C31 Suspended Coffin of Shihu Lake

The gamble was very simple, so he had no choice but to do it this way.

It was to use his hands to quickly cross the river. Now, his life depended on the speed at which his hand moved. This was equivalent to competing in speed with the stone arrow.

As soon as I realized this, I quickly used both of my hands to make the ointment. Ignoring everything else, I used all of my strength to draw the ointment, exerting all of my strength.

If I could gather Genuine Qi in my body right now, it would be able to help me out. That speed would be even faster than my Wind Fire Wheel, but this stone arrow definitely wouldn't give me the chance to get lucky.

This fire was like Nana's Three True Flames, indestructible in the face of water. I would be very anxious. They had been separated from Saner and the others, and now they were in an extremely urgent situation.

Gritting my teeth, I close my eyes and paddle forward. My arms are already cramping, but I dare not slack off.

Not long after, the red ship was blackened by the stone arrow. The flames burned brighter and brighter, causing me to tear up.

He shook his head violently a few times. He didn't have the time to wipe his tears away. His slightly blurry vision stared unwaveringly at what was in front of him.

The closer they got to the shore, the more hope they had for survival.

The raging flames had engulfed half of the red ship. The charred smell mixed with the blinding light made me feel uncomfortable all over.

Shi Jian didn't plan on letting me go. Hua hua! Hua! * They kept shooting towards me. Some fell into the river, some hit the boat.

"Damn, how long will it take?" I broke out, head down, half curled up in the boat. His hands didn't stop moving, slashing desperately.

Not good!

The ship began to sink...

Only then did I realize that half of my body was already submerged in the river. I don't know if there were any beasts or birds in the river, I would be done for if I was eaten.

He had to row! I used all my might to slash.

Finally … The boat slammed into something. I looked and stopped?

After a burst of joy, I hurriedly climbed onto the shore.

I ran for my life and stopped for a while.

In front of me was a large dune. No, sand castle.

The sand wall here was extremely hard, and the scenes of the golden age of the Han Dynasty were carved on it. It was incomparably exquisite.

Although it was a long time ago, one could still see the brilliance and vividness of the colors at that time.

There was a golden lake in the middle of the sandcastle, and to my surprise, there was a sarcophagus hanging from it.

It was a sarcophagus! It wasn't made of steel! It shocked me.

"Han Shazhen Classic: Northern Hungary": "Zhuang Emperor accepted the Northern Desert, to defeat the Huns, the war of the sand. The Sharum were safe and secure in the imperial court. "All the soldiers were taught to use their swords well, while the rest were used as the beams of the mountain."

I had long since heard that the Han Dynasty at that time was very powerful. Early in the year, the Han Dynasty had driven the Northern Huns out of their borders, all the way to the north of the desert. The Huns moved westward.

Ever since Liu Zhuang ascended to the throne, he had been strictly disciplined and fiercely killed. In the process of dealing with the Huns, he had seized the river bed and the river west, thus gaining control of the Western Regions and the Northern Desert.

During the chase, that place was covered in a layer of yellow sand, which was then used by the Han Dynasty.

Afterwards, following the example of the Western countries, the Han Dynasty established a unique sand castle and sand puppet at a specific place in the Han Dynasty.

During the war between the Southern Huns and the foreign territories, Han Dynasty and the Northern Huns once again waged several dune battles that lasted for more than a hundred years.

Soldiers and generals were more adept at using yellow sand to protect themselves and to fight. The influence of the sand industry on Han Dynasty was also much deeper.

Thus, it is not impossible to make a coffin out of yellow sand, which has been processed by a series of materials from the Five-Colored Soil.

The floating coffin was suddenly suspended above the surface of the golden lake. The golden color of the lake was probably due to the lake itself.

Even from afar, the sarcophagus appeared a faint gold color. Although it was a thousand years old, its sand was hard and soft. The surface of the lake reflected a faint golden light.

The light here was very dim. If one did not pay careful attention, one would not be able to see this floating coffin.

This lake looks very deep, I think the space here must have been damaged in the past, which was why a large amount of water was poured in during the rainy season, forming this large lake.

However, there was one thing for sure. This lake existed before, but it wasn't a large scale lake. It was an artificial lake.

I can't care less about the size and history of these blisters. I think this floating coffin should have a lot to do with the exit. After all, I can't find any other exit.

He had reached the end of the road. Nothing else.

So it was the most important thing to open up the mystery of the coffin and find its way through.

Can we go directly? As soon as I thought about it, I realized that sometimes my brain is a little bit weak.

In such an evil land, the depth of the water did not matter. He could swim, but he was afraid that there might be some kind of creature hidden underwater.

I had been through so many accidents that I had to be on guard.

Ship! I thought of that in my head.

The red ship had been destroyed. If there was a boat, then wouldn't I be able to touch the floating coffin?

No ship could be built, but tools were needed.

I quickly looked around and was surprised to find a large number of stone pillars. I was excited.

These pillars of exhaust gas were lying quietly in the middle of a large piece of sand, leaning against the wall.

If all the stone pillars were tied up, they could become a stone boat.

The moment I saw the water, I knew it was stagnant.

In such a strange space, perhaps no living being would be able to invade for hundreds or even thousands of years. Gradually, the density of the water increased until it became stagnant. They can float heavy objects.

The wood was divided into three, six, nine grades. Some were good, some were bad. It was the same with the stone pillar. Fortunately, the stone pillar was hollow. I think it was deliberately constructed by Liu Zhuang's people that year, to lift the floating coffin. It should be done this way, too.

The ancients had said, "The stone is solid, and there is no floating. It's hollow and bigger than a boat, so it can be carried on a ship at the same time. "

The back of my hand was already broken, but I didn't have to worry about that. My body was recovering fast from the damage.

Putting them together, I will find a way to tie these hollow pillars together.

Since Liu Zhuang had sent people to transport the sarcophagus to the center of the lake using the stone boat back then, there must have been a rope binding program. I carefully rummaged through the large area of sand a few times.

In the end, I found three thick and sturdy yellow ropes.

Holding the yellow rope in my hand, I felt a wave of excitement. After a short while, the three hollow stone pillars were tightly tied together, forming a stone boat.

I took a deep breath and didn't linger. He dragged the stone boat into the lake.

Bang

The calm surface of the lake burst open, splashing water everywhere.

The stone ship finally went into the water. I dropped to the floor. "Pfft, pfft, pfft.

My movements just now didn't tire me to death.

It was finally over. I got up and jumped over the stone boat. The boat rippled a few times, and I paddled with both hands toward the coffin.

Everything was going smoothly. Although the corner of my pants were also wet, this stone boat was still passable.

But when I was halfway down...

Suddenly, the water in the lake began to boil and bubble.

I was on high alert, my heart racing. He watched the movement unfold under the surface of the lake.

What was going on? What do you mean? Is this the tempo for something to happen to me?