Chapter 428

Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Zhengdao indeed has such a habit.

He feels that sealing away evil spirits and relying on the passage of time to suppress and kill them is truly too much of a waste of time.

It is better to feed them into his stomach and exhort the evil spirits to convert to the righteous path within his own internal organs.

But...

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan looks at the bone fragments on the ground; Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Zhengdao is an extremely conceited person, a point that can be seen from his writings and also from his follower, Qin An.

After a meal, leaving behind so much trash does not seem to fit Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Zhengdao's style.

Even if the tomb owner is of high status and he is unable to complete a thorough digestion, Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Zhengdao would not leave them lying here; instead, he would secretly dispose of them, pretending to have eaten cleanly and appearing lighthearted and indifferent.

Just like in the cave at the foot of Langshan, with one table, one stool, and a pair of chopsticks.

He follows a certain artistic conception and seeks a sense of detachment.

However, this is not the time to dwell on this point.

If Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan's original intention in entering the ancient tomb was to seek benefits for himself, now, his first and most urgent task is to find the tomb owner's weakness.

When you align yourself with the greater trend and borrow the convenience it provides, you are also a part of the collective; for both public and private reasons, you must prioritize the overall situation.

However, as it stands, this blade exists independently and is operating autonomously according to its own unique logic.

This set of armor has remained quiet until now.

Even this vast banquet hall appears so docile and ordinary.

If only they could show some unusual movement, Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan feels the situation would be easier to handle.

What he fears is that they are all too normal, leaving him without any clues.

And the worst result is that the tomb owner here has no weaknesses.

But this is impossible, as it would contradict the motive of the Great Emperor pushing karma to help him close the door early.

That "Master" of his would never be kind enough to just let his disciple come to the ancient tomb to make a fortune.

There is one, there must be one.

The tomb owner's weakness must be here.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan attempts to cut into different angles to conduct an analysis.

The young man's brows furrow deeper at this moment, and his Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face shows a hint of pain.

This is a sign that he is about to have an episode.

But soon, the young man's brows relax, and his breathing becomes steady again.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan suddenly realizes that personal interests indeed cannot override the collective, but the current situation is that his personal interests are highly aligned with the collective interests.

Therefore, the more he tries to separate them here, the more he goes against his own goals.

The "it" in the "Wordless Book" spent such a high price, laying out plans layer by layer, just to lure him here with profit.

In the end, it must be to realize its own interests.

Then he should follow this line to search now, and cannot force himself to be "noble" because of the responsibility and pressure he bears.

He should adopt a "selfish" perspective and take the path of maximizing personal interests, and the end of that path is the tomb owner's fundamental interest.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan clenches his right fist and gently taps his forehead.

Human skin, what he wants is human skin.

The tomb owner believes that he needs to be skinned.

There must be a tannery near a slaughterhouse, and the place where people are skinned must also be the place where human skin is stored.

Where would it be, and where is most suitable for doing such a thing?

Cattle and sheep are penned, prisoners are guarded; the most suitable place for skinning is naturally... the prison!

The answer, the "it" in the "Wordless Book" had already given him.

In Ye Dui's statement, he was once grabbed by Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Zhengdao and used as a pathfinder all the way to this banquet hall.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan walks to the throne, his mind constantly recalling Ye Dui's statement at the time, trying to restore Ye Dui's perspective from the stumbling sentences.

Although the "Wordless Book" is not in his hands now, the words on the wall of the cage on the first page are all recorded in the young man's mind.

Ruminating again, Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan finds the answer.

Sure enough, it had already arranged everything.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan walks down the steps, reaches out, and first points to Ye Dui's description of the banquet hall environment; here, it starts from here;

Then, it is Ye Dui's description of the music; that's right, it's here, although there are no guests or musicians, the instruments are placed here;

Ye Dui's description of the throne is in this direction;

Finally, it is Ye Dui's description of Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Zhengdao being slashed to death by the tomb owner, and at that moment, Ye Dui himself was also "kicked" back into the cage.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan steps back quickly, stands still, turns around to Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face the back, and the young man's hand points to this huge circular pillar.

