Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

The old lady Xiangu added a big fox, and Feng San, who was not strong but not weak either.

Together, if Zhao Ke and Old Man Zhou don't cooperate, they will be killed in the next second.

Only when Zhao Ke is alive, old man Zhou will have the confidence to win the treasure, and at the same time have the ability to complete the main task.

But if Zhao Ke dies, old man Zhou will be left alone, one against three, old man Zhou has no chance of winning at all.

On the contrary, if Zhao Ke didn't save old man Zhou, then after opening the door, old man Zhou was killed, and he had to face the three of Xiangu and old lady alone, and he could not escape death.

This is where the two of them are interesting. They clearly hate each other to death, but at this moment, they feel more at ease than any of their companions.

Otherwise, in normal times, if Zhao Ke gave old man Zhou food, old man Zhou would not dare to eat it.

After Zhao Ke rested for a while, with the recovery potion, blood spirit beads, and vigorous vitality of his own body, the wound on his abdomen has basically healed.

For this, Zhao Ke really wants to thank this guy, White Fox Fur. The nourishing effect of Wannian Stone Milk Yinjing is more precious than any stamp, because it belongs to him completely. Don't try to take away your own abilities.

"Time is up!"

At this time, the old lady Xiangu opened her mouth to urge her, and saw that the last crystal door was covered with water at some point, as if a sluice was opened, allowing water to flow down the crystal door.

With the continuous washing of the water like a stream, a keyhole can be gradually seen on the crystal door in front of him.

"Wonderful, amazing workmanship, this door is hollow, and there are two transparent crystal plugs inside. Only at certain times of the month, when the groundwater will rise in tide, water will pour into the door, and the keyhole will be exposed when the water plug is pulled up. , Wonderful, really wonderful!"

Although science and technology were far from being developed in ancient times, the wisdom of the ancients is really shocking.

Old man Zhou looked back at Zhao Ke, then took out the key, put it together with Mrs. Xiangu's key, and slowly inserted it into the crystal door.

"Kakkaka..."

With a slight twist, the sound of twisting mechanisms can be heard, and the crystal door in front of you slowly cracks a hole in the middle, and gradually opens.

Everyone's eyes flashed, and they looked in through the gap, only to see a bloody red coffin hanging in front of everyone.

Chapter 103 Tree Vine

The red coffin was suspended in mid-air, and nine iron cables were woven into a large net, firmly holding the coffin in the air.

The four sides of the coffin are engraved with the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, as well as the text written by the Jurchen script.

"Qing Dynasty? No, Ming Dynasty? Neither?"

Zhang Haiyang raised his head and looked at the hanging coffin carefully, his eyes froze for a while. With his knowledge, he couldn't tell which dynasty the coffin in front of him belonged to.

But in terms of feng shui, if big red matches white things, it's probably not a good thing. Besides, the feng shui and geography of this place are amazing.

Zhang Haiyang stepped in, looked in front of him, and expressed his amazement. In fact, it was not dark inside. On the contrary, there was some light, but the light did not come from above, but from the ground itself.

I saw beads inlaid on the ground, the big ones were the size of goose eggs, and the small ones were the size of eggs, reflecting soft light in the cave, illuminating the whole cave.

Not only that, the two underground rivers flow from the tanks on both sides, and the overflowing spring water is like a mirror under the soft light. The waves in the water are reflected on the stone wall, making the cave in front of you dreamlike and beautiful.

The strange scene in front of him is not just because it is so simple and beautiful. It implies a feng shui pattern, which makes Zhang Haiyang see it in a cloud of fog. He can understand the pattern inside, but only a small part. Same, totally invisible.

This is the truly terrifying place. You must know that Zhang Haiyang is considered a Fengshui master today. When he can't understand it at all, it means that the Fengshui pattern in front of him has surpassed everything he knows.

But soon, Zhang Haiyang focused his attention on another place.

In the center of the cave, there is a withered tree stump, the size of a millstone. The root of the stump is as thick as a python, running through the depths of the rocks, and it leads to nowhere.

On the stump, the tree vines were twisted into a spherical shape, and one could see that there was a green orb inside, which was shining.

"Creation Bead!"

Everyone's eyes were focused on the bead, and they couldn't help but take a deep breath, and even their heartbeats began to speed up.

Except for Zhao Ke, everyone's faces couldn't help showing fanaticism.

In fact, this is not surprising. Although Zhao Ke is very interested in treasures, he doesn't know much about the so-called fortune beads.

But these are secondary reasons, and there is another reason why Ke Zhao has no interest in this bead.

That is, in the vision of the golden pupil, the light of that bead is not pure, and there are many strange lights mixed in it. I can't say what color it is, but it makes Zhao Ke feel very uncomfortable.

Zhao Ke glanced around from the corner of his eye, including the big red coffin above his head, and casually followed behind.

"what?"

At this time, Zhao Ke's eyelids twitched suddenly, and his eyes were fixed on an inconspicuous iron box on the edge of the altar.

There are neither patterns nor gaps on the iron box, and it looks no different from an ordinary brick. If it weren't for the layer of rust covering it, Zhao Ke would not have noticed it.

When Zhao Ke slowly approached the iron box, he suddenly felt something moving in his pocket.

Stretching out his hand to touch it, he saw a light blue bead appeared in the palm of Zhao Ke. It was the soul of the white fox fur. It was sealed in this sphere, and no matter how hard he struggled, it was futile.

However, this guy couldn't be included in the stamp album. According to the hints of the stamp, it seems that it was because he didn't have enough authority to transform a soul body like Bai Hu'er.

Seeing this guy's excited expression, Zhao Ke put the iron box in his hand, looked at it carefully, and said in a low voice, "Could this be the Soul Relief Box?"

In the side mission, you have to find the white fox skin's soul box by yourself and try to destroy it.

But later, because he felt that the risk was too great, he refused to continue to open the door, which caused the white fox to turn against him, and the side mission was immediately judged to have failed.

It's just that I didn't expect that after the side mission failed, I actually found this soul-relief box now.

"yours?"

Zhao Ke looked around, and found that there were not many such boxes. After walking a few steps, he picked up another one, held it in his hand, and asked the white fox fur.

Although the white fox fur was trapped in the blue sphere, this guy had already become a spirit. When he heard Zhao Ke's question, he immediately shook his head and wagged his tail, begging Zhao Ke to continue looking for its soul-relief box.

Zhao Ke had nothing to do anyway, so he simply looked for it from behind.

On the other hand, the other four people and one fox focused on looking at the fortune bead in front of them, only to see the green light inside flickering on and off. The flickering will make the altar, that is, the tree stump, tremble slightly.

"Could it be... that this bead seems to be the heart of this place, continuously providing energy to the corpses of those shamans and helping them become immortals?"

As Zhang Haiyang said, he couldn't help breathing quickly. Even though he is just an ordinary professor, human greed has no limit. Originally, he just wanted to use this bead to restore his crippled body.

But now, after seeing the magic of this bead, Zhang Haiyang's thoughts became complicated, and what he thought in his heart seemed to be far more than just restoring his incompleteness.

The same look also appeared on Xiangu's old lady. As a disciple, she knew very well how difficult it is to become a fairy.

Even the old immortals who have been named as immortals, in the final analysis, are just some fairies who have attained the Tao. It's just that such fairies have established some kind of contract with humans, so they are called old immortals.

But the bead in front of him seems to have the ability to make people become immortals.