My Skills Have Special Effects

The pale face flashed away.

Lin Yan's heartbeat was almost stopped, and he took three big steps back.

The burning sleeve fell on the ground outside the crack, which was actually paved with stone bricks. The dim light vaguely illuminated a small artificial stone room that looked like a quiet room.

The pale face just now was now hidden in the shadow of the fire and could not be seen.

Instead, a tall, thin black figure, who did not know whether it was a human or a ghost, stood beside the rolled and burning hemp sleeves, shadowy.

Lin Yan paused for a moment, staring at the black shadow. Until the sleeves were burned out, the black shadow remained motionless, like a dead thing.

It’s all here…

He tore off the other sleeve again, lit it, threw it into the rocks, and then slowly stepped forward step by step.

Until Lin Yan stepped into the stone, the black shadow remained motionless. Lin Yan slowly raised the candle and stretched it out to sweep it in front of the black shadow.

The halo was dim, and a pale face of compassion and despair suddenly emerged from the darkness.

His two eye sockets were hollowed out, and they were dark holes. Under the firelight, they reflected a terrifying light, as if he were staring at a person. It was the face that Lin Yan saw just now.

Lin Yan's breathing suddenly became rapid. He suppressed his instinctive fear and looked carefully at the candlelight before slowly relaxing.

The human face and shadow were not a living person at all, but a tall, thin wooden sculpture of a bald old monk.

The material is gray-white dead wood, and its face is lifelike. Except for the hollowed-out eyeballs, the rest of the facial features, wrinkles and cheek lines are lifelike, with no trace of a knife or axe.

Lin Yan approached the wood carving and observed it carefully.

Its body is as shriveled as a dead tree, but its height is two meters taller, not resembling a human's proportions.

It was clearly a wood carving, but it was dressed in tattered, decaying gray monk clothes just like a human being.

The body was mutilated, with a large curved piece missing from the waist and abdomen, and the edges were jagged, as if it had been gnawed by teeth.

Three or four circles of rusty bronze chains were also tied around the body, which was held in front of its chest with two withered hands. It leaned forward as if it was dragging something forward, carrying a heavy load in the darkness.

So Lin Yan held up the firelight and swept it behind the old monk's sculpture, his expression suddenly stern.

A huge blood-colored sarcophagus, one foot long, was turned on its side behind the old monk. The thick lid of the coffin was tilted and opened more than half, revealing the dark interior of the coffin.

Under the sarcophagus, there are also circles of bronze chains.

It was obvious that the sarcophagus was originally carried on the old monk's back and tightly bound with bronze chains. Now, due to vibration or some other reason, it fell loose and fell to the ground. Even the lid of the coffin was opened.

Doesn't the coffin hold the dead person? Everyone is dead, why are they tied up in chains?

A chill climbed up Lin Yan's back.

He carefully squatted down and brought the candle closer to the coffin. The coffin was made of blood-colored ore, with mysterious golden complex patterns drawn on the four corners and both ends. A faint scent of sandalwood emanated from the coffin. .

"empty?"

Inside the sarcophagus, some fragments can be seen, but there are obviously no corpses.

The sarcophagus with such exquisite craftsmanship and tight binding is actually empty?

Lin Yan stood up straight and glanced around like lightning.

Is the sarcophagus originally empty, or...

He moved carefully, using the dim light of the candle to carefully search and observe the stone chamber.

This is obviously a man-made stone chamber, like a quiet room for chanting sutras and worshiping.

To the right, it seems that there was originally a passage, but now it is completely buried by boulders.

There are square stone bricks on the ground, engraved with exquisite and simple lotus patterns.

The space on the left and right is not big, almost unobstructed, and there is no place to hide anything.

Lin Yan just breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly realized that there was another direction...

He looked up suddenly, his eyes suddenly condensed, and he almost retreated to the entrance.

I saw that on the top of the quiet room, there was actually carved an eight-armed Vajra statue that seemed compassionate but not compassionate, and looked angry but not angry!

This Vajra statue is about two meters high. It is the color of black jade, with an open chest and a naked body. It is indistinguishable between male and female.

The muscle texture is fully visible on the exposed chest, and the eight arms are lifelike and lifelike. The eight arms are stretched out like a spider, hanging on the dome, condescending, as if looking down.

Its shape is also very weird. Not only does it have eight arms, but it also has four eyes on its head.

In addition to the original eyes, there are also two eyes on the left and right sides of the forehead. The sculptor also deliberately carved out round and convex eyeballs for these two extra eyes to highlight their features.

It's both strange and forbidding.

Lin Yan stared at it for a long time, confirming that it had no characteristics of any living thing, and then lowered his head.

I have never heard of similar Buddhist temple beliefs in Ding'an City. It is obvious that this ancient ruins were built I don't know how long ago, and the religious style is very different from today's.

Keep checking and walk around.

"This is……"

Lin Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he found a pool of snow-white bone fragments in the corner on the left side of the quiet room.

His face was solemn, and he stretched out his feet to kick. There was a lot of gray fur mixed with it, which was obviously the corpse of yesterday's gray wolf.

The bones are snow-white and cleanly chewed. In addition to a few large gnaw marks, there are also many dense, jagged, tiny teeth marks.

Two different tooth marks.

It's like...

"Feeding? The older ones catch prey and the younger ones nurse?"

Lin Yan's heart sank. That thing couldn't be breeding, right?

The fire light swept across, and soon he found a hole in the corner similar to what he had seen on the mountain wall before, leading to an unknown depth inside.

