
In a few words, they searched the entire space and found nothing.
"Lou Su?" Chu Xihen was a little curious about who the Taoist priest was that made them look for him so hard.
"I figured it out!" Lou Su finally controlled himself from thinking about the scene when he bumped into Chu Xihen, and recalled what the Taoist said to him at that time.
"He said that if I wanted to find him, I might have to bleed a little. I thought he was implying that it would be very hard for me to come all the way to find him. Now I think he just meant it literally." After saying this, Lou Su took out a dagger and cut a line on his palm.
The four people stood together and watched the blood from Lou Su's palm drip onto the ground.
"Such hard-core bleeding?" Ling Yao complained.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the ground that was impenetrable to knives and guns was soaked with blood.
Then the ground began to tremble, and the four of them subconsciously took a few steps back. Then they saw a red crack appear in the middle of the ground and then split to both sides, as if it had been cut by a bloody knife.
Even the knowledgeable Chu Xihen was slightly shocked by this scene. It turns out that breaking through the ground cannot be done by just using the brain, but requires metaphysics?
After the ground split apart, it quickly shrank to both sides, and the crack in the middle became larger and larger, forcing them to jump down.
As air entered, the oil lamps on the walls of the basement space automatically lit up, but the flames were green and looked particularly penetrating.
What’s even more perplexing is that, in the underground space, which is just as spacious as the one above, yellow talismans are pasted everywhere, and there is a black coffin placed in the middle.
"We..." Ling Yao swallowed and said with a trembling voice: "Did we go to the wrong set? Isn't the script we got the apocalypse? How did we end up in the supernatural world?"
Chu Xihen said: "In fact, there were also supernatural copies in the previous infinite games."
It’s just that they have completed relatively few copies so far, so they haven’t encountered it yet.
"Is it true?" Ling Yao's lips were shaking so much that she couldn't speak.
Chu Xi looked at him with a sly smile, "What's wrong? How many bad things have you done to scare you like this?"
"No, no, I'm not scared, I'm fine, I..." Ling Yao was almost scared to tears.
He is afraid of many things, but if he has to choose the one he fears the most, it would definitely be ghosts.
There are no ghosts in reality, and he can scare himself to death just by imagining it. If he really sees a ghost... Ling Yao feels that his life will end hastily just as it has begun!
Chu Xihen looked at the coffin and said to Lou Su, "Could the Taoist priest you are looking for have already rested in peace?"
The coffin was covered with talismans, and he could not sense any breath of living people inside.
In fact, this underground space is completely enclosed, as can be seen from the self-igniting oil lamps on the wall. If there really were someone in here, they would have suffocated to death long ago.
"Open the coffin and take a look?" Chu Xi asked.
After Lou Su nodded, Chu Xichi raised his hand to summon vines, and used them to push the coffin lid from a distance.
Ling Yao was so frightened that he felt like he was the murderer. He huddled behind the three men, his eyes tightly closed, not daring to look at them at all.
Unexpectedly, when Chu Xichi's vines touched the talisman on the coffin, they were instantly bounced away, and the vines even caught fire!
Chu Xixu quickly retracted her supernatural power and shook her hands, as if her hands were burned.
"It seems that I will continue to bleed." After saying this, Lou Su strode towards the coffin and peeled off the talismans with his hands that were still stained with blood.
Chu Xihen looked at him passing by, and reached out his hand worriedly, wanting to stop him, but before he could do so, he saw Lou Su successfully take the talisman off.
"Tsk tsk." Chu Xixi sighed, "Brother, if that Taoist priest is still alive, you must be careful. He is too scheming."
Lou Su heard what she said, turned around helplessly and said: "Don't learn from Xiao Luoli to make trouble. He is an old Taoist priest in his 50s or 60s!"
"That's all right, open the coffin quickly!" Chu Xihen urged.