The second senior brother stopped chanting the mantra, and the flare slowly slipped down and finally disappeared.

The spell worked, and I wasn't scared at all, even though I had already thought of what I would see, but I didn't know what to think or do when I actually saw it.

The centering rune also worked, and Bai Xue and Ma Li at least didn't faint.

No one spoke for a few minutes, and finally Zhang San took out a pack of cigarettes and handed one by one.

We borrowed fire from each other and took a few deep puffs of cigarettes before exhaling the breath that was pressing on our chests.

Compared to these dead bodies, Mark Martin now looks much more eye-to-eye.

I was the first to speak in this kind of scene.,Maybe I'm poisoned and turned into a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.,Maybe I'm used to it.,Anyway, I'm nothing.。

"Zhao Dong, it's good that your cassette player is still there, let's have some music"

Zhao Dong looked embarrassed, "As soon as I entered the hole, I was killed by Ma Laohu, and there are genuine tapes of MJ in it."

Zhang San laughed at once, "We can sing it ourselves."

The three of us smiled and looked at each other, understanding.

"Heaven and earth are leisurely, and the tide rises and falls"

"Grievances, grievances, life and death, and a few people can see through it"

"Red dust, rolling infatuation, deep love, gathering and dispersing, there will be a time"

"Stay half awake, half drunk, at least you follow in your dreams"

Our singing moved everyone and changed the dreary underground space, and Lacey, Martinmark, and finally Snow Mary joined us in singing aloud.

"I bet my youth on tomorrow"

"You exchange your true feelings for this life"

"I don't know how much sorrow there is in the world"

"Why don't you go back in style"

We didn't care about anything, we smiled at each other and watched each other sing in unison, it should be said that we were roaring loudly, but now it was the happiest moment since we entered the cave. The second senior brother also looked at us with a smile on the side.

After yelling, we all laughed and gasped, and the dead bodies were not so terrible, and we kicked away a few of the corpses around us and put our backpacks on the ground to rest.

Will we snub the second senior brother by singing loudly, I looked at the second senior brother and found that his smile was the happiest, but the slanted eyes smiled strangely.

"Senior brother, I'm afraid we have already arrived at Genghis Khan's Mausoleum," the second senior brother said with a smile.

Arrived?

"Look at these dead men, they are all Mongol troops"

"Well, they don't look like Han Chinese, but who killed them?"

"Looks like cannibalism"

"But the Mongol army has always been known for its unity and discipline, especially Genghis Khan's army."

"As long as there is **, it is possible", it is actually ten thousand camels who said such a wise sentence, and it is different if you have gone to college.

"If these are Genghis Khan's subordinates, then aren't these knives and guns antiques? Just take a handful and go out and get rich", the camel immediately revealed its original form and became obscene.

"What are knives and guns, these dried corpses are valuable, you can hold an exhibition and collect tickets if you go out", Zhao Dong said jokingly.

"That is disrespectful to the deceased, tomb robbery is also called touching gold, if you want to touch the deceased, you can't touch the deceased's body, and you can take some of the funeral goods out", I have read the collection of books in Master Mao's house, and I am deeply influenced by the etiquette of the ancients, and touching the things on the dead is done by third-rate tomb robbers.

The second senior brother spoke again, "Don't talk about those useless ones, our goal is there"

The second senior brother pointed in the direction of the huge black statue and said, "There are statues of tall tomb beasts next to the Shinto outside the large mausoleum, and those statues should be the tomb beasts of the Great Khan's Mausoleum."

The second senior brother said a little bit, we understood, thinking that Genghis Khan's Mausoleum was in front of us, five artifacts, a large number of treasures, all of them were shining with eyes, excited.

Zhang San said to Wan Huo, "You can change a few houses with any of the things in it, and it's worth more than these dried corpses."

"Don't say so much, let's do it", we all looked at Lacey with great energy.

Lacey also seemed to have a smile on his face, and he only said, "Be careful."

To get to the giant statue, you have to step on the corpse, and you have to beware of monsters like Ma Lao.

I have never walked such a difficult road in my life, and the dried corpses will deflated when I step on them, and often break a few bones, these dried corpses are not only out of water, but even the bones are brittle, I don't know why this is happening. The scimitars in their hands were still as bright as new, and every other man, except for the second senior brother Lacey and me, carried a scimitar in their hands to defend themselves.

Lacey had always believed only in her own weapons, and I didn't want to use dead people's things, so I followed Lacey with a crossbow.

After walking a few steps, I found that there were not as many dried corpses on the ground as I imagined, in fact, two or three dried corpses were under the ground. Fortunately, these dried corpses are dehydrated and do not reuse, and they can pick a path with their feet. After a little more walking, we found a path, and it seemed that someone had already come first, and they had picked up the dried corpses to walk like us.

The speed of following this path is much faster, but the further you go, the lower the temperature, and later it is even more cold, and your lips are purple and shivering.

"Lai, the West ,,, so cold,,,"

"It's winter"

"It's going to snow at this temperature."

Lacey made a gesture and the team stopped, this gesture meant to be in a situation, to enter a state of readiness. The heart, which was still relatively relaxed, suddenly rose to the throat again.

Directly in front of the flashlight, there was a man standing motionless.

After a few seconds of stalemate, we cautiously approached while shivering, and the closer we got to the person, the lower the temperature dropped, as if that person was the cause of the drop.

Finally, we stood more than ten meters away from the man, and all the flashlights were shot in the man's face, and the man didn't even blink his eyes.

Yes, not only did he not blink his eyes, but he also looked at us fiercely, revealing a deep murderous aura from his eyes.

This is a living person, his skin is fair and full, he is wearing thick armor, the knife is tightly held in his hand, and the tip of the knife reflects a little blue and faint light, and it looks like a good knife. Judging by the armor he was wearing, he was at least a Mongolian warrior with status.

Could it be that he is a descendant of Genghis Khan's guardians of the tomb? Or a guard who used an artifact and did not die? Or is it some magic-controlled walking corpse?

"This is a dead man", the second senior brother spoke, and I don't know when he had changed into thick clothes and trousers and walked next to me.

But the skin of this thing shows no signs of drying up at all, the dead have no soul and no eyes, how can it be so sharp? It's better to be careful.

"Is it a spell-controlled walking corpse?" , I asked.

"Fart, what spell can escape my phantom pupils, just open the way", the second senior brother said firmly.

We walked slowly and slowly, and the more we walked, the colder it became, and it almost felt like we were about to freeze. The closer you get to the "dead man", the clearer you can see. The more I felt that he didn't look like a dead man, and the more I felt that his sharp eyes made me a little scared and weak-hearted, I took a few steps to the left to avoid his gaze. But I found that no matter where I went, the man kept glaring at me hatefully.

I was only a few meters away from that person, and I finally agreed with the second senior brother's opinion in my heart, such a strong flashlight hit my face, my eyes didn't react at all, and I didn't see the chest rise and fall and the neck beat slightly, this is a dead man.

It's dead, but it's scary enough, and we're getting closer.

Five meters, four meters, three meters, suddenly there was a "dang", the man threw the knife and knelt down in front of us. Kneeling on one knee, he bowed his whole head and bowed.

Being so close and the sudden change after we relaxed caught people off guard, and we screamed in fright.

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