Chapter 867 - 813: Peculiar
Aside from this bronze coffin, there was nothing else here; those rats probably were not important, the crucial thing was the bronze coffin before them.
If they could figure out this bronze coffin, perhaps they could uncover the source of the plague.
"But now all three of us are seriously injured, and we have no extra strength left in our bodies. Trying to reach the bronze coffin is extremely difficult, not to mention the potential dangers awaiting us after reaching it," Xiao Fang said solemnly.
"No matter what, we’re already here. If we don’t uncover the source of the plague, it all becomes meaningless," Bing’er said with a tinge of bitterness.
Almost uncovering the plague’s origin, yet the few dozen meters before them felt like an insurmountable chasm preventing the trio from advancing.
"This place inherently has a strong magnetic field, making it extremely dangerous. The closer we get to the bronze coffin, the harder it is to control our bodies. Coupled with this open ground hindering us, it’s indeed difficult. But all things in heaven and earth have patterns. If we can find the pattern, it won’t be hard to approach the bronze coffin," Liu Hun took a deep breath, his face carrying a hint of seriousness as he slowly moved towards the open ground in front of the cave.
In a previous life, when idle on the mountain, Liu Hun had also read some books about Qimen Dunjia, but unfortunately, he never studied them in detail back then, so he was at best a dabbler.
Long Bing’er and Xiao Fang, seeing Liu Hun’s serious expression, remained silent, fearing they might disturb him; at this moment, apart from pinning their hopes on Liu Hun, they had no other way.
Liu Hun looked at the open ground ahead, entirely constructed with small pieces of green slate, and nobody could predict if the next piece would suddenly sink.
"This open space comprises 1,080 green stone slabs. In Taoism, 1,080 is a special number, as they say, Tai Chi gives birth to Liangyi, Liangyi gives birth to four symbols, four symbols give birth to eight trigrams, and so on. Could it be this?" Liu Hun’s eyes suddenly brightened.
"What did you discover?" Bing’er asked Liu Hun with knitted brows.
"If my guess is correct, it should be like this," Liu Hun squinted slightly, picked up a few pieces of gravel from the ground, and threw them towards the open ground in front.