The palace was empty, with only some ancient utensils and no imaginary gold and silver jewelry. Although the main hall is protected from the erosion of rain, snow, wind and frost underground, it is also carved with traces of time and is full of historical monuments. The four walls of the main hall are delicately carved reliefs, presumably showing that the ancestors here used to live in an oasis, but the oasis gradually dried up, and they had to look for a new place to live. Just when they thought that a great disaster was coming, the sky suddenly caught fire for three days, and finally a huge concave meteorite fell, which was soft when it was hot, and became hard and cold when it cooled. They used meteorites to create a new city, which successfully withstood sandstorms and high temperatures. They believed that this meteorite was a gift from the gods, so whenever there was a person who spoke at the same time as the meteorite, on the same month and day, that person would be chosen as their god and take up the position of lord of the city.

The lord of the castle has been taken by the elders to worship in the temple since he was a child, and he cannot laugh or cry easily, because his every action is a sign of the future of the ancient city. He lived in the temple in the dark every day, and only on the anniversary of its completion could he go out and enjoy the worship of the whole city.

The further she walked along the mural, the stronger Liang Miaomiao's sense of sadness became, and when she walked here, she had a long-lost feeling of suffocation, like a piece of cotton with poor breathability blocking her mechanical heartbeat, making her so sad that she almost didn't want to move.

When passing by a door, there seemed to be some subtle movement in the air, she snatched the kerosene lamp in Tang Hao's hand, the cold hairs on the back of her neck also stood up, her hands and feet were stiff, and she was entangled in whether to go in and find out.

Ah Fu and Ah Qiang are action-oriented, and when Liang Miaomiao subconsciously shone the light on the door, the two of them had already pushed the door open.

The moment the door was opened, a corrupt aura rushed towards them, and everyone was shocked to take a few steps back.

"Look, there's a skeleton sitting in it, and it's wearing ancient costumes."

What they saw in their eyes was a long-corrupted white bone, sitting on a Taishi chair, but what Liang Miaomiao saw was a living man. His eyebrows were thick, casting two layers of shadows, his eye sockets were sunken deeply, and there was a tragic and sad anger in his eyes.

He didn't speak, he didn't move, he just sat quietly, quietly staring at them.

As a police officer, Tang Hao has never been exposed to this kind of thing, he said: "The air here has been closed for hundreds of years, and it is inevitable that there will be some harmful gases when the corpses decompose here." We'll go in and check it out later. He was richly dressed and should have been the owner of the place. Maybe he'll have a map on him, and as long as he has a map, we'll be able to find some other outlet or water source. ”

Liang Miaomiao disagreed, she didn't even want to step in: "It's weird here, don't touch these things,!" If we anger them, then we are looking for death! ”

Pingping asked, "So what do we do?" ”

"I can't walk anymore, so I'll find a place to rest for a while and see if I can open the passage." Liang Miaomiao felt that her body was very tired, and the extraterrestrial meteorite here had a particularly strong effect on her, and the power consumed with each step was greater than usual. When you are in the ancient city, you can directly absorb the light source, and you don't have to worry about the power problem, but it is dark here, and if you consume electricity at will, I am afraid that she will have to stand by soon.

Tang Hao, who was unwilling, still took the lamp oil and walked around the room, which was very empty, and it should be a place of sacrifice. On the large table were some tablets and urns, