Above the clouds, in front of the lights, down to Black Widow, Yue Lai, and up to Shangguan Swordsman above, they all saw Tang Zhaozheng looking down at the coffin alone.
Everyone just watched quietly. Although the coffin came out of nowhere, those who were able to check it were trapped. Those who were incompetent did not dare to step forward. Those who were capable may not be interested. They could only wait for Tang Zhao to find out a result.
But no one noticed that a false light curtain had been erected in front of them, everything in front of them was an illusion, and the real Tang Zhao had stood up with an elegant white fox on his shoulders.
The white fox stood on Tang Zhao's shoulder, his body gradually faded away, but his eyes became more and more green, and said: "Give me your inspiration."
Tang Zhao held down his sword, peeling off the sword's protection on his soul, and dispersed his inspiration.
In Bai Hu's mind, the inspiration on the other side seemed like an ocean, endless and unfathomable. He couldn't help but ask: "This...is your inspiration?"
Tang Zhao explained: "It's part of it. I can't let it go completely, and it will easily conflict with my sword."
Of course, in fact, it is also distrust, and it is impossible to completely give inspiration to Bai Hu.
The white fox chuckled and whispered: "What an understatement..." The body became insubstantial again, and finally turned into a stream of light, blending into Tang Zhao's inspiration.
Tang Zhao only felt that a hole suddenly opened in the depths of his soul, connecting to another wonderful existence and blending with it on a certain level.
"Now I am your sword for the time being. You are a swordsman. You don't need me to teach you, right? Remember to use sword skills."
Interesting.
It turns out that the world of swords also has such a method?
Through the swordsman's transfer and the sword's inhabiting, the swordsman can temporarily take charge of a sword that does not belong to him, or even the sword of another swordsman.
Is this a pseudo-holding?
Unlike this, if you want to hold it, the sword is more like a "tool sword". It does not require communication and understanding. You can just pick it up and use it according to the sword manual.
It's not like Quan Jian, Quan Jian is a unilateral output in reverse.
Speaking of which, it is very similar to the battle when Tang Zhao picked up the Kun Sword in Jianzhou to fight against the turtle bandits.
It's just that when he took Kun Sword at that time, Kun Sword was more proactive and his strength was at a crushing level. He didn't need to let go of his inspiration and cooperation at all, but turned him into a "tool man".
Now Baihu communicates with him in advance, and both parties cooperate with each other, integrating each other on an equal position. If either party is dissatisfied, they can cancel the covenant. This is another new way of cooperation.
It also allowed Tang Zhao to see countless new possibilities in the world of swords.
"So, the meaning of Suisui Sword is suspicion and curiosity?"
Although he didn't open the sword manual, Tang Zhao naturally understood a lot of information after the two sides connected, the most basic of which was the sword intention of Suisui Sword.
Suisui Sword actually has two sword intentions, which is also powerful among swordsmen. If a swordsman collects three sword intentions, he can become a swordsman.
"Swordsmanship - Suspicion hides betrayal."
The sword technique was activated, and Tang Zhao's eyes moved to the layer of black mist.
"What is this thing? Never heard of it?"
"Why are you here? It hasn't faded after so many years?"
"Is there a ghost? Is it actually a fake? There is no such thing, it's just a phantom!"
"Fake, fake, all fake!"
"How can you hide it from me?"
Tang Zhao relaxed his mind, used all his imagination, and started thinking wildly.
When he let himself go and dreamed hard, the layer of black energy slowly pulled away, as if someone was holding the thread of the black energy, pulling the black energy away bit by bit.
In the end, the black energy completely disappeared, but Tang Zhao felt very tired, as if he had used more than a dozen sword techniques in a row, his head was swollen, and even the link to the Suisui Sword was automatically disconnected.
It seems that this method is very restrictive, and the burden on the swordsman is so staggering. It cannot be maintained for long, and it cannot be compared with the imitation.
"So, you just hid those black energy in my suspicion? Can suspicion also hide things?"
The white fox revealed his true form again, and seemed a little tired. He said tiredly: "Of course. Suspicion is also a part of the spirit, and it can hide many things. But people's suspicions are different. You are not a suspicious person, so the things you can hide are limited.
You see, you just thought about this and that, and it took you a long time to put away the shadow. It can be seen that every suspicion is not what you really doubt, but you are just forcing yourself to think nonsense. People who are really suspicious can even turn the whole thing around with one thought.
It swallows every shadow. Fortunately, there isn’t much black energy. If it were a little more, you wouldn’t be able to hide your suspicions.”
Finally, it concluded: "Our adaptability is very low. If you wanted to take my sword at that time, even if your inspiration is rare in the world and your qualifications are rare in the world, I would not choose you for this sword."
Tang Zhao couldn't help but smile and said: "It sounds like I will choose you." He thought of something again and said: "Then the way you hide yourself is also to hide yourself in suspicion? If anyone becomes suspicious of you, he will see it.
you?"
