Screaming Cycle

The tomb where Ji Lu and the others are currently located is not small. It is 30 square meters square, and there are many Ming vessels stacked around them, all of which are vessels of various purposes and formats, mainly bronzes, and a few are Iron or silverware.

The tomb is well sealed, and even after a thousand years, the metal utensils in the tomb are still well preserved.

Dong Jing picked up a wine goblet and took a closer look. Under the three-color patina of gray, black and green, the delicate thunder pattern on the base is still clearly visible. If it is taken outside, it is absolutely necessary. Gold-denominated treasures.

It's just that the tomb is so tightly sealed that everyone has only been down for five minutes before they feel a little panicked.

But they had no time or energy to wait for the tomb to ventilate.

Fortunately, Ji Lu and Ren Jianmo were both participants from "Peach Blossom Spring", and they were very well prepared before entering the "World" of SS level difficulty.

Both exchanged a full set of battlefield necessities, which of course also included anti-chemical supplies.

They pieced together, and they actually made up four sets of gas masks.

Dong Jing put on a mask with the help of Ji Yu, looked around curiously through the two eyepiece glasses, and couldn't help asking:

"Speaking of which, I'm really curious about your ancestors."

He said:

"These weird little things in your hands look like the Mohist's organs."

As the Second Young Master of the Dong Family said, he glanced at Ren Jian silently, "But your senior's supernatural powers are more like those in the Taoist sect... but even the fights are fierce!"

He said and shook his head:

"Oh, Shu boy has so little knowledge, I really can't figure out the origin of the two!"

"never mind."

Ji Yu stretched out his hand to hook the boy's shoulder, "This is not important, the important thing is that we have to find your ten thousand elite soldiers as soon as possible!"

Dong Jing knew that Ji Yu was reluctant to elaborate, and thought that this might be the rules of other teachers, so he knew the right way and didn't ask more.

At this time, Ren Jianmo also urged:

"The mask can only last for an hour, let's go, don't waste time."

So everyone left the tomb from the only exit.

Outside the door is a deep tunnel.

The corridor is very narrow and the ceiling height is low. Ren Jianmo, who is 1.88 meters tall, can't even stand up completely, and can only move forward in an awkward posture with a slightly bent waist.

There is no lighting in the passage. Outside the rainy night light, it is pitch black without seeing the head at a glance.

Ren Jianmo fiddled with his "one cubic meter of freedom" for a while, and when both hands were raised, two groups of blue yingying light flew out, hanging in the air like two groups of ghost fires, taking photos of them. Light up a small area in front of you.

Ji Lu was taken aback for a moment, and after seeing clearly what the two groups of "wild fires" were, he couldn't help but cried out "smart" in secret.

What Ren Jianmo released were two paper men-Onmyoji Shishen (Advanced).

Earlier, Ji Ting used 8,000 points to exchange for a stack of Onmyoji (high-level) from Qinxuehui boss, and evenly split it with his companions, and each of them got a dozen of them.

Now Ren Jianmo doesn't know what fluorescent material is painted on the paper people, so that they can fly in front of them like two fluorescent lights. They can be used for lighting and helping to find the way. It is indeed a good way to kill two birds with one stone.

So the four took ten zombies, followed behind the two small paper men, and walked through the narrow corridor step by step.

The first part of the road was calm and calm.

The corridor was long and narrow and dark, except for the sound of people's footsteps and clothing rubbing, and there was no more noise.

The group walked along the corridor and passed two cemeteries. Each piled up some funerary objects such as cages and utensils, but they were not real tomb thieves and had no interest in Ming artifacts and antiques. They only looked outside the cemetery. At a glance, after discovering that there was no burial soldier he was looking for, he immediately turned his head and left.

After passing by the third tomb, the tunnel has come to an end.

Or to be more precise, the tunnel is divided into two here, and the T-shape points in two opposite directions on the left and right.

Whether they are on the left or right, they are generally wide and narrow, the same dark, and they don’t know where they lead.

Ji Xiaoniao stabbed the second youngest of Dong's waist with his elbow, "How about it, do you have any drawings of the underground palace of this ancient tomb in your family?"

Dong Jing looked very embarrassed.

Indeed, the ancestors of the Dong family who participated in the design and construction of the mausoleum thousands of years ago left some structural drawings about the underground palace, but they were not complete. They only painted the core and key parts, excluding the outer area at all, and passed thousands of times. In the years of the changes, some of the drawings have been lost or defaced so that they are illegible. The second young master of the Dong family really can't count on how much the map he brought can give them instructions.

"Then, we have only two choices."

Ji Yu spread his hands, "Either choose one to try your luck, or you can split up and walk aside."

Dong Jing frowned.

In an astonishingly large front tomb, he really felt that splitting was not a wise decision, and if he encountered a fork in the road, he had to separate. Just like them, he couldn't go far.