Here is the entrance and exit of the prison.

There are many such pillars in this banquet hall.

Zhao Yi walks over and reaches out to pat the pillar: "Is there a problem with this pillar?"

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan nods.

Zhao Yi checks carefully but finds no problem.

Out of trust in the one surnamed Li, Zhao Yi circles the pillar again, still finding nothing.

"Li, why don't you take a look yourself?"

"Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng."

"Hmm."

"Punch this pillar."

"Okay."

Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng stands in front of the pillar and begins to gather strength.

"Bang!"

With one punch, a dent appears on the pillar.

This pillar is harder than imagined, and also softer than imagined.

This special property can greatly disperse Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng's punch force.

Zhao Yi: "Jing, come over and use your claws, alternate with Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng."

Chen Jing: "Okay!"

Chen Jing walks forward, white fur grows on his body, and his right fingernails extend.

After every punch Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng lands, Chen Jing follows with a claw.

Originally, things didn't have to be this complicated, but the problem is, there are no suitable weapons right now.

There are ready-made armor and weapons in the banquet hall, but those of ordinary quality break upon use, which is worse than using bare hands.

As for the blade hanging on the throne and the armor displayed, they haven't been subdued yet and cannot be used for the time being.

This should be a situation the tomb owner did not anticipate; well, the tomb owner probably didn't anticipate that it wouldn't be in its own home at this time.

As the dent on the pillar grows larger, a silver, viscous liquid gradually seeps out from inside.

Zhao Yi: "What kind of material is this exactly?"

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan: "It's a metal."

Zhao Yi: "Metal?"

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan: "The purity is very high."

Zhao Yi: "It's changing color."

The silver viscous liquid turns red and black immediately after flowing out and hitting the ground.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan: "It cannot exist normally in the natural world."

"Interesting, it's different from some special materials I've come into contact with before." Zhao Yi's fingertips move constantly, and the black-red hard block begins to change again, "It's very sensitive, hiss..."

Zhao Yi releases his hand, the hard block falls to the ground, and a patch of skin on Zhao Yi's palm cracks.

It looks like a burn, and also like frostbite.

Zhao Yi: "It hurts."

You must know that what Zhao Yi has on his body is dragon skin.

It has toughness beyond ordinary people; to exaggerate, it can be called "impervious to water and fire," but it still cannot block this.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan: "What if you were to soak your whole body in this substance?"

Zhao Yi: "Hard to imagine, I'd go crazy, I'd probably commit suicide."

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan: "The prison below should be filled with this stuff; it's its liquid water prison."

Zhao Yi: "That's truly a devil."

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan: "The purpose of this project is to find it."

Zhao Yi: "So that's it."

Counting the number of pillars here, if all the pillars here were made of this material, it would already be a huge amount, but this is likely just the tip of the iceberg.

Considering ancient transportation conditions and costs, except for those unified dynasties that could spare no effort to collect materials from all directions to build a large building, most local "wonders" could only be built with local materials.

Zhao Yi: "There must be a vein of this stuff down there."

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan: "Yes, we came specifically for this vein."

"Clatter!"

Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng pulls back another punch, and then Chen Jing uses a claw to completely "tear open" the pillar.

Like water, it pours out; the inside is hollow, like a large well.

The reason Zhao Yi had not discovered the problem earlier was that it used the simplest method of concealment, sealing it off with thick materials.

There were no mechanisms, no formations, just plain and simple.

Zhao Yi: "Go down?"

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan turned his head and looked at that blade.

Zhao Yi: "There's no rush for this; I think the main business is more important."

It was not that Zhao Yi was feigning modesty or putting on an act; he knew that Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan currently had a certain sense of urgency, and putting himself in Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan's shoes, he would be the same.

By achieving the goal a little earlier, the people blocking the way outside could bear less pressure and fewer people would die.