The dot in the circle is the internal code of Qilin.
It means: Be careful, there is a mole in the team!
This was what Lao Jiang told me when we were playing a sign-matching game on the train. Whenever it was inconvenient to speak, he would use a secret code to remind his companions.
In other words, the reason why Lao Jiang threw that cigarette box was because he was sure that there was a problem in the team and hoped that Qilin could quickly provide reinforcements.
I just don’t know when Qilin’s people will arrive.
But was it really just an ordinary Hardman cigarette case? I don't quite believe it.
It's a pity that Lao Jiang has left here in a hurry and asked everyone to move on with him.
We quickly left this unknown depression. Although we were alert to the Western Zhou Dynasty, we did not find anything unusual and were not attacked.
A fishy smell of water hit my face, accompanied by the sound of rushing water.
What shocked us was that there was a long underground river surrounding the depression less than a few dozen meters away.
No, the underground river does not surround the depression.
Instead, it is surrounded by a gloomy royal city!
I saw endless city walls standing behind the underground river, and a huge palace with black walls and golden roofs rose from the ground. The cold underground river gave off an aura that no one could enter, as if a giant python was entangled here, guarding the place. A magnificent underground royal city.
"There, there is the real tomb of the Yin and Shang kings!" Our eyes were glued to our eyes, and we stared at the royal city intently, and our spirits were lifted.
It seems that only by walking there can you truly see the former glory of the Shang Kingdom.
Only by crossing the underground river can we truly enter the Yin Ruins!
Lao Jiang took a deep breath before calming down: "Wen Tao used Feng Shui calculations and found that this place is connected to Taihang in the west and Huanshui in the east. The two are connected. There must be ancient tombs of the Shang Dynasty hidden underneath. If I hadn't You guessed it wrong, this underground river should be the source of Huan River."
"This is the first time I have seen a moat guarding a tomb. Even if the owner of this tomb is not the most outstanding Shang king Wu Ding, he is also the owner of that era.
A person with outstanding military exploits and a very high status. "
Lu Baoping guessed the identity of the tomb owner while talking.
All of us knew that this trip was correct. Such high-level treatment must belong to a very distinguished tomb owner.
Du Wenbin looked at the city wall with fascination and couldn't help but sigh. He said that although he only saw the city wall and not the palace inside, from the appearance, he knew that this place had almost restored the entire capital city of the Yin and Shang Dynasties. Even the moat quietly guards this place.
Qiu Xiuxiu praised: "The city wall thousands of years ago was so strong and majestic. No wonder the Shang Dynasty was the most powerful kingdom at that time!"
"These are all our ancestors. We, the Chinese people, are far better than the barbarians." Baishui said vaguely with tears in his eyes excitedly.
At this moment, a strange horn sound suddenly floated from the far side of the moat.
Woo——
Woohoo——
Wuwuwu——
A series of horn sounds echoed in the dark underground, as if giving some order.
Obviously, the horn sounds in war are masculine and upright, which makes people feel a boiling power in their chests and launch an attack bravely.
But the horn sound at this time carried a strange cold air, as if icy gas passed through my ears to freeze our hearts and control our actions.
The cold air rose from the soles of my feet and reached the sky.
I immediately cheered up and asked everyone to light up the torches and all lighting facilities.
Platoon leader Zhang even fired a precious flare again to prevent danger!
Kick, kick.
Heavy footsteps rang in our ears, and after a while, a group of strange soldiers came into our sight from a distance. Their whole bodies were wrapped in thick black air, making it difficult to see their appearance, as well as their western limbs.
All I know is that they were patrolling the edge of the moat with a very strange movement.
Row after row, column after column, like puppets on strings.
Black air enveloped them, making the river water appear as dark shadows. More importantly, their walking posture is very strange. Instead of raising their legs and falling down, they are floating forward like a thread.
Is this a Yin soldier?
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, remembering the way the Yin soldiers passed through the border, but the scene in front of them was completely different from what we had encountered before.
The previous Yin soldiers would obviously clash with each other, but the ones in front of them were more mechanical, colder, and more difficult to deal with.
