Chapter 68: The Tomb of the Yin Soldier King

This time Wen Hao felt that he was really causing trouble, looking at the thousands of Yin soldiers outside the wooden house, and the number was constantly increasing, at this moment Wen Hao had only one thought: escape.

It's a pity that the Yin soldiers blocked all the roads, and Wen Hao was trapped in the encirclement of the Yin soldiers.

The Yin Soldier Commander who had been injured by Wen Hao was now following behind a burly military general wearing golden armor.

"Boy, you are not small, you dare to make a move against the commander of the Yin soldiers" The golden armor general looked at Wen Hao with a hint of arrogance.

Wen Hao smiled: "It should be a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding" "Misunderstanding, I'm afraid that you did it on purpose, and I will let you die here today"

The golden-armored military general drew the sword at his waist and swung forward: "killing" the Yin soldiers behind him instantly swarmed up.

Wen Hao said in his heart: If you get out, capture the thief and capture the king first

Thinking of this, Wen Hao's hands flashed with electric arcs, and then Wen Hao spun in a circle, and the Yin soldiers who were close around were under the arc, and all their souls were scattered.

The golden armor general looked at it and said in surprise: "I didn't expect that it would also be an electric shock technique."

Wen Hao ignored the golden armor general, and directly hit the golden armor general with an arc of lightning.

The golden armor general hurriedly dodged, although the golden armor general dodged, but the two guards behind him were not so lucky, and were directly hit by the arc, and two wisps of green smoke rose.

The golden armor general was furious: "Give me arrows" The archers immediately began to fire arrows at Wen Hao.

Wen Hao hurriedly hid in the wooden house, and the sound of "aggressiveness" continued, and arrows shot all over the periphery of the wooden house.

"Damn, there are so many Yin soldiers, what should I do?" Wen Hao hid in the wooden house, constantly thinking about countermeasures in his mind.

The wounded Yin Soldier Commander spoke at this time: "Dashuai, that guy is hiding in the wooden house, is he rushing in?"

The golden armor general scolded: "Idiot, that guy is electrified all over, do you want to die?" Now you can only attack from afar"

"Keep firing the arrows, I'll see how long he can hide," the golden-armored general ordered the archers behind him again.

Wen Hao hid in the wooden house, and when he heard the order of the golden armor general outside, he really had a big head: "What should I do?" Slay the dragon can't summon it, damn bastard"

Wen Hao stretched out his hand into his arms, looked at the dozens of talismans he had left, and said in his heart: Ya, throw it out at once.

As soon as he thought of it, he activated the talisman, and Wen Hao raised his hand and threw all the talismans out of the window of the wooden house.

"Fu Zheng, Maoshan Fu Zheng, this guy is from Maoshan?" The Golden Armor General said as he looked at the Yin Soldier Commander.

The Yin Soldier Commander hurriedly said: "Yes, he is a disciple of Maoshan" "Slap" The Golden Armor General slapped the Yin Soldier Commander in the face: "Bastard, don't you know that the king has ordered that there must be no friction with the people of Maoshan?" ”

"Stop firing arrows," the golden-armored general yelled at the Yin soldiers behind him.

Wen Hao had already heard the words of the golden armor generals outside in the house, but he didn't dare to be careless, he still hid inside, although the talisman did not cause harm to the Yin soldiers outside, but it attracted the attention of the Yin Shuai.

"The Taoist chief inside, I'm sorry, we made peace, I don't know you are a disciple of Maoshan, this is a misunderstanding" The golden armor general said to the house.

Wen Hao was a little skeptical, but the arrows had stopped, and Wen Hao slowly poked his head out and looked out of the room through the window.

When he saw the golden armor military general standing outside the house, Wen Hao said in his heart: Could it be that the name of the Maoshan faction is so good, go out and have a look.

Thinking of this, Wen Hao slowly opened the door of the wooden house and walked out, and when the golden armor general saw Wen Hao come out, he immediately arched his hand and said: "Dao Chang is frightened, all this is a misunderstanding"

Wen Hao looked at the golden armor general with a questioning gaze, "Haha, don't be surprised, everything here is related to the Maoshan faction, you and I go to see the king, you will know everything" Wen Hao heard the words of the golden armor general, and asked suspiciously: "See your king?" ”

The golden armor general nodded and said, "Yes, we are under the jurisdiction of King Qin" "King Qin? Wen Hao looked at the golden armor general with a surprised gaze.

