It is difficult to deal with such a sudden blow, and it is also difficult to withstand it. Those who can accurately capture the enemy's traces in the dark are those with super senses and skills. The person carrying me should be very powerful, but this time it was obvious that he
Feeling a little overwhelmed, I stumbled a bit and dodged twice. His hand that was always holding me tightly tightened slightly, and then suddenly let go, leaving me behind.
As soon as I got free, I tried my best to hide as far away as possible, but I really didn’t know who the person who secretly attacked him was, and I didn’t know where he was. I didn’t dare to say anything at will, and just as I ran a few steps away,
At that moment, a very fierce fighting sound came from behind. The two parties did not speak, as if they were holding back a lot of energy and strength. In this environment, the gun was completely useless, and it was impossible to shoot blindly.
Yiqi can only rely on his true ability to fight for his life.
This was my chance to escape. I thought that since I couldn’t tell the origins and identities of these people, I would run away first, as far away as possible. With this idea in mind, I almost used my hands and feet to face the rugged ground.
Climb forward. But before I could crawl far, I heard a voice coming from the fierce fighting.
"If you are here! Don't move!"
I suddenly paused on the spot. Although I couldn't see anything, my head immediately turned to the back. My heart was about to jump out of my chest with excitement, and there was a vague feeling of peace in that extreme excitement. Because it was very
Over a long period of time, I have unknowingly developed a habit. No matter in any environment, as long as I have a mustache, I will feel at ease.
That was Mustache's voice. There was no emotion in his voice, but I could definitely tell that it was his voice!
My complaints and dissatisfaction with him disappeared for the time being, and he was very obedient. The subconscious mind started to work again. I felt that no matter what, the mustache would not harm me. He said that he would always stand with me.
On one side. I immediately groped around to find a large broken stone, and then nestled behind the stone.
"Who is this person who is shopping with Mustache?" I felt more at ease. I hid behind the stone and began to think. If I were to judge, this person is definitely not Ma Dad, because I am too familiar with Ma Dad.
You don't need to see the person you know very well to be sure, because he has an aura that you are familiar with.
However, if this person is not Ma Dad, then where is Ma Dad now?
I thought quickly, and the fighting over there was also going on very fast. Although it was in the dark, every blow was fatal. Within a few minutes, the sound of the fighting disappeared. Immediately afterwards, I heard a loud burst of sound.
The sound of hurried and slight footsteps sounded not far from me. Accompanying the footsteps was the sound of a mustache.
"you there!"
"Here! Here!" I immediately got out from behind the stone, and then ran towards the sound of footsteps. Soon, I felt a hand grabbing my hand.
The mustache's hand was cold. He grabbed me and used a little force to make me relax. Then he took me and ran. It was only then that I realized that he was not alone.
, we ran on the front foot, with people following behind.
After walking far away, Mustache found a relatively hidden place, and then turned on a flashlight. The moment the light appeared, my eyes couldn't adapt, but at this time, I found that with Mustache
Fighting side by side is Jiang Chen.
"Everything is fine, everything is fine..." Mustache seemed relieved when he saw me standing in front of him alive. He took a long breath. He seemed exhausted. He closed his eyes and leaned on the stone behind him.
"You...what's wrong with you?!" I saw that his face was pale, without a trace of blood, and there were blood stains everywhere on his clothes. My heart, which had just calmed down a little, suddenly became chaotic again, and I moved closer to him anxiously.
Q. Then, I saw a long wound on his left armpit.
"It won't be fatal, don't worry." Jiang Chen was also stained with blood, but it was much better than Mustache. He told me that Mustache's injury did not touch the bones, it was just a flesh wound. It was bloody and scary, but it wouldn't be fatal.
There is danger to life.
"Who is that person? Who is it?" I asked them eagerly because I really wanted to know.
"What do you think?" Mustache slowly opened his eyes. He didn't say it directly, but I already got the answer from his eyes and expression.
It's really Ma Dad, it really is.
"No outsiders have come into the cave yet. Let's find Peng Bo and the monk first."
Jiang Chen showed me his arm. There were indeed some fractures, but there was not much he could do at this time. He could only hold it up for the time being.
I stood up after them and couldn't help but look into the darkness around me. Ever since my accident at the Zhaotong stall, the wretched and slightly hunchbacked old man who had been following me, was he really hiding so deeply?
It was a mess nearby, although it was calm, but after the big explosion, the terrain completely changed. Not to mention the process in between, it took us a long time to find the monk and Bloomberg. Their situation was generally pretty good, but
Bloomberg, like me, had his left arm broken by a stone.
After we met, I talked about the previous situation. Mustache was trying to grab time, but after this series of events, he began to hesitate in his heart. This hesitation was mainly because he was concerned about my safety, lest I would end up here. So.
