Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 786 First Media

   Baomu followed behind the Taoist priest, still holding his nose and frowning, and his footsteps were a little staggered.

   "Baomu, otherwise you don't want to go down yet," said the Taoist priest.

  Baomu removed the hand that was blocking his nose, took a deep breath, quickly put his hand back, and shook his head heavily, "It's okay, Daoist, let's go."

   After saying that, Baomu stretched his legs and reached for the stairs.

   Jasmine was inconvenient to go down, so they left Qin Yin and Uncle Hong Hong Zhi to accompany her, and the others entered the underground square along the steep dirt stairs.

The   light gradually disappeared from the top of their heads, and at the same time, a dull and pungent smell poured into their nostrils.

   Baomu's expression became more and more painful, and the fool quickly took out a mask from his pocket and put it on Baomu's face.

   For other people, it is not so hard to breathe.

   "The poisonous gas seems to have dissipated," said Li Muyuan at the head, "It's safe below."

With a    bang, Xiaolan jumped off the stone ladder and landed steadily on the solid ground, raising a little dust.

   "Cough cough..." Wen Ling climbed down the stone stairs with difficulty, coughing while waving the dust in front of him.

  The underground square was dark, and several flashlights penetrated the darkness and pierced into the distance.

  Lao Luo gracefully walked down the stone stairs, and looked around the dark space with the others.

   "Did you find anything?" Jasmine asked loudly with her head sticking out of the cave.

   "It doesn't seem like there is anything?" Luo Jiutian's flashlight swept around, "Jasmine, wait for us before we come down, we haven't started our investigation yet."

   "There was nothing at all," Li Muyuan smiled awkwardly, "because the things here have been burnt, and only the ashes on the ground are left."

   Good guy.

  Everyone immediately guarded their feet, and Lao Luo muttered an unknown scripture of transcendence.

   "These ashes... are all..."

   "Oh, don't get me wrong, these are not," Li Muyuan stretched his finger to the depths of the darkness, "The burning is inside."

  Everyone walked in the direction Li Muyuan pointed.

   "Is there really a clue here?" Xiaolan looked at Wenling and asked.

   asked Ling shrugged, "Maybe."

  Are you also guessing?

   "How big is this place," the fool asked as he walked, "I can't even see the edge."

   "I'm really worried about the top of our heads," Luo Jiutian raised his head to look at the mottled cave wall above his head, and said, "There is such a large underground cave below. Is the soil above it reliable?"

   "As long as there are no heavy objects such as freight trucks overwhelmed, it will be fine." The Taoist priest also joked.

   "What do you think, Dad?" Luo Jiutian asked Lao Luo in a low voice.

   "I said you should say a few words less, and occasionally you can shut up properly."

"……Ok."

   Wenling and Xiaolan were shoulder to shoulder, cautiously following behind the crowd.

   "I think... oops!..."

   Xiaolan was about to speak when her right foot suddenly stepped on some kind of hard object, Xiaolan's ankle smashed, and she fell directly to the ground.

   "Xiao Lan!" Wen Ling quickly squatted down to help her.

   "Are you okay?"

   "What happened to Xiaolan?..."

  “…”

"It's nothing, I just stepped on it..." Xiaolan reached out to touch her feet and picked up the hard object, "I stepped on something, eh? This is not... Wen Ling, this is your Xun, yours Xun fell."

   Xiaolan holds the Shixun that Wenling stole from the two robbers in Luliang.

  The crowd gathered around.

   "This thing can still be dropped," the fool warned, "you have to be careful when you ask the spirit."

  Wen Ling stared at the stone Xun, and after a while, she began to **** in her arms. After a while, she took out an identical stone Xun from her pocket.

  Everyone looked at the two stone xuns with big eyes and small eyes.

   "What is this?" Li Muyuan asked.

  "This..." Xiaolan touched Shixun, "We actually don't know, maybe you have seen it before?"

  Li Muyuan shook his head hesitantly, "It looks like a musical instrument."

  Lao Luo squatted down in front of the two of them, stared at the two xuns carefully with his probe, and said, "It's a bit like something from the fifth watch."

   Luo Jiutian said in a similar manner, "Is there something that could be the fifth watch?"

   "Five watch days?"

   Li Muyuan and Xia Hua approached with interest.

  Xia Hua took the xun in Xiaolan's hand and observed it carefully.

   "Nine days, don't say it, this really means the first mediation of the imperial objects in the fifth watch."

   "The first media is..."

"The disciples of the Five Watchmen are not born with the ability to control and control objects. They also have to practice it from a young age. In the initial period of practicing the objects, the people of the Five Watchmen need to rely on some media to achieve the ability to control the objects at the primary level. These can help them. The medium through which the ability to master objects is acquired is called the primary medium, which means the initial medium." Xia Hua explained.

   The original medium?

   "That is to say, this is a tool for the people of Wugengtian who are especially low in ability to perform simple exercises?" Xiaolan asked.

Xia Hua pondered and nodded, "It can be said that, usually, after reaching Moutian, they no longer need a medium, and Moutian is still easy to achieve, so generally only children need a first medium. "

   "Children?" Several people exclaimed in surprise.

   The tool that the scarred-eyed man used to summon the mouse was actually just a gadget used by children at the fifth watch for practice?

   And the scarred-eyed man not only regarded it as a treasure, but even killed him because he suspected that his companion had stolen this Xun.

   Suddenly feel a little sympathetic to him?

   "Since Wenling's Xun is here, then this one is left here by others," said the fool, "could it be those who died?"

   "It should be theirs," Li Muyuan said. "Only a few of us and those dead people have visited this underground square recently, and this thing is definitely not ours."

   "What the **** is going on here?" Baomu's voice came from his tightly covered nose, it sounded sharp and strange, "That group of people is not only related to Sixia, but also related to Wugengtian?"

   "We should have brought down a man from the fifth watch." Luo Jiutian said.

   "I'm going to call the people above to notify the fifth watch." The fool said and ran to the exit.

   "But why does Miss Wenling have this?" Li Muyuan's gaze shifted to Wenling.

   Several others looked at each other.

   It doesn't matter if you tell them about the question of the spirit, but the problem is that this story can't be told in a short time.

   "This is not something that asks spirits, but asks spirits from a person," said the Taoist priest, "that person is also a Sanyan."

   As soon as he heard the word "Sanyan", Li Muyuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

   "Is it the same clan of Miss Wenling?"

"No," Xiaolan stretched the arm of Wenling who was shaking his head, and said, "It's a Sanyan who lost his heavenly eyes. That man wanted to get Wenling's eyes. He wanted to kill Wenling, but he failed. It was at that time that Wenling got this Shixun from him."

   (end of this chapter)