Zhou Zijing opened his mouth wide and looked at the open door in horror. He seemed to have lost the ability to speak for a moment, and could only stare at Wu Dazhi with his eyes wide open.
Wu Dazhi was also surprised, but after experiencing so many things, he had already developed a strong heart. He first glanced at the warrior figurines that were slowly cracking and saw that they didn't seem to have much damage within five minutes.
The threat made me feel a little relieved.
Despite this, Wu Dazhi did not dare to neglect and walked quickly to the open stone door. This stone door was completely different from the doors Wu Dazhi and the others had seen before. The top was as high as the underground palace. Wu Dazhi guessed that it was dug directly from the mountain.
made.
The stone gate is not only very high, but also quite thick, about one to five to two meters in length. This is only Wu Dazhi's preliminary estimate.
"Dazhi, why does this stone gate have to weigh dozens of tons?" Zhou Zijing had recovered from his initial composure, walked to Wu Dazhi, and asked with his head.
"Yeah!" Wu Dazhi nodded, this was not what he was really worried about.
Things have become a little complicated. If the owner of the tomb wants to kill them here, then just resurrect the warrior pottery figurines. With such a huge door, it is impossible for Wu Dazhi and the others to escape even if they want to.
But the owner of the tomb was very strange. He resurrected his guards and then opened a door to escape for those who broke into the underground palace.
No matter what the truth was, the stone door was indeed opened. After about three minutes of slow time, the stone door remained still.
Just when Wu Dazhi wanted to look back at the warrior figurines, he suddenly felt a cold wind whistling behind his ears.
Zhou Zijing squatted down suddenly, pressed Wu Dazhi down at the same time, and whispered:
"What did you see? It's not really that warrior figurine that has come back to life, is it?"
As soon as Zhou Zijing finished speaking, another loud roar came from behind him. Fortunately, Wu Dazhi had turned on a cold firework before. Under the light of the blue flames, Wu Dazhi clearly saw a giant ax striking at them.
I don't know why, but the giant ax that the warrior had chopped down stopped in mid-air at this time. It was not easy for people to see the warrior's face clearly, but under the dim fireworks, Wu Dazhi could see him clearly.
The expression on his face was indescribably ferocious, and his two big, glaring eyes did not have the familiar black eyes, only the whites, like a blind man.
"Fat man, listen to me!" Wu Dazhi saw the warrior's giant ax stagnant in mid-air and knew that it would chop down sooner or later. If it delayed, they would only die:
"That warrior figurine is really alive. He is right behind you, and..."
Before Wu Dazhi finished speaking, he felt Zhou Zijing's body shaking continuously. He could understand it, but he couldn't say a word of comfort. This was a fatal matter, and it was impossible for anyone to calm down.
"What should we do now?" Zhou Zijing asked in a faint voice. He didn't care what was behind him, he just wanted to know if he could get back alive.
"His ax has not been cut down yet, but it does not mean that we are safe." Wu Dazhi said softly while observing the movements of the warrior with his peripheral vision.
What reassured him was that the samurai seemed to be controlled by some kind of force. Although he wanted to kill Wu Dazhi and the others, he was unable to do so under the current circumstances.
After Zhou Zijing heard Wu Dazhi's words, he couldn't say anything and could only nod slightly.
"I don't know where it is on the other side of the stone gate. If there is nothing abnormal, it should be the underground palace corridor we entered before. But now, it seems that this possibility is very small, but no matter where it is, we have to go in, otherwise..."
As he said that, Wu Dazhi glanced at the warrior behind Zhou Zijing again. This time it was different from before. His head could move left and right. At this time, he was looking around, as if looking for Wu Dazhi and the others to see if they had any other companions.
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"He started to move..." Wu Dazhi couldn't bear to tell Zhou Zijing the terrible fact: "Stop thinking about it and let's go!"
Wu Dazhi's voice was accompanied by another deafening roar. Now both of them were sure that the sound was made by a warrior.
"Run!" Zhou Zijing's fragile little nerves finally reached the edge of collapse. He shouted in a low voice, stood up and ran towards the door of the boulder.
Wu Dazhi dared to risk his life, and the roar of the warrior was many times louder than the loudest noise he had ever heard.
The sound is like a giant ax of the soul, hitting people's hearts every time, making people want to worship and at the same time feel awe.
Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing had no intention of worshiping the warrior. They took advantage of the opportunity before the warrior was fully resurrected, stood up, and ran towards the stone gate.
At the same time, a loud roar came from behind:
"Those who trespass on the cemetery will die!!"
Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing instantly felt that their legs began to tremble. They were too familiar with this kind of tomb guard. This kind of thing imprisoned the soul of the warrior, and the breath of the living was the mechanism for their resurrection.
Therefore, if there are living people in the underground palace, they will be resurrected, and only by getting rid of the living people who break into the underground palace will they enter the next sleep.
Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing kept running, not knowing how long the road ahead was. While they were running, the warriors behind them were also chasing them relentlessly.
Turning around suddenly, Wu Dazhi could really see clearly this time what kind of monster was chasing them.
Completely a giant, this was Wu Dazhi's first reaction. Although the warrior was wearing Khitan national costumes, Wu Dazhi would never believe that he was really a Khitan warrior during his lifetime.
His huge head was almost reaching the top of the underground palace, and he was holding a giant ax in both hands. The light was too dim, and Wu Dazhi couldn't figure out what the giant ax was made of.
The giant warrior's steps were very long, and his one step was equal to several steps of Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing. Wu Dazhi was okay, his body was not burdened, and running was not too strenuous, but Zhou Zijing was different.
He was fat and bulky. He started wheezing and panting after running for a while, and he looked like he was going to die:
"Dazhi, run quickly, I can't run anymore. If he really wants to kill me, just let him kill me!"
As he spoke, Zhou Zijing seemed to be about to sit down, and looked at Wu Dazhi with an expression that meant his life was about to end.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Seeing that Zhou Zijing was about to give up, Wu Dazhi grabbed Zhou Zijing's hand: "If you want to run, let's run together. I don't believe it. We two living people can't outrun him as a stone man!"
They ran a few more steps forward, and this time Wu Dazhi and the others finally understood where they were. The colorful fire agate coffin was not deceptive.
Yes, they are back where they were before, which is good news, but also very bad news.
The warrior chasing them did not follow them, but stopped a few meters away from the coffin.
For a time, the entire underground palace fell into silence.