Zhang Yuanqing quickly replaced the rusty kitchen knife with a rusty dagger and the wooden stick with a long gun.
Carrying the weapon, he ran out of the room with light steps. The moonlight was like frost and the surroundings were silent.
Zhang Yuanqing bent over and secretly leaned toward the window.
The paper covering the window had long been torn. He squatted under the window, carefully raised his head, and looked in through a hole in the lattice window.
The cold, frosty moonlight was compressed into beams of light by the holes in the roof, bringing light to this narrow room.
Seeing the scene in the room, Zhang Yuanqing's heart skipped a beat.
In the dark and quiet room, there were three old coffins with mottled black paint and dusty lids.
Next to the coffin lay two mummies, wearing labor protection uniforms. One of them had a copper awl rolling down his hand.
The awl attracted Zhang Yuanqing's attention. It was half an arm long and made of brass. The awl handle was engraved with incantations and carvings. It was made with fine workmanship. The key was that all the weapons were rusty, but it was yellow and missing.
Patina.
A picture appeared in his mind for no reason, that of Empress Sandaoshan's hand, with her five fingers folded together to make a holding gesture.
But the palms of my hands were empty.
"Boom..."
The muffled sound came again, and Zhang Yuanqing had to move his eyes to look at the coffin in the middle.
There was a heartbreaking "creak" sound, and the coffin lid slowly slid open.
A blue-black palm reached out and grabbed the edge of the coffin.
Then, a terrifying figure sat up from the coffin.
Through the bright moonlight shining from the roof, Zhang Yuanqing could clearly see the appearance of the thing. It was wrapped in ragged clothes, its face was swollen, highly decayed, and its lifeless eyeballs were bulging.
His hair was like withered grass, messy on his head.
"Hoho~"
It raised its head, facing the moonlight above its head, exhaling a breath of turbid corpse air, and its two sharp fangs were shocking.
Zombies? Zombies!!
Zhang Yuanqing felt that his uncle Ying was suffering from PTSD.
It turned out to be a zombie. Yes, it should be a zombie. Otherwise, what would be the significance of the consumable Zombie Suppression Talisman? Zhang Yuanqing began to think about giving up. After exploring this step, the information obtained was enough.
It's time to go back to the main hall.
But at this moment, my shoulders suddenly sank, and the familiar coldness came, eroding my body and bringing goosebumps to my body.
At this critical moment, the lying-shoulder ghost comes.
Fifteen minutes are up... Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank.
In this ancient temple full of crises, the spirit is highly tense, and it is difficult to find the energy to count the time silently. We can only rely on feeling to guess, which will lead to deviations.
The appearance of the lying-shouldered resentful spirit made matters worse, and the next scene only added fuel to the fire.
As if smelling the breath of a living person, the zombie sitting in the coffin raised his head, lowered his protruding eyeballs, and looked toward the window, looking out of the window to peer into his own eyes.
.......Zhang Yuanqing jumped up, turned around and ran away in the horror of goosebumps.
As soon as he turned around, he heard the loud clang of the coffin lid falling to the ground.
Not daring to look back, he ran with heavy steps, carrying the resentful spirit on his shoulders.
There was another loud bang, and the door was knocked open.
Zhang Yuanqing turned his head while running wildly, and saw a hideous figure wrapped in tattered clothes rushing out of the house, leaping fiercely, and pursuing him like a hungry tiger pouncing on a sheep.
Is this a zombie? Where is it frozen? His expression changed drastically, he spun his feet, used inertia to complete his turn, and stabbed the zombie in the chest with a gun.
Punch the tail of the gun into the ground to form a simple horse-repelling stake.
At the same time, he saw a hideous hole in the zombie's chest, and his heart seemed to have been ripped out.
Big brother? Zombie is the big brother in the handbook!
The next moment, a zombie rushed at him with a long gun. The finger-thick body of the gun collapsed like a full moon, and then broke with a 'click'.
Without any time to think, Zhang Yuanqing seized the opportunity created by the spear and rolled past the feet of the zombies. His nose was filled with the smell of corpses, and the sound of a broadsword slashing to the ground could be heard behind him.
He rolled all the way behind the zombie, jumped up on his knees, and swung the short knife in his hand.
"when!"
The short knife slashed at the back of the zombie's head, like cutting through steel. Apart from cutting off a few dry grass-like hairs, it did not cause any damage.
On the contrary, Zhang Yuanqing was in severe pain from the force transmitted from the handle of the knife, and almost dropped the weapon.
"Copper skin and iron bones?"
Zhang Yuanqing was horrified, and immediately saw the zombie turning around quickly, raising his hands with black and sharp nails, and clasping his shoulders.
The pain came immediately.
Sharp black nails pierced his skin, and the bright red blood dyed his coat red.
The smell of blood stimulated it, and a scarlet light filled the depths of its protruding eyeballs. The zombie opened its fangs, spit out foul-smelling gas, and bit Zhang Yuanqing's neck fiercely.
The purifying effect of the candlelight was still there, and he did not lose his mind due to fear. As soon as he thought about it, the fluorescent blue inventory appeared, and he had an extra talisman in his hand.
