The sudden silence made Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing uncomfortable. The ancients said that the calm before the storm is the most terrifying. Now, Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing have really realized the horror of this sentence.
A coffin, a resurrected warrior, and two living people, and the confrontation ended like this. I don’t know how long the confrontation lasted, but Zhou Zijing finally couldn’t help it. He poked Wu Dazhi next to him and said in a low voice:
"Dazhi, you need to think of a solution. What should we do now? We are two living people who need to eat, drink and sleep. We can't just waste time with him like this, right?"
It's not that Wu Dazhi didn't understand what Zhou Zijing said, he was also anxious, but it was useless to be anxious. Now was not the time to gamble on luck. As long as they made a mistake in judgment, it would probably cause a terrible chain reaction.
In fact, Wu Dazhi's troubles did not last long. Just when Zhou Zijing was anxious to escape from this place, a rustling sound rang out in the silence.
The light in the underground palace was not good, but Wu Dazhi could see clearly. With the sound, Zhou Zijing's face suddenly turned pale, and Wu Dazhi himself could not help but feel his scalp numb.
They had heard this kind of sound before. It was foggy at the time and they didn't know what was making such a sound. Now they finally saw the truth.
The things crawling on the ground were none other than the pottery figurines found in the ear chamber. These pottery figurines buried with them seemed not to notice the existence of Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing at all. They crawled past their feet and headed straight towards the huge
The warrior left.
Watching a wave of pottery figurines crawling over, Zhou Zijing's face regained some color. He shook Wu Dazhi's arm slightly and whispered:
"Dazhi, what are they doing? Do you think these pottery figurines have merged with the giant stone warrior?"
Wu Dazhi was ashamed, but he had to admire Zhou Zijing's rich imagination and fit. But before he could say anything sarcastic to Zhou Zijing, he was frightened by the sight in front of him and swallowed it back.
Those pottery figurines that could crawl and run became even more powerful now, as if they had grown arms and legs. They first surrounded the warriors, and then began to crawl on them.
Facing the pottery figurines that kept climbing up on him, the warrior remained motionless. He just kept facing the fire agate coffin and didn't know what he was thinking.
Probably seeing that what he said before was right, Zhou Zijing began to express his opinions again:
"Dazhi, what do you think the warrior is looking at? Why do I feel like he is meditating..."
"Meditation?" Wu Dazhi frowned. Zhou Zijing's words became more and more unreliable. Even if the stone warrior really has a human soul sealed in it, it doesn't mean that he is really a human and he meditates...
"You are overthinking. That stone warrior has no thinking and cannot carry out such intelligent activities!" Wu Dazhi finally gave Zhou Zijing a ruthless answer.
With that said, Wu Dazhi left Zhou Zijing who was talking to himself, took two steps forward on tiptoe, and began to carefully observe the stone warrior.
Needless to say, his face was still as ferocious as before, as if he had great hatred. However, this ferocity could not cover up the fierce and majestic aura exuding from the stone warrior.
Wu Dazhi was lost in thought when he was suddenly pulled back by Zhou Zijing. It turned out that while he was observing, the stone warrior changed again. He swung the two axes in his hands and aimed at the fire not far away from the two of them.
The agate coffin was smashed.
To be honest, this move of the stone warrior really scared Wu Dazhi and Wu Dazhi. Originally, they thought it was going to hit them, but now it seems that they are overthinking it.
The stone warrior kept waving the double axes in his hands, making a rumbling sound. In just a minute or two, the fire agate coffin was broken into a pile of pieces.
Along with the sound, Zhou Zijing's body was shaking non-stop, and while shaking, he was mumbling:
"Dazhi, someone told me before that the Khitan people are all unreasonable lunatics. Now I know that this sentence is not true at all. Damn, didn't you say that the warrior guarding the tomb was to protect the owner of the tomb? But now he actually put it
If the tomb owner’s coffin is smashed, do you think the tomb owner will jump up in anger and challenge him to a fight?”
Wu Dazhi shook his head noncommittally. Normally, the existence of the tomb-guarding warriors was to protect the integrity of the underground palace. This was the first time Wu Dazhi had encountered this kind of destruction of the coffin by himself.
"Just watch, there might be some aftermath. The two of us are just like guinea pigs now. Let's just watch how others act!"
What Wu Dazhi said seemed heartless, but it was indeed the truth. Faced with the unknown situation, they really just watched.
After the stone warrior smashed the fire agate coffin, he started to stand stupidly again. It didn't matter that he stood stupidly, but it made Wu Dazhi and Wu Dazhi who had been hiding in the corner miserable.
Just when Zhou Zijing was about to scold his mother, the Stone Warrior finally made some movement. He suddenly raised his neck and roared.
Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing hurriedly covered their ears. There was really no way they could survive this day. Wu Dazhi cursed in his heart, always howling.
If the Stone Warrior keeps howling like this, Wu Dazhi can guarantee that he will see an ear doctor after he gets out.
"Dazhi, I feel bad!" Zhou Zijing whispered while the stone warrior paused for a moment.
After entering the underground palace, Zhou Zijing's senses became extremely sensitive. Now he felt right again. What happened next put Wu Dazhi and Wu Dazhi into an unprecedented crisis.
The stone warrior kept howling. Although Wu Dazhi was almost deaf, he could still detect the differences in these howls.
There were two howls in the middle, which were obviously not from the stone warrior in front of me. No matter the tone or sound, one was high and the other was low. The high-pitched howl in the middle was obviously in response to the low roar of the stone warrior.
"Fat man, what do you think is wrong?" Wu Dazhi turned around and glanced at Zhou Zijing and asked.
"I feel that several voices are coming from the fire agate coffin!" Zhou Zijing was not sure, but he still expressed his thoughts.
Wu Dazhi nodded. Zhou Zijing felt the same as him. After about five roars, the underground palace returned to calm.
This time, before Zhou Zijing could explode, Wu Dazhi couldn't stand it anymore. He would go crazy if this went on. But reality didn't give him a chance to vent. Just when he jumped up and pointed at the fire agate coffin, he wanted to say something.
At some point, an unusual sound came from the coffin again.
It was like someone was whispering, more like someone was chanting something. The voice was pleasant, but in this quiet, slightly permeable underground palace, it sounded like an extremely terrifying sound of death.
Wu Dazhi suddenly thought of the people buried in the coffin. Could it be that the real function of the stone warrior was to wake up the people buried in the coffin and then kill them?