Xiao Han jumped down from the coffin, leaped towards the immobile soldier, grabbed one of his arms, and twisted around almost without moving and jumped towards the stone platform.
There was a soft "pop" sound, and the shoes on the soldier's feet remained in place, but the whole person was picked up by Xiao Han and dropped together on the stone platform.
The rest of the people had already climbed onto the stone platform. Zhou Hui suddenly pointed at the soldier's feet and shouted in horror: "Ah! Feet, his feet!"
Our eyes fell on the soldier's feet, and we saw that his bare feet had become like dry branches, lifeless, and the skin and muscles were black and yellow and stuck to the foot bones, and the outline of the bones was
distinct.
Xiao Han fiercely lifted up the soldier's trouser legs, only to see that the blackness was still spreading upwards rapidly, and the muscles in the calf also began to lose blood and moisture at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Everyone looked at the soldier's legs in horror. There seemed to be nothing on those legs. No one knew what happened.
"Hu Ling, give me your dagger!" Xiao Han suddenly looked at me and said quickly.
"Okay!" I took out the Baipi Dragon Scale and handed it to Xiao Han's hand.
Xiao Han used a dagger to scratch the soldier's shrunken feet, but the sharp dragon scale dagger did not cut his skin.
My eyes widened in disbelief. No one knew the sharpness of the Baipi Dragon Scales better than me. Even if the water and blood on his feet disappeared and the muscles became dry and hard, it would not be impossible to cut.
Xiao Han frowned, changed the direction of the dagger blade, and scraped it sideways on the skin of the soldier's feet.
This time I finally saw it clearly. There was a colorless and invisible thing hanging on the dagger, which looked a bit like water, but more solid than water. It even slowly spread along the dagger towards Xiao Han's hand.
If it weren't for the baleful cold blue light of the Baipi Dragon Scale, I wouldn't have been able to see that mass.
Xiao Han obviously saw it too. He flicked the dagger in his hand and the object flew out, landed on the ground in the tomb and disappeared.
"I'm sorry!" Xiao Han whispered to the soldier: "If you want to save your life, you can't kill your legs!"
Before he finished speaking, the dagger in Xiao Han's hand flashed with cold light, and he decisively cut the soldier's plump knee.
The soldier's eyes widened in fear, and before he could scream, a sharp dagger had cut him off below his knees.
Surprisingly, there was no blood flowing from the incision of the broken leg, and there was only a flat and smooth cut surface.
What's even weirder is that the withered and severed legs seemed to be afraid of the black stone platform. As if they were alive, they suddenly bounced off the stone platform and fell to the bottom of the stone platform with lightning speed.
Everyone was so shocked by this strange scene that they opened their mouths wide and looked at the bottom of the stone platform in horror.
"Do you have cinnabar on your body?" Xiao Han looked at me and asked.
"Yes!" I took out a small bag of cinnabar from my backpack.
Xiao Han took the cinnabar from my hand and scattered it towards the ground under the stone platform.
The bright red cinnabar seemed to be floating in mid-air about two centimeters above the ground, but we soon discovered to our horror that the cinnabar scattered farther away slowly gathered in the direction of the stone platform, and stopped one foot away from the stone platform.
place to stop.
"There is something on the ground! What is it?" Zhou Hui and Qian Zhiqi both shouted in horror at the same time.
"Soul spring!" Xiao Han said in a deep voice: "Those jars are filled with soul springs. They appear to be colorless, odorless and invisible, but as long as a person touches it, the blood and moisture in the body will be sucked out, and it will become
part of them."
"The soul spring made from the souls of living people, I heard my teacher talk about it when I was young, but I didn't expect to find it here!" Professor Zhang looked at the cinnabar swimming on the ground solemnly and said, "My teacher that time
We took a total of twenty-three people on the archaeological mission, and only two of them survived after encountering the Soul Spring."
"They seem to be afraid of this stone platform, but no matter what, we must find a way to get out of here, otherwise we will be trapped in this place by these soul springs." Xiao Han said with a serious expression and began to study the empty coffins around him.
stand up.
Zeng Yichen took out a roll of bandages and gauze from his backpack, and expertly bandaged the wound of the soldier whose leg was cut off. It was only after the gauze was completely tightened that a little blood began to ooze from the gauze.
From the moment his leg was cut off by Xiao Han until Zeng Yichen bandaged his wound, the soldier's face turned pale the whole time. He didn't say a word, let alone cry out about pain. His eyes were full of despair and fear.
Only five of the six soldiers were left. Fu Jie and three other soldiers gathered around to comfort him softly, but he just stared at the dead comrade on the floor of the tomb with dull eyes. He remained silent.
Obviously, there is that kind of terrifying soul spring under the stone platform. It must be impossible to go down. There is no way out now.
Just when everyone was helpless and nervous, the huge stone door suddenly made a roaring sound and slowly closed. Even if we could find a way to avoid the soul spring below, the only exit had been sealed.
The torches in the hands of Wang Li and others also began to flicker. I felt a tightness in my chest and my breathing became difficult, as if the air in the tomb was gradually decreasing.
"Extinguish the three torches, otherwise there won't be enough air in the tomb!" Xiao Han's calm expression began to become serious.
Wang Li, Xu Wenying and Qian Zhiqi extinguished the torches in their hands after hearing this. The light in the tomb began to dim. The torches in Zeng Yichen and Zhou Hui's hands no longer flickered. I felt the suffocation in my chest.
It started to calm down a bit.
After extinguishing the three torches, the light in the tomb began to become much dimmer.
"What should we do now?" Professor Zhang asked Xiao Han, "We must find an exit quickly and leave this place."
"There won't be an empty coffin placed here for no reason. Look carefully to see if there is anything wrong with this coffin." Xiao Han looked at the dead soldier's body on the ground and suddenly said: "He suddenly had an accident after I jumped on the coffin, whether it was because he saw it or not.
Whatever, it should all be related to this coffin."
When Xiao Han was talking, Qian Zhiqi suddenly put his ear against the wall of the coffin, as if listening to something.
Professor Zhang waved his hand towards Xiao Han, signaling him not to speak.
Everyone fell silent and watched Qian Zhiqi's movements.
After a long time, Qian Zhiqi removed his ears from the coffin wall, looked at Professor Zhang and Xiao Han and said, "There was a sound inside the coffin. I heard gunfire."
Gunshots? How could there be gunshots in the coffin?
Obviously I am not the only one who has this doubt, everyone looked at Xiao Han and Professor Zhang in surprise.
Professor Zhang explained; "Xiao Zhang's ears are different from others. He can hear sounds that others cannot hear from far away."
"I'll go in and take a look!" Xiao Han said, leaping onto the coffin and jumping in without hesitation.