"who?"
When we entered the visual range, Shen Xiaoyu pulled the gun like a gust of wind and filled a bullet into the 98K. The black muzzle pointed at us impartially.
And the people on our side also drew their pistols and pointed them at him.
The atmosphere between the two sides suddenly became tense!
After seeing each other's appearance clearly, Shen Xiaoyu just breathed a sigh of relief, but did not put down the gun, and the same was true for us.
Because we are scared of being cheated, Shen Xiaoyu seems to be scared of being cheated too.
Lao Jiang immediately shouted: "Are you really Shen Xiaoyu?"
Shen Xiaoyu scolded: "I also want to ask you if you are that bastard Lao Jiang."
Lao Jiang smiled slightly, put his hands together, thumbs down, and made a Jianghu gesture: "A dragon is crouching and a tiger is perched on a thousand mountain tombs."
Hearing these words, Shen Xiaoyu stood up suddenly and replied with the same gesture: "A piece of autumn water is lying on a unicorn!"
This is Qilin's special code for identifying his identity, and those monsters cannot imitate it.
After the codes were exchanged, both parties looked at each other and smiled, then put away their weapons.
We immediately arrived at the sand dune where Shen Xiaoyu was. Just when Lao Jiang wanted to inquire about the situation, Shen Xiaoyu asked, "Is there any water?"
He Lanxue immediately threw two water bags: "Catch!"
Then she threw a water bag to the old and young people on the hill.
Shen Xiaoyu picked up the water bag and poured it down her throat. In the end, she laughed so much that she poured the water on her head. She washed her sand-filled hair in a carefree manner and shouted: "It's pleasant, it's pleasant!" "
Seeing this scene made Lao Jiang's body ache: "I saved all this one bite at a time, and I can't bear to drink it, so you, my grandson, will give it all away."
Taking advantage of this opportunity, I quietly nudged Lao Jiang with my elbow and asked Lao Jiang in a low voice about the origins of the old man and the girl on the sand dune.
Lao Jiang glanced in that direction and said mysteriously: "Do you still remember the meeting we held before departure?"
I immediately confirmed what I was thinking: "Oh my god! It turns out that this old man is the god among unicorns. No wonder he carries so many magical weapons..."
"Is the girl next to him his apprentice? She's so old, how can she be so good at it?"
Lao Jiang frowned and warned: "Don't ask about this kind of thing."
I made a sound and deliberately sat next to Shen Xiaoyu, wanting to make Lao Jiang angry.
Lao Jiang pulled Shen Xiaoyu and asked him to explain the business quickly. What exactly did he encounter along the way, and he almost died in the desert.
After regaining his composure, Shen Xiaoyu started from the beginning.
It turned out that on Qilin's order, he took another train and sneaked into the outskirts of the desert from another direction in Dunhuang.
As a result, traces of Warner were discovered!
Not only did Warner personally lead the team this time, but the team was also filled with experts.
Among them are at least a dozen members of the ghost organization, all wearing cowboy hats and armed with pistols, submachine guns and explosives. They are under the jurisdiction of a man named Dante.
Qilin had mastered Dante's information a long time ago. He is the third ranked killer in Europe! Formerly known as Johnson.
Johnson comes from the western United States and likes to use a revolver made of gold. He shoots the gun so fast that all the cowboys who compete with him cannot see the sun the next day...
Later, he joined the ghosts and made a special trip to Iceland and Norway, just to kill the number one and number two killers in the killer rankings and make the world fear him! From then on, Johnson changed his name to Dante to show that he was the master of hell.
Dante was extremely loyal to Warner. Half of the blood debts committed by Warner over the years were done by Dante!
In addition, Warner's team also includes more than a dozen master tomb robbers whom he recruited from the Chinese people.
The team is also equipped with a Xinjiang guide, an archaeological expert, and an animal and plant expert.
After listening, Lao Jiang frowned and said nothing.
But Shen Xiaoyu suddenly thought of something: "By the way, there is another person among them, which is very special!"
