At this time, groups of corpses and turtles were surrounding everyone, still surrounding them relentlessly.
The strange aura emanating from Hu Ming's body made the corpse turtle feel as scary as a natural enemy.
But with "fresh food" in front of him, the alluring "sweetness" oozes from Panzi's wounds.
These corpse turtles have no intention of leaving at all.
At this time, Wu Xie and the others also noticed this, and the joy on their faces suddenly faded.
Now is not the time to relax and joke around.
"Uncle Ming, how about...you also learn to use the oil bottle to bleed yourself?"
After thinking for a while, Wu Xie looked at Hu Ming tentatively.
Wu Xie has seen it before. Precious blood is simply the best deworming medicine in the world.
Except for the fat man who didn't know what was going on, even the weak Panzi looked at Hu Ming expectantly.
They would rather face the thousand-year-old rice dumpling than deal with the endless zombie turtles.
Perhaps, at this time, they can understand to some extent how it feels for a creature in the desert to be chewed into bones by desert army ants.
"Get out!"
Hu Ming's face darkened.
Hu Ming, who is riding a horse, has not bled for more than 20 years!
Besides, in the current situation, there is no need to open the gate and bleed, right?
"Just follow me, the corpse turtles won't dare to approach..."
Shaking his head, Hu Ming stood up, determined the direction, and strode towards the far side of the tomb passage.
There is the direction of the real main tomb.
It is the location of Hydra Cypress.
Calculating the time, with my brother's skills and Wu Sansheng's brains, they should have found what they were looking for.
There is no point in continuing to write ink here.
"Hey, Uncle Ming, please slow down and wait for us!"
Seeing the group of corpse turtles ready to move as soon as Hu Ming took a step, Wu Xie and others did not dare to delay and hurriedly followed.
Panzi's physical condition is very good. Although the wound on his abdomen is painful, it is not enough to stop him from moving forward.
Not long after, several people had moved forward steadily for a long distance.
Maybe it was because Hu Ming was helpless, or maybe it was the order of the Corpse Turtle King hiding in the dark.
In short, the endless group of corpse turtles quietly dispersed half an hour ago.
This also made Wu Xie and the others breathe a sigh of relief.
Although I was not afraid of corpse turtles when I followed Hu Ming, there were just too many of them. Just looking at them made me feel panicked.
Following Hu Ming's twists and turns, he even went down a secret passage and passed through an empty stone chamber.
At this time, several people were walking in a tomb passage full of pictures and texts.
Hu Ming walked at the front with his eyes closed.
The slight sound of air flowing in his ears clearly told Hu Ming that the destination was not far away.
"Let me ask you something, are you also here for Guixi?"
Suddenly, the fat man couldn't help but ask.
While speaking, he was looking at Hu Ming with subtle eyes.
The fat man had done his homework beforehand and had a good understanding of this tomb.
In Fatty's view, although Guixi does not have the ability to mobilize Yin soldiers as described in the unofficial history, it is still a great treasure.
If you touch that thing, you will definitely make a lot of money!
But the problem is...
With so many people, even if they try to take out the treasure, who does it belong to?
Hearing this, Hu Ming's steps froze, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, without any words, he remained silent.
I have to say that this fat man's vision is quite vicious, and Ya'er directly focused on the most precious thing.
"Does this really exist? Isn't that just a rumor from unofficial history?"
"Borrowing soldiers from the underworld and using ghost seals to control the Yin soldiers? How could such a thing exist?"
"You think so, Uncle Ming?
Wu Xie found it funny when he heard it.
It’s the 21st century, dear, even after the founding of the People’s Republic of China, you were not allowed to become a spirit, let alone now?
"Hmm, who knows~"
Hu Ming turned his back to them, did not look back, and chuckled with unknown meaning.
The underworld is fake, but Guixi's ability to mobilize Yin soldiers is real.
Ghost Seal is a key, a token, and a military talisman!
The commanders are the Yin soldiers who have been performing tasks deep in the hidden areas of the Chinese land for thousands of years.
The so-called history and unofficial history are all recorded by people after all, and most of them are 30% true and 70% false.
He who believes them all is a fool, and he who denies them all is a fool.
"No, how dare you go down to this tomb without knowing anything?"
"Do you know what this King Lu Shang does?"
The fat man was immediately shocked.
Wasn't this tomb robber a bit careless? Didn't he even study the tomb owner's life and past beforehand?
"I know, isn't he just a little vassal king, the one who claims to be able to fight with the help of Yin soldiers."
"But speaking of Yin soldiers...forget it, it's nothing, damn fat man, what exactly do you want to say?" After thinking about it, Wu Xie swallowed the second half of the sentence.
"fart!"
"I'm telling you, what nonsense are you using Yin soldiers to fight? King Lu Shang's grandson is actually just like us, he's a back-up fighter!"
"Historical records state that King Lu Shang's troops rested during the day and marched at night."
"Whereas they go, there are many tombs and dilapidated tombs. If you ask about them, all the soldiers of the sun and yin will come out."
"Yin soldiers? Only a ghost can believe that there is such a thing in this world. Isn't Mader just a counter-attacker? Those ancient people who believe in gods and ghosts."
The fat man snorted disdainfully and explained what he had researched and figured out.
However, what he didn't notice was that the expressions of Hu Ming, Wu Xie, and Panzi became strange.
Only ghosts believe that there are evil soldiers in this world?
Sorry, they witnessed the Yin soldiers marching with their own eyes.
They even had a relatively friendly encounter with the Yin soldiers.
"Okay, okay, fat man, stop showing off. Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. There are many things in this world that are beyond your understanding."
Hu Ming couldn't listen anymore, so he interrupted the fat man's talk and started talking.
He knew that this fat man was a bit of a talker and liked to show off.
If he was allowed to continue talking, he would be bored to death.
and...
"Cheer up, everyone, something not very good is targeting us!"
At some point, Hu Ming had drawn out the dragon-marked curling cloud knife and stared at the wall in front of him.
