Copper Coins

"No one, run fast enough ..." Xue Xian glanced at the whole stone room under the fire dragon's reflection, and finally his eyes fell on the white stone beside the pool. "Maybe it's the bottom of the sinking corpse."

At first glance, this stone room is not naturally formed and should be carved by people. In addition to the water pond and several stone pillars as a support, there is a stone platform in the depths. At first glance, it looks like a bed that can be laid down. Sitting on the couch.

Of course, it's hard and cold, and it's not going to be comfortable.

"Someone has repaired it here." Xuan Mian and Xue Xian walked into the stone room one after another, glanced at the stone platform and said so.

"Which god-man can bear this kind of place." Xue Xian pointed his thumb backwards without pointing back.

Although there are no poisonous insects from the tide in this stone room, under the hundred stone steps behind it, the dead mountains and dead seas are still there. Which normal-minded person would choose such a place for cleaning? Can this **** be called Qing?

But it is undeniable that there should have been someone here, because in addition to the long stone platform on that side, there are several bowl-shaped grooves on the surrounding stone wall. Where the probe can touch, Xuan Mian raised his hand and touched Once, twisting the thumb and index finger, he took out the paper sign with a disgust and took a dust removal spell.

"What?" Xue Xian glanced at those grooves and looked at his fingers again.

Xuan Mian frowned. "Lamp oil."

Xue Xian made a subconscious response, thinking that the disgust of disgrace was purely because he didn't like touching oily things. But a moment later, he suddenly realized, "Oh-". Because he suddenly reacted, the origin of the kerosene in some places was not simple.

However, disgust turned to disgust, Xuan Merci cleaned the kerosene on his fingers, and still led the dragon on the top of the stone to make a circle around those grooves. With a few beeps, the wall fires ignited one after another.

With lighting, Xuan Merci simply took away the fire dragon. When he hooked the string of copper coins between his fingers, he gave a light glance at the thin layer of sweat emerging from Xue Xian's forehead.

Without the scorching fire dragon and the annoying poisonous insects, Xue Xian finally calmed down a bit. Holding his arms, he looked around the stone room and walked around, strangely: "Except for the air holes with thick fingers, there is no exit for the entire stone room ..."

He eventually stopped by the black water pool, kicked the white stone with blood fingerprints, and then said, "So where did the remaining ones in the previous wave go? It's impossible to sink all of them. Are you underwater? "

This black water pond is just a square meter away, how many people can be thrown in? What's more, just looking at the blood fingerprints on this white stone, it should have been struggling before. Whether it's an internal conflict or something else happened, there are always those who have the upper hand and those who have the lower hand.

The man who prevails is understandable by the sinking pond. What about the one who prevails?

"And what about the so-called Tongshou spider?" Xue Xian frowned.

According to the old man Zhai, the legendary elixir is in the hundred insect caves. The hundred insect caves really exist, as the name suggests, but Xue Xian and Xuan Mercy have come to an end, even a suspected "same life The "spider" thing was not seen.

When he turned around that time, Xue Xian didn't even miss the ground stitches and the top of his head. He looked carefully, but still found nothing.

"Maybe it will be mentioned here," Xuan Merci replied.

He was standing by the stone bed and looking at the dark stone wall, the same as the stone wall originally seen in the Moth Stone Cave, with characters engraved here, engraved a whole face, Xue Xian just passed by again I tried to recognize it, but I got nothing but dizziness. For him, this is a ghostly painting symbol with crooked teeth, which I don't recognize, and I don't know why Xuan Merci has the patience to stand so long.

When Xue Xian looked at the characters, he had a heartache and no longer care about him. Instead, he squatted and stood beside the black water pond, wondering whether he should drain the black water pool completely.

He stared at Heishuitan for a moment, and found that the depth of the water in the pond was unpredictable. At least from his perspective, he could only see a dark, deeper thing.

Where is this water pumped? He glanced around indiscriminately, and said secretly, "No more sucking with bare hands, the last time I was sick at the bottom of the grave island, I could vomit a room again."

For a moment, his eyes suddenly fell on the bronze mirror lying on the ground not far from his feet.

