Isn't the person at the bottom of the stairs the beggar I met in the Nanchuan antique store a few days ago? Although he has changed his outfit, he is still unkempt, and he is still holding the statue in his hand! It's incredible that he's lame and alone in this place! In this claustrophobic environment, one has to think of a question: is he a human or a ghost?

Everyone involuntarily gathered together, and the mouse suddenly stopped me and said, "You see his expression is very strange." "Rats are mixed in the rivers and lakes all year round, and they naturally have a set of words and looks. I noticed the look on the man's face. His honest body clearly wanted to lean over, why did he dare not step forward with fear on his face, so where did his fear come from? I looked around, and there were just four of us on the steps - fellow countryman, don't be afraid, the four of us are all great good citizens. He paid no attention to us on the steps, staring at the darkness behind me, not knowing what was being said. I wondered what he was doing, and I followed his gaze and looked behind me, and there was chaos except for Da Ding. The old dragon tried to check the back of the ding, and it didn't take long to hear him sigh "my god".

What's going on! It can also provoke our old dragon to speak English. I went up and took a look...... Oh my God! In the darkness lurked a huge statue, as tall as a four-story building. The statue leans over, the six outstretched minions grasp the knives, bows, axes, and all kinds of weapons, and the beast horns and human faces are open with bloody mouths, which has both the majesty of the world and the ferocity that devours heaven and earth.

"This ...... Lao Liao, this thing..... This big brother is ...... "The old dragon has already stuttered." Standing at its feet and looking up at the statue, his ears were filled with an earth-shattering roar, which invisibly oppressed people. In particular, the eyes are not afraid to look directly even though they are stone statues.

"This is Chiyou." I steadied myself, and I felt those eyes staring straight at me.

"Who?"

"Chiyou! The ancient god of war is also known as the lord of war, you play so many games, you haven't heard of his name? I explained. I used to persuade Lao Long to read more books, and I haven't even heard of the name of Xuan You, are you still Chinese?

"Is it the legendary Yellow Emperor vs. Chi Youli?" The old dragon is still confirming. I nodded. The old dragon continued to ask, "What does it mean to set up an image of his old man here?" ”...... Can we not ask these kinds of idiot questions next time, you ask me, then who should I ask. This statue of Chiyou is somewhat similar to the king who ruled Taiping in the legend of Baiyuntan, and the cruel ruler who is said by the people is Chiyou.

It's still a mess on my side, and there's something wrong with the rat side - the beggar has run away again. The mouse looked at Chaoyang Jun, and it was inconvenient to chase him, so he could only watch him run away. Our own bean curd didn't blow cold, and we still care about other people's porridge? Besides, how did he go out alone in this big mountain...... Wait a minute, so how did he get in? "Ge Laozi, we must find that cub! If he can get in, he'll know how to get out! As I spoke, I led the group in the direction of the beggar's escape.

Before we could take a few steps, the mouse asked us if we had any strange smells. Chaoyang Jun echoed that he also smelled a strange smell. I raised my nose and sniffed, except for the rotten musty smell of something. "You don't have a problem with your sense of smell...... Before I finished speaking, Chaoyangjun pulled my sleeve and asked me to look to the side, saying that the stone tablet next to me moved. His words made the whole team instantly quiet.

I glanced at the stele he was talking about, and it didn't move. We're all on the field, can we create a good atmosphere? I comforted Chaoyangjun and said, "Your glasses are broken, where can you still see clearly." Also, I need to reiterate that there are no ghosts and gods in this world, and I hope that everyone will still take science as the criterion and not spread terrorist information. ”

"Then what's going on with the Tears and Blood Army written on the stele just now?" Chaoyangjun immediately asked rhetorically.

Hey! You're raising the bar! The Tear and Blood Army or something is just a legend, and such a miraculous rumor is just a topic of conversation after dinner, and some people still believe it. Who of you present has ever seen the Tear and Blood Army, if there is a Tear and Blood Army in this world, then Xiao Mo will be ruined and killed? I am determined to correct Chaoyangjun's erroneous thinking. Unexpectedly, a dark shadow flashed from the side.

"Who!" The old dragon was so frightened that he turned into a rooster voice. His voice had not stopped, and the beggar was already standing in front of us. The beggar held the idol in one hand and gestured with the other, and his mouth still didn't understand a whining sound - what a name! You are haunted by us, and I can endure it, we really can't understand a word of what you say!

We looked at the beggar pointing fingers in front of us with a bewildered expression. Suddenly, Chaoyang-kun also began to learn to whine as a beggar - didn't anyone tell you that imitating a disabled person is immoral. I was about to interrupt Chaoyangjun's impoliteness, but I didn't expect this kid to collapse to the ground like mud...... Aha! What kind of routine are you kid playing?

I was about to lean over to check on the situation, when the old dragon slapped me on the back sharply, and I couldn't hear what he was trying to say—I said, what are you going to do, this deaf and dumb is contagious? Before I could say anything, the mouse lifted me up, gritted his teeth in my ear and said, "Jing Ke, this is a big deal...... " As he spoke, he motioned for me to look at the stone tablet in front of the right......

Ooh! I didn't expect this place to be really lively, except for us and the beggars.

There was a person standing next to the stele, his clothes were all strips, more depressed than the beggar in front of us, his face was gloomy like a dead man who had just been buried, and his skin was no different from the zombie in a zombie movie. He's staring at us with blood in his eyes—what the hell is this! My mind flashed through the inscription I had just read—isn't this a army of tears! I suddenly felt that the crotch of my pants was damp, and my legs began to disobey me, if it wasn't for the rat holding me up, I'm afraid I would have followed the steps of Chaoyangjun.