Thumb thump thump... The zombies who were so ferocious and violent just a moment ago actually backed away when they saw this talisman paper, like avoiding snakes and scorpions.
It's effective, it's afraid of me, it has a certain amount of wisdom... Zhang Yuanqing endured the pain in the wounds on his arms, tensed his muscles, stared at the zombie, carried the resentful spirit on his shoulders, and slowly backed away step by step.
As he retreated, he prayed that the female ghost in the well would not come forward and cause trouble.
During this process, a horrifying roar came from the zombie's rotting throat, and its scarlet eyes stared at Zhang Yuanqing.
Fortunately, I don't know if it was because of the zombies or because Zhang Yuanqing was walking backwards. The female ghost in the well did not appear. Zhang Yuanqing exited the east courtyard and returned to the quadrangle. He did not dare to stop for a step, stumbled towards the main hall, and flew near the main hall.
When the eaves of the house were raised, an illusory scream sounded in my ears.
With a light shoulder, all negative effects dissipate.
.......
"Huchihuchi..."
In the main hall, Zhang Yuanqing was leaning against the lattice door, panting, and his legs and feet were spasming uncontrollably.
This is partly out of fear and partly a physiological reaction after the adrenaline wears off.
After resting for a few minutes, the adrenaline subsided and the wounds on his arms began to hurt. He grinned and took off his coat and T-shirt, only to see that his two arms were scratched with bloody flesh, and the blood flowing out was red and black.
It's obvious that zombies' nails contain poison.
The situation suddenly got worse.
"There is no disinfectant here, and there is no tetanus shot. Will the corpse poison attack quickly? I won't be poisoned and die, right?"
A series of thoughts flashed through Zhang Yuanqing's mind, and he was surprised to find that he was not very scared, and then he realized...it had nothing to do with him, it was the courage given by the candle.
He bathed in the candlelight, and his emotions gradually calmed down.
"Now that I have been poisoned by corpse poison, I can't delay it any longer. Let's just take the second plan."
Before entering the spiritual realm, Zhang Yuanqing made two plans for himself. The first plan was to carefully explore the mountain temple, control the information, and then find a way to crack it.
It's a steady and steady approach.
Then, inspired by playing games with his aunt, looking for patterns and methods, he formulated a second relatively risky plan.
Try to conquer the red dancing shoes.
Since they are all props, and the yellow paper charm can be used by him, who says that the red dancing shoes can't be used?
Guan Ya said that if you crack the rules of regular props, you have a certain probability of conquering them.
"With my abilities, it is impossible for me to stick a yellow paper charm on a zombie's forehead by myself."
Putting the talisman paper on the forehead of a ferocious, terrifying and wise creature is like a child holding a knife to challenge an adult. Although adults are afraid of the blade, it does not mean that children can really hurt adults.
Zhang Yuanqing no longer delayed, stood up holding the lattice door, crossed the threshold, and came to the courtyard in front of the main hall.
This is where he first encountered the red shoes.
The full moon looks like a disk, with ancient houses, wild grass and dancing shadows of trees.
He waited and waited, waited and waited... He stood among the grass for a long time, alert to the changes around him, but he still could not wait for the red shoes to appear.
This pair of shoes seemed to have no fixed territory. It first followed him when he entered the temple, and then appeared in the courtyard. Now he doesn't know where he went.
Zhang Yuanqing, whose physical condition worsened the longer he delayed, sighed, turned around helplessly, and returned to the main hall.
As soon as he finished turning around, his body suddenly froze.
"Da da....."
Between him and the main hall, a pair of red dancing shoes with a dark red shimmer were falling together, as if an invisible person was wearing them and walking in place.
The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty and silent night.
Can you change the way you appear? It's so scary every time... Zhang Yuanqing's soul, which was almost frightened out, slowly returned to its place and swallowed quietly.
Although he was looking forward to its appearance, when facing this strange dance shoe, Zhang Yuanqing still felt that his sanity was declining uncontrollably...
The red dancing shoes continued to step in place, the heels of the shoes hitting the ground making a crisp sound, and the echoes of clicking were superimposed, making it appear more lonely and terrifying.
In Zhang Yuanqing's field of vision, a fluorescent blue message suddenly popped up:
【Are you willing to dance with me? If so, please stay where you are.】
This message appeared next to the red shoes, as if it was talking to itself.
Sure enough, he asked for a dance. If he didn't dance with him, he would be killed. The bad shoes... Zhang Yuanqing had no choice but to make a desperate move because he discovered something. The red shoes cut off his escape.
The location where it appears is between Zhang Yuanqing and the main hall.
Once the dance fails, he will definitely die.
Is it a coincidence? Or is this shoe intentional? Does it also have wisdom... Zhang Yuanqing put his thoughts to rest, settled his emotions, and visualized his father's appearance in his mind.
At the same time, lift your feet to make a step.
Ta-ta-ta... As if turning on the switch of this prop, as he stepped, the rhythm of the ups and downs of the red dance shoes changed, and there was a very fast tap.
