full-time psychic

Chapter 202 The Handwriting of a Psychic
There is still a dream, what if it comes true?

Su Ling felt that this sentence was especially suitable for He Bing. Even though he knew that he had no chance to obtain the so-called natural power, he still tried every means to guide everyone to open the coffin, looking expectantly at the faint green coffin, yearning for it.

Silently applaud him.

As soon as He Bing said this, everyone fell silent. After all, their purpose of coming was to end the drought disaster.

Ye meditated for a while, nodded and said: "Open it."

He Bing was overjoyed instantly, grinning so much that his mouth was almost behind his ears, and he squeezed his fist secretly. Su Ling didn't bother to talk to this guy, looked up at the top of the cave and said, "Besides, we can't go back the same way now." Impossible, almost every hole on this cliff leads to the stone labyrinth, and it will take a long time to get out from there, the best way is to climb out from above."

Several people also followed Su Ling's gaze and saw the crack on the roof of the cave. The moonlight shone down from the roof of the cave, which looked very bleak. Zhuang Fan pointed to the giant tree: "Look, this giant tree The top of the cave is very close to the top of the cave, and there are many vines extending from the tree to the outside of the cave roof. This is a natural ladder, and there are so many branches on the tree, which is very easy to climb, which is just good for us. go out."

Xiong Jieba frowned more and more when he heard this, and said: "Zhuang Fan, have you forgotten that this is a cannibal tree that sucks human essence and blood, isn't climbing that tree to seek death?"

Zhuang Fan smiled, as if he had expected Xiong Jieba to ask such a question, picked up a piece of gravel from the sacrificial altar on the ground, and threw it on the ghost hand vine. They all retreated away as if they had seen a ghost.

"The name of this tree is Hydra cypress. I should have thought of it earlier. I have seen the introduction of this tree in the ancient books at home. Didn't you see how these vines dare not touch the stone here? This stone is called Tianxinyan is specialized in hydra cypress, let's get some lime and smear it on the body, and it will be able to go up smoothly."

Xiong Jieba had the original expression, and then picked up the stones on the ground, smashed them all over his body in a circle, and praised Zhuang Fan for his knowledge and talents while painting.

Su Ling also thought it was miraculous, but at the moment, she was thinking more about why she didn't have any stone dust on her body, and those ghost hand vines were afraid of her.

Without further ado, the group of people acted immediately, just in case Xiong Jieba took a few extra pieces of Tianxinyan, Su Ling packed up his equipment again, and the group of people started to walk up.

Ye Ming took the lead, behind Su Ling Palace, she heard a rustling sound behind her, and when she looked back, she found that it was Liu Xiaolin who was taking a step to rest her breath.If it was in the original, Su Ling might go up to help.But now, hehe, she didn't save Liu Xiaolin, but the latter wanted to put Su Ling to death again and again, ungrateful, ruthless, is there any need to save her!
In all fairness, she is indeed not a sympathetic Virgin Mary White Lotus. She does not want to be a savior, nor does she want to be a real gold and silver. .

Ye Ming walked forward with the sword in hand. The blue light of the Spirit Sword seemed to be brighter than usual. The rest of the people followed behind and slowly walked up the high-level stone platform. They had just run down in a hurry and didn't look carefully. , It turns out that this stone platform is made of large pieces of Tianxin rock. It is so big in size. I don’t know how it was transported here.

There were also some wild deer and mountain cranes engraved on the steps. This kind of totem-like relief was very rare. Su Ling couldn't help wondering what level this prince was, and why the burial specifications were so bizarre.

At this time, several people had already walked in front of the eight tree holes, and only then did they see clearly that the hole was not split open by itself, but was torn apart by more than a dozen iron chains inside, and the huge bronze coffin was inside. It is big and heavy, and it is also engraved with dense inscriptions.

Su Ling didn't know much about the ancient culture of the Eastern Continent. In her own words when she was a student, she said that her life was not good enough, so how could she care about those rotten ancient people!

Haha, what a good excuse not to study.

When I got here, I don't know why everyone stopped talking, as if they were afraid of waking up the owner of the tomb.Ye Ming held the sword and tapped it, there was a dull echo inside, it was definitely full of things, he said to Zhuang Fan: "Can you understand what's on it?"

Su Ling was taken aback. She always thought that Ye Ming was also an intellectual, but it turned out that he was also an illiterate "good boy" who didn't like to study.

Zhuang Fan pursed his lips and shook his head, and said, "I don't understand the specifics, but I can be sure that the owner of this coffin is the prince we are looking for, and the words on it should be his life. Went to Beijing to recognize relatives, passed the test and passed the test, and basically spent his middle age on the battlefield, riding on a military horse and fighting in the smoke and fire. Then, he was persecuted by the villain's slander, returned to his hometown and died in his hometown." Zhuang Fan's eyebrows jumped, "I didn't write about someone pretending to be him on the battlefield."

Su Ling was never interested in the cultural life of the dead, so he glanced at them and stopped.

"Then what do these words mean?" Xiong Jieba asked, Su Ling and Zhuang Fan looked over at the same time, and saw the word "Qi" written in the middle of the coffin, and then a series of initials of the zodiac. Zichou Yinmao or something, but the word "Qi" is extra large, which is more eye-catching.

Zhuang Fan frowned, and went to touch the raised characters, "I know this number is a day, but the dynasties before the saints were mostly born in wars, often the royal family declined, the princes went their own way, and the calendar was even more chaotic. Incredible, so I don't know exactly what day it is.

While Zhuang Fan and Su Ling were studying the inscription, Ye Ming and He Bing were studying how to open the coffin.He shook the few iron chains. These chains were linked one after another, but each link was as thick as a thumb.Ye Ming didn't know when the world entered the Iron Age, but even the strongest cast iron should have aged badly after so many years, but these were not the case. It was just a layer of rust on the surface. The pull is still very strong.

He Bing also felt puzzled, and looked up at Ye Ming, "This is..."

Ye Ming had thought of it a long time ago, "The psychic did it, and it was coated with a layer of spiritual water compressed from spiritual energy, which can keep it from rot for thousands of years."

When Xiong Jieba heard this, he immediately jumped up and said in surprise, "There is still a masterpiece of a psychic inside?" He looked around, "So this ancient tomb was really built by a psychic?!"

If it is really like what Xiong Jieba said, then things will be a big deal. A psychic is no better than an ordinary tomb craftsman, let alone a tomb robber. It seems that this prince paid a lot of money for his tomb ah.

(End of this chapter)