If I had known that such a thing would have happened, I would never have ventured to investigate the ruins of the Eight Eyes Tenzun and the Ancient Kingdom of Yoro.

The hand holding the pen trembled slightly, and the sunlight outside the window shone on the grassland with a dark green color.

If only everything was as rosy as the story I wrote, the squad leader and the fat man escaped from the lair of the man in black.

And I willingly fell into the abyss and couldn't extricate myself.

Lying on the ground covered with grass and panting, I have been feeling that my physical condition is far worse than before.

The tent burning beside him emitted bursts of scorching fire, and he couldn't help but recall in his mind that he was mixed with those heavy metal liquids when he was alchemy by Dading.

Is it that since then, my body has been infected with some kind of serious illness, like lung cancer looming in my mind?

seems to be in response to the old saying, the hemp rope is broken in detail, and bad luck only haunts the hard-working people.

Seeing that the previous mystery has not yet been solved, I am involved in a new turmoil, but this time I have a vague premonition that everything will come to an end.

The leader of the men in black must know something, he must be so desperate to find the ruins of the ancient kingdom of Yelang, it must be because of some earth-shattering secret.

I remained motionless until dawn, and by the time I struggled to get up, the grass around me had been burned to ashes.

The pistol was stuck in my waist, and although there were only five bullets left, it was undoubtedly the most important hole card at the critical moment.

I picked up my backpack and followed the direction of the man in black, and found a lot of rubble buried in the underground soil again, but I didn't see any remains belonging to the ancient kingdom of Yoro.

In the whole group of ruins, it seems that the king and all the people have disappeared from the world within half a month.

In the distance, the sound of birdsong could be heard from time to time in the dense jungle of the high mountains and forests, but the footprints left by the black-clothed team suddenly became much shallower.

I looked closely at the marks on the ground and finally found a shoe cover that had fallen on the ground, and my heart sank.

It must have been the previous gunfire that aroused their vigilance, so everyone changed to measures that left no trace.

After walking a few more steps in the direction in front of him, when he finally lost the clue of the man in black, he seemed to find a ravine with a steep slope under the mountain range in the distance in front of him.

And when I finally made it there, the slippery mud under my feet almost made me steady, and my body fell.

At the critical moment, I hurriedly reached out and grabbed a raised rock, and something unusual seemed to be in the ravine at my feet.

I couldn't see the outline of the white flowers, and when I finally slid down the hill with great difficulty, I was instantly shocked by the sight in front of me.

It turns out that this is the so-called ruins of the real Yoro Ancient Kingdom, and a large plain area is hidden in the distance surrounded by mountains.

The white stone pillars and ruins protruding from the ground seem to have witnessed the decline and rise of this mysterious ancient country.

The ruins that can be seen everywhere have been washed away by the rain and revealed their original appearance, and they are engraved with mysterious small seal characters, which have been painstakingly translated.

The content in it turned out to be all about Taoism and national fortunes and other sectarian texts.

The ruins that I stepped on seemed to belong to a mysterious sect in the palace of the ancient kingdom at that time.

Due to the passage of time, the palace and the houses have completely collapsed, leaving only a few foundations.

The sunlight splashed on the smooth stone face, reflecting bursts of light, and some people couldn't open their eyes.

At that moment, a strange discovery on the ground caught my attention in an instant.

It's a mysterious text inscribed on the ground, and it's even mixed with Taoist symbols and a language I've never seen before.

The raised stone bricks were carved with ancient patterns, and he was about to leave when he saw that the words could not be translated.

But I vaguely found that there seemed to be something hidden under the two-finger-wide gap between the floor tiles.

Seeing this, he hurriedly used a dagger to carefully pry open the stone layer above, and there was indeed an iron box the size of a human head hidden inside.

This square box is similar in size to the radiation box he found in the underground Japanese army treasure warehouse in Xiangxi.

I couldn't help but associate the two in my heart, and I was so frightened that I threw the box out.

Until the iron box hit the ground with a crisp sound, and the rust on it also fell completely after shaking.

And when he opened the box carefully, there was nothing like radiation or anything like it hidden.

Inside, there was just an irregular black ore, a stone that looked a little ubiquitous, and many fine lines could be seen on closer inspection.

It glows with an eerie black sheen in the sunlight.

For a moment, I thought if this could be something that had been stored here thousands of years ago, before the ancient kingdom of Yoro was completely gone.

But why is such a stone hidden under the stone bricks of the ruins of the Jongmyo Temple?

Seeing that he couldn't see any clues, he temporarily put the stone and the iron box in his backpack, and maybe he would be able to discover the hidden secrets of it if he had a chance.

In the distance, hundreds of large and small stone piles spread to the end of the ravine, and the dark clouds overhead seemed to be about to rain again.

The rainy weather in the past few days has made the roads in the mountains and forests muddy, and I am thinking about whether to set up my tent first and find a place to shelter from the rain.

In the distance, he found the traces left by the group of men in black again, this time it turned out to be a food bag and half a ham sausage.

And many dense footprints continued to the depths of the ravine.

I saw that I was getting closer and closer to them, and in order to prevent accidents, I simply pulled out the pistol on my waist and held it tightly in my hand.

Vigilantly following his footsteps, little by little, came into the forest leading to the ravine.

Because of its deep depression, the vegetation and trees here are obviously more verdant than in other places, but the monstrous trees block out the sun.

After walking into the woods, the whole sky completely darkened, and there was an indescribable unease.

At this moment, I found a tall stone tablet in the woods, which was also engraved with Taoist characters and ancient symbols that I had never seen before.

As I went deeper, I gradually found that such strange symbols were all over the ruins of the ancient kingdom of Yelang, could it be said that this country belonging to the Qin and Han dynasties invented its own writing and language.

It sounds ridiculous, but it's not entirely impossible.

"Boom."

A violent thunderclap exploded from the clouds, and it was the afternoon when the dark clouds in the ravine had gathered more and more, and finally a torrential downpour had fallen.

Raindrops the size of beans slapped on the face, quickly eroding not only the clothes, but also the supplies in the backpack.

Seeing this, I set up a tent adjacent to the stone monument, trying to wait for the rain to stop and continue walking, but I did not expect that the continuous torrential rain continued until midnight with the thunder.