"That man was covered in black clothes, with a black gauze covering his face. He looked like a Taoist priest. I don't know who he was, but he had a high prestige in the team. He had to decide which path to take several times. At all times, Warner obeyed him and rarely spoke. He was either sleeping on a camel or hiding in a tent, like a ghost who couldn't see the light. "
After discovering Warner's traces, Shen Xiaoyu immediately decided to follow him quietly.
So they followed Warner into the Desert of the Dead after three days and three nights, and passed through several dangerous places.
I thought I could follow him to the end, but I didn't expect to be discovered by the Taoist priest... The Taoist priest deliberately set a trap to ambush Shen Xiaoyu and others, but Shen Xiaoyu was not stupid, and quickly retreated to the commanding heights and started to snipe Warner. 's subordinates.
"If it weren't for that Taoist priest, I would be sure to kill Warner! It's a pity that the Taoist priest is too evil. No matter where we escape, he will find it immediately, as if he can pinch us."
The final sandstorm struck, bringing the battle to an early end.
What's even weirder is that after that, the radio carried by Shen Xiaoyu began to receive a steady stream of distress signals.
He thought we were in danger, so he searched westward and ended up falling into this oasis.
Lao Jiang and I looked at each other. At that time, we were almost fooled by that radio, and finally had to break into this forbidden area for Shen Xiaoyu.
This reminds me of the ghost!
The Sino-US joint expedition team wandering in the fog tricked Shen Xiaoyu and others into entering, and we were also pulled in by Shen Xiaoyu, forming an infinite loop.
If Qilin sends people to look for us, I'm afraid...
I shook my head, not daring to continue thinking about it.
Next, Shen Xiaoyu told us a few weird things. It was nothing more than their encounter in the white mist. They saw a strange expedition team that was haunted and constantly performing a death cycle on the road.
He wanted to rush forward several times, but was stopped by Feng Lao.
After saying that, Shen Xiaoyu looked at the sand dune with great gratitude: "If Mr. Feng hadn't been here, we probably wouldn't have survived."
It turned out that the old man was called: Feng Lao.
I couldn't help but look at him with admiration. A master is a master!
Unexpectedly, Warner was also tricked into entering by radio. The two teams met on a narrow road and started a fierce confrontation.
Dante's bullets are extremely vicious and come from unexpected places every time.
Even with Shen Xiaoyu's natural suppression of rifles against pistols, she can only compete with him in a draw!
Fortunately, neither he nor the bald man was seriously injured, but several bodies were left behind by Warner, but this time the two Qilin members they brought with them all died one after another.
The bald apprentice's neck was shot by Dante's golden revolver.
At that time, he thought the fog was a cover, so he just quietly stretched out half of his head, and a bloody hole was made in his neck with a bang.
"Their bodies are right there..." The bald head looked towards the back slope with a slightly sentimental look, where two young men were lying quietly.
The neck of one of them was bloody and almost broken. He must be the bald disciple.
Lao Jiang told me: "His name is Feidao, and he is a bald closed-door disciple."
Shen Xiaoyu and Guangtou took two Jin Lin with them when they went out this time, but unexpectedly something unexpected happened to them.
When I heard that they were all Jin Lin, I couldn't help but tremble a little. It won't be my turn next, right?
Looking at the two corpses lying under the sand dunes, Lao Jiang patted me on the shoulder and said, "Do you understand what I told you now? We often have no time to bury the corpses of our comrades, so we have to rush. Rushing to the next battlefield, this is Qilin’s destiny.”
I swallowed and looked at the other corpse. The young man's eyes were bulging, but the corner of his mouth was full of a smile. The strange thing is that his temples were bright red, as if he had shot himself.
"Did he commit suicide?" I couldn't help but take a step back.
At this time, Shen Xiaoyu showed a rare hint of fear on her face, and then she said something that was incomprehensible to us: "Don't listen to the bell."
"Don't listen to the bells."
He said it twice before answering my last question: "Xiao Qi was bewitched to commit suicide."
