I didn't know that there were more than a dozen tourists in the distance, who had escaped death, and they were walking towards us.

Later, I heard from the survivors that if I went along the beach, it would not take long to meet them, and it was I who changed the route and missed the two sides.

A few minutes later, I walked up a cliff along the mountain road, and the guide led the tourists to the bottom of the cliff, and the two of us stopped at the same level of cliffs.

Dong Dahai behind me patted his thigh and said: "I remember, the latter sentence is 'turn left to climb Sendai when you meet the mountain, there are immortals in the mountain', aren't the two of us on Sendai?

When I followed Dong Dahai to the mountains, the tour guide standing at the bottom of the cliff also trembled and said: "The last two sentences of "Song of Life", 'Don't go to the guillotine when you meet the mountain, and see the immortal card from the cliff.'" Three bows and nine knocks are helped, and the immortals guide the ghosts. 'Isn't that cliff up above a guillotine?'

In ancient times, the execution of prisoners along the coast did not necessarily lead to the construction of guillotines in the downtown area, especially when executing pirates, in order to deter habitual bandits. It is very likely that the officers and soldiers will pull people to the protruding cliffs by the sea and behead them, and throw the bodies directly into the sea. During the mass execution of pirates, the sea water was stained red with blood for miles, and the fish and shrimp under the sea rolled and fought for the corpses, which was spectacular.

Over time, the cliffs on the sea became veritable guillotines, and even the rocks on the edge of the cliffs would be soaked red with blood and never fade.

The cliff I had just climbed up was not only a terrifying dark red, but the seaweed below the cliff was also so red and dazzling that at first glance it looked like a corpse had just been thrown under the cliff.

Someone whispered, "What is the place from the cliff? Shall we pass under the cliff?"

At that time, the tour guide pointed to me in the direction where Dong Dahai and I left: "It should be over there, right? Didn't the "Song of Life" say that we should not go to the guillotine?

"The immortal plaque mentioned in "Song of Life" should be a temple or something. Let's go over and see. "The tour guide took the direction of departure, which happened to form an oblique angle with me, but they were also going deep into the hinterland of Onijima.

Dong Dahai and I walked all the way from the top of the cliff and soon saw a dilapidated camp.

"Barracks?" Dong Dahai and I glanced at each other, and cautiously approached the barracks.

I don't know how long the barracks have existed, most of the wooden bars of the barracks have collapsed, the tents in the camp are dilapidated, only the forts on the front and back sides are still intact, and strangely, there are rusty weapons scattered everywhere, but not a single body can be found.

I used a wooden stick to pick up a few tents that had been buried in the ground and said, "Why is there no one in the barracks?"

"It's all gone!" Dong Dahai carried the long knife he picked up from the ground: "Brother, let's go quickly! ”

But I said to myself: "No, you look at the arrows on the ground, and there is obviously a bad battle here, and the officers and soldiers stationed in the barracks are likely to have been wiped out, but why can't they find a single corpse here, and there are still people who can't collect the corpses for them?"

Dong Dahai was so anxious that he rubbed his hands and said, "Don't think about it, let's leave here quickly It's a serious matter." ”

"No! I stopped Dong Dahai from muttering to himself: "The military camp is either defending in danger, or it is to contain the enemy army head-on. ”

"This barracks has a total of four batteries, two facing the mountain and two facing the sea. This is obviously a belly and back enemy, which is a taboo for soldiers, why would they camp here. ”

I turned around and compared with my hand in the direction of the gate: "We entered through the gate of the barracks, there was no obvious trace of troops in front, and most of the camp tents were concentrated behind the barracks. They were there to guard what was behind the barracks, and to go over and have a look. ”

I picked up a knife from the ground and ran straight to the back of the camp, Dong Dahai shouted twice in the back and didn't see me turn back, so he could only follow me to the back of the barracks: "Brother, you wait! This is not a fun place! Be careful!"

The more the two of us walked inside, the more concentrated the remaining weapons on the ground became, and it seemed that the place where the officers and men fought the final battle was in the depths of the barracks, but there was a round stone platform there.

The platform, which was made entirely of cyan stone bars, was about three meters above the ground, and from the front, there were stairs for people to go up and down on the left and right of the stone platform, and three corpses sat back to back on the stone platform.

Sitting cross-legged on the pure white Eight Banners armor facing my corpse, I could just see the corpse's low face from the bottom up, it was clearly a dehydrated dry corpse, but the corpse's face was covered with a metallic luster, and at first glance it looked like someone had deliberately painted the corpse with a layer of gold paint.

Dong Dahai whispered: "Brother, this place can't be the barracks of the Qing Dynasty, right?"

"Almost, right? Let's go up there and take a look, you be careful. "I have been in the antique shop since I was a child, and I have studied ancient weapons a little, and from the swords scattered on the ground, he has long suspected that this is the barracks of the Qing Dynasty.

I took a detour to the platform only to find that the three corpses in a circle were not all military generals.

