Forbidden Land Exploration: Teammates Brother Qilin and Sister Baoer

Chapter 51

This thunderbolt.

Directly shattered the thousand-year cultivation of the yellow-skinned man!

With a "squeak", the yellow-skinned man screamed, and the human form he had cultivated for a thousand years was shattered, revealing his true form.

It was indeed a one-meter-long weasel!

This yellow-skinned man was different from other weasels. Not only was it huge, but its yellow hair was long enough to hang on the ground, shiny and distinct, with a circle of silver-white hair around its mouth, glowing faintly in the dark.

After being shattered for a thousand years, the yellow-skinned man knew that he was no match for Ye Ran, so he stared at Ye Ran with resentment, and screamed again sharply. In an instant, hundreds of densely packed weasels rushed out of the boat, and followed the yellow-skinned man to get under the deck.

The illusion created by the yellow-skinned man in the boat had completely dissipated.

Where were the bright lights, the beautiful dancers, the luxurious cabins, and the tables full of hot meals?

It was just an old ship that was about to fall apart. The planks were full of rotten wood, and it would squeak if you stepped on it casually.

Not to mention the cabin, which was full of river water and traces of corpse beetles gnawing at it. It was dilapidated and eerie.

There were indeed a few plates and cups on the table.

However, these plates and cups were obviously burial objects, and there was mud on them.

I don’t know what was on the plate, a black, sticky mass, like a mass of snot.

It exuded a foul smell.

Sister Baoer was pale.

She was hit hard, and said with her big gray eyes:

“Oh my god.”

“These people have all turned into rats.”

“So I touched so many rats just now!”

Ye Ran was helpless, “Sister Baoer, I told you in advance before I got on the boat.”

It was Sister Baoer who didn’t listen.

I almost drank the wine given by the yellow-skinned man. Now it seems that the wine glass is actually filled with water from the moat.

When I think of the human-faced fish fossils soaking in the moat, the sacrifices of the human-faced fish fossils, and the dense swarms of corpse-eating bugs.

Isn't this the bath water of corpse-eating bugs?

Suddenly, Sister Baoer's face became even paler, and she hugged the pair of big pliers tightly in her arms.

Pliers are true love!

Hei Xiazi didn't pretend to be blind at this time. He glanced in the direction of Ye Ran and asked:

"Brother Ye Ran, did you know that this old thing was transformed by the yellow-skinned man?"

Ye Ran shook his head.

That's not the case.

But he has the Demon Eye Technique given by the system lottery.

Originally, I thought that the Demon Eye Technique could only bewitch and hypnotize humans, and it would not be of much use after entering the forbidden area.

Unexpectedly, he could see through some low-level illusions, such as the illusion created by the yellow-skinned man. He saw something wrong at the beginning, but in order to cross the river, he had to get on the boat.

"Okay, let's go under the boat plank first and deal with the weasels in the cargo hold below."

Ye Ran said, "It's impossible for the yellow-skinned man not to hate us because his Taoism has been broken."

"Now that he escapes to the cargo hold, it's hard to tell what he will do."

To this, Sister Baoer and Black Glasses nodded, no objection.

The three of them opened the boat plank and walked down one after another.

"Huh."

As soon as he walked into the cargo hold, Black Blind couldn't help but exclaimed, "This cargo hold is quite big!"

It was even more spacious than the cabin above, and there was a staircase made of wood that was not completely rotten.

But there was no light, and it looked dark.

Black Blind took out a strong flashlight from his backpack and shone it over.

"Squeak".

A long weasel ran over to the place in the cargo hold where Hei Xiazi was shining his flashlight.

Under the cabin, there was actually a huge weasel nest!

There were big ones, small ones, and even newborn ones. The big yellow-skinned weasel that had lost its thousand-year cultivation by the thunderbolt was surrounded by these weasels. At this moment, it stood up and looked at the three people, with deep resentment in its small black eyes.

The weasel had lost its cultivation and could no longer speak like a human. It just opened its sharp mouth and squeaked twice.

