In this way, everyone discussed for an hour, and finally decided to go into the ancient city as soon as possible to have a look. is really forced to be helpless, otherwise who wants to drill into this place where something is obviously wrong?

The old man still didn't wake up, Wen Jin said to put him here to fall asleep first, and when we went in to see, we found that there was a way to go, and it was not too late to turn back to rescue. Otherwise, it will be more sinful to carry him on the road!

I don't know why, since the first time I saw this old man, Wang Shan felt a sense of intimacy in her heart. The indescribable feeling made her, who was already more decisive, inexplicably have a sense of justice to save lives and help the wounded.

So Wang Shan repeatedly asked to take him on the road, otherwise when he came back, what if he woke up halfway and disappeared?

Ding Mo didn't want to leave him alone, so he struggled for a while, and tried to enlighten Wen Jin and said: "If he can wake up, it won't be a bad thing to take him on the road." Think about us here, only he walks the way inside, what if we can't find the way after we go in? ”

"Anyway, I don't want to walk with a wounded man, look at how dirty his clothes are!"

Wen Jin glanced at the old man with disgust, and then felt that what Ding Mo said was not unreasonable, and after a while of silence, he said: "Otherwise, we vote and decide to leave him, please raise your hand and ......." …… All right! If you die, you know that you have long since broken away from the masses and embarked on the dark path of betraying your comrades and betraying your faith...... ”

……

Walking through the foyer, there is indeed a long corridor. The edge of the road is made of whole blocks of masonry, and you can see a row of thick perforations on the symmetrical wall of the corridor at each walk.

In ancient times, these piercings were called laryngeal iliacs, and if the enemy breached the gates, or if the gates were about to be severely damaged, the defenders would order the soldiers to place heavy metal rods on these piercings. In this case, even if the city gate is lost, the enemy army will not be able to drive through the corridor for a short time.

Comparatively speaking, these piercing poles were even stronger than thick gates.

It's just that the road is one foot high and the demon is one foot high, just like Ding Xin said before, there is no impossible defense in this world, and there will be no invulnerable bondage. As long as the enemy sincerely wants to kill you, even if you build a great wall, you will not be able to ensure long-term peace and stability for a lifetime.

The corridor is more than ten meters long, and he didn't find anything wrong along the way, but Ding Mo kept looking around with the old man: "Have you found it?" There are signs of destruction everywhere in this corridor. ”

Wang Shan and Wen Jin also looked around, but they felt that this place was quite tidy.

"I don't know if it's a place of interest hundreds or thousands of years ago, but in this inaccessible place, it can be preserved like this, what else do you want? Think about our Qing Dongling Tomb and think about our Old Summer Palace, do you feel cold? ”

"That's not what I meant!"

Ding Mo suddenly stopped and explained, "Have you found it?" There seem to be a lot of scratches around this corridor, and the scratches run through two or even three stone bricks side by side, indicating that they are not caused by polishing, but by some sharp weapon after being built and cut up continuously! ”

"Yes, but so what?" Wang Shan dropped the old man and touched the scratches on the wall of the corridor, the scratches were staggered, and it was impossible to see whether they were cut intentionally or unintentionally.

However, there are some places where the scars are deep, and if it was the work of the axe, it must have been cut hard with full strength.

Wang Shan didn't have the heart to talk nonsense here, and tirelessly urged: "It's just some scratches, what can it mean?" ”

Wen Jin couldn't see through Ding Mo's worries, Zou frowned, and said, "Yes, what can you say?" The scratches are messy, and there is no artistic content at all. ”

Ding Mo hurriedly explained: "You don't understand. It's not that they don't have artistic content, but they don't have any rules at all. I have seen many such scratches on the walls and inner roads of some ancient relics. Almost the same, they are all left over from the desperate battle between the two armies in ancient times. The appearance here is enough to show that in this place, there have been fierce wars, at least no less than two. Judging by the density of scratches on the walls, the encounters here are ...... very tragic. ”

"This is an ancient city, is it normal to have traces of war?" Wang Shan said casually. But when I think about it, I don't think it's right.

Such an ancient city is very different from the common ancient city,—— it is a tomb city. Who will plunder someone else's grave? And there are still defenders in the tomb who are desperately resisting?

As soon as the location of the crime was changed, the way in which it appeared seemed unbelievable.

Thinking about it, Wang Shan also looked around, and hurriedly dismissed what he had just said: "You mean to say that the construction of this tomb tower is also to resist the military invasion of others?" And has it been used in real time? ”

"If someone really fought here, then forget it, after all, they have all become historical relics, whether it is the invading enemy army or the garrison generals, it has become a thing of the past and will not appear again." Ding Mo swallowed his throat, and his expression was a little uneasy.

"So what are you worried about?" Wang Shan asked incomprehensibly. She always felt that Ding Mo wanted to express something, but she was quite jealous, and she went around and around, but she refused to face the core of the problem. "Is there any other way in which the culprit of these traces of war still exists?"

"What are you talking about?" The more Wen Jin listened, the more confused he became, he looked at Wang Shan and Ding Mo left and right, and asked complainingly: "Are you still leaving?" The old man was half-dead and sunk. ”

"Hopefully my worries are unwarranted!" Ding Mo said something to himself, then took the old man's arm and continued on the road.

Wang Shan was disturbed by Ding Mo's unprovoked words, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that there was something hidden in Ding Mo's words.

Those who want to create these traces of war, what else will they have besides the ancient generals? Could it be that Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng fought here for 300 rounds?

Even so, there are no scum left of the two of them to this day, and we are still worried about a ball!

After thinking about it like this for a while, suddenly a concept appeared in Wang Shan's heart, which was faintly moving, which really made her shudder.

So Wang Shan secretly tugged Ding Mo's arm and asked in a soft voice: "Ding Mo, did you mean just now that it was the 'Yin Army' who was fighting here?" ”

Ding Mo was stunned when he heard this, glared at her and asked, "Why did you think of it?" ”

The Yin Army is an army from the Netherworld. Of course, none of them are alive.

Generally speaking, the ancient kings and princes were convinced that there was such a thing, otherwise why bring so many terracotta warriors and horses to be buried? The intention is to retain supreme military authority after death.

No one knows whether the world after death is too peaceful and peaceful, not only Qin Shi Huang has terracotta warriors, according to the terracotta warriors unearthed in China today, the distribution of the terracotta warriors in the south and north of the world, indicating that in the understanding of the ancients, the concept of the Yin army is widely popular. Even today, there are still many mysterious anecdotes such as the Yin Army's borrowing of the Tao.

Therefore, Wang Shan's suspicion did not come for no reason, thinking about the momentum of the luxury city after the death of the owner of the tomb, it must also be extremely weak and insecure.

Wen Jin saw that Wang Shan and Ding Mo were whispering again, so he pushed the old man to the side unhappily and said, "I said that you two are still finished?" The organization is facing a severe test and going through an extraordinary time, but the two of you are engaged in mysticism at this juncture, and want to leave me alone and divide the living organizational forces? ”

"Wen Jin, where are you talking about this?" Wang Shan hurriedly hugged the old man and complained: "In your eyes, was I born to dig your wall?" ”

Wang Shan said as she helped the old man steady.

At this moment, the old man suddenly shuddered and took a long breath.

When he encountered this, Wang Shan realized that he was about to wake up, and beckoned Wen Jin to help him sit down.