"Old ...... Lao Liao, we are ...... now Now what's the ...... Do. "The old dragon's teeth are already beating up and down. There was a buzz in my head, and my heart said that we had to be here today. The mouse took out the knife he was carrying, signaled that it couldn't be done, and then fight. Patchwork? Didn't you listen to the lecture in class just now, this thing is not afraid of knives and guns at all. Now it's not aggressive, so why should we provoke it. In my opinion, it is better to have thirty-six plans, and go for the upper plan.

Seeing that the monster didn't make the slightest movement, it was also a lot of relief, and we gently took two steps back. When I turned around, I only felt that the sky had fallen, and our retreat had been blocked! A few steps away stood a few men, all in tatters, staring at us with blood-soaked eyes and twisted smiles on their faces, as if they were looking at a delicious meal. I subconsciously touched my buttocks, what are you trying to do by sneaking up behind us?

The old dragon was just about to speak, but was covered by a mouse. I saw that his eyes gradually became dull, and he wanted to follow in the footsteps of Chaoyang Jun. I gritted my teeth and supported him hard: "Si Long! You give Lao Tzu a male erection! There is already one lying on the ground, and if you throw these two hundred catties of meat on the ground again, we are not responsible for carrying you out. ”

The beggar had no intention of running away, but was crying frantically in place, disturbing the people. The mouse grabbed the knife in his hand and said, "Jing Ke, I'm afraid this road is not easy today." I'll do it first, and you'll see if you can get out. "I said in my heart that one is faint on the ground, and one is paralyzed on the body, where can I still run out. I secretly fumbled the folding shovel into my bag, and if there was an accident, I would simply fight here.

I patted the old dragon on the face and asked him if he could still take care of himself. The old dragon slowed down and said quietly: "It's still inconvenient to move." ”

"What do you mean, you should lean on me and be comfortable! Why is it inconvenient? Are you here for the big aunt? "I have always despised the behavior of the old dragon who dropped the chain at such a critical moment.

The old dragon was particularly shy and said, "It's the same as that...... Almost. My Pants ...... Pants...... Pants ...... "What does this pants have to do with inconvenient movement, I looked down and saw that Lao Long's pants were already wet...... Well, I got it.

"Jing Ke! Run! "The old dragon is still hypocritical, and the rat has already made a move. I saw the knife in his hand fly through the door of the monster's face, and before I could react, he had already rushed forward with a folding shovel. I left the old dragon behind, picked up the folding shovel and followed. I have to say that the ancients' record of the Tear and Blood Army is quite realistic - the monster with a knife stuck in the door, still recklessly facing the mouse, grabbed the shovel swung by the mouse.

Ge Laozi, this thing has a lot of strength! As soon as the other party made a move, the mouse was obviously at a disadvantage. I slapped the monster on the head with all my might, and if it had been left alone, it would have opened its head, but it was not affected in the slightest, and clung to the mouse's shovel desperately. The mouse took advantage of the situation and kicked the monster in the crotch, and I saw that I was overpowered. That monster didn't care about this kind of damage, and even laughed stupidly at the mouse, looking very proud.

"Get out of the way! Lao Tzu fights with him! With a loud shout behind him, the old dragon had already slammed himself into it as a cannonball. I didn't expect to mix garlic under my feet as soon as I stepped together, and I fell under my feet with a snap.

…… This fall must be more painful than the mouse's severed grandson's foot.

Where can I care about the old dragon, and immediately slashed at the monster's arm with a shovel as a sword - Rao did my best, but it only caused a shallow scar on his hand, and bright red blood flowed out of the wound in an instant. I found that except for the monsters that were entangled with the rats, the rest of us stood still and watched us fight, but they didn't have the slightest intention of helping. Is this disgusting for our low combat effectiveness or whatever.

"Jing Ke, what are you still doing!" The rats can't support it anymore. In the face of the tear and blood army in front of me, where did I still have the courage to continue the attack, I could only watch the rats gradually lose the upper hand.

"Hurry! I can't hold on anymore! "The rat's almost desperate roar pulled me out of my cowardice. I slashed at the monster's neck with all my might, and the monster was still conscious, instinctively raising its hand to defuse my attack, but to make a cut in its hand...... Got a door? It seems to take care to protect its larynx. It seems that this throat is the weakness of all living things, including cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods.

The monster's arm strength was really different from ordinary people, and it shoveled the rat back with a human belt in one fell swoop. But for some reason it was reluctant to take a step forward, even though I saw anger in the face of the knife it was still sticking into. This tear and blood army is really a magical product, you say it's a human being, you can't feel the slightest human breath on it; You can say that it is not human, and you can see that it has human emotions and thoughts. I deliberately looked back, and the beggar stood there as usual, scanning us with an incredulous look.

We faced off at a distance of only one metre. After tossing and turning a few times, my mouth was dry, looking at the tearful army not far away, where was there still the fighting spirit of Fang Cai. Fear and despair slowly crept up his spine, like falling into a cold abyss. What was happening in front of me was far beyond my comprehension, and I silently recalled the contents of the inscription - according to its description, we were lucky enough to be lucky this time, and sadly at this moment, even if I left a word, no one would know.

Seeing that there were still two people lying on the ground, I tapped the old dragon on the ground with my toes: "Hurry up, know you're okay, don't play dead." Hurry up and stand up and die together. As he spoke, he felt a burst of white light suddenly appear above his head, enveloping the entire cave and making it extremely bright. After being in the darkness for a long time, I instinctively covered my eyes with my hands, and my heart couldn't help but turn from sadness to joy: Isn't Maitreya Buddha manifesting?