I looked at him with a puzzled mind, not knowing what he wanted to do.

He also looked carefully at the two terracotta warriors on the left and in the center with their fingers broken, and then seemed to think for a while before stepping into a road on the right.

When I passed by the first terracotta warrior, I "clucked" again.

"Damn, are you still breaking it?"

"No, you can't break it." As he spoke, he had already snapped the fingers off the second terracotta.

"Why are you having trouble with the fingers of these warriors?"

"Listen to me, if you break them one by one like this, you might be able to figure out what the problem is."

His method is simple and crude, and I think his principle may be to break all the way through, so that it is the same as placing markers along the road, but can it really work? If we go back to this fork in the road, it doesn't make much sense.

It hurts me to let him destroy the cultural relics so much, especially such exquisite figurines, but the living can't let the urine suffocate to death, so I can only acquiesce to his approach first.

Xiao Shirong was really hysterical, I looked at his bruised waist all the way, he didn't let go of a single terracotta warrior all the way, and he didn't let us interfere in order not to make a mistake, so this time, we walked relatively slowly.

Despite the toss, as I expected, we once again returned to the starting point of the three forks in the road, and at this moment, Xiao Shirong was also a little embarrassed.

"All three holes are back here, but we didn't see a fork in the road when we came here, which doesn't make sense at all." He himself muttered there.

Now we can agree that something is wrong.

"Could it be that what hit the wall?" I asked him.

"No, this place doesn't look like it's unclean, and it doesn't seem to be like this if you hit the wall, so at most let's go around in circles, but three different roads back to the same starting point, why is that?"

"Either or we'll turn around and walk backwards."

"Well, that's what I thought, too."

The reason why we went backward was also a helpless move, because we couldn't move forward.

But Xiao Shirong obviously had the same concerns as me, and he asked me, "Do you think we will go back to the stone man, or will we go back to this fork in the road?"

"I think...... I will not say anything, lest the crow's mouth beak. ”

The terracotta warriors here have all been fingers broken, they are all Xiao Shirong's masterpieces just now, we walked and observed carefully, and there was indeed no fork in the road. But it wasn't long before we peeked out of the hole – and we were back at the fork in the road.

The only consolation is that we do come out of the one on the right. But at this time, we also found that the fingers of the terracotta warriors in the "coming way" at this time were not broken off. In other words, this is not the same path as the one we just walked, and we did not turn back. But the three entrances look the same.

Siu Sai Wing and I were of the same opinion, and we continued to walk back.

Sure enough, we managed to get out of the hole in the middle and then on the left, and finally walked back to the stone man ruins. However, when we look back, the terracotta warriors with broken fingers in each hole are still Xiao Shirong's masterpieces.

We sat down on the pile of gravel figures and began to wonder what the hell was going on. Why does it turn around when you go forward, but come out when you go back?

"I think the order in which we came out shows that we have not gone back." Xiao Shirong said one of his subordinates.

"Well said, and then?" Xiao Shirong asked, "Then why was the finger broken?" Did someone break it before us? ”

"No way, there's no way anyone else coming in here." I say.

The subordinate then said, "Is that difficult, is this really not clean?"

Xiao Shirong shook his head: "You have to think about it, who built it here." Why should the ovary put the soul of another person in the grave of his master, afraid that he will be lonely? ”

"Let's take a closer look," I said, taking a bite of what I had eaten, "and I think he has a point, and the fact that we were able to walk back so easily shows that he didn't trap us." So let's say we don't go back, the only question is why their fingers seem to have been broken off by us. ”

Just when I didn't know how to pick it up, the "great historian" suddenly took a self-pat on the thigh and said, "I see, it's an illusion!"

"Illusion?" Several people, including me, asked almost in unison.

"It's a trick." Xiao Shirong said.

The "great historian" continued: "I should have thought that it was illusion, there were many illusionists in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period in history, and it is not surprising that the ovary would be so handy." The terracotta warriors here may not all be terracotta, and the broken fingers may not all be broken, but they just look so ......"

