Chapter 340 The boss's demeanor
"When I first came in, I noticed that the dust on the stone slabs was uneven and too heavy on the surface. The slabs had the marks of repeated footsteps. It must be that people often walk through this passage, and the dust was spread there specifically to confuse people."
As Zhang Moyu spoke, he looked at the situation on both sides and decisively chose the left side.
"The elders are truly amazing, paying attention to so many details. Is there any reason for choosing this side?"
Nan Xihe turned her admiring gaze to Zhang Moyu.
"There's more phosphorus powder in the skull over here."
Zhang Moyu said it lightly, and Nan Xihe didn't understand it at first. But when she saw the blue phosphorescent lights appearing on the skull as they approached, she suddenly understood.
"This is a simple detection and warning mechanism. The phosphorus powder will be disturbed when people walk around and will spontaneously combust in the air.
This arrangement can, firstly, scare ordinary people who accidentally enter, and secondly, give early warning to those inside.
They always come here and add more phosphorus powder, so there are traces of burning on the skulls."
Although he still didn't understand how Zhang Moyu could tell how much phosphorus powder was put in the skulls on both sides, Nan Xihe was sensible enough not to ask.
After walking forward for a while, Zhang Qiling, who had been quiet all the way, suddenly looked up, gave Zhang Moyu a look, and said something softly.
"Turn off the lights."
Zhang Moyu nodded, he also heard someone coming.
He turned off the flashlight, then picked up Nan Xihe, who was completely out of the situation, and carried him on his shoulder. He took two quick steps forward and pressed one hand on a mechanism on the wall. The secret door opened and the three of them slipped in.
Behind the secret door was another narrower tomb passage, with forks one after another. Zhang Qiling and Zhang Moyu walked quietly but quickly.
In the dark tomb passage, he seemed to be able to see things still, and his movements of turning left and right were extremely smooth.
Because Nan Xihe was too weak to keep up with them and was easily triggered by mechanisms, Zhang Moyu carried her on his shoulders all the way.
Feeling the sound of the wind that sometimes fast and sometimes slow in his ears, in this pitch-black tunnel, Nan Xihe suddenly felt like an NPC tool in a game that must be brought along to pass the level.
These two top technical masters in escape room can find the right way with their eyes closed, and it is no problem for them to carry a weak NPC who can't lift anything with his shoulders or hands.
Nan Xihe just couldn't understand why the two big guys didn't light a lamp when there was no one else around.
Could it be that walking in the dark makes you look more like a master?
I don’t know where to go now.
Thinking back to the map in their hands, although Nan Xihe couldn't remember everything he saw, he could still remember what the map looked like. However, because he didn't know their current location, he couldn't match it with the position on the map.
Just as she was about to ask, Nan Xihe suddenly realized that someone seemed to have quickly rushed out from beside her. It was Zhang Qiling who was originally behind her.
"bite--"
A crisp sound of metal collision rang out from the darkness ahead, standing out from the quiet tomb passage.
Zhang Qiling discovered that the opponent who was fighting with him was quite skilled in martial arts. After a few rounds, he could tell that his opponent's moves were similar to those of the Zhang family. They were all powerful, decisive, and quick, with every move aimed at killing them.
Just as they were about to put some more strength in their hands to test the waters, they discovered that the other party threw a few hidden weapons at them from a tricky angle, then turned around and opened the hidden mechanism of the tomb passage, and disappeared in front of them in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Qiling quickly came to the place where the man disappeared, but did not follow him.
When the two started fighting, Zhang Moyu put Nan Xihe down.
After that, he did not go up to interfere in the fight between the two. After they finished fighting, he slowly walked forward and turned on the flashlight to illuminate the space where they were.
"Oh my god, it's pitch black in this place, and it's so unsportsmanlike to do this out of the blue. Who is that person?"
Nan Xihe seemed to sigh and said something indignantly, and then the next second she ran to Zhang Qiling and looked at him with shining eyes.
"Chief! You were so handsome just now! Although it was pitch black and I couldn't see the details of your fight, the flashing of swords and the sparks and lightning – is this the world of masters?
"So cool! What kind of move is this? If I practice hard at home, can I reach this level?"
Just now, Zhang Qiling was fighting with the man hiding in the dark. When the two swords collided violently, sparks flashed faintly. Occasionally, when they hit the bluestone bricks on the surrounding tomb walls, they would pull out a beautiful spark, which was as conspicuous in the darkness as if special effects from another dimension were added.
Zhang Qiling thought seriously about Nan Xihe's sudden and excited question, and nodded slowly in his expectant gaze.
"Practice diligently in the morning and evening classes, and spend two hours in the evening practicing sparring. You will definitely be able to do it within thirty years."
Becoming a top player requires talent, but becoming an average player only requires hard practice and experience.
After hearing Zhang Qiling's firm confirmation, Nan Xihe's excited expression froze on her face.
He felt his ears suddenly tint. What did he hear just now?
However, Zhang Moyu did not give him a chance to escape. He smiled and touched Nan Xihe's head, repeated what Zhang Qiling had just said, and also encouraged him kindly.
"That's right, I think so too. Xiao Xihe, you actually do have some talent. If you work hard, you might be able to master it in less than 30 years."
Nan Xihe couldn't even maintain her stiff smile anymore. Her face twitched and she chose to cover her face to escape.
"After thinking about it carefully, I decided to give up. Although being a martial arts master is cool, I think being an ordinary person is also pretty good..."
Nan Xihe said this against her will, and said goodbye to her dream of becoming a martial artist with sorrow and worry in her heart.
He is not someone who cannot endure hardship.
The Zhang family’s training is really too hard!!!
Now the children of the Zhang family are divided into three types of education. One type is those with rare blood and no talent. They are directly sent to ordinary schools and go to school step by step. During holidays, they return to the family to receive special skills education.
One type is someone who has a high talent in a certain area, but their skill points are unevenly distributed. This type of person is arranged together: a tutor is invited to teach them on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, and a member of the tribe who specializes in the relevant skill is invited to teach them on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. On Sundays, the tutor takes the person with him/her and they work and study part-time.
The last type is children with high talent, acceptable blood concentration, and who meet the standards in all assessments.
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