The same hole, the same narrow size, and the same sharp scratches around it.

Could it be that what is locked in the coffin is this mysterious creature?

I reached out and knocked, this time it was solid inside and it was obviously impossible to get through.

Lin Yan looked at the entrance of the cave, thought for a while, then turned back and walked to the overturned coffin.

Then he reached out and grabbed the bronze chain, pushed it through his arm, and pulled it hard. The huge force was transmitted along the chain, and the sarcophagus immediately turned upright and fell to the ground, making a dull sound.

Then he reached out and grabbed the coffin lid, lifted it violently, and dragged the heavy coffin lid out with one hand.

The entire coffin was opened, and an even more refreshing scent of sandalwood came out.

Lin Yan dragged the heavy coffin lid with one hand and pulled it all the way out, leaving a clear scratch on the ground. When he came to the narrow entrance, he stretched out his foot and kicked the coffin lid horizontally, blocking it from the entrance.

In this way, even if the monster comes out, there will be no movement at all.

After blocking the entrance to the cave, Lin Yan turned around again and found nothing, so he returned to the open sarcophagus.

The candle came close to the coffin and Lin Yan searched briefly. The sarcophagus was covered with a layer of half-dried spices, and the fragrance was fragrant.

There were also a few rotten Buddhist beads and two rusty and brittle incense burners.

Instead, he found a few heavy, dark, finger-sized metal blocks. Lin Yan had read many tomb-robbery novels in his previous life, and knew that they were formed by the oxidation of gold, so he kept them in his arms.

He reached out and fingered the spices.

"Huh? This thing..."

He took it out and saw that it was a piece of gray-yellow, belly-sized, rough animal skin, and it was actually still intact.

It was tattooed with tiny fonts in a font he didn't recognize at all.

He tugged on the animal skin and found that it was quite tough and had not decayed after so many years. It must be a precious thing.

Gold and animal skins can't be said to be fruitless, but they are of no use to Xiaozhi's condition.

Lin Yan was unwilling to give in and looked around again, but found nothing.

I have no choice but to prepare to leave.

Before leaving, he accidentally glanced at the King Kong statue on the dome. It was still looking down, as if staring at Lin Yan.

"Huh? No!"

Lin Yan's pupils suddenly shrank.

Just now he was standing in another position, and the King Kong statue was overlooking him.

Now that he has changed his position, why is that statue still overlooking him?

A deep chill suddenly rushed to his scalp.

He immediately retreated to the entrance of the fissure, holding one hand on the rock wall, raised his head, and stared at the eight-armed Vajra.

In the silent underground world, only the sound of his restless heartbeat remained, and Lin Yan couldn't take his eyes away.

About half an hour later, he clenched his palms tightly and forcibly dug out a piece of stone wall from the rock wall.

That eight-armed Vajra really moved!

This time, not only the head, but also the eight arms shrank inward, causing the entire body of the sculpture to sink a little. Although the amplitude was small, it did move!

What the hell!

Lin Yan leaned against the crack, feeling confident in his heart. The cold light in his eyes suddenly rose, and he shouted: "Pretend to be a ghost!"

He flicked his arm violently, and the large stone he had just dug out in his hand was like a cannonball, flying from bottom to top toward the statue's head.

But as he expected, the scene where the statue tilted its head to avoid appearing did not appear.

The stone hit the statue's head with such force that it tilted its head, causing a layer of fine cracks to slowly expand.

The next moment, the statue began to sway from side to side. The eight arms clinging to the top seemed to have independent joints. They loosened and dropped one by one. Then the entire statue body seemed to have lost the support of the ceiling and fell suddenly.

boom!

The heavy diamond sculpture fell straight down and hit the blood-red sarcophagus below. The sarcophagus was so strong that the stone sculpture was shattered into pieces. Except for a few scattered arms, most of the rest fell right into the sarcophagus. , just right.

Lin Yan's breath tightened. Could it be that the sarcophagus originally contained the King Kong statue? !

Looking up at the top, there are eight medium-sized pits scattered around the top, which actually correspond to the palm positions of the eight arms of the Eight-Armed Vajra!

A terrifying conjecture emerged. Could it be that this eight-armed Vajra jumped out of the sarcophagus by itself and embedded itself in the top with its eight arms?

It's not dead, is it alive?

But that's not right. If it wasn't dead, why didn't it dodge and just fall down and break into pieces?

Is it possible that this statue is a dead object, and the head moved just now because it could no longer hang on the top and sank and slid down a little, causing the head position to shift.

Lin Yan hesitated for a moment and stepped forward step by step.

In the sarcophagus, the Eight-Armed King Kong's entire body had been completely torn apart, and his head fell off the body and rolled in the corner of the sarcophagus.

The cracks in the body also showed a black jade-like material, and there were golden veins in the cross section, like the texture of the stone itself.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a living thing.

Did the Eight-Armed King Kong jump out of the sarcophagus and climb to the top?

Or was it originally a dead object, embedded in the top, and fell down a little bit due to vibration?

Lin Yan couldn't judge.

When he walked past the edge of the sarcophagus and the head part of the statue.

suddenly.

In his mind, the Bodhi Gold Medal trembled slightly, reminding him that there was a foreign spiritual substance nearby!

Ah... I'm really pressed for time today. I saved it all in my spare time. I just finished it just now... There may be bugs... I'll revise and polish it tomorrow.

Thanks to the silly fantasy boss for the 100 coins! Many thanks!