I have never quite understood how powerful the crowds are, but now they are all revealed by a sea of blood corpses. The heads of densely packed blood corpses are surging. From a distance, it looks like a sea of reddish-brown sand rushing in unstoppably.
Zhang Sanju quickly fired a flare and shouted at the Jiazi Legs at the top of his lungs: "Climb up the hell faster." He used his two right arms to pull off two bronze rope chains and left them.
I think this kind of battle is rare in the world, and only ancient wars can simulate this kind of momentum. When Jiazi Legs heard Zhang Sanju's words, he immediately paid attention and started running towards the bronze rope chain.
Only then did Zhang Sanju notice another Zhang Sigui and asked me hurriedly:
"Which one is a fake?"
I pointed at the fast running Zhang Sigui and thought to myself that even a normal Zhang Sigui would not be able to run so fast. It seemed that the bronze was very strange, and I didn’t know if the other “self” still existed. Thinking of the sea of fire below the bronze tomb, he shook his head unconsciously. I felt an inexplicable sense of joy in my heart, because there would be no two selves, but then I lamented:
"It would be a relief if that's the case."
Thinking about his unknown life experience, irreparable memories, and how his grandmother could be his wife? Then how old am I? Finally, there is this weird tomb. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a miracle, but it is not as simple as building a tomb to hide treasures.
I was lost in thought when I heard the sound of the bronze rope chain, and Zhang San's arms swung forward again. At some point in the process, he took out a short gun and fired upwards with his third hand. A series of fire arrows, lightning and flint. The ground jumped upward, and there were several weird roars in an instant.
Zhang Sanju yelled towards me: "Come on, get on that big face!"
I asked anxiously: "What is that?!"
"Black blind man!"
The next moment, Zhang Sanju had disappeared in front of me. I couldn't afford to offend anyone above or below me. I grabbed the bronze rope chain and started to swing forward, but it backfired. The more I feared, my hands and feet would not obey my orders. I could hold on and not fall. It is already a blessing among all the blessings.
The flashlight on my shoulder could see that the bronze rope chain in front of me was trembling slightly. At this moment, a familiar shout came from below: "Lao Guo! Why the hell are you here?"
I immediately looked down and saw that it was Jiazi Legs. He was climbing up. Zhang Sigui was tied to his back and had already passed out. Next down was Zhuge Xiang wearing a bronze mask. This is what I thought in my heart. , at the bottom is the second copied Zhang Sigui, and the blood corpse below is also climbing up crazily.
Depend on!
My nerves immediately tightened and I rushed forward like crazy. Suddenly, there was a beam of light in front of me that kept drawing a circle. I knew that Zhang Sanzhi was in front of me. Within my field of vision, all the bronze rope chains were shaking crazily, and they made waves from time to time.
At this moment, the black blind man is above, the bloody corpse is below, and we are in the middle of them. We are about to be pinched by them. It feels like a big mouth is devouring you mercilessly.
When I arrived in front of Zhang Sanju, I looked back. This scene made me feel that if I were watching an American commercial blockbuster, the eyes of the bloody corpse were like towering stars in the dark night, pressing towards us, and that feeling made me live forever. The unforgettable stench invaded my sense of smell again, and I unconsciously touched my neck, which felt a little tight.
I was completely anxious and asked Zhang Sanju excitedly: "Zhang Sanju! What should we do next?" Just when I asked him, I suddenly thought of an inexplicable phenomenon. The big bronze face can pass through entities, so the wind is also an entity composed of gas and particles. However, we are above it now, but we cannot feel any changes in the air flow.
Zhang Sanju was seen staring at the mysterious man wearing a bronze mask behind him, and forcefully uttered three words: "I don't know."
I couldn't help but get angry and said: "You don't know why you come to the most dangerous place. Isn't this suicide?"
Just when I was about to scold him, a vicissitudes of voice came from behind me.
"No."
The voice was a bit muffled and unfamiliar, as if a hand was covering my mouth. I suddenly got goosebumps all over my body, and a cold air like a bronze whistle coffin began to come out of my bones. It was the man wearing the bronze mask. dispatched.
There was insufficient light in the tomb, so whether I was looking at the bronze face on the dome of the bronze tomb or the bronze mask worn by the mysterious man, it was very blurry. Looking at the mask on the mysterious man's face at close range, I couldn't help but break into a cold sweat, because this bronze The style of the face is exactly the same as that of the bronze masks unearthed in Sanxingdui, with willow eyebrows, phoenix eyes, a high bridge of the nose, a wide mouth, and no chin.
The only difference is the eyes. The eyes of the bronze mask unearthed in Sanxingdui are sealed, while the eyes of this mask are inlaid with a transparent material. The mouth has a crack and the nose has an orifice for breathing.
