It was getting dark.
There was only one dim kerosene lamp in each tent. A group of us sat in front of the lamp, staring at each other.
I shouted softly: "Master, tell me how to find the entrance to Yin Xu! Do you already have a plan in mind?"
Old Jiang said displeasedly: "It's rest time now. If you say anything again, I'll sew your mouth shut with thread."
Yin Ling'er burst into laughter, but Lao Jiang not only didn't blame her, but actually praised Yin Ling'er for being cute.
A ball of anger rose in my chest. If I couldn't defeat Lao Jiang, I would really teach him the principles of life.
Lin Jianye kindly comforted me: "Your master is a sharp-tongued man. He is afraid that you might disturb things outside and cause an accident."
"What's outside?" I opened a crack in the tent and looked outside, only to find a desolate area with nothing.
Lin Jianye asked me to close my eyes and listen again. I listened for a long time, and except for the sand brought up by the night wind, there were no even insects chirping.
Lin Jianye nodded and told me, "Yes, it's the sound of sand."
"Um?"
I was a little confused, so Lin Jianye explained: "Actually, in the Yin Ruins, there is a nursery rhyme that was passed down a long time ago. It's called sunshasha, moonshasha, don't bump into ghosts and startle the sand late at night!"
I understand the first half of the sentence. There is a lot of sand in Yinxu. When there is a strong wind, the yellow sand will fill the sky and even cover the sun and moon.
But the second half of the sentence caught my attention, and I quickly asked what Gui Jingsha was?
Lin Jianye said with a smile: "Even our group of archaeological experts who have worked in Yinxu for more than ten years don't know what the ghostly sand is. Anyway, it is quite evil. The phenomenon of ghostly sand only occurs from 11 to 12 o'clock at night. If it appears in the meantime, if it is hit by a living person, it is likely that the yang energy will be flushed out, and you will become seriously ill the next day! In serious cases, a few strands of the three souls and seven souls will be taken away. "
"So what exactly is the phenomenon of ghosts shaking the sand?" After all, this was the first time I heard about it.
At this time, Qiu Xiuxiu, who looked very good-looking before, smiled knowingly and said that if I was lucky, I would be able to see him later.
"Big sister, this is not called luck, this is called bad luck!" Lao Jiang added.
Qiu Xiuxiu seemed to have a good impression of Lao Jiang and did not refute. Instead, she agreed, "That's right. You are not a living unlucky person if you run into a ghost on the road at night."
While talking, Qiu Xiuxiu talked about a real incident that she knew. Just three years ago, a group of tomb robbers came to Yinxu to visit Yinxu.
In order to prevent being discovered by the archaeological team, they only dug holes at night!
As a result, they encountered ghosts on the sand, and the next day they all turned into headless corpses. The scene at that time was so horrible that not a single one of the more than 20 people was alive.
When the accomplices of the tomb robbers first came to look for him, the smell of blood had not yet dissipated, but they were frightened.
They didn't even dare to look for the missing head on the spot, so they took the body and went back.
The experienced second master believed that they had encountered a ghost Jingsha, and some said it was retribution for tomb robbing. Maybe the boat capsized in the sewer, and not even a whole body was left.
Anyway, the remaining tomb robbing gangs were quickly disbanded. Many of them went to temples to eat fast and chant Buddha's name to atone for their sins. There were also a few capable ones who surrendered to the archaeological team, thinking about whether they could eat at the official's house.
"So evil?" I suddenly felt a chill on my back and couldn't help but shrink my neck.
Qiu Xiuxiu hummed and said, "That's true. Several of them are still working at the Archaeological Research Institute. I met one of them last time.
He looked fierce, but his expression changed drastically when he mentioned Gui Jingsha. He repeatedly warned the Yinxu archaeological team to be careful. If they encountered Gui Jingsha, they would just lie down in the tent and pretend to be dead. Don't talk, don't move, and don't even fart. "
I couldn't help but swallow my saliva and asked what would happen if I left the tent?
Lao Jiang also joined in the conversation and said to me with a smile: "Then I can find a new apprentice."
My face immediately fell. How dare he be so willing to change his apprentice? I was about to go up to Lao Jiang and ask for clarification, but as soon as I stood up, I was held down by Lin Jianye.
Lin Jianye covered my mouth tightly and hissed at me.
Only then did I realize that despite his age, this guy's arms were as strong as Mount Tai, and he was so heavy that I couldn't move at all.
He was seriously injured before, and he recovered so quickly?
When I was wondering, there was suddenly a whining sound from outside. The gust of wind seemed to be many female ghosts sobbing resentfully, with high-pitched and thin throats hanging, which looked particularly scary.
Is this the legendary Ghost Jingsha?
Along with the sound of wind, grains of sand hit the tent, making a bang, bang, bang sound.
Immediately afterwards, footsteps came from the originally empty wilderness.
Yes, I heard it right, that was the sound of neat rows of footsteps! Tapping, tapping, tapping, it's like there are thousands of troops stepping on my heart.
My whole heart almost jumped out of my chest.
I turned around with a horrified expression and found that everyone in the tent was holding their breath. Lao Jiang and He Lanxue were guarding the front, one holding the black knife and the other drawing the long sword, extremely vigilant.
Lao Jiang turned his gaze to me and shook his head slightly.
It seems to be saying: Don't talk, don't move!
Soon, the footsteps got closer and closer, and I saw countless long black shadows reflected on our tent, one by one, walking forward in the moonlight. .
The scene was simply horrifying.
Moreover, looking at the outline of the shadow, there are armors and spears, and they seem to be ancient soldiers, but they have no head.
Is it a ghost?
The words "Yin soldiers crossing the border" flashed in my mind, but even if it was a Yin soldier, what happened to the shadow.
Will there be a shadow of Yin soldiers? My mind was filled with questions. Lin Jianye seemed to realize the gaffe he had just made. He smiled apologetically at me and stopped pressing me.
But I couldn't control myself and lay down in the tent, carefully observing the outside.
He was obviously scared, but his blood was burning with strange excitement.
In a daze, I felt that my forehead was very hot and my whole body was dizzy. It seemed that a heroic female general appeared in front of me, standing on the mound overlooking the army below.
Those troops wore bronze-style armor, and there were rows of chariots at the front.
Although it seems very crude to me, it was the most powerful army of that era, and the aura of this female general was able to subdue this powerful army...
Familiar bloody death sentences suddenly popped up in my mind: ""My king Wu Ding is invincible. My wife is a good wife, and I can conquer everything. "
"The mighty Great Shang has conquered all directions. But those who rebel will be abandoned by both humans and gods!"
Every word seemed to be engraved in my brain. Those shadows passed outside our tent one by one, holding weapons in their hands, as if they came from the Nine Nether Hells.
"There's a situation outside!" A soldier suddenly screamed in fear from another tent. At this time, the walking shadow stopped!
Platoon Leader Zhang and the others were in the tent nearby. Lao Jiang was extremely anxious, fearing that they would cause death, but he also knew that now was not the time for him to go out.
"Meow, meow." In my haste, I quickly imitated the tiger's cry, but was patted on the head by the old ginger who came over.
I imitate a cat’s meow. Is this wrong?
Seeing the shadow outside changing its target and stopping in front of our tent, I knew that I might have done something bad with good intentions.
But the first few headless black shadows were two or three meters long, standing there eerily, as if they were about to break in at the next moment!
My breath froze, and at this moment, I completely forgot to think...
