Chapter 678: Flying Sand and Stones

Tired for a day, no one had the energy to idle, they shrank in the corner to rest, Lei Zi was still a little unwilling, took out his mobile phone and held it to find a signal, there was no response for a long time, so he had to give up, tear off a piece of mutton and chew it and fell asleep. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I haven't slept deeply, for Jiang Rong, I sorted out a thought, the original shape of the tattoo pattern on his head must have come from those bronze balls with mysterious patterns, he called it sealing, that is, inside the bronze ball, there should be something or some kind of power. Jiang Rong had never seen the bronze ball, but his ancestors had definitely seen it, and it was in that so-called forbidden place. Judging from the clues found in the past, the clansmen of the knife have a close relationship with the bronze ball.

The Marquis of Changsheng is the leader of the night owls, and there are a large number of bronzes in each of his tombs, and there are also a large number of bronze balls in the tombs of the clansmen of the knife, and the Sanxingdui where the jade slips were unearthed also have a large amount of bronze, so the origin of all this should not be the jade slips, but those bronzes. Compared with the discovery of the Hou Yi Sheri brought out in the underground ghost town, it is very likely that these bronzes are not earthly things, but there is a strange thing, we found that there are several places with bronze balls, none of which are the places where the sun falls, and it is estimated that there is an error in the record on the wooden box carving.

I don't know what kind of secrets those bronzes carry, but it can be concluded that the only people who know the secrets of bronze are the clansmen of the knife and the night owl, that is, the two sects of heaven and the underworld of Jiuli. From the experience of the Nine Shadows Palace, it can be surmised that the bronze ball has a mysterious power that can invert time and space, but that seems to only work for me, what kind of relationship do I have with the bronze ball? Is it my blood?

Thinking about what happened to the Qinling War God Palace, I couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, if those strange patterns on the bronze ball were really the seals Jiang Rong said, then the knife injected its own blood into the patterns, was it to open the seal? It turns out that the knife is not dead, I am very sure that the person in the Nine Shadows Xuan Palace must be the knife, that is to say, the knife drained his own blood, entered the world inside the bronze ball, and came back to life, if my blood has the same function as him, then I can too.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and I was completely sleepy, I secretly made up my mind, if there were bronze balls in the forbidden place that Jiang Rong said, I must give it a try, and if I missed this opportunity, I am afraid that I will leave regrets in my life.

Looking at the time, it was already past one o'clock in the morning, the temperature was very low at this time, and my hands and feet were a little cold and numb, I looked out of the cave, and the sand was lifted and the wind was blowing.

I woke up Hu Zi and Lei Zi, Jiang Rong didn't seem to be asleep, heard my voice, opened his eyes and sat up, looked out of the cave and said: "Prepare to act, I tell you, wait a minute, no matter how strong the wind and sand are, no matter what sound you hear, don't run around, follow me, once someone gets lost, you may not even find the body." ”

The wind came quickly, as soon as Jiang Rong's voice fell, the wind and sand outside flew up, mixed with the roar of the wind, and we heard a sound far away that was different from the sound of the wind, like something roaring, and it seemed that there were many people in pain when I listened carefully.

"Let's go." Jiang Rong put on his helmet and crawled out of the hole. We hurried to follow and felt in the direction from which the strange sound had come from.

I've never seen such a strong wind, the helmet is thumping, and I feel that countless small pebbles are blown up by the wind and fly everywhere, hitting the body hot, if it weren't for the helmet, I'm afraid I would have been knocked unconscious.

We crawled slowly against the stone mountain, and we couldn't see anything except the flashlight of Jiang Rong in front of us, and we felt that we could be blown away by the wind if we were not careful.

Jiang Rong is more experienced and tries to avoid the tuyere, but occasionally when he crosses the intersection of several ravines, he still almost gets separated. The sky is full of flying sand and rocks, and it feels like a few of us are lost in the world of wind and sand all at once.

Roars and screams came from afar, and several times we were blown off course by the wind and sand, and we were already sweating profusely.

The closer I got to the roar, the stronger the wind, and sometimes I could see a fist-sized black shadow flying past me, and it must have been a stone.

The roar came from the direction of the gale, and it felt very close, but at this time, every step forward was blown back by the strong wind, and we had to give up and find a place to retreat from the wind.

Those strange roars and screams came and went around us, mixed with the howl of the wind, as if we were in purgatory on earth.

I don't know how long it has been, but I feel that everything in the world has been destroyed except for the sound of the wind and flying sand and rocks, and we shrink in the corner and do not move, as long as we look up, it is estimated that our heads will be blown away. Gradually, the wind speed slowly weakened, the dust settled layer by layer, and the dawn of dawn appeared in the sky.

Everyone cowered in the corner, exhausted, waiting for the wind god to leave, and when the sun shone next door, the wind stopped, and the world became dead silent, as if the scene of the flying sand and rocks of the previous night had not happened at all.

A few of us stood up, covered with a thick layer of sand, took off our beards and spat out a mouthful of mud and sand: "Grandma is a bear, with such a strong wind, how many people in the world are bragging?" ”

As soon as I blew my nose, I also brought out a puff of sand, and I saw Jiang Rong looking in one direction. We followed his gaze and saw a strange thing peeking out behind a low stone hill in front of us.

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