Zhang Sanju and the others are all tycoons in the fighting world. Some tomb robbers are rumored to be amazing and are said to be more powerful than archaeologists. Technology is one thing. The most powerful thing is that archaeologists cannot compare, that is, they are the purest. Regarding historical knowledge, archaeologists always think based on the superficial clues of antiquities, and sometimes misrepresent history. Little do they know that in feudal dynasties and slave societies, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. As long as you lose the battle, you will naturally be endlessly discredited. Sometimes in history the losers are not always bad.
So the first moment he heard this voice, the one who reacted fastest was Zhang Sanju. He frowned and stared at the mysterious man wearing a bronze mask not far away, and forcefully squeezed out three words: "Gui Jiu" Master?"
The mysterious man wearing a bronze mask nodded, then stretched out his right palm, with a circular pattern tattooed on the center, like a snake body and a dragon head, with a big mouth on the head and swallowed the tail into the mouth. And I also noticed that there are many scars on his hands. The clothes on his body are not modern clothes. At a glance, I can tell that they are not made of ordinary materials. They are more like a kind of figurine clothes. It seems that they were buried in the Huangdi period. It was ripped from the dead.
Seeing the circular pattern, Zhang Sigui on the back of Jiazi's leg let out a long sigh, and then sobbed and said: "Oh, Master Jiu, you've shown up! In order to find you, brother, I almost died tragically. On the way."
"The situation is very dangerous now. Please give me a way out."
Gui Jiuye lowered his head and looked at the big bronze face below, shook his head and sighed: "Oh, I still have to go down..."
He then waved at us and said: "Take the weapons you carry and rush down. The entrance is the bronze whistle coffin. About a hundred meters down there is an underground hot spring. We will have to wait for about ten days if we go down. Only then will the wind ladder form again under the whistle coffin."
Jiazi interrupted and said, "But there is clearly a volcano down there." Zhang Sigui and I both nodded eagerly, how could it be a hot spring!
Gui Jiuye tucked the placket of his clothes into his waist, revealing a skin bag, which was a little deflated. He loosened his grip on the bronze rope chain and slid down. During this period, he said: "If you don't leave, it will be too late. Let's go down naturally." I know." Only then did I realize that his back was curved.
Zhang Sanju seemed to have cooperated a lot with Gui Jiuye before, so he slid down without saying a word. Zhang Sugui patted Jiazi's leg, and Jiazi's leg nodded hesitantly and started to slide down, and then I saw The second copied Zhang Sigui in the distance was far away from us, but he heard our conversation and began to slide down tentatively.
The bottom was full of bloody corpses, and I really didn’t dare to slide down, but there was the Black Blind Man above. From what Jiazi Legs and the others described, the top was the Black Blind Man’s lair! Just when I thought of this, the top of my bronze rope chain began to vibrate violently, indicating that there was a black blind man above who got on my rope chain. If I didn't move away, it would be too late.
I started to slide down with my bare hands. This process must be very hot. It felt like my palms would burn.
After a while, I caught up with them, and I saw Gui Jiuye throwing his hand out quickly. In this environment, I couldn't see clearly what he threw out, but the bloody corpses below were falling one by one. Only then did Zhang Sanju's three arms become exaggerated. He grabbed the bronze rope chain with one right hand and fired the bow left and right. He made the gun perfect, and Jiazi Legs had no time to care about anything else. After all, Zhang Sigui was still on his body, and I am also on top of them now, but the fake Zhang Sigui has gone somewhere.
The thing that scared me the most happened. A stench rushed over me instantly, and big black balls began to smash down. I shined my flashlight on them. The scene was extremely spectacular. Now it was no longer as simple as making a pie, but wrapping a pie. The buns are gone.
Gui Jiuye shouted from below: "Don't worry about it! Just jump down!"
Zhang Sanju was afraid that we didn't hear, so he repeated: "Jump down!"
At the end of the flashlight light source, Gui Jiuye jumped down first. He didn't know what he was shooting out. The bloody corpses that were close to him were knocked away. Zhang Sanji was close to melee combat, and then Jiazi's legs began to spin. , his whole body was like a top, and all the bloody corpses approaching him were kicked away by him.
It was my turn next. I thought that the black blind man was afraid of the light, so I reached into my backpack and took out a large handful of fire crackers, bit off the lids, flicked them with my hand, flew up, and threw them at my head. He immediately let go and jumped down. I took out the fruit knife again and waved it randomly in front of myself. I thought that hurting myself was an accidental injury. Now is the moment when life is not in your hands. When you should work hard, you should work hard.
In the process, I still bumped into the blood corpse, but both the man and the blood corpse, as well as the black blind man, were falling. No matter how ferocious the blood corpse was, it was of no use as they had to accept the power of gravity.
At this moment, a strangely smelly thing pressed down on me, it was the Black Blind Man!
Then a pair of big claws grabbed my neck.
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