Bai Hu said: "That's another set of swordsmanship. The way to unhide is curiosity."
It only explained one sentence and stopped mentioning it. After all, it and Tang Zhao are allies for the time being, but there is no real friendship. It is not clear what the situation is in the fairy city and what the position is. It cannot reveal too much, only said:
"You have to remain doubtful. If you are too determined and the doubt dissipates, the black energy will escape."
However, a person will maintain the most basic suspicion, right? There is no risk that the worst case scenario will happen.
The black air dissipated, revealing a coffin-like shelter. White Fox was anxious and jumped on it first. He didn't know how to operate it, but the lid on it slid open.
Bai Hu looked over and suddenly exclaimed, jumped down and buried his face behind Tang Zhao.
Tang Zhao was a little surprised, but he guessed a little bit and walked forward to take a look.
There was only one white bone in the coffin.
The people inside died.
If this box is used as a coffin, then it is not surprising at all that there are bones in the coffin. But if it is used as a shelter, then you must still hope that there are survivors in it, right?
As it turns out, it's still a coffin.
Logically speaking, as a swordsman, you have seen a lot of dead people, and you have even killed countless people with your own hands. As a swordsman, Bai Hu should not be afraid of a mere skeleton. But thinking about it, as a Bai Yujing native, seeing himself
It is emotionally unacceptable for my companion to end up like this.
Tang Zhao was not burdened by this. He sighed for a moment and then continued to check.
Judging from the condition of the bones, this should be a woman, lying quietly on the ground of the shelter. Although she has turned into bones, the clothes on her body are not damaged at all, and are as smooth and bright as new clothes. This is probably from the fairy city again.
Produced.
Thanks to this complete dress, it was like another layer of coffin. Her whole body was complete, and her height, posture and silver hair could still be seen.
Silver hair…
Tang Zhao rubbed his hands with Gang Qi and felt that they were indeed withered white hairs and could only belong to an aging old woman.
Could it be that she... died of old age?
Tang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and felt that it was okay. After all, this shelter was not a living coffin. It would not cause her to die miserably due to suffocation. It might even contain supplies and allow her to hold on until her death.
But if you think about it carefully, isn’t this also tragic?
The lid of this coffin has obviously never been opened again. I have lived alone in a small dark space for decades. I have spent more than half of my life in a small box, in eternal darkness, silence, and loneliness.
…
You can't dwell on this kind of thing.
I just hope that she came to the end unconsciously while sleeping.
Tang Zhao did not intend to tell anyone else, especially Bai Hu, about this idea. He continued to examine the woman's remains.
In addition to the clothes she was wearing, the coffin also had soft bedding underneath and a pillow under her skull. Even though it was so small, His Highness still made some arrangements for them.
There was a small purse beside her pillow. Tang Zhao knew at a glance that it was a storage device. It must be something she carried with her, so he put it aside first. There was no need to check the property in someone else's coffin.
Apart from that, there is nothing else. After all, this is not a real coffin, and there will be no real burial objects.
It seems that apart from adding a sad atmosphere to the disaster, there is nothing gained here.
Tang Zhao laid her down again and suddenly discovered that all her bones were intact, except for her hands.
Her right hand and forearm are missing.
A person with a broken arm?
Immediately afterwards, Tang Zhao realized that it was not the case.
Next to him was an arm bone and scattered finger bones, which fell on his skirt.
It seems like someone ripped it off and threw it aside?
This guess made Tang Zhao feel cold in his heart, and he couldn't help but look around to see if there was any cruel killer lurking?
There was no one around, and there was no sign that anyone else had been there.
The height of this coffin is very low, even sitting on it is difficult, and it would be difficult for others to perform such violent movements in a suffocating posture.
What if it was her own fault?
Pull your own arm off yourself?
It's not like, even if she goes crazy and tears off her arm alive, there will be a lot of blood stains, which will stain everything.
So is it...
Tang Zhao simulated it several times with his own body and came up with a guess.
It may be that she kept her hands raised until her death. Because her arm was stuck, it did not fall automatically until it completely decayed. This section of the skeleton naturally fell off from the body due to gravity, and then fell to the ground and broke.
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This speculation made Tang Zhao very uncomfortable, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became.
This shows that the woman not only remained conscious before her death, but also had obsessions in her heart that allowed her to maintain such actions and die.
Wait...hands up?
Could it be?
He stood up and turned to look for the coffin lid.
found it!
There are indeed scratches on the lid!
She really wanted to carve something on the coffin for the last moment.
Her belief must be very strong. Not only was the scratch very deep, but one of the scratches was so severe that the lid of the coffin was damaged, leaving only a small hole.
Tang Zhao glanced at the scratches and immediately discovered that they were talisman characters, which were the characters used to record knowledge in classics in ancient times. Few people recognize them now.
Fortunately, he recognizes it a little and can read it, but it is not fluent enough and needs to be translated word by word and then spelled out.
His eyes were immediately attracted by the two words that were engraved the deepest.