It dances a tap dance with a rhythm and extremely fast speed. The loud "tap" sound echoes in the silent night sky and echoes in the abandoned ancient temple.
Under the moonlit night, among the grass and on the path paved with soft stones, a pair of red dancing shoes danced alone, giving off an indescribable and coquettish beauty.
Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes wide, letting his pupils absorb the moonlight, and stared at the red dancing shoes. He didn't need to remember them deliberately, he just needed to catch the other person's steps in his eyes.
At the same time, his heart was beating rapidly like an overloaded engine, his ears were filled with loud noises, and countless broken images flashed through his mind.
The brain begins to automatically receive information from the outside world, the sound of the wind blowing, the slightly curved posture of the grass, the frequency of the swaying leaves of the big locust tree in the distance, the tapping posture of the red dancing shoes, the frequency...
The brain receives the information and quickly analyzes and remembers it.
After a few minutes, Red Dance Shoes stopped contentedly, stepped back with her left foot, and stood on tiptoe.
This gesture looks strange, but if someone wears it, it is a standard curtsy.
Quite polite... Zhang Yuanqing, with blood flowing from his nose, muttered in his heart, and then saw a sentence floating above the red dance shoes:
【It's your turn!】
In a few minutes, it danced hundreds of rhythms with different steps, which exceeded the shorthand ability of ordinary people.
Zhang Yuanqing calmed down, took out a small pill from his pocket, and held it in his mouth.
Then, his brain fell into a strange state, and the scenes of the past few minutes were replayed frame by frame.
"Da da da da..."
He danced a few rhythms at a slow speed and awkward posture, and then carefully examined the red shoes.
If the other party's standards are exactly the same materials, then even if he can memorize all the rhythms and movements, it is impossible to complete the task.
Seeing that there was nothing abnormal about it, Zhang Yuanqing was relieved and started dancing with all his concentration.
Kicking, spinning, jumping slightly, crossing his left and right feet... He danced very slowly, and his posture was awkward and ugly. Compared with the flowing movements of the red dance shoes, it was simply unsightly.
But slow-paced dance steps can ensure that you don't go wrong.
Seven or eight minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing restored all the steps of the red shoes and stopped panting.
His nasal cavity was overflowing with warm liquid, flowing down his lips and lowering his jaw, but he didn't bother to wipe it away and stared at the red shoes.
Can you come out of the spiritual realm alive? Can you successfully complete the trial?
It depends on now.
【Your dancing skills are as bad as ever!】
A message popped up from the red shoes, and then it turned into a dark red light and disappeared into the night.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yuanqing heard a cold voice in his mind:
[Ding! You completed a dance with Red Dance Shoes. Congratulations on being appreciated by Red Dance Shoes. However, because your dancing skills are too poor, Red Dance Shoes only appreciated you for half an hour. I wish you good luck!]
Zhang Yuanqing slumped to the ground as if exhausted, his face turned pale, and his brain throbbed with pain.
Half a minute later, the symptoms subsided. He sat up with a pale face and eagerly opened the inventory.
In the second grid, there is a pair of red, brand-new dancing shoes.
Stare at the dancing shoes for a few seconds, and the item information will automatically appear.
[Name: Red Dance Shoes]
[Type: Footwear]
[Function: tracking, chasing]
[Introduction: Its former owner was a princess from a certain kingdom in the West. The princess was naturally beautiful and good at dancing, and the men in the kingdom were fascinated by her. However, the vicious stepmother was jealous of her talent and beauty, and imprisoned her on a high tower, lonely.
The princess danced solo in the cold moonlight, and finally died. This pair of red dancing shoes inherited her legacy, began to wander, and danced solo forever.]
[Remark 1: Use form 1: throw the red shoes at the designated target (you can also lock the target through the target's blood, hair, skin and other cells), it will pursue the target endlessly. The pursuit process
, ignoring any physical obstacles, unable to escape, unable to destroy, until the target dies or completes a dance with it, the type of dance is not limited.】
[Use form 2: Wearing red dancing shoes can increase agility, improve dodge ability, and run regardless of the terrain without spending physical energy. The only thing you need to pay attention to is that you can only wear them for five minutes at a time. If the time is exceeded, the red dancing shoes will be
You can never take it off, you will keep running with it until the end of your life, or your feet will be cut off.】
[Note 2: If you don’t dance with me? You’ll all die. 】
It is an artifact... Zhang Yuanqing was very excited after reading the introduction of the properties of the prop.
Is this a rule-based prop?
It's simply ridiculously powerful.
The item introductions for the previous yellow paper charms and candles were relatively simple, just a few sentences, but the item information for this pair of red dancing shoes was lengthy.
From this point alone, we can see the uniqueness of red dance shoes.
"It's a pity that you only appreciated me for one hour..."
Zhang Yuanqing noticed the countdown next to the inventory and felt a pity in his heart.
If such an artifact could be owned by him, it would play a huge role in reality or in other spiritual realms in the future.
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ps: This is a very large chapter. Please vote for me. The typos will be corrected later.