"Don't be passive with these things, everyone!" Company Commander Zhao roared.

"Yes!"

The soldiers, who were curious and wanted to touch the treasure inside the tomb, were suddenly shocked, the danger of the tomb was far more than they thought.

Company Commander Zhao walked over, looked at Song Shan, and asked a little nervously: "Song Shan, can this girl's arm be saved?"

At this time, Fang Nanyi's palm had rapidly turned blue, and it began to extend to his arm.

"Is there a knife?" Song Shan carefully examined her arm before asking Company Commander Zhao.

"Yes!"

Company Commander Zhao handed out a sharp saber.

After Song Shan took the saber, he first made a direct cut in the palm of Fang Nanyi's hand, but there was not a drop of blood flowing from the wound, only a drop of cyan liquid was slowly dripping down.

"What is this?"

"Blood is green?"

This shocked Company Commander Zhao and his group.

"Shut up and be quiet!"

Song Shan let out a low snort, took the saber again, and cut a hole in the palm of his hand, and this cut suddenly burst out of blood.

"What are you doing?" Fang Nanyi's face turned pale, and he watched in horror at Song Shan's self-harming behavior.

"Shut up, don't talk!"

Song Shan let out a low snort again, let go of the saber, and then held Fang Nanyi's palm, overlapping it with his palm, and suddenly something soft and soft squirmed in their palms.

"Put!"

Song Shan suddenly opened the distance between the two palms.

A pool of cyan liquid fell to the ground, and there were small insects among them, these were the pollen of parasitic flowers and then nourished by the human body, quickly turned into pupa, if not sucked out, Fang Nanyi's arm would be wasted.

Song Shan used his own blood to attract these parasites, which was a risk, and if he was counterattacked, he would be in trouble.

At this time, Fang Nanyi's arm had already faded to cyan, and although the blood flowing from the wound was still a little cyan, it was already visible to be blood, not the cyan liquid.

"Iodine, gauze!"

Song Shan shouted.

"Here!" This time they were very well prepared to go to the grave, and among the eleven soldiers, one was a medics, and he was wearing emergency ambulance equipment around his waist.

"Disinfect and bandage, you don't need me to teach you!" Song Shan said.

"No!"

The medics smiled, quickly disinfected the palms of the two, medicated, bandaged them, and moved quickly, worthy of being a medician who learned battlefield ambulance.

"The things under this tomb are not very safe, so if you can not move, do not move!"

Song Shan instructed.

"Got it!"

Everyone nodded, and Fang Nanyi was still palpitating.

"Song Shan, do you know whose tomb this is?" Fang Nanyi didn't want to doubt Song Shan, but Song Shan's performance made her incomprehensible, how to say, he was too familiar with this tomb, this is a very strange thing.

"Whose tomb, I don't know, but who arranged the tomb, I have a clue!"

Song Shan said: "Don't you feel strange, the general layout of the ancient tomb is based on dead things, and the hidden weapon is trapped, but this tomb, all the defenses, are plants!"

"That's true!" Fang Nanyi said.

"During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there were hundreds of families, have you ever heard of a farmer?" asked Song Shan.

"Heard!"

Fang Nanyi's knowledge of history is much deeper than that of Song Shan: "But the farmer is just a small family, and there is not much inheritance!"

"Not much, but there is!"

Song Shan said: "The person who arranged this tomb is the heir of the farmer's family, or the ancestor of the farmer's family, because I feel that this tomb seems to have been built before the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and it was not the era of the hundred schools of princes at that time!"

This is not his nonsense, it is some knowledge that Shi Ding passed on to him, he just learned and sold it now, and directly took it out and talked about it.

"So, you're also a farmer's child?"

Fang Nan's eyes were bright and bright.

"Now it's all a new society, is there still the inheritance of the hundred schools of thought?" Lian Chang Zhao couldn't help but question a little as if he was listening to a book.

"You haven't seen it, you can't say no!"

Song Shan didn't admit it, nor did he deny it, because he didn't know what his existence was all about.

He is an atheist.