He seemed to be about to talk endlessly, but Xiao Shirong was the first to interrupt him: "Okay, don't say it's useless, just tell me how to crack it." Even if it looks fake, we can't try them one by one, right? ”

"As far as I know, illusion is also a kind of spell, there must be a person or object who casts the spell, if it is like what you just said, there is no one else here and nothing else, and the old man in the ovary has been gone for so long, the spell must be an object, we just need to destroy it."

"Objects? Really? "I was very skeptical.

"It must be, the ovary is attached to something with its own illusion spell, and we will only be fascinated by the illusion after we come in."

"Something? When we just came in...... That steam engine? I asked him.

"No way, no matter how good the steam engine is, it can only provide mechanical energy, and it must be something else that sustains the illusion." Xiao Shirong said.

So what else? It can't be that one, right? That beast is too unreliable, and it can't be a stone man here, what else is there? We didn't seem to have anything else when we came in.

"It's not here." Xiao Shirong said.

"Do you mean, he's some kind of treasure?" I asked the "great historian".

"Maybe, what can absorb aura must not be an ordinary thing, maybe a treasure."

"Then there are more babies in those ear chambers just now, do we want to find them one by one?"

"No, they're neither. The real treasures are aura, and those things are just treasures. ”

I nodded, we really didn't see anything aura along the way. So the question is, "We don't know what it is, we don't know where it is, how are we going to fix it?"

"Well, that's a good thing to say, but illusion is not enough, and the lethality is the most limited. We just need to be able to stay out of it. ”

"Wait, you mean it, I think I've encountered it!" Only then did I remember that when I got this nightmare pearl by chance, I was also blinded by it, and I had a lot of hallucinations, and I couldn't even see the sun.

I told them about this experience, and the great historian nodded: "It's a meaning, but it's ......."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Shirong said impatiently: "Since you are the most experienced, then hurry up and think of a way."

"Hey, Lao Tzu is not a fairy, last time there was a capable person, and I solved the treasure to get out of the predicament. Do you have what it takes to give me a touch? ”

There was silence, and it was clear that no one knew what to do. I still remember the method of dealing with the Nightmare Bead at that time, and my heart and liver are still trembling, and my back is full of cold sweat, which is too disgusting. Hopefully I don't have to struggle like this here and now.

No one spoke, and I didn't bother to talk about it, so I walked over to the three caves and began to observe them again.

If it's really just an illusion to make them look the way we think they are, then the Terracotta Warriors in the middle and to the right of this first fork should still have their fingers there.

I walked over and poked at the empty place in the middle of the road with the intention of verifying. The moment it poked, although it looked like it was poking the air, it was actually very strong.

Now, I have the bottom in my heart. It seems that he didn't want to hurt us, otherwise, just using the visual problem would have been enough to put the intruder to death. Maybe setting up such a mechanism is also waiting for me to break it, so that other entrants will be able to retreat.

So, how do you crack it? That's the biggest problem in front of me. I take a closer look at these terracotta warriors, colors? It's unified. Arrangement? It's very regular. Expression? It's all very serious. So where are the clues?

Xiao Shirong was still sitting on the stone man and was unhappy to move. After all, the historian got along better with me, and came over with two other people who didn't show their faces very much, and watched with oil lamps.

Then the four of us looked at it for a long time, and we didn't find anything wrong. Perhaps, there is nothing mysterious in this.

I still have the sword in my hand that came in and came from the terracotta warriors, and to be honest, I was very tired from taking it all the way, but the feeling of holding it in my hand was that I couldn't put it down. I turned the sword in my hand and stuck it directly into the ground, like a crutch, and leaned on it to save my strength.

The great historian looked at me and said with a slight jokingness, "You are really a bit of a tyrannical thing."

"There's no way, there's no demon here who needs my help, as the saying goes, the birds are all gone, the good bow is hidden, and the demons are destroyed, and the gods are useless."

Several of Xiao Shirong's subordinates were amused by my remarks. Only Xiao Shirong, with a serious face, stared at my hand, thoughtfully.

"Young Master Xiao, what do you want?" I asked him.

"Weapons, swords."

"Sword? What happened to the sword? I pulled the sword out of the ground again, and it was even a little dazzling in the oil light.

Xiao Shirong shook his head, used the light to re-shine the three caves of the terracotta warriors, and then said, "What is the use of asking you?" I don't see it. ”