My teammates always want me to die

Zhao Rin had a headache looking at the communicator in his hand that was hung up by Xin Hao, and even Xin Hao couldn't wake Zhao Ying up, so he was even more helpless.

As time passed, mirages gathered around, and the pottery figurines leaned towards Zhao Rin intentionally or unintentionally.Zhao Rin opened his hand and took a look at the talisman paper in his hand. The talisman paper in his hand was also the same as the one in Zhao Ying's hand, and the edges began to turn black.

Zhao Rin's face changed slightly, and the situation became a bit complicated, he had to quickly come up with a foolproof solution.He took out a few talisman papers and pasted them around him and Zhao Ying, and then inserted the sword in the middle of the talisman papers.This simple formation can protect the two of them from being attacked by the terracotta warriors for the time being, but it can only be regarded as a temporary delay.When the mirage becomes stronger, this formation will be useless.

He glanced at Zhao Ying who was indifferent, and couldn't help but sighed heavily.He thought that with Xin Zou around, Zhao Ying would be less obsessed with the past.Now it seems that his uncle's behavior has not decreased, and his obsession may even become heavier.Being able to be affected by the mirage from the very beginning, it is estimated that when they were still in the aisle, these mirages had already missed Zhao Ying.

He looked displeased at the pottery figurines around them, all of which were covered with low-level spirits.And many of these low-level spirits are the spirits of craftsmen who were murdered at the time. Maybe they still have memories of thousands of years ago, so Zhao Ying is so easily confused by them.

Unlike Zhao Ying, he hates the memories of the past.In the days since he escaped from the past, he never dreamed or recalled that memory.If Xin Zou hadn't said something first, these low-level spirits and pottery figurines in front of him would have been smashed to pieces by his hands.These things that have fallen into the quagmire don't want to get out of the quagmire, but want to pull people who pass through the quagmire into it. This is what he hates the most.

The talisman paper can barely last for half an hour, and when the half hour passes, he will not show mercy.

Just as Zhao Rin was staring at the terracotta figurines approaching them, something tugged at the corner of his clothes.He looked back and found that it was none other than Zhao Ying who was fascinated by the corner of his clothes.Zhao Rin took a closer look, Zhao Ying's chaotic and lifeless eyes had returned to clarity, it seemed that Zhao Ying had already woken up by himself.

"...Let's go." Zhao Ying clenched his fists tightly, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth as soon as he opened his mouth.

Zhao Ying's entire lower lip was almost bitten off by himself. Before he opened his mouth, there was no clue, but now when he opened his mouth, his lips were almost covered with blood.Zhao Rin quickly took a square scarf and handed it to Zhao Ying, "Wipe it quickly, is there any other injuries?"

Zhao Ying shook his head with difficulty, his mouth was full of blood now, and his mouth hurt so much that he couldn't open it when he spoke a little.He didn't feel pain, on the contrary, he was very glad. If he didn't, he might really never come back.He raised his hand and touched his ears. He clearly remembered hearing Xin Xiao's voice when he was trapped in the mist.

If it weren't for that troublemaker, he might really never come back.If it had been before, he might have drifted with the crowd and left himself here forever.But now, he seemed to be a little bit reluctant, although he didn't want to admit it.

Zhao Ying took the square scarf that Zhao Rin gave him to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth. He patted Zhao Rin on the shoulder and signaled Zhao Rin to continue walking down.Seeing that there was nothing serious about him, Zhao Rin had no choice but to agree to continue walking down.Zhao Ying's waking up on his own seemed to dissipate a lot of the mirage around him, and now they walked a lot easier.

This time Zhao Ying didn't dare to look at the things around him, and followed Zhao Rin all the way.The surroundings gradually became quiet, and the terracotta figurines disappeared unknowingly, and the scene in front of them returned to the dark and cold in the corridor before.Zhao Rin took him all the way to the end with ease, until he came to a hall that was as desolate and in disrepair as a cold palace.