The cold energy on their bodies is Yin energy. Once it collides with a living person, it will disperse our Yang fire.
This group of black air soldiers is not wandering around the wall inside the moat, but on our side, like guards protecting the moat.
Whoever dares to enter will be killed to pieces!
The first sight of those floating black shadows made me feel frightened. I wanted to ask Lao Jiang what to do now. However, at this moment, the soldiers seemed to have heard my voice and turned around suddenly.
First one, then two, and then everyone in that team looked at me.
What's even more terrifying is that they don't have faces. Inside their helmets are small, bright red eyes, at least hundreds of them. It's like countless lit match heads gathered together, crowded and layered.
I can't tell whether the feeling of fear or nausea was stronger at this time.
My stomach was churning and I felt like I was going to throw up.
However, when those red dots looked at me, they suddenly stopped, then changed direction, and drifted towards me.
The clattering sound was like those red dots hitting the armor and pushing the armor forward.
Many of us were frightened by this scene. Fortunately, Platoon Leader Zhang responded quickly and immediately ordered his men to shoot.
Bang bang bang...
After a burst of crackling, the black air shrouded outside the armor was dispersed. In the lightning and flint, we saw the arms and legs of the Yin soldiers with small blood-red eyes.
But the shooting did not have much impact on them. The moment one of the Yin soldiers was shot, countless small eyes came out of its body and flew away to the west.
Only a piece of human skin was left holding a suit of armor, which fell to the ground.
This scene shocked us all.
Lao Jiang suddenly realized: "No wonder the corpses of the former group of digging soldiers were all gone. It turned out that they were eaten up by these ghosts!"
I asked: "What, eaten by them?"
Lao Jiang asked me, don’t you think these things are familiar?
I suddenly remembered that when I broke the curse on the bronze cymbal, I also released a group of red, winged insects.
"Are these blood flies too?"
Lao Jiang hummed and replied: "What else could it be if it wasn't a blood fly?"
But seeing thousands of blood flies weaving into a big red net, buzzing towards us, the soldiers who were shooting just now were dumbfounded.
"How can I beat this thing?" Platoon Leader Zhang said with a sad face.
Lao Jiang told everyone not to confront each other head-on. Even the digging army suffered heavy losses from these things. We can only use the thirty-sixth strategy as the best strategy.
We were fighting and retreating. While being chased by the blood flies, a soldier at the back ran slowly and was swallowed up by the giant red net as soon as he fired a round.
Dense swarms of blood flies pounced on him, as if they were burning him up.
The crunching sound was like an animal chewing bones. It made my scalp numb. Platoon leader Zhang was still standing there shooting, trying to save his men.
Lao Jiang shouted his name and dragged him back.
This thing will eat every one it catches. There is no other way but to escape. Platoon leader Zhang had no choice but to give the soldier a happy life and pull the trigger to kill him.
Blood flies swooped on the corpse one after another, and countless red dots made a gnawing sound. Our scalps were numb at first sight.
Lao Jiang took the opportunity to lead us to escape. At this moment, someone shouted: "Water, get in the water."
Several archaeological experts didn't care and ran towards the moat one after another. At first I thought there might be a scam, but I didn't expect that Lao Jiang actually pulled me towards the moat.
After we jumped into the underground river one by one, those blood flies actually didn't chase us.
Although many blood flies broke free from the human skin armor, they just lingered unwillingly outside the moat and did not come close.
Could it be said that blood flies are afraid of water?
After finally escaping the crisis, we finally let out a long sigh of relief. At this time, Baishui suddenly thanked Lin Jianye: "Captain Lin, fortunately you found that these blood flies cannot go near the water, and reminded us in time to jump into the water to escape, otherwise we would be alone." Both of them have to explain themselves here..."
With Baishui's words, I suddenly remembered that the voice just now was very familiar, and it was clearly Lin Jianye's voice.
Lao Jiang and I both looked at Lin Jianye, but we saw that Lin Jianye just smiled plainly: "I just did it crookedly."
Once is luck, twice is chance, it can't be just luck every time.
Lin Jianye has made it clear that he is not simple!
