I crouched down, hesitated for a moment, and then pulled out a knife.
A knife was forcefully thrust downward, the skin and flesh were incredibly tough, and it couldn't penetrate through at all. My hand was almost slipped, and I almost injured my palm.
A slight heaviness in my heart, I put away the knife and took out another item, a pair of scissors with rust spots.
Last time, it was this pair of scissors that saved Si Yan.
The rust comes from the dragon's blood, but there isn't much rust on the scissors anymore.
It can cut through hair, but it may not be able to puncture the skin here.
I held my breath and tried to stab with the scissors.
A faint sound, as the blade pierced through the flesh.
My heartbeat quickened, and there was a distant stab of pain again. It wasn't because this place had done something to me, but rather because of the earlier injury. The faster my heartbeat became, the more intense the pain.
I held my breath again and began to cut through the dead skin here with the scissors.
Click-click sounds, indicating that the skin has elasticity and brittleness.
Soon, I had cut an opening of about half a meter.
Raising it, I cut another line, forming a cruciform wound.
The heart of the corpse shook even more violently, as if it was in agony.
I could see from the corner of my eyes that all around me were gray veins in the four-square mirror, as if they were snakes desperately trying to penetrate my body, but they couldn't.
The four-square mirror was permeated with a thin copper sheen that spread over me, forming a protective barrier.
I peeled off the flesh cut into a cross shape, revealing the quadrangular blood and flesh below.
The flesh was gray-red, dead and lifeless, yet it kept convulsing spasms and occasionally thumping.
I was about to continue cutting the flesh with the scissors, but to my surprise, the scissors snapped when I applied a little force….
The copper rust formed by the dragon's blood had been used up, and the scissors had become a lump of waste iron.
My face changed as I tried to extract the knife to cut, and my heart rejoiced instantly. Although the knife couldn't cut through the skin before, it seems to work now!
I located the precise spot and cut down with full force!
The corpse flesh didn't ooze blood; it was merely thick and crimson!
The knife cut down at least a foot deep! Then I felt the touch of something more resilient, and I trembled suddenly.
The knife did not penetrate in, and the trembling, including my heart, jumped again and again.
Stay calm, I quickly cut the flesh.
I cut open a hole about half a meter in size in the heart area!
Then, I saw a black object.
That's not the heart, but the lid of the coffin!
The heart of the mountain of corpses and forests of flesh comes from the assimilation of a large number of corpses. It was in the coffin beforehand.
This roughly confirms my speculation: as the old woman ate the mountain of corpses and forests of flesh, it retracted towards the heart.
Thus, it formed this scene now.
I crouched down, my hand between the corpse meat and the coffin lid, the slimy feeling made me feel sick, but finally, I touched the edge of the coffin!
The coffin lid was last hit by Sun Zhuo and was actually incomplete.
I gathered all my strength and broke it forcefully!
The coffin lid was shattered by me!
It's because I had to hold the four-square mirror with one hand and act alone, which was very inconvenient.
The next second, what I saw was a heart!
I thought that the heart in such a large coffin should be enormous, filling the entire coffin.
But to my surprise, the heart was extremely small, similar to a human heart, just a bit bigger than a fist.
The gray-red heart was beating rapidly.
Lots of blood vessels stretched out from its top and penetrated into the bottom of the coffin…
I exhaled heavily, took a great leap, and jumped into the coffin.
Quickly drawing out the knife, I cut off the blood vessels on the heart, picked up the heart, and put away the knife!
At that moment, in the four-square mirror, the gray veins on my body vanished suddenly.
In their place, I clearly saw the blood vessels spreading rapidly on the heart, piercing towards my heart!
A tingling sensation ran through my scalp, and I remained motionless!
The four-square mirror suddenly glowed!
The heart instantly gave off a cracking sound, and the smell of burnt toast filled the air.
The heart no longer emitted any blood vessels.
I quickly pulled out a piece of Yin Mountain bamboo paper, wrapped the heart with it, and stuffed it into my pocket.
The four-square mirror indeed deserves to be a sacred artifact of Four-square Mountain.
Without this, even ten of me would not be able to get this heart!
Even if we managed to get it by chance, we would surely die!
Just then, a problem arose... If the four-square mirror is not aimed at me, this heart may cause some trouble...
Thoughts in my mind are racing.
I tried to align the mirror surface of the four-square mirror facing my chest, and put it on.
For a moment, there was no reaction in the outer pocket, and the heart didn't act up.
Overjoyed, I climbed out of the coffin.
There was a person standing outside the heart area, and it was Yu Xiu.
Yu Xiu stared at me blankly, with an empty gaze, almost as if she didn't understand.
"Let's go, Xiaoxiao!" I suppressed the beating of my heart and took a step forward.
But what I saw next caused me to be startled in my heart!
The leader, Han Zuofu, and three other low-class people were surrounded by a group of old women in the center!
The ground was covered in blood, and only those few were left among the people led by the leader.
Han Zuofu was also injured.
The two big old women were fiercely snorting among the crowd of old women, and the rest took turns charging forward, striking once and then retreating!
Heaven, it was pitch black.
The blackness also carried a hint of despair.
At this moment, the two big old women suddenly turned around and stared at me!
With a glance, the corpse ground became dry and withered, as if it had turned into a mummy.
The core of the mountain of corpses and forests of flesh is the heart. If the heart is cut off, these corpse meats will naturally become dead meats!
Chill after chill was continuously dissipating!
A sharp scream, the two big old women directly shot towards me!
They clearly didn't see me cut out the heart, yet their actions suggested that they knew the most important thing in the mountain of corpses and forests of flesh was on me!
My scalp suddenly tingled.
"Xiaoxiao!" A low growl, with trembling voice!
It's not that I'm afraid.
It's not because I'm afraid. It's because these two ghosts are too fierce, and even Han Zuofu can't handle them, and I can't beat them!
Yu Xiu suddenly turned around.
A strange scene unfolded as her body trembled, and her clothes began to seep out blackish-red blood from inside out.
In addition to that, faintly, one could see that Yu Xiu's head was surrounded by... symbols...
Symbols, sealed around Yu Xiu's head.
And again, faintly, only the hilt remained on the blood-stained clothes of Yu Xiu!
My heart was even more alarmed.
Is this Yu Xiu's true form?
The symbols on her body are the reason she can walk freely in broad daylight?
Eight Defeated Widows is not just about saying an ominous fate.
The ancestor tablet is a spirit tablet.
Yu Xiu is neither human nor a zombie!
At this moment, Yu Xiu's hand suddenly fell on a dagger at her chest... as if she wanted to withdraw it...
Exactly at this critical moment.
A thunderclap dispersed the clouds above my head!
A bolt of lightning struck down!
It landed heavily on the biggest of the old women at the front!
Another thunderous sound, and another bolt of lightning fell, indiscriminate in its fury, cries piercing the clouds.
Suddenly, Yu Xiu in front of me returned to normal.
It's as if what I saw earlier was a hallucination...
"Heart taken, the negative energy dispersed... Heaven, it's going to be bright... Old Sage, scaring people..." Yu Xiu's tone was still empty, but her words made me confused.
The thunder in front of me was indeed the symbol used by Han Zuofu earlier.
But he clearly saved us. Who did he deceive?