Looking at the blood stains on the edge of the bronze mirror, it must have been left by those who came before, or ... it wasn't enough to take it away. Xue Xian stretched out his hand, intending to pick up the bronze mirror for a look, but the moment the finger touched the edge of the bronze mirror, he felt that the bronze mirror shook slightly.

The metal edge clawed on the stony ground, making some bumping sounds, and then the black water pond also made a slight "cooing" sound without warning, as if someone had penetrated a small stone inward and broke the water pool Face calm.

Xuan Mian heard the sound and turned his head, glanced at the copper mirror at Xue Xian's hand and the rippled black water pond, and walked over and squatted.

"This bronze mirror is a bit weird, look at it." Xue Xian pushed the bronze mirror toward Xuan Mian with his fingers when he squatted.

Xuan Mian frowned, intending to pick up the bronze mirror to take a closer look, but when she touched the bronze mirror with her fingers, she heard a clearer shaking sound. Only this time the response of the copper mirror was much greater than Xue Xian's response when he touched it. And the ripples in the black water pool also suddenly became faster. The whole black water pool seemed to come alive at that moment, and ripples spread rapidly outward.

Xuan Mian subconsciously tried to throw away the bronze mirror, but found that the bronze mirror seemed to be stuck between his fingers, but he couldn't pull his hand for a moment.

Immediately after, the yin and yang charms suddenly appeared in the messy blood on the ground where the bronze mirror was lying. Xue Xian saw Xuan Mian's fingers pinching the bronze mirror, and the whole person seemed to be stiffened, his eyes flickered towards the Black Water Pool with some blankness.

At the moment he froze, Xue Xian heard a buzzing sound in his brain, like someone whip a whip in his head with a leather whip, and it took a while, and he couldn't get back. God comes.

When Xue Xianlue had a touch of energy and could turn his neck, he found that the black pool was no longer dark. It seemed to turn into a mirror, a scene slowly showing on the dark water.

Although the scene was blurry like a dream, it was inexplicable in people's hearts, as if immersed in it ...

It seemed to be between mountains and rivers, and the wind was whistling in the ears, the mountains trembled behind them, and the monstrous rivers were like thousands of white horses coming from the sky. The shout was shattered by the wind and waves.

Under the raging waves, there were two kneeling figures among the fallen rocks.

Although everything seemed to be covered with a mist of water, Xue Xian still recognized it at once, it was himself and Xuan Mercy.

He saw that his hands were hanging, as if moving like a stone statue. The dark black robe seemed to have been soaked by the tide and wrapped around his body, somehow revealing a thick gloomy feeling.

The long hair was wet and stuck between the necks, and the skin on the necks was pale and bloodless.

And upwards ... his eyes were covered with a palm.

The hand was slender and slender, which was extremely good-looking, but also pale and bloodless, almost a kind of deadly ash.

It was Xuan Mian's hand, and Xuan Mian was lifting his head from the side of his face, his eyes were hidden under the shadow, and he was caught in a layer of mist, making people unable to see the emotions.

It was actually an extremely ambiguous gesture, as if a kiss had just ended.

However, Xue Xian, who was watching all this through the water mist, didn't even notice this, because Xuan Mian coughed for a long time after raising his head. One palm of his hand was still covering the other's eyes, but The other hand dropped to the side with an increasingly dull cough, and his monk's robe, which was always white as Yun Xue, was blood-red ...

Large swaths of blood fainted from his chest and waist, as if he couldn't finish flowing, soaking the whole monk's robe.

Xue Xian looked at the blindfolded hand of Xuan Merci gradually, and when he was about to slide down, his whole body suddenly felt cold, and a layer of cold sweat was steamed. His eyelashes fluttered, and a **** suddenly broke away from the misty scene.

He opened his eyes blank for a long time, before the buzzing in his ears gradually dissipated, and the heavy and rapid breathing sound faintly passed into his ears.

After a while, he realized that the sound of breathing, as if awakening from a nightmare, came from himself. In the clear view, the black water pond still rippled quietly, there was no scene above it, and it disappeared without a trace.

Xuan Merci squatted in front of him intact, his fingers did not appear dead gray, and the monk's robe did not smudge large blood. But at this time he was looking sideways, his eyes half-dropped on the black water pool.

