I am the master of medicine god

Chapter 774

Ling Xiao saw Wang Xiping's resistance.

Ling Xiao sneered: "I can't see that you are still afraid of coffins at your age?"

"It's not a question of being afraid at all." This matter, the mural on the coffin is beyond the scope of my cognition.

Why is there a mural of yourself on a coffin that is hundreds of years old?This is simply a fantasy?
"Then do you still want to watch it?" Ling Xiao asked coldly.

What will be in this coffin?
Even if there were corpses inside, they were hundreds of years old, or they had dried up long ago, or they might have been turned into ashes.

Generally speaking, after a long period of time, the body of the corpse in the coffin will rot, and some people say it will turn into a zombie, but Wang Xiping has never seen it.

And it has to be a sealed environment.

But looking at Ling Xiao's actions, it seems that the coffin here is often opened and closed, and even if there is anything, it has long been turned into dust.

After Ling Xiao finished asking, he waited quietly for Wang Xiping's reply, as if if he didn't speak, he wouldn't take any action.

"..."

Wang Xiping raised his hands: "Okay, I'll help you."

Maybe it's a coincidence.

It was some kind of coincidence that I came to this place. Maybe the timeline got confused again, maybe it overlapped again. All in all, I'm sure I'll be fine.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Xiping stepped forward: "How can I help?"

"It's very simple. There is a mechanism inside. Your hand is long, so you can touch it when you reach in."

After Ling Xiao finished speaking, Wang Xiping realized that something was wrong with the coffin.

The coffin is a layer outside the coffin, which is similar to a box, and wraps the coffin inside.

In ancient times, only dignitaries could enjoy this kind of treatment, but now the lid of the coffin is gone, and it is just a rectangular box.

Wang Xiping boldly put his hand in, groped carefully, and found a small iron ring.

The iron ring should be touched by people often, and it is very smooth, without the uneven or rusty feeling that Wang Xiping thought.

"Is it a hoop? Pull it out?"

"Ah."

With a hook of Wang Xiping's fingers, he pulled out the entire iron ring with a little force.

The other end of the iron ring is tied with a transparent silk thread. I don't know what material this thread is made of. It is as thick as a hair, but it is very tough.

With Wang Xiping's slow force, the iron ring was completely pulled out of the coffin, and then there was a slight "click" sound, and the lid of the coffin, which was also made of iron in front of him, slowly moved away.

Wang Xiping was so surprised that he even wanted to close his eyes.

Ling Xiao didn't say a word, just watched Wang Xiping's movements quietly, and he stopped shouting when the gap in the coffin was wide enough.

"Okay, let's open it."

"..." The iron coffin seemed to weigh a hundred catties, how could I lift the lid of the coffin by myself?

"If you want to lift it, you can lift it." Ling Xiao rolled his eyes: "Don't you even have the strength?"

This does not seem to be a matter of lack of strength.Wang Xiping had no choice but to stretch out his hand. He was ready to use all his strength to remove the board, only to find that the coffin lid was too light.

Light as a piece of paper.

Strange, since this thing is so light, why does it need a mechanism?
Ling Xiao gestured with his hand, and after feeling that the gap was big enough for him to enter, he said to Wang Xiping, "Do you go in first or I go in first?"

"What do you mean?" Wang Xiping was stunned for a moment: "Isn't it a place to bury the dead?"

Ling Xiao frowned: "What are you thinking about all day long? If you slept in such a coffin, would you be happy?"

"..." It seems to be such a reason.

"Uh, I'm new here and don't know the rules, so you should go first." Wang Xiping made a gesture of invitation, and at the same time wanted to move the coffin lid a little bigger.

Not wanting to move just now, Ling Xiao stopped in a cold voice: "I advise you to move slowly, this is made of a special material, although it is very light, it is very hard, if you don't want your hands to be scratched. "

But it was too late to say this. The moment Ling Xiao opened his mouth, Wang Xiping exerted a little force on his fingers, and then a tingling pain came.

Sure enough, his fingertips were scratched.

"You are so reckless, how did you survive until now?" Ling Xiao sneered: "Okay, I'll go in first."

After finishing speaking, he put his hands on the edge and jumped into the dark coffin.

The coffin seemed to be coated with some light-absorbing material, and the light could not penetrate at all. At first glance, it seemed that the inside of the coffin was bottomless, which made people feel scared for no reason.

Wang Xiping carefully made the gap as big as he could get in, and then jumped in too.

Seeing Ling Xiao doing it so easily, Wang Xiping naturally thought that this was a secret path, and as a result, he began to fall weightlessly.

It took almost 3 minutes to fall, before Wang Xiping fell to the ground, and his butt hurt.

"Hiss—why didn't you remind me?"

"I didn't expect you to fall down so defenselessly, I've seen it." Ling Xiao stood beside him with arms folded, with a look of disdain.

The moment Wang Xiping got up, all the torches on the wall suddenly lit up, illuminating the place like daytime.

This is the forbidden area of ​​Cyanwood Hall.

Wang Xiping was stunned, the space below is too big... It's so big, it's almost as big as five or six racetracks.

"Here, this is..." Wang Xiping swallowed, "Why is this place so big? What is it used for?"

"Don't worry about what you do." Ling Xiao walked straight to the middle of the venue, where a building similar to an altar was erected.

Around the building, there are some incomprehensible patterns, the patterns are deeply carved, and there are brown residues inside, which look like traces left after blood coagulated.

This altar looks very familiar... Wang Xiping thought about it for a long time, but suddenly froze.

That's right, the first time he came here, when the last heir of the Luo family died, he was on this altar!
It's just that compared to the broken altar, this one is more complete and shocking.

"The ancient martial arts family..." Wang Xiping murmured, then looked at Ling Xiao vigilantly: "What is your relationship with the ancient martial arts family? Why is there this altar here?"

"The ancient martial arts family?" Ling Xiao couldn't understand: "Do you know this altar?"

"Nonsense!" Wang Xiping wanted to say something else, but soon he realized that there didn't seem to be such a name as the ancient martial arts family here, so what is it called now?

Those who can?
(End of this chapter)