C63 (1/2)

It moved.

The terracotta soldier moved.

At first, the book thought it was an illusion.

He subconsciously rubbed his eyes and looked at the burial pit again.

However, when he confirmed that he didn't see wrongly, he immediately gaped.

It wouldn't be wrong to use the word 'stupefied' to describe it.

Who could have imagined that each and every terracotta soldier that did not show any signs of life would suddenly revive? And the opportunity to revive was at this critical moment?

Dong …

Dong dong …

Every step the terracotta soldier took was like a heavy hammer.

He pounded on the book's heart.

Fang Zishu swallowed.

His eyes were staring fixedly at the terracotta soldier that moved forward like a wooden zombie. When he noticed the reddish jade pendant by the terracotta soldier's waist, the recipe book quickly realized the problem. If he was not mistaken, the abruptly revived terracotta soldier was the one that the note had touched earlier.

”Did the blood revive it?”

Thinking of the cut on the palm of the slip of paper, Fang Zishu had a faint guess.

If that wasn't the case, then why didn't the other terracotta soldiers in the tomb come back to life?

Only the one the cops touched was revived?

The more Fang Zhisu thought about it, the more he felt that things should be as he had guessed.

The terracotta soldier must have been devouring the blood and Qi of the living, and thus revived.

Thinking of this, Fang Zishu immediately rushed to the side of the note, ”Bill, this terracotta soldier swallowed your blood, and only then was it able to be revived. So hurry up and wrap up the wound. Once the blood and qi from the wound dissipate, there will be more and more terracotta soldiers who will be resurrected! ”

When the dazed cop heard the recipe, he was shocked.

He quickly tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes and wrapped himself around the wound several times.

After the second bandage, the cop purposely sniffed with his nose to make sure there was no smell of blood before letting out a sigh of relief.

The sudden revival of the terracotta soldier within the tomb was out of Fang Zhisu's expectations. However, at this moment, he had no time to deal with this wooden terracotta soldier.

At that very instant, he and the cop had already arrived at the last tomb. They were only dozens of meters away from the altar. As long as they successfully avoided those dead claws, which were still sleeping soundly under the pile of bones, they would be able to climb onto the altar and obtain the octagonal shaped amber, which was placed on the hide armor.

”Child, what should we do now?”

Looking at the terracotta soldiers walking towards them, the cop was also very nervous.

”Let's not worry about the terracotta soldier first. While the terracotta soldier is still not chasing us, let's rush to the sacrificial altar and obtain 'Amber' who is in charge of the armor escape first!”

The idea of the recipe was very simple. It was to reach the altar together with the note at the fastest speed possible.

As long as he could get that 'hu' amber in his hand, he would no longer have any worries, and could concentrate on dealing with the troubles that were about to come.

Fang Zishu's idea was not bad, but it was a pity that the heavens never fulfilled his wish.

Right at the moment when Fang Zishu and the young man rushed up to the altar, something unexpected happened …

The eight trigram diagram, which had originally been located at the base of the armor, actually began to glow with a white light.

With the altar as the center, the light rippled outwards.

Wherever it went, everything was illuminated into day.