But let him just take his luck and choose one of two...

The Second Young Master of Dong's family gritted his teeth silently.

-The "mask" he wears on his face that allows him to breathe freely can only last a few hours, and there is no room for them to make mistakes.

Thinking of this, Dong Jing turned his attention to the witch Elena.

"I say…"

The boy lowered his eyes and pulled his braid reluctantly.

"Do you have a way to figure out the direction of the funeral army we are looking for?"

After listening to Ji Lu's retelling of Dong Jing's request, Irina did not answer immediately, but turned her head seriously.

After a while, she took off her oxygen mask.

The air in the tomb passage is stagnant and turbid, and people are prone to hypoxia after staying in it for a long time, but fortunately, there is no poisonous gas, and it will not endanger life for a while.

The girl stood in the corridor like a red-haired statue, her eyes closed, her head slightly raised, her palms flat on her side, and her mouth chanted some unintelligible language in a low voice.

"It's too closed here..."

Elena whispered:

"The wind elves are very weak and can barely respond to my voice."

With that, she took out a thin stick as long as a little finger from her belt.

It was a kind of psychic potion made by the little witch on the way—the incense obtained by mixing the wormwood leaves and the roots of the calamus in a certain ratio, and then rubbing them into sticks and drying them.

The girl lit the incense, and a thin, scented white smoke curled up into the air.

What surprised Ji Xuan was that the smoke did not go to a high place, but suddenly turned a bend in mid-air and floated straight to the fork road on the right.

"here."

Irina extinguished the incense, put on her mask again, and pointed to the right:

"The Wind Spirit said, go there."

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So everyone followed Elena's instructions and walked to the corridor on the right.

However, the zombie walking in the forefront only advanced less than twenty steps before falling silently to the ground.

"Danger!"

Without a word, Ji Yu leaped to the side, hugged Elena and rolled into the corner.

Ren Jianmo reached out and grabbed the collar of the second young master of Dong's family, pulled it hard, and dragged it to the foot of the wall.

While the girl was screaming in shock, Ji Tuan heard countless breaking wind sounds.

He protected Elena, and almost his whole body was glued to the wall of the tunnel. Twenty or thirty arrows rubbed their toes into the ground, and each one was wedged deeply into the soil.

The continuous bounce sound of the machine amplification and the clanging sound of the arrow landing lasted for half a minute.

When the sound stopped, all ten zombies had been shot to the ground by the rain of arrows just now, except for the four living people of Ji Shu.

Ji Lu was in a cold sweat.

When he read the Tomb Raider novel before, he felt that no matter how powerful the trap described in the book was, it was nothing more than a dead thing. As long as he was careful and reacted quickly, it shouldn't be difficult to crack it.

However, when he encountered it personally, he knew that the triggering of these organs was so unpredictable and unexpected. Had it not been for his dynamic vision blessing, he would not have escaped the same fate as the living corpses, and now he would have become a hedgehog.

No one dared to move.

Ji Lu was protecting Elena, and Ren Jian silently grabbed Dong Jing. The four waited for a while, until there was no second round of crossbow arrows to shoot, and then cautiously tentatively returned to the corridor.

The ten reins were filled with arrows. If they hadn't been dead for many days, they would have become blood gourds.

Fortunately, the rain of arrows is still not enough to kill the living corpses, and the chaotic arrows all over the body have no effect other than slowing their movements.

It's just that after this fright, a few people no longer dare to underestimate the traps in the tomb.

Ren Jianmo released a few more paper people coated with luminescent materials to make the lighting range wider, while the second master of Dong Jiao divided the ten zombies into two groups. A group of guards at the end of the team guards and protects.

They stepped lightly, crossed the corridor densely covered with arrows, and continued to move forward.

At the end of this tunnel is a rectangular tomb.

Said it is a burial chamber, but it is not always true.

The short side of the room is only less than four meters, but the long side is very wide. Ji Thrush roughly estimated that it was close to 20 meters. There is a square door on the opposite side of the room, leading to another corridor.

This structure makes the rectangular tomb room look more like a spacious corridor.

There were no boxes or utensils they had seen before, but a row of terracotta warriors of the same height as real people were erected in the four corners of the room.

At first, Dong Jing thought they were martyrs, and ran over to check them very excitedly.

But when he lifted one of the helmets used by the terracotta warriors to block their faces, he discovered that they were all made of very realistic terracotta warriors.

Since it is not the material that can be made into zombies, the second young master of Dong's family is naturally not interested.

He dropped the helmet and mask he removed on the ground, turned his head, and wanted to return to the team.

However, in the next second, Dong Jing heard a very light "click" from the pottery figurines behind him.

He turned his head abruptly, and saw the face of the pottery figurine whose helmet he had just lifted. I don't know when there was a long and narrow crack!