"Then I understand! Isn't it easy to speak human words? Han Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you think the place where he appeared was a mausoleum or something?" Han Xing suddenly asked, this is the part it cares about?????? Mummies are resolutely unwanted!

"I don't think so, although he is the patron saint of the pharaoh, and may even be based on a certain heroic pharaoh in Egypt, but he is obviously not the patron saint of the mausoleum, and the statue of Anubis in the mausoleum should be!" The archaeologist, Mr. Yangen, said.

"Can you let me come out and take a good look at it? It's a work of art! Please! Even if it's just a glance! Mr. Jan's voice trembled, as if Gorky had seen a book, and a hungry man had seen bread.

"What? I can't hear it, I'm not very good signal here, rustle, toot toot ?????" Han Xing obviously didn't intend to pay attention to the archaeologist, so he immediately used ventriloquist to make a perfunctory performance, and then "hung up".

In the darkness, Han Xing sent the Devil Terminators to grope the way, only to find a yellow sandstone staircase downward, and there was no end in the flashlight's light.

He decisively let the Devil Terminator walk in front of the "thunder", and he walked behind to play lewd streams, and let three tall bodyguards protect him tightly, and also took out the armor and put it on to ensure that there would be no accidents.

"There is only one life, of course you need to be cautious!" This is Han Xing's survival truth, although it sounds a bit cowardly, but what do dead people have to have the courage to do?

This place is huge, all around is black rumbling, the light of the flashlight can not reach the top, nor can it shine to the end, in this boundless darkness, Han Xing felt extremely depressed and frightened, the white light of the flashlight obviously could not give Han Xing a trace of warmth, but added a sense of coldness and loneliness.

If it weren't for the Devil Terminator guarding him, Han Xing would have collapsed, after all, this staircase was only a few meters wide, and on both sides were bottomless voids, God knows how high it was from the ground! If you fall down, it will definitely turn into a puddle of (ròu) sauce!

After about two minutes, the stairs finally came to an end, and it felt so good to be grounded again! However, although what was in front of him really scared Han Xing, this is a city made of sand and stones, the height of the buildings is between two and three floors, of course, there are also bungalows, and there are some bamboo and wood baskets and baskets scattered on the ground, and there are some things that have turned into sand and decay, such as cloth and food fossils.

These things were scattered on the ground, along with something that looked like rusted metal, along with some crumbling wooden sheds, indicating that this was once a thriving street market?????

"Underground city ruins?" Han Xing scratched his head, completely confused, and the shape of (qíng) in front of him was really terrifying, because this was a city cluster that could barely be seen.

Han Xing had the courage to enter a building, which seemed to be a dwelling, with weathered blankets on the ground, which turned into dust as soon as he stepped on it, and with Han Xing's activities, a large amount of dust rose from the air, making Han Xing's nose itch.

"No one!" Han Xing looked at several rooms in a row, but found nothing, some of the things that originally existed had also weathered and corroded, and turned into mustard powder almost at the touch of a button, there was nothing of value at all, and there were no traces of bones or corpses.

"Maybe it's an abandoned city!" Han Xing thought like this, he was not interested in exploration, in the endless darkness, ran to a dark room, pushed open the doors one by one, and imagined the scene inside, this kind of exciting thing (qíng) Han Xing was not interested in at all! A few more times, he was afraid that he would have a heart attack and die on the spot!

As he walked, Han Xing came to a wide field, where the building said goodbye to Han Xing, he (shēn) was in a dark void, except for the ground under his feet to remind him that he was still in the human world, he couldn't find any other reference. I don't know where the front is, I don't know where the back is, let alone the left and right? Stunned, dazed, and at a loss, this is Han Xing's psychological portrayal at this time.

Even the news from the Devil Terminator was found in nothing, and there was no boundary. Fear once again filled Han Xing's heart, "Could it be the intersection of the yang world and the underworld??????? I've unknowingly walked into the Nether ??????" Han Xing suddenly felt a chill and numbness in his back, and the fear (qíng) quietly occupied Han Xing's heart, making him feel that his legs were as heavy as if they had been filled with lead, and his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

At this moment, the light of his only source of hope, the flashlight, actually began to flicker, one moment on, another time out, the surrounding space became darker and darker, and the darkness had swallowed him for a short time!

"Awesome, flashlight brother! You're a police officer, the elite of flashlights, you can't drop the chain at such a critical moment! Han Xing gently stroked the flashlight in his hand. But when the flashlight went out, it began to get longer and longer, and the light became more and more dim, every time it went out, it made Han Xing scared, and every time it lit up, it made Han Xing gaserate, and Han Xing's heart went up and down.

