Chapter 321: The Secret of the Wasteland
"I heard that you made a cannon, so you have to be careful when you put it off, so as not to hurt Tiantian." Ye Chuchu listened to Sun Hui's words, remembered the "cupola cannon" he had just seen in the school field, and hurriedly said.
"Well, you really have to be careful when you hit Xingqing Mansion." Sun Hui replied.
"By the way, about your going to fight the Western Xia this time, I also asked him, whether he can succeed, whether there are any twists and turns, he said that this battle will be won, just pay attention to the treasures of the Western Xia people, there are things we need." Ye Chuchu said again.
"What treasures can there be in that poor place in Western Xia?" Sun Hui said disapprerovingly.
"It's hard to say, since he wants us to pay attention, maybe there are good things, have you forgotten the underground ruins we encountered in the Soviet Union last time? I can't help but refer to this, maybe there will be something similar in Western Xia. Ye Chuchu reminded Sun Huidao.
"Yes, it's very likely." Sun Hui suddenly remembered something, "You have to pay attention to it when the time comes." By the way, maybe those Christian warriors from the West in the Kingdom of Jin are looking for these things. β
"I heard Sanniang say, she said that she went to investigate this matter, and I heard her say that you want me to stay in Jingshi, I want to go with her to investigate, and by the way, inquire about Lili's whereabouts, what do you think?" Ye Chuchu asked.
"It's okay, but Jingshi still needs to be guarded, you'd better not leave easily, if you have to go, remember to go and come back quickly, don't forget that we still have a potential enemy here that hasn't been eliminated." Sun Hui told her.
"I know, I'll pay attention, don't worry." Ye Chuchu said.
At this time, neither Sun Hui nor Ye Chuchu knew that the people they just talked about had quietly started to act.
Wasteland, deep mountains.
There is a treasure trove and its guardians, and the mountain is full of bones and armor left behind by adventurers trying to grab the treasure. The rotting bones in the sunlight are not terrifying, because the treasures make everything around them shine.
The treasure is located in a cave. The air here is thin, lonely and desolate, and there is no way to find out who he is, where he came from and where he went, but the treasures left behind have survived to this day. These eternal treasures are priceless, guarded by inhuman monsters who wait with great patience for their masters' returns.
How many people are eager to move on the treasure, but after they "communicate" with the monster, they all die unexpectedly, and there is no return. So no one dared to do this delusion again.
Now there are two more people who covet the treasure in spite of the lessons of the past. The big man has blond hair, great strength, a big voice, broad shoulders, and a body like an iron tower; And the little man has bright eyes, quick reflexes, and sharp teeth. Neither of them wanted to die in vain.
"I've decided to act tomorrow."
"Are things ready?"
"You know we've put everything in there," the big man whispered, "and we've got to make it." β
"What if it doesn't work? What if something happens? β
"I have a way of dealing with that stuff."
The little man laughed dryly and said, "Friend, there are bones all over there, don't leave your bones behind." β
"Are you pushing me back?"
"I'm just discussing issues realistically."
The big man shook his head and said slowly: "If you were a realistic Oriental, then you wouldn't come to participate in such a stupid thing, only people with pure faith would do this." His big hand paused in the air and suddenly grabbed the little man's wrist, "You're not going to back down, are you?" Even if I die, will you continue to do it? β
"Of course."
"Really? I'm afraid you're as timid as all the little men. As soon as I die, you'll probably run away desperately, won't you? β
"No, I'm going to learn from your mistakes," said the little man angrily, "let go of your hand!" He stroked his aching wrist and sat back in his chair, took a sip of his wine and raised his glass with a smile, "Cheers to success!" β
"Yes, for the treasure!"
"I wish you a long and 100th birthday!"
"Each other, each other!"
"I hope so," said the little man, "I wish!" β
The little man did have doubts, and although he knew that the big man was nimble and equipped with powerful tools, many of them also went with tools and ended up dying in the wasteland. They agreed that the big man would go first, and if he succeeded, he would get twice as much as the small one; If he dies, the little one will take over.
It was a sleepless night, and the little man tossed and turned. Before dawn he looked again at the parchment drawings, which had been painted by someone more than a hundred years ago, and whose bones were now weathered here, but the drawings had survived and were sold for high prices on the black market.
The drawings are unusually clear: the "guard" in front of the treasure house is tall, with a clumsy beastly body and a human-like head, and behind him is the treasure house gate, where you can see a mountain of peerless treasures. As for what lies in the depths of the cave, it is up to each individual to imagine.
There is very little information on this, except that anyone with a weapon will be killed by the "guards" as soon as they approach. The unarmed man can walk a certain distance until he is ordered to stop. The "Guardian" never kills immediately, it always waits and observes the opponent's actions, and whenever the opponent is slightly hostile, it will strike decisively.
And they are ready to take advantage of this to destroy the "Guardians" and seize the treasure.
They entered the cave.
The cave was not tortuous, and even very spacious, but the corpses were all over it, and there was a set of ancient armor left at the feet of the little man, and there was a huge hole in the front chest of the armor, and the little man could not help but shudder when he imagined how this man died.
After about a hundred steps forward, a "guard" appeared.
The big man and the little man held their breath almost at the same time, raised their hands, and signaled to each other that they were not carrying weapons.
The "Guard" walked up to them and looked at them carefully, its face obscured by a large bronze mask, and it was not clear to see, except for a pair of huge red eyeballs that kept turning and looking at them.
The big man boldly took a step forward, untied the shovel from his waist and placed it at his feet, and the "guard" watched his movements with a heavy gasping sound.
The "Guard" leaned down, and the bronze mask gradually approached the big man's face, and the big man felt the beast-like aura, and his heart beat violently.
The "guard" examined him for a few moments before straightening up and pointing to the cave behind him, signaling that he could go over. The big man couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised when he saw the "guard" let him go, and dispelled the idea of using the "secret medicine" given to him by the Taoist priest from the East, and walked over quicklyβhe was already able to see the treasure.