Lao Jiang and I looked at each other and asked in unison: "What do you mean by the sound of bells?"
Shen Xiaoyu glanced at the Western Zhou Dynasty warily, and then lowered her voice and said: "The sound of the bell is far more terrifying than those expeditions that staged a death cycle..."
Then he glanced at his watch: "Every time at five o'clock in the morning or seven o'clock in the evening, the bell will appear and take a life!"
Five o'clock in the morning and seven o'clock in the evening. Is there anything special about these two hours?
Just as I was thinking hard about these two points in time, Shen Xiaoyu continued: "At that time, Mr. Feng had warned us a long time ago that we should never leave this sand dune!"
"But before the bell approached, did you know? In the white mist, pairs of green eyes actually lit up, densely packed like pieces of enchanting emeralds."
"It's a sprite." Lao Jiang and I said in unison.
Shen Xiaoyu was surprised at first, and then seemed to understand something: "Have you encountered it too?"
We nodded. Lao Jiang was still curious about the progress, so he urged Shen Xiaoyu to quickly describe what happened next.
Shen Xiaoyu told us: "Because they were afraid of Feng Lao's knife, those monsters did not dare to approach us! At that time, Feng Lao drew a circle around the sand dunes with his knife and asked us to send you a signal to wait for rescue."
At first, when the demon was forced to retreat, Shen Xiaoyu thought it was nothing serious, but then she suddenly remembered a strange bell in the thick fog.
The bell was like a morning bell in a temple, loud and clear, reverberating in the thick fog.
"Then I saw that Xiao Qi seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, his eyes were dull, his head was tilted and he was walking on tiptoes into the fog. Seeing that he was about to walk out of the circle, I rushed over and tried to pull him back. But at that moment, I suddenly had a sweet dream.”
Sweet dream?
He Lanxue even let out a sigh.
There was yearning on Shen Xiaoyu's face, and her face became much softer: "I saw you and Lao Jiang coming to pick me up, and they brought me a pocket full of apples."
"You tell me that the relic has been found, the task has been completed, and we can go home."
At that time, Shen Xiaoyu wanted to follow the old Jiang He Lanxue in his dream back to Qilin, but Guangtou was also caught in the trick at that time, and they seemed to have fallen into an illusion woven by a beautiful dream at the same time.
The bald man saw the woman who he couldn't bear to say goodbye to because of his career in the world when he was young.
The woman was as gentle as water and opened her arms to him: "Ah Xiong, I'll wait for you at the original place!"
At that moment, Shen Xiaoyu and Bald Head couldn't wait to grab Meimeng's hand, and they were about to walk out of the circle before they knew it.
At the critical moment, Feng Lao took action. He drew out his sword from behind and struck out with a sword. The thick fog was illuminated by the cold light, and the illusion where Shen Xiaoyu and the bald head were in was also split open alive.
Feng Lao held them one by one and rescued them.
However, Xiao Qi was not so lucky. He was completely lost in the fog, and there was no trace at all.
A few minutes later, Shen Xiaoyu heard a gunshot.
Feng Lao chased into the fog, but only brought back Xiao Qi's body.
No one knows what Xiao Qi saw or why he shot himself. The only thing that is certain is that he cannot believe the bell and cannot walk into the fog...
Shen Xiaoyu's words made my whole back feel chilly, as if an invisible poisonous snake was getting closer to me.
But I don't know how to escape to where!
I'm afraid of encountering the soul-stirring monsters again, and I'm afraid of hearing the sound of bells that make people fall into sweet dreams. What on earth is this forbidden land of death that kills people without blood?
The scenes here are dozens of times scarier than the traps we encountered in Yinxu. The fear is not visual or sensory, but the horror deep in the soul.
A bone-chilling chill was rising from our hearts and spreading towards our western limbs. Lao Jiang couldn't help but shudder.
At this time, he seemed to have thought of something, and bowed deeply in the direction of the sand dune with his hands clasped in fists: "Lao Feng, what do you think next?"