There is no god in his heart, heaven and earth are fearless, however, he was suddenly reborn, this world, as if in my eyes, seems to have changed, what kind of demons and monsters will exist, he doesn't know.

Fang Nanyi didn't ask much, although she felt that Song Shan had some secrets, but the woman's sixth sense told her that Song Shan would not harm her, so she was willing to believe Song Shan.

"Miss Fang, if we don't go out first, you are all injured, and the next road is not easy!"

Company Commander Zhao said in a low voice.

The Fang family is a wealthy family that makes the soldiers respect, their honor is all shot out with a knife and a shot, from the warlord melee to the South Vietnam war, the Fang family never went to the battlefield, the last sacrifice was the last male of the Fang family, in 94 years on the southwest border, and the drug dealer was at war, and was shot in the head.

This girl from the Fang family is the person the military wants to protect the most.

"No!"

Fang Nanyi shook his head: "I'm not so squeamish!"

"Eat this!"

Song Shan brought two water spirit beads with him in case of emergency, and he handed one to Fang Nanyi.

"What's that?"

"Powerful pills!" Song Shan said.

"Can you transform after eating?" Fang Nanyi quipped, didn't ask much, but trusted Song Shan, and swallowed it directly, and suddenly felt a stream flowing in his chest, and the fatigue disappeared all of a sudden, and he instantly felt a lot of energy.

She looked at Song Shan's eyes, and there was a touch of complicated color.

They continued to walk inside.

"After the left ear canal, it should be the right way to enter the tomb!" Fang Nanyi explained: "Judging from the distance we came in just now, the structure of this entire tomb is relatively large, at least more than fifty or sixty acres!"

The size of the tomb, looking at the identity of the owner of the tomb, is like the tomb of Qin Shi Huang, the cemetery covers an area of fifty or sixty square kilometers, which is equal to the size of seventy or eighty Forbidden City.

And this tomb is not small, hollowing out in a mountain is still an ancient skill, and it is not a simple person who can dig out such a large area of tomb and be buried here.

The next road, they didn't encounter any danger, there were not many mechanisms in the open and in the dark, and they were easily solved, but at the intersection of the left ear chamber and the main road of the tomb, there was a broken dragon stone.

This broken dragon stone suddenly broke off and almost hit Song Shan, but fortunately, Zhao Lian Chang's hand was quick and pulled him over at once, and he patted his chest hard, which was not light.

He wanted to go up, but he was a little unwilling, he always felt that there were some secrets here, and they had something to do with him, so he could only go on hard.

As soon as they went up to the tomb, all of a sudden, green vines rushed along them with light.

"It's a blood vine!"

Song Shan shouted: "It seems that there is more than one blood vine in this tomb!"

"Shoot!"

"No, this is a closed stone wall, and a stray bullet will kill us all!"

A group of soldiers is like a great enemy.

"Can you find out the roots like before?" asked Fang Nanyi.

"It should work!"

Song Shan nodded.

He stepped forward and opened the veil of the wound on his palm, revealing the wound, his body was not ordinary, the wound healed quickly, this little time, it had already healed more than half of it, if it weren't for the obscurity in the tomb, he wouldn't dare to show it.

His blood soon attracted blood vines to rush towards him.

"Hide!"

Song Shan's figure is not vigorous, but it can be regarded as fast, and he dodged the two green vines, but there are no red spots, that is, the roots of the blood vines cannot come out.

"Knives!"

Song Shan drank low.

"Next!" Company Commander Zhao threw the knife up.

Song Shan took the saber and gave himself a knife in the palm of his hand, the plant is also wise, his wound healed too quickly, and no blood came out at all, so he couldn't lure the root of the core and greedy blood.

A studge of blood soared, and a vine with red dots quickly emerged from the darkness.

"Bang!"

Fang Nanyi's marksmanship was so fast that he was killed with one shot.

"It's okay!" she ran over and looked at Song Shan worriedly.

"A few more times, I'll have to die of blood loss!" Song Shan cursed: "The blood vine is very difficult to feed, at least I haven't heard of anyone feeding it, and now the world can't find a single one, who is so boring and raised two, isn't this a human life!"