The corpse on the left hand side of the military general has turned into a skeleton, and although he is wearing an official uniform, he has no patches on his chest, and he can't tell what grade that person is;

The corpse on the right hand side didn't even have an official uniform, and it looked like a scholar in ancient times. Could this man be a subordinate of a general?

Curious, I gently touched the corpse on the left with my knife, but the corpse in the official uniform was scattered to the ground, and the rotten skeleton fell to the ground like a rolling ball, and a short pole made of white iron instantly fell out of the cuff of the corpse.

"Sticky pole?" I was stunned.

There are different opinions about whether Yongzheng of the Qing Dynasty created a "blood drop", but the "sticky pole" of the spy agency that only belongs to Yongzheng is recorded in the official history. Legend has it that the sticky rod used to identify itself was this iron stick, which was less than a foot long, and at the same time, this hollow sticky rod could also be used to transmit secret letters.

I flicked the iron rod twice with my knife, and the corpse on my right hand side slowly fell to the ground because it lost its support, and as soon as the corpse touched the ground, a layer of green smoke splashed, and the bones that had just been preserved instantly turned into dust, and a square thing protruded from the cuffs of the corpse.

I picked open the clothes on the ground with my knife, and only then did I pull out an iron plaque that was almost square from underneath. The front of the iron plate is engraved with a single finger stretched out to the cloud palm, a lifelike palm, as if careful but ready to go, as if you can get rid of the fog at any time, to explore the truth behind it, behind the iron plate is only engraved with a line of vigorous regular script "one finger to pluck the clouds".

Cloud Sect?

I gasped.

The fox mother told me about the level of the god probe hand, theoretically the god probe hand is divided into nine grades, one product is the highest, and each level of the god probe hand has a token indicating its identity. But the god probe hand is also very good-looking, and at least the strength of the fourth grade must be reached before going back to assess the grade. Therefore, the five veins of the god only made a batch of tokens under the fourth grade. Since then, no new 5-9 tokens have been made.

The person with the token on his body is at least a four-rank detective hand. Those who don't have tokens are either low-level disciples who have not entered the rank, or they have surpassed the top masters of the first grade.

An elite disciple of at least the fourth rank died on a desert island like this, and no one even collected his body for hundreds of years, this is definitely not a place of trial! The Divine Explorer would not let a low-level disciple enter such a dangerous place.

I was still fiddling with the iron card, but Dong Dahai exclaimed: "Brother, look, there are words here." ”

After I hurried over a few steps, I saw the handwriting engraved with a dagger in front of the general's corpse, but unfortunately most of the handwriting had been forcibly crossed, and I could only see the general meaning intermittently: "Dengzhou General Soldier...... In the eleventh year of Yongzheng, he was ordered by the emperor to chase demons into the sea, and Yu ...... Seven Days of Fierce Fighting...... Eventually...... Mistaken ...... and the soldiers of the Ninghai battalion were buried here...... Don't be gullible......"

The Dengzhou General Soldier should have written a lot of things, but the content in the middle was deliberately erased, and the only thing that can be determined is that a battalion of Qing troops broke into Ghost Island in the eleventh year of Yongzheng.

I stretched out my hand and compared the scratches: "This is a hand-scratched mark, who has such strength?"

I was able to grasp the stones with my bare hands before I was poisoned, and how much strength does it take for the way of nature to break through the stones, this general's cultivation is not low.

I turned my head and took off the general's saber from his waist.

To distinguish the status of a general, one is to look at his official uniform, and the other is to look at his sabre. I can't read the armor on the other party's body, but I am a person who understands knives.

The waist knife of the Dengzhou general soldier is extremely simple, but the blade is extremely heavy, not the strength is too strong to be afraid that it can not be easily wielded, this long knife that has been silent for hundreds of years is still cold and dazzling, the cold is pressing, and the word imperial is engraved on the knife body.

Among the three dynasties of Kang, Yongqian, Kangxi, and Qianlong's imperial swords were extremely luxurious, but Yongzheng emphasized simplicity. During the Yongzheng period, the person who can get the emperor's imperial saber must be Yongzheng's confidant minister, this Dengzhou chief military officer worships the second-grade compound, and gets the emperor's imperial sword, which should have an extraordinary background.

But the more this happens, the more frightening it becomes. A general soldier, a sticky pole Bai Tang, a high-level god probe, plus a battalion of soldiers and horses all fell to a desert island, what kind of concept is this?

When I was about to take a closer look at the blade, I suddenly felt that the light above my head was dim, and when he subconsciously looked up, the scorching sun in the sky was already covered by dark clouds, and the day and night on the desert island seemed to suddenly turn around in an instant, and the entire military camp fell into darkness in just a few seconds.

"What's going on today?" Dong Dahai suddenly shouted: "Brother, the tide is rising!

"Fart, where did the tide come from on the top of the cliff?" I was only halfway through my sentence when the waves rushed in the direction of the gate towards the barracks, and the sea really went up the cliff.