Don't pretend, anchor, I've seen you touch the golden talisman!

Chapter 102 Could it be that they really became immortals?
Of course, this issue is beyond the scope of Lin Yi's research.

The reality before us is that in the later stage of the Jingjue Kingdom, the treasury is tight and the income cannot make ends meet, so he has to take out the "coffin book" to continue to collect money and maintain the foundation of his rule.

According to legends and some historical records:
"If you climb to the mountain of cool wind, your soul will be immortal; if you climb to the hanging garden, you will be able to channel spirits and control the wind and rain; and if you climb to the heaven, you will become an eternal immortal!"

The monarchs of these countries in the Western Regions sent their relatives to the "Mountain of Cool Breeze" and watched them experience the "treatment" of the queen before she died.

Watching them disappear, watching them become immortals, hoping that they will ascend the "Xuanyuan" and finally rank among the immortals.

It's a pity that these are all vain delusions.

"That is to say, this is not the mausoleum of the so-called Queen Jingjue at all. Where else is the real mausoleum?"

"Will they, like other small countries in the Western Region, place their monarch's tomb underground in the city? Only by finding the ancient city of Jingjue can we find the tomb of Queen Jingjue?"

Lin Yi shook his head.

"This is an excellent feng shui treasure point, and it is also the center of the entire feng shui array, and there is such a cistanche cistanche sitting there. They have no reason to give up here and look elsewhere.

We have almost explored here, let's continue to go up to the next level to have a look. "

After Lin Yi finished speaking, he came to Wang Qiang's side.

He is still immersed in the "illusion" and can't extricate himself. He is enjoying it very much and smacking his lips from time to time.

It seems that there are not only beautiful women in the fantasy world, but also good food and wine.

"Lao Wang, Lao Wang, sweet dreams must eventually wake up. Otherwise, you will die in the illusion like the person in the coffin."

Lin Yi muttered softly, squatted down, motioned for everyone to disperse, and took out a long and thin silver needle from his backpack, more than two inches long.

This thing itself is used for post-mortem poisoning, and now he is twisting it in his hand and rotating it quickly, making the tip of this silver needle warm up slowly.

Then he found the Baihui point on Wang Qiang's head and inserted it bit by bit.

Wang Qiang didn't notice it at all, and was still immersed in his dream.

The silver needle went in a third of the way, Lin Yi took out the candle and ignited it, then held it at the end of the silver needle and slowly heated it.

The scalp and hair where the needle was applied began to emit a burnt smell, and Wang Qiang's body began to respond.

His eyebrows began to frown, and his teeth were gritted.

The hands also slowly clenched from a relaxed state.

"Consultant Lin, is this Qiangzi going to be okay?"

Li Li stepped forward and asked in a low voice with concern.

"The silver needle stimulated his cerebral cortex, causing him to have a painful emotion from his self-awareness, which conflicted with the joyful emotion in the current 'illusion'. At the moment when his self-awareness recovered, in his ear, he shouted Name him, say the words that matter most to him, and you can call him back.”

"Why does this sound a bit like what the witches in the village did when I was a child? The folks seem to call it 'calling soul'?"

Lin Yi smiled and nodded.

"Almost. It's just that he is more complicated. Needles must be given to help him break through the shackles of the 'Nightmare Curse', and then 'Call the Soul' to get him out of danger."

The people around me seem to be half understanding at this moment, and they all retreat to the side.

All the netizens in the live broadcast room showed interest.

"The anchor is really not an ordinary person, he can even deal with this kind of evil thing!"

"It seems that this thing is not so mysterious, it's just a matter of the anchor's one shot."

Lin Yi took advantage of Wang Qiang's awakening of self-awareness to interact with netizens:
"It's not easy. The dream created by the 'Nightmare Curse' is a feast for the eyes. It will keep you immersed in this environment until your body functions are completely shut down, and then you die in the illusion.
Just like the mummy found in the coffin just now, he starved to death.

The most terrifying thing is that the illusion created by this 'nightmare curse' can be superimposed. "

"Overlay?"

"Can this thing stack?"

Everyone on and off the screen has the same question.

Lin Yi nodded.

"Have you seen "Inception"? Actually speaking, it's a bit like this.

If the cursed person only hits the first level, it is relatively easy to solve under the premise of finding the medium of the caster.

If he superimposes two or even three layers, it will be very difficult to handle.

For example, Lao Wang's current situation is that he is in this illusion, sleepless and excited, and it is not over until he runs out of energy.

If he was in this illusion, lay down and had another dream, and entered the dream in the illusion, this would be the second level.

By analogy, the more layers, the harder it is to untie. "

When everyone was stunned, Wang Qiang's painful reaction just now stopped suddenly.

Once again, it returned to the previous wretched and enjoyable expression.

"It's broken! Lao Wang has more than one curse!"

Lin Yi quickly blew out the candle, and took the silver needle from his Baihui acupoint.

A little black red blood seeped out from the pinhole.

Wang Qiang squeaked twice more and returned to his previous state.

"How could this be?"

Lin Yi couldn't help asking himself.

When he entered the coffin just now and was affected by the "Nightmare Curse", he only had a dream.

Although those scenes made him extremely reluctant, in the end reason prevailed.

I came prepared, and I was almost caught. This guy Wang Qiang, who went in recklessly, might have really been hit by a double spell.

"Now I can only wait until he wakes up from the second illusion, and I will have the chance to give him another injection to save him. This thing is like a combination lock. If you press it wrong, it will be completely locked. Lao Wang Never wake up again."

Abu Du stepped forward to take a look at Wang Qiang, and came to Lin Yi again:
"Since we can't solve it for the time being, it's not an option for us to waste it here. Let's just carry him and look for a way out while waiting for Brother Qiangzi to wake up. How about it?"

Lin Yi thought over and over again, this is already the safest way at the moment.

So they nodded, Li Li and Abudu carefully lifted the coffin board, and the other two Blue Cloud players were ready to alternate at any time.

Bai Lu and Lin Yi led the way, followed by several experts and assistants.

The group walked all the way to the end of the hall, and there was a series of steps covered with moss in front of them.

It is winding and winding, and no one has set foot in it for many years.

Everyone stepped up cautiously and walked to the area where the light on the lower floor could not cover. Bai Lu turned on the flashlight and was about to take a step when Lin Yi grabbed her.

"Be careful with your feet!"

Bai Lu lowered her head and saw that the winding stairs ended abruptly here.

The clouds and mountains under the feet are covered with mist, and the water vapor is rising, so it is impossible to see the details clearly.

The main hall on the second floor was brightly lit, but it was still higher up, at least a few hundred meters away from their visual inspection.

There was nothing around to draw strength from, and there were no vines or branches for them to climb on.

"Could it be that they really became immortals and flew over from here?"

(End of this chapter)