We discussed it, and if the second six-fingered gate still needed to be broken open violently, it might lead to a more violent chain reaction later. Xiaozi and Jiang Chen said, if I can't open the six-fingered gate, then just
We can talk about it after we go out first.
I led them across the two rotten wooden bridges, and then arrived at the second six-finger gate. I simply held my right hand with my left hand and pressed into the fingerprints of the gate. I had already suffered so many injuries and was released.
To be honest, a little blood is nothing.
Things were really weird and ridiculous. Not long after I let out the blood, the faint sound of the machine center starting up came out. There was no accident at the second gate, and the center was intact. I smiled secretly in my heart, no.
When it was time to come in, we forced the door open and came in. When it was time to leave, the second door opened without any hindrance.
The heavy gate was slowly lifted up by the winch and iron ropes. Originally, they planned to open the gate and let me stay here until they explored all the roads in front before picking me up. But the second gate opened, and we
I found that the space behind the gate was not large. Strictly speaking, it might just be a larger stone chamber.
And this stone chamber gives people a different feeling. It has been very carefully renovated, and almost all the four walls have been polished flat. There are not many things in the stone chamber, but what you can see is a seated statue more than three meters high, which is illuminated by a flashlight.
As I passed by, my heart skipped a beat. This statue looked like a Taoist crown and robe, but it was not a Taoist ancestor.
"Lu Xiuhuang..."
No one is more sensitive to this Taoist priest than me, so my eyes were fixed directly on the sitting statue. I was a little scared and a little strange. I really felt that the sitting statue was alive, because his half-open eyes seemed to have something.
A strange light.
In front of the seated statue is a small stone platform. I originally thought it was a small platform, but Bloomberg and others looked at it and said that there is storage space inside. The platform was covered with a nameplate, which was not locked, and two knives were inserted into the gap.
It can be pried open.
I stood outside the gate waiting for them. It wasn't until Peng Bo and the others carefully finished everything that I couldn't help but go over and take a look. The center of the stone platform was empty, and there was a small black jar placed on a box.
There are only so many things.
When I saw the box and the jar, I had an indescribable feeling. I seemed to have seen this box before. It was a box containing parchment brought back from Ban Tuo. I had never seen the jar before. It was very small and had black glaze.
The coating is very thick and looks shiny. However, I have never seen such a jar, but I heard Du Qingyi mention the black jar stolen by the Wei family in the empty tomb!
"What is this?"
"Let me take a look first, take a look first." One of Bloomberg's arms was not working well. He observed it for a long time, and then took out the jar and box completely. The monk looked elsewhere to see if it was the whole
The end of the unfinished mausoleum.
The small black jar has almost the same sealing technique as the jar containing the six-fingered corpse. They are both completely covered with sealing mud and poured with a layer of tin water. However, something happened to this black jar and the sealing mud broke.
One point means that all protective and isolation measures have almost failed.
Jiang Chen gently opened all the seals on the outside of the jar, and inside was a small half jar of black particles. I used a dagger to pick out a little bit, and found that these things could not have been particles like this before. Their shapes and sizes were different, and they seemed to be caused by
The seal was not tight and it was broken as a whole.
"Is this the kind of thing in the black jar?" I looked at the particles. They were black and odorless: "Is this the kind of thing in the black jar in the empty tomb?"
We poured out almost everything in the jar. At this time, two small semi-circular black balls rolled out from the crushed particles. They were about the same size as longan, a little moist, and broke into pieces when touched by hand.
piece.
Jiang Chen and I were studying the jar, while Bloomberg opened the small box with great effort. The moment the box was opened, I immediately saw the parchment book I had seen before.
"Text materials!" Bloomberg was immediately excited, as if he had forgotten a lot about the pain of the wound. He carefully opened a page of the parchment. The box was different from the jar. It was sealed very well and was not eroded by external forces, so
The parchment is also relatively well preserved. This thing may not be Lu Xiuhuang's handwriting, so the whole text is filled with recognizable Chinese characters.
"What's written on it?" I asked Pengbo hurriedly. This place was the last thing left by Lu Xiuhuang, so the box and the black jar must also be the things he left behind.
"Don't worry, don't worry, let me take a look at it slowly." Bloomberg looked at these written materials page by page. Such written materials were obviously very precious. Even the little boy who was leaning at the door and staring at the distance
Beard was also moved and turned to look at Bloomberg.
The words on the parchment are very small, so there are not many pages. Bloomberg has been reading it. While he was interpreting it, we couldn't ask, so we waited anxiously nearby.
It took a long time before Bloomberg finished reading the last page. He looked up at me who was waiting anxiously, organized his words slightly, and said: "I don't know how to describe the content above, but after my own analysis, this
It should be the real cause of the bronze medal incident."