Xi Qiaoman stroked his hair, blinked his eyes, and said with a smile: "it's not that this darn secret place is random transmission. I've been looking around for a long time, but I haven't found the ghost. But it's OK. People can come to see my little brother alone. Do we want to find a hidden place to talk about life?"
Xiang Yu has no choice but to smile. He also knows that Xi Qiaoman is not such a person. Everything is just what she does. In fact, he has deep feelings for Wenshu.
"Wenshu Daoyou's strength is not low. Just relying on that huge hammer, you can win over the virtual situation for many months. Xi Daoyou doesn't need to worry about him."
Theorman smiles, stretches and stops talking.
After the two people unite, their strength is very high, so they no longer go to the hillside to escape, but sit and wait at the foot of the mountain.
According to Xi Qiaoman, she has searched almost all the peripheral areas in recent days, but there is no whereabouts of Wenshu, so they either went off the road, or Wenshu was sent to the central or inner area.
The former is good, while the latter has not been successfully entered in the past few hundred years, which can be said to be extremely dangerous.
Speaking of this, she hesitated to ask Xiang Yu whether he would like to go to Neiwai with her if Wenshu didn't appear from beginning to end.
Xiang Yu agreed without hesitation. It was not that he tried to show off his ability, but that he knew the truth very well.
In particular, he felt that the secret place of Buddhism was closely related to the inheritance of Buddhism. No one had been in it for hundreds of years, which did not mean that he would also die in it.
At this moment, on the one hand, it can satisfy curiosity and find some opportunities, on the other hand, it can help Xi Qiaoman. Why not?
For this reason, Xi Qiaoman is also full of gratitude to Xiang Yu. Looking at her, she is not like looking at those smelly men, but like looking at a relative.
After that time, monkey Kuang and Zhong xuansu arrived at the same time, and bald Yan didn't arrive until the morning of the fifth day. Moreover, he had many scars on his body. It seems that he barely survived after a fierce battle.
A total of six people are needed to crack the mechanism. Now there are only five of them, one of them is short of Wenshu. They wait until noon on the fifth day, but they still don't see him. Xi Qiaoman's face is getting more and more ugly.
Bareheaded Yan was a little impatient and said, "I don't know where this stupid brother has gone? But our mechanism can't wait that long. I think we'd better crack it first. "
Stubborn monkey Kuang thought for a while, and there was no other way, so he had to nod his head and agree. But Xi Qiaoman's face was gloomy, and he didn't want to give up studying in this way.
Xiang Yu also felt that there was not enough time for him to continue to wait like this, so he comforted him: "the fact that wendaoyou didn't come doesn't mean that he will have an accident. Maybe he will be trapped inside. You can rest assured that I will go in with you to save him."
Theorman sighed and nodded in agreement.
As the only one here who has cracked it once, monkey Kuang is the most experienced.
After sweeping the whole mountain, he took out a small handkerchief from the storage ring.
The handkerchief is not an ordinary utensil, nor is it a natural resource or a local treasure, but it has a golden flash, which can be roughly seen as a Buddha statue.
However, after the monkey Kuang closed his eyes, he injected a ray of moonlight into the handkerchief. Then he waved his hand and threw the handkerchief to the mountain.
Surprisingly, the small handkerchief grew gradually in the process of floating, and finally became a huge curtain, covering the whole hill.
At the same time, the gold on the curtain was shining, and dots appeared one by one, just outlining the appearance of the Buddha statue.
This Buddha also closed his eyes, one hand Buddha ceremony, the other hand hanging on the ground, hanging a string of beads.
The beads are very long and just hang down at the foot of the mountain.
The stubborn monkey Kuang took a look at the beads and said, "here it is. The part surrounded by the beads is the opening entrance of the mechanism. The rest depends on whether you can successfully open the entrance."
Hearing this, they all looked at Zhong xuansu one after another.
"No problem. The area of this string of Buddhist beads is only two Zhang. It won't be very troublesome to carve. Let me have everything."
After that, Zhong xuansu took out a slender sword, rose into the air, and cleaved down the mountain one by one. However, the place where she cleaved was just the part where the Buddhist beads were surrounded.
It's amazing that although there is a handkerchief between the sword and the mountain, the sword doesn't pierce the handkerchief. Instead, stones fall from the hillside.
Another quarter of an hour later, Zhong xuansu's power of chopping the sword gradually decreased. The long sword was like a brush in his hand, while the mountain was like a woman waiting to be wiped. All his actions were so careful and gentle.
It wasn't long before a vivid Buddha appeared in the bead. It looked like a real person. If Xiang Yu hadn't been staring at it, he would have mistaken it for a Buddha sitting there.
Xiang Yu knew that the most important part of opening the mechanism was to draw a vivid Buddha statue. A little difference would make the mechanism fail to open.He could have done it if he had split the stone like before, but he thought he could not have done it with such a careful sketch.
It's not only him, but also the other months. Only a woman like Zhong xuansu, who has a thorough understanding of the sword, can draw such a fine Buddha statue.
In addition to Zhong xuansu's desperate efforts to sketch the Buddha's statue, other people spend most of their time staring at him, occasionally observing his surroundings. When they encounter practitioners who enter here by mistake, they will warn them to leave.
About an hour later, Zhong xuansu finished his last sword, and his sweat fell to the foot of the mountain. The last stroke of the Buddha was finally completed, but there was no movement.
She wiped the sweat on her forehead and asked uneasily, "master Kuang, can't I portray it? Why didn't you react at all? "
Kuang, the stubborn monkey, glanced at the mountain and nodded his head with certainty. "Zhong Daoyou's painting and kendo skills are very strong. The Buddha you drew is much more exquisite than last time. You can open it last time. You have no reason to open it this time. You'd better wait and see."
Hearing this, Zhong xuansu is relieved. She knows that she has the lowest strength among the five, and her only use is to understand the sword. If she can't finish the first level, she really has no use at all.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, the whole mountain shook violently. Even the ground was shaking. Countless pieces of gravel fell from the mountain. They all stepped back, but their faces were full of joy.
"It's on. It's on at last!"
Sure enough, I saw that the statue of Buddha just carved, as if alive, slowly retreated, while the mountain behind was as vulnerable as cotton, and countless stones burst from behind.