Rebirth ability: Mr. President, please accept the move

Qin Ziqian was unwilling to lend a helping hand, and could only rely on himself.

Shen Ling really regretted that he didn't bring a mobile phone or something with him, so that he could leave some evidence and let everyone see how precious life is compared to gold.

Qin Ziqian's whole body was gray, his flesh was withered to the bone, and his belly was sunken. It had already told the truth of eternal life through its experiences.

"I don't want to be like me, so I'll find my own way. The place I'm going to is El Dorado. At the end of this cave is the temple of the Prophet. After passing through the ritual secret room, you will reach the end. Of course, you have to take that aisle, and the time may be longer." Longer. You should think more about how to persuade other people to leave."

Qin Ziqian held the Wujin painting tube tightly, and continued to walk deep into the cave.

"But the original road has been destroyed, and I can't go back the same way." Shen Ling shouted.

After walking a dozen steps, Qin Ziqian rushed to a side road beside the cave and said, "It will take some time to get back to the original road here. The road may not be safe, and you may encounter dead objects."

Shen Ling leaned over, and suddenly found that very thin blood vessels had grown on its body, and the dry and cracked corpse seemed to have some moisture, as if it had become wet.

Is it growing?

"The closer I get to the finish line, the more my flesh and blood will slowly recover. It's impossible for me to save you countless times, it depends on your own luck." After Qin Ziqian finished speaking, he continued to walk toward the depths of the dark and damp cave. You can go to the temple as far away as possible, but don’t go through the ritual secret room, everything will turn around.”

Shen Ling glanced at the fork on the right, and when he turned his head, Qin Ziqian had already walked a long way, and he could vaguely see his robust outline, which should have been born with flesh and blood.

Shen Ling stepped onto the fork, and with a sound of a thud, he looked down at a solid wooden board under his feet, and the big hole under the board was full of bones.

Neat rows of skeletons sat in the pit, and the armor had long since decayed.Incomprehensible symbols are painted on the walls of the cave.

Well, these are not the point, the point is how to meet Zhao Bohan now, and then tell him the secret of eternal life.

After walking in the dark for a while, there was no danger. Although there were many bones here, there were no dead objects like Qin Ziqian. There were corpse pits underground every ten meters.The skeletons sat next to each other in the pit, very neatly, Shen Ling reckoned that the number inside should be the same.

After passing a corner, the eyes suddenly went dark, and there was no way.

He also said that this is the way out, and he can go back to the original road, which is not playing me.

Suddenly, on a wall full of cobwebs and dust, Shen Ling felt the wall moving, like breathing, rising and falling.

She swallowed, and when the fear attached to her head, the pain in her body returned.

That "wall of breathing" was still floating silently. I don't know what it was. Shen Ling pushed aside the spider web, touched it lightly with his fingers, and a lot of dust fell down. It turned out that it was a piece of dusty cloth. The wall next to it was just the same color, and when the dust fell, it showed its original appearance.

The space behind the cloth is hollow, and the wind passes through it, so it "breathes" with the wind.

Shen Ling heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately it wasn't something weird, she stretched out her hand, and she felt a bone in her hand, holding a long dry rope.

She tried to swing it twice, and the long rope hung down naturally, as if it was connected to something above it.She jerked it, and with a bang, a stone door suddenly opened on the dead-end wall in front of her.

However, the rope couldn't bear the pull, and broke directly, and the stone door opened a narrow gap.Just enough for Shen Ling to get his head out.

Shen Ling took a long breath. Fortunately, she was slender and didn't have a D-cup bun.