He also seems to have been drawn into a certain scene. I don't know if he saw the same scene as Xue Xian saw, or something else, but he saw a trace of it in his slightly empty expression. Other emotions.

That emotion is difficult for others to think about, it just makes people feel inexplicably sad ...

Xue Xian stared at his face quietly for a moment, then suddenly frowned, reached out and pressed his own heart, then exhaled a long breath, raised his hand and patted Xuan Mian, and said dumbly: "Bald donkey ? "

Xuan Mian didn't seem to hear his voice at all.

"Bald donkey, wake up." Xue Xian's voice was still low, with a hint of dumbness.

Still no response.

Xue Xian frowned, his hand slipped from Xuan Mian's shoulder, fell on the back of Xuan Mian's hand, and then held his finger.

With such a move, Xuan Mian's fingers separated from the bronze mirror on the ground.

Xue Xian only felt that his fingers were being held back by Xuan Mian. He did not know whether it was to ease the pain in his body or some emotions that were difficult to peel off. Xuan Mian was so tight that Xue Xian felt his finger bones hurt.

He didn't pull his hand either, just raised his eyes, and saw that Xuan Merci had just turned his face, his eyes were still a little blank, but his brows were very tight.

His eyes didn't seem to find a fixed point. After sweeping Xue Xian's face twice, he closed his lips and narrowed his eyes. After a long time, he opened them slowly.

"Awake now?" Xue Xian asked in a low voice.

Xuan Mian stared at him for a while, his eyes were bottomless and complicated enough to make people indistinguishable. After a moment, he lowered his eyes, released Xue Xian's finger, and said "um", then swept his wide sleeve, and the bronze mirror was swept away from the corner.

"Only that blackwater pool ..." Xue Xian withdrew his hand and opened his mouth in confusion.

"The bronze mirror and the black water pool formed a formation, but they were covered up by these chaotic blood, so that they did not notice it for a moment." Xuan Merci said softly, and seemed to have recovered.

"What array? Is it a demon again?" Xue Xian frowned.

He shook his head and said in a very calm tone: "It's time to die."

Xue Xian suffocated: "Dead?"

Xuan Mian remembered what it was like, frowning: "This kind of formation should not be effective for such things as true dragons ... what do you see?"

Xue Xian's mind was empty, and after hearing Xuan Mian's words, he felt that what he saw should be erroneous. Since this array of methods did not have any practical effect on him, what he saw might be caused by this situation. Some illusions are like dreaming dreams.

He thought about it and explained it, and then he calmed down. Seeing Xuan Mian still frowning and staring at him for a reply, he waved his hand and said, "I didn't see anything, just to see the sudden ripples of the black water pool, and you didn't answer, and asked you a word. "

Xuanyi Shen said: "In truth?"

Xue Xian snorted: "Tian Lei can't break me, where can I go to die?"

Xuan Mian stared at his eyes without seeing any flaws, so he believed what he said, and said "um", after a moment of silence, he added: "Even so, you have to be careful in the future."

Xue Xian did not answer these questions, but asked him instead: "You? What did you see?"

Xuan Mian stood up with his eyes half-plumped, and rushed to Xue leisurely: "Nothing, I'm at the end of my life."

As he spoke, he swept away the dust on his sleeves. It seemed okay, but Xue Xian was affected by the scene he saw, and he always felt a little uneasy in his heart. Everything in the illusion was only blurred under that layer of water mist. Only Xuan Merci was covered with blood like a clear thorn, dangling in the flesh. As soon as I thought about it, I took a leash like a flesh. Not comfortable.

However, he turned to think that he had a long life span, and if Xuan Merci really encountered something, he could always help. So the idea that had risen in the morning light of Lian Jiangshan was agitated in my heart, but this time, it was no longer an impulse. It is precisely because it is not a whim, at least it needs to be cautious. At least in this **** environment, there are still things that are not done in the hand, and it is always out of place to say it.

He pondered that when he found the "Tongshou Spider", he would ask Xuan sympathy after going out of the dim stone cave full of blood and poisonous insects.

As soon as this thought flashed, he felt that something was moving slightly at his feet, and he made a sounding sound.