But when he heard Qingliu say it again in serious words, he immediately frowned.
"Is it because you are of the elven bloodline, so your senses are more acute and you can hear the difference, but I can't hear it very well?"
At this time, she could only attribute the reason to this. After all, she really heard the difference in the voice.
At this moment, Rong Xiyue really felt that she looked like a tomb robber, and she was rigorously carrying out the work before robbing the tomb.
"Poke it with a soft sword and see."
Qingliu saw that Rong Xiyue had deep thoughts on his face, and the only sharp weapon they happened to have was the soft sword in their hands, so he suggested like this, but who knew that he was met with a blank stare from Rong Xiyue.
"Don't poke randomly. If there is something down here or some mechanism that touches it, that would be bad. Besides," Rong Xiyue paused, and when she looked at Qingliu, there was a hint of teasing on her face.
Meaning, "Aren't you afraid of being disrespectful to the seniors of Qingmen?"
"Since our seniors don't give us a clear way out, we can only find the way out they have prepared for themselves."
Qingliu shrugged, what he said was a bit rogue, but it was somewhat similar to his style before entering this ancient tomb.
When Rong Xiyue heard this, he felt that there was nothing wrong. The worst-case scenario now was that the mechanism here was touched and they were unable to get out. But it was impossible for the Qingmen people to really prevent them from getting out. At most, they would be
It was a thrill.
Thinking of this, her hand suddenly moved, holding the soft sword, and stabbed the place where the sound was wrong.
Qingliu was watching from the side. Before he could stop him, Rong Xiyue's knife had already gone down. Qingliu couldn't help being shocked and his heart was hanging.
When they got up, they were afraid that if the knife went down, some mechanism would be opened and the two of them would be killed right here, becoming the burial companions of the people in these coffins.
Rong Xiyue only felt that the feeling under the sword was soft, as if it was inserted into something piled with gravel, and the bottom where the sword touched was hard again. She touched it lightly with the sword.
Fan.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Rong Xiyue's action, Qingliu asked, gritting his teeth and stabbing the soft sword in his hand. The feeling he felt immediately was the same as Rong Xiyue's. The ground looked as hard as marble.
However, after the sword was stabbed, it felt like gravel. It was not until the entire sword almost fell into the middle of the gravel that the sword tip touched something hard.
The two of them looked at each other. Since they didn't have any clairvoyance powers, of course they couldn't see clearly what was underneath. What was certain was that this open space was indeed a bit unusual. There was something buried underneath. Is it possible?
Is he the real owner of the coffin in this empty space?
"What to do now?"
Qingliu used the soft sword again and stabbed it into the surface of the open space, but the touch was the same as before. If not, the soft sword directly touched the outermost marble surface and could not penetrate at all.
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And when the soft sword was pulled out from below, it left no trace on the surface.
This situation really stumped Rong Xiyue and Qingliu.
In other words, this open space cannot be split open with a soft sword like this. It is like the top layer is protected by sand leakage, and the real coffin is below.
"I have no idea."
Rong Xiyue frowned, and tried to stab the chicken wing with the soft sword and then against the hard thing underneath. The result was, just like before, she pulled the soft sword out from under the open space.
"According to your Qingmen's rules, what exactly is going on now?"
The rules of Qingmen are really a bit speechless. Who knows what is going on? I am afraid that only people from Qingmen can think of such strange things.
"Do you need my blood again?"
To be honest, Qingliu didn't know what the rules of Qingmen were. He tentatively opened his mouth, just to prepare for bloodletting again.
After all, judging from the rules and experience gained from the past, Qingliu's blood should be the key to unlocking the mechanism.
Qingliu used the soft sword to cut open his palm, and began to bleed at the place where the soft sword could be inserted. At the same time, he sighed in his heart. After so many years, he had not suffered any injuries, and he had never been so injured.
This is really the only time I have been bled.
I hope that after I get out of here, I no longer need to shed my own blood in order to unlock the mechanism!
This time, Rong Xiyue had a vague premonition that maybe the blood would be useless this time.
Rong Xiyue held half of her hopes, and the other half was in a wait-and-see state.
Qingliu continued to bleed, and the movements of his hands never stopped. What's strange is that Qingliu's blood left from his palm, and when it fell on the open ground, it automatically seemed to slip away.
, fell into the ground, and there was no trace of blood on the ground.
"Don't let go, wait."
Rong Xiyue felt a little uneasy. The blood seemed to have been absorbed into it. There was no trace of its existence at all. It was really strange, and nothing else happened.
According to previous experience, if blood comes out, there will be more or less clues or other reactions.
What Rong Xiyue is worried about is that the zombies in general rumors, or fake corpses, are all caused by this blood. Zombies that have been dried for many years taste the taste of blood, and their dried body meridians begin to resurrect.
, the body gradually recovers its functions and is resurrected.
Then there is the endless demand for blood.
"how?"
Qingliu was a little puzzled. Of course he didn't know that at that moment, countless scenes from zombie movies had already flashed through Rong Xiyue's mind. However, only she could understand these scenes.
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"Wait a minute. If this blood is useful, it should be reflected now, instead of not showing any reaction until now."
Rong Xiyue said, pulling Qingliu back, directly behind the two sleeping lamps.
Qingliu glanced at Rong Xiyue, and he really didn't understand what was going on with the excited and excited look in Rong Xiyue's eyes.
However, I am afraid that even Qingliu will not understand this feeling. Although Rong Xiyue has seen many monsters here, and has also seen the fake corpses in the ancient tombs, such as the mushroom man just now,