"Follow me closely." Zhao Rin was a little excited, and her voice was still trembling.All the buildings in the underground palace are reproductions of the Qin Palace thousands of years ago, and this place in front of him is a cage that he has never set foot out of since he was born.

It is also the place where Zhao Hai has been trapped for thousands of years from the moment of his death to the present.

After instructing Zhao Ying, he opened the door with both hands and walked in.With a creak and a rough sound when the wooden board rubbed against the wooden board, all the dust that fell on the door fell down the moment Zhao Rin pushed the door open.The hall was empty, and there were two stone lamps standing inside.The lights flickered in this gloomy hall, flickering on and off, making it very intrusive.Zhao Ying didn't have spiritual power to protect his body, so he couldn't help shivering, and his face went numb.

Perhaps the human body is too sensitive, and he always feels that something is watching them from behind.He wanted to remind him aloud, but opening his mouth hurts so much, when he finally recovered from the pain, Zhao Rin had already walked several steps forward.He had no choice but to chase after him in a hurry, keeping an extra thought in his heart.

Zhao Rin was so excited that he didn't even have time to pat the ashes that fell on his body. He went straight through the two ever-burning lamps and walked towards the deepest part of the hall.

"click click..."

Sure enough, they hadn't walked a few steps, and the footsteps of a third person besides them suddenly sounded, chasing up from behind.Zhao Rin blocked Zhao Ying behind with his backhand, and he looked nervously at the direction of the footsteps.The footsteps were heavy and mechanical, obviously not something a normal human can make.

Zhao Rin thought for a while, and got a little bit of a bottom line in his heart.

When the thing slowly walked in front of them, as Zhao Rin had guessed, a pottery figurine with the same height as them was following behind them.

"click click..."

The terracotta figurine's upper and lower lips touched, it took a few steps back, leaned forward, and made a reluctant bowing posture.After bowing to Zhao Rin and the others, it moved stiffly, turned sideways and walked towards the wall of the hall.It stood by the wall, lowered its head slightly, and was tinkering. From time to time, it could hear the sound of collisions from its side.

The terracotta figurine didn't know who it was, no matter how excited Zhao Rin was, he could only stand aside patiently, watching the terracotta figurine move.Not long after, with the sound of a click, the candles on the walls of the hall lit up, and the darkness inside the entire hall was forcibly expelled at this moment.

The terracotta figurines seemed to have fulfilled their mission, kneeling against the wall and completely becoming a dead thing.

With the light given by the terracotta figurines, all the things in the hall appeared one by one.There are not too many things in the hall. In the very center of the hall, there is a chain as thick as a little finger hanging on a wedge on the wall.This chain has a total of eighteen rings that are fastened together. The chain is dark red, and the chain is densely engraved with incantations similar to those on Zhao Ying's body before.

Under the illumination of the candlelight, the chains are faintly visible and invisible.

"You go outside and wait for me, I'll take it down." Zhao Rin stuffed the sword in his hand to Zhao Ying, and he showed Zhao Ying a way to leave.Once the eighteen locks are taken away, the place is likely to collapse. Zhao Ying has no ability to protect himself, and it is much safer to stay outside than inside.

Zhao Ying shook his head. Although he didn't want to see Zhao Rin, he couldn't let Zhao Rin alone in this ghost place.If something really happened to Zhao Rin in this ghost place, let alone himself, he would not even be able to deal with the unscrupulous people.Zhao Ying threw the sword back to Zhao Rin, expressing his unwillingness to leave.

"Don't worry." It was the first time that Zhao Rin was worried by his old uncle, and he was a little moved when he was happy.Thinking that there is another relative with the same background as him in this world, he couldn't help but want to take good care of Zhao Ying.Afraid that Zhao Ying would be worried, he patted his chest hard and said loudly to Zhao Ying: "You don't have to worry about me. Although my ability is not as good as Senior Brother Xin, it is more than enough to protect myself."

Zhao Ying rolled his eyes, pressed his voice and said, "Just don't die."

Zhao Rin narrowed his eyes and smiled, and let out a soft hey.