The golden armor scorpion was still uneasy in Lao Zhao's hand, struggling to bite Lao Zhao's hand with a sharp claw, it seems that this thing is very aggressive. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You said that there is no food in this tomb, how did this thing survive for more than 2,000 years?" Xiao Zhang gently tapped the carapace of the golden armor scorpion with his fingers, and actually made a sound that the bone joints could only be made when they hit the metal, "Hey, it's really gold, do you say it's born like this, or is it artificially cast for them?" ”

"It should be natural, except for us, no one has been here for thousands of years, if it is artificially cast, then at least it must be when the tomb is built, or even earlier, to say that a scorpion can live for so many thousand years, it is a bit unlikely, this should be the descendants of the earliest batch of scorpions, as for their carapace, it should be caused by some metal elements in their bodies, and this is not necessarily gold, but," I looked at Lao Zhao, "They have no food source here, how do they survive?" ”

Lao Zhao didn't answer my question, but threw the golden armor scorpion into the river, and as soon as he threw it down, the whole river boiled.

A large piece of black-haired zongzi gushed up from the river, instantly tore the golden armor scorpion into pieces, and stuffed it into its mouth fiercely, and the sound of the random knife slashing on the steel pipe immediately "clicked in the paint", and after a while, the golden armor scorpion was eaten to the point that there was no slag left.

After eating them, the black-haired dumplings seemed to be unsatisfied, floating on the water and staring at us, as if waiting for us to throw another scorpion down, and as if they wanted to eat us as food.

Lao Zhao suddenly bowed down, and his two fingers were inserted into the sand with a "snort", and then he pulled out his fingers like lightning, and between his two fingers there was an extra black bone, like a spine of something.

I leaned over to take a look, only to find that the skeleton was covered with a layer of fine black hair, a black patch, as if it grew out of this bone, which was the vertebrae of the black-haired zongzi, which also proved Xiao Zhang's initial conjecture that those golden armor scorpions survived by eating these black-haired zongzi, which is also the reason why those black-haired zongzi did not dare to go ashore.

This is a very delicate balance, zongzi feeds on scorpions, and scorpions also feed on zongzi, the two check and balance each other, so that they can still guard this dark tomb after thousands of years, but those black-haired zongzi are impossible to pass on to the next generation, that is to say, they have been eaten by these scorpions for more than two thousand years, and I don't know how many such black bones are buried under the sand, but now there are still such a large number of zongzi left, You can imagine how many names were killed when this mausoleum was first built, and perhaps the sand was stained red with their blood.

"Listen, what is that sound?" Xiao Zhang, who has a keen hearing, once again completed his glorious mission as a scout, and asked in a low voice.

We were all a little nervous, the slightest bit of wind and grass to hold our breath and listen carefully, sure enough, a "click" sound came from nowhere, this sound is very small, very fine, if you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it at all, and you can't judge the source of the sound.

"The sound is coming from the rooftop." Lao Zhao is still Lao Zhao in the end, just pricked up his ears and listened for a while before pointing to it and saying, as soon as he finished saying this, as if he suddenly thought of something, his face instantly turned pale, and he yelled "Run", pulling us to run on the sand.

We didn't understand what was going on at first, but we felt that the sound seemed to be getting louder and louder as we ran, Xiao Zhang suddenly reacted, looked over his head, and said with a shaking mouth: "Scorpion...... There are scorpions everywhere......"

When I looked up, I gasped, and saw that on the roof, as far as the light could reach, a yellow and clear patch, covered with the kind of scorpions in golden armor, were frantically rushing towards us from all directions, and the sound of "clicking" was made by their sharp claws knocking into the green bricks of the roof.

It is conceivable that if our speed is a little slower and we are swept up in this scorpion tide, we will definitely be eaten to the point that there are no bones left.

While we were running, we also had to avoid the golden armor scorpion that suddenly came down from the roof, which was really not easy, but as the saying goes, "blessings are not double, disasters are not alone", the sound of "sneering" breaking the ground around us suddenly came, and countless golden armor scorpions came out of the soil, and the number could be millions.

They crawled quickly on the sand like a golden wave, forcing towards us, looking around, everywhere was a golden gold symbolizing death, I almost collapsed, I could only be pulled by Lao Zhao to avoid these scorpions, and rushed forward in a very irregular curve, and then Lao Zhao simply pulled out the rebar pipe and pushed all the golden armor scorpions in front of him into the water, and forcibly opened up a path.

I don't know how long we've been running, but I feel like my lungs are almost bursting, my eyes are blurry, and I can't see whether it's sand or golden scorpions.

At first, some scorpions climbed on my legs, and although I tried my best to drive them away, I was bitten several times, and their claws were barbed, and if I accidentally got bitten, I would tear off a piece of flesh and blood, and it hurt my heart.

Running and running, Lao Zhao suddenly stopped, I didn't brake the car, I hit his back all of a sudden, just asked him why he stopped, I heard Xiao Zhang mutter: "No way......"

When I looked up, I saw that a large number of scorpions had emerged from the blood sand, forming an encirclement that surrounded us, and it seemed that the hunt had come to an end, and the hunters were ready to begin to collect their nets to enjoy their rare meal for thousands of years.