The golden armor general nodded: "I am Gan Mao, the general of the Qin State" "Gan Mao, this name is so familiar, didn't you not accompany the funeral?" Wen Hao's doubts made Gan Mao laugh: "How can the people of later generations know all the things of their predecessors"

Wen Hao nodded, didn't say anything more, Gan Mao smiled: "Let's go!" Come with me to the king."

Wen Hao nodded: "Okay, I'll go with you" Wen Hao at this moment is also gambling, after all, in a desperate situation, he has only this way to choose.

Following Gan Mao's turn from east to west, he finally came to an extremely luxurious tombstone, Wen Hao looked at the tombstone and said in his heart: It seems that everything here, the archaeological team has not yet intervened.

Gan Mao walked to the tombstone and knelt down on one knee: "See the king, there are descendants of Maoshan here"

Gan Mao's voice fell, and the tombstone seemed to have spiritual power, and a puff of green smoke turned into a green dragon state, surrounding the tombstone, and then the tombstone opened a door.

A voice came from inside the tomb: "Bring him in" "Order" Gan Mao got up, turned to Wen Hao and said, "Dao Chief, please come in"

Wen Hao watched Gan Mao make a gesture of inviting in, and stepped directly into the door opened by the tombstone.

It's a long and narrow passage again, Wen Hao said in his heart: Could it be that these passages are all man-made, all the same passages, hey~

After entering the tomb, Wen Hao was the only one, and Gan Mao did not follow in.

Wen Hao walked for nearly fifteen minutes, and the passage became wider, and steps appeared.

"If you can walk up these ninety-nine steps, it proves that you are indeed a disciple of Maoshan," a deep voice sounded in the tomb.

Hearing the deep voice, Wen Hao said in his heart: Could it be that this is where the Yin Soldier King is, or is it on the steps? Who is this Yin Soldier King? It can't be King Qin.

Thinking of this, Wen Hao didn't think much about it, since he came, he always had to find out.

Wen Hao began to step on the steps, walked up the six or seven steps, without any discomfort, and Wen Hao continued to go up.

When he walked to the twentieth step, Wen Hao obviously felt a pressure, and the person who was pressed was a little suffocated.

Wen Hao continued to walk up against this pressure, and every step seemed to be pressed on Wen Hao exponentially.

Wen Hao, who was panting, rested for a few minutes, looked at the still long stairs, and continued to climb up.

When he reached the twentieth floor, Wen Hao was already sweating, "Damn, it's so difficult, how to get there"

Sweat dripping like rain, Wen Hao gritted his teeth and continued to go up, and when he reached the thirtieth floor, Wen Hao's feet couldn't be lifted, and he actually sat on the steps with his butt in his ass, panting heavily.

"Damn, who designed the steps, how can the pressure increase exponentially every time you go up, is this the truth of geometric multiplication" Excessive physical exertion, Wen Hao sat on the steps and rested for nearly half an hour, and did not go up again.

Glancing around, Wen Hao said in his heart: This kind of pressure is like a kind of pressure on the heart, the higher you go, the more difficult it is to breathe, which naturally increases the difficulty of going up.

After Wen Hao stayed for half an hour, he discovered some secrets of the pressure, but he couldn't find a solution.

"What should I do?" Wen Hao, who locked his eyebrows, still didn't come up with a suitable method.

At this time, although I rested for half an hour, I was under pressure while resting, and my physical strength was equivalent to not recovering.

"No matter, keep climbing, see if you can recruit the dragon slay" Wen Hao ignored the fatigue of his whole body and continued to go up, but now Wen Hao almost climbed up, and it was difficult for the whole person to stand upright.

With perseverance, Wen Hao used both hands and feet, and finally climbed to the fiftieth floor.

Looking at the steps in front of him, Wen Hao sighed and said: There are still forty-nine steps, how can you go up!

Just when Wen Hao was helpless, the deep voice sounded again: "If you can't go up, you will only have to die in the end."

The voice fell, and the stairs that Wen Hao had walked earlier began to slowly disappear.

"Damn, how can this be, it's hard to ride a tiger, there is only one way up" Wen Hao looked at the disappearing staircase, extremely depressed.

Wen Hao gritted his teeth: "You girl, Lao Tzu will definitely be able to go up" and then Wen Hao continued to climb up.

It's just that every time he climbs a step now, it's like spending all his strength, and every time he climbs a step, Wen Hao has to stop and rest, and after climbing five steps, Wen Hao took half an hour.

By the time Wen Hao climbed to the sixtieth step, Wen Hao felt that his body was no longer his own, and his whole body was deformed by the pressure.

"Do I want to die here, thinking that I am wise and martial, and dying here is too aggrieved" Wen Hao had difficulty speaking, and the voice he made was only heard by himself.