The weasels surrounding it were particularly obedient. They immediately squeezed into a dense group and began to gnaw hard at the boat planks.

"Damn it. These yellow-skinned weasels want to gnaw through the boat planks and let the boat sink in the middle of the river!"

Hei Xiazi immediately cursed and took out his double guns.

Ye Ran and Sister Baoer were much faster than him.

Especially Sister Baoer, her shovel was like a fish in water in the cargo hold, and she knocked down a large piece of yellow leather with one shovel.

In a blink of an eye, all the yellow leather were knocked to the ground.

There were several deep holes in the boat plank, but fortunately there was no leakage.

And the big yellow leather sawAll his descendants were flattened by Sister Baoer.

It squeaked twice in anger, but it also knew that it was no match for the opponent. There was a strong hatred in its black eyes.

Then it stretched out its long body, flexibly flashed, and flew to a corner of the warehouse and disappeared.

Ye Ran and the other three walked to this corner.

Sister Baoer exclaimed!

"This yellow-skinned guy, shameless, actually got into someone's coffin!"

Isn't it?

In the dilapidated cargo hold of the ancient ship, there was actually a huge bronze coffin!

The coffin was engraved with dense patterns. A closer look showed that they were all branches and leaves, not meaningful patterns.

But how could the coffin appear in the ancient ship?

Especially around the coffin, there were obvious, uneven marks.

"This is a coffin poured with molten iron."

Ye Ran's fingers brushed across the coffin, and he frowned: "Besides, this coffin has been opened by someone."

Hei Xia Zi also stood by to watch, and he asked: "Are you sure it was a person?"

What if it was opened by the yellow-skinned man who transformed into a human form?

After all, they just saw clearly that the yellow-skinned man jumped into it.

"It can only be a person."

Ye Ran said: "This bronze coffin poured with molten iron is airtight, and it cannot be opened by brute force from the inside or the outside. In ancient times, this thing needed nine horses to pull it open from different directions. In modern times, it would require the help of some professional props."

"Or..."

Ye Ran paused and said: "Or, the person who opened the coffin would use the Fa Qiu Finger, use his strength skillfully, touch a very tiny gap in the pouring, and pry it open."

Hei Xia Zi shook his head and said nothing.

This forbidden area has not been opened for thousands of years, where did the Fa Qiu Finger come from?

Ye Ran also thought it was unscientific.

The question now is, what exactly was the thing that the Queen Mother of the West also sealed with molten iron?

Also, since the coffin was opened, where did the things in the coffin go?

The coffin must be opened.

But since he inherited the sixteen-character Feng Shui secret technique, he should also go through the ceremony.

Ye Ran took out a candle from his backpack, placed it in the southeast corner, and was about to light it.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed that the wall of the cargo hold moved.

To be precise.

It was that several knife-carved marks slowly appeared out of thin air on the wall.

Ye Ran looked back and found that Sister Baoer and Hei Xiazi were standing around the coffin.

There was no one around the wall, but the marks were still moving.

Sister Baoer obviously did not notice the sudden increase in marks on the wall, and was using a shovel to beat the weasels around.

Hei Xiazi didn't know if he noticed it or not. When he saw Ye Ran looking over, he smiled at him.

The trace was still moving slowly on the ship's wall.

And it was extremely strange, with a sense of contradiction and disharmony.

From the trace, it can be seen that the blade was very sharp, with a feeling of silver hook strokes, but it seemed to be full of age, a little mottled, and not very clear.

It was like someone left it a long time ago.

"No."

Ye Ran said in his heart:

"If it was left many years ago, how could it appear on the ship's wall now?"

Could it be left by the owner in the coffin?

This guy was bored and wrote poems in the warehouse?

These traces increased one by one.

Until the last one was drawn, it stopped moving.

Ye Ran frowned suddenly and walked over quickly.

Because what was engraved on the ship's wall was the Thousand Machine Umbrella in his hand!

In addition to this sharp, somewhat familiar blade.

At that moment, Ye Ran was completely sure.