In the end, the flashlight still fell silent, and there was no longer the slightest meaning to brighten up, and Han Xing (shēn) slapped the flashlight in his hand hatefully in the darkness where he couldn't see his five fingers, "Stupid thing, dead thing!" You light me up! Give me !! I command you to light up! However, Han Xing riveted, endured the pain in his hands, and slapped desperately, the flashlight just didn't mean to be lit at all, "It's not bright, right?" How dare you not light up! You go die, you! As he spoke, Han Xing slammed the flashlight on the ground and hit it a few times with his feet.

At this moment, the flashlight lit up again, but unfortunately Han Xing didn't have time to brake this kick, and as a result, he kicked it out again???????

Han Xing (yù) groped for the flashlight without tears and pleaded humbly: "Brother flashlight, it's me who is wrong, I am wrong!" Please, shine it again! Just once, I'll find you a beautiful socket when you go back, and you're satisfied! What do you want? Three-pin socket or two-pin socket, I'll find it for you! You can give some face! I'd be blind without you! ”

In this kind of black rumbling place, the loss of light almost reduced Han Xing's chances of survival by 80%! I can't help if he is not humble, how do you expect him to grope out with both hands? I don't know which ditch I'm going to get into! Or touch something horrible or disgusting, just thinking about it is suffocating!

A few minutes passed, and these few minutes were extremely difficult for Han Xing, (shēn) in the dark, as if he was an orphan abandoned by the light, his eyes open but he could not see anything, and his spiritual fear was infinitely magnified. If it weren't for the psychic induction from the Devil Terminators around him, he would have almost collapsed.

The flashlight never regained a glimmer of light, which is not surprising, this strong police flashlight has not been charged for more than two years! It's a miracle to be able to continue using it for more than ten minutes!

Gradually, Han Xing felt that the darkness did not seem to be as dark as he imagined, he could actually vaguely see the outline of a tall building in front of him, and this did not seem to be his hallucination, because several demon terminators seemed to have also fed back such information.

"yes, I'm a fucking zombie! I have night vision! Han Xing slapped his brain and suddenly realized. Frankly, he didn't use his night vision, or rather, he lived more like a human than a zombie, and it was almost human instinct to turn on the lights in the dark.

"Hanschel, what the hell is this place, black rumbling, you can't see anything!" Louis XVI's voice rang out again, and he yawned a long time as he spoke.

"You're not sleeping?" Han Xing asked.

"It's early morning, of course, I mean where I'm now!" Louis XVI stretched. "Mary, put out the oil lamp!" Louis XVI said over there.

"What a fool I'm in! 【Riverside District】Of course there are lights! Why should I wait a few minutes! Han Xing sneered, only then did he remember that he was "rich in the world", and it was not easy to find something that glowed?

Han Xing took an oil lamp, the work of Louis XVI's aristocratic scientists, who pressed oily crops such as soybeans and corn, used the residue to feed horses, and used the grease for cooking or making oil lamps for lighting.

Just as Han Xing continued to move forward, suddenly, in an instant, Han Xing noticed that several sparkling fires appeared in the sky, which frightened him. Could it be that there is some mechanism here? Or maybe that's the legendary "ghost fire"! His heart suddenly felt a flurry.

But he suddenly found that if he didn't move, these ghost fires didn't move, and as soon as he moved, these ghost fires also began to move. "Wait, could it be a mirror!" A thought flashed through Han Xing's mind, because in "The Mummy", there was once a scene in which the ancient Egyptians used the shè as a lighting system.

And as he moved forward step by step, closer to the building he vaguely saw, the ghostly fires became larger and larger, and the space around them became brighter and brighter.

As Han Xing expected, these are just the folds (shè) of the oil lamp in his hand in the mirror! And in front of you, is the root of it all, a bronze mirror platform, surrounded by mirrors on three sides. Even the floor was a mirror, and when Han Xing put the oil lamp in his hand on the platform, in an instant, the entire space was lit up!

This underground city, which has endured thousands of years under the cover of darkness and sand, has finally welcomed back the light once again, revealing its true face of Lushan!

The mirror fold (shè) turned a lamp into countless lights, lighting up the entire underground city, and Han Xing had to admire the wisdom of the ancient Egyptians, and dispelled the darkness, which also made Han Xing's depressed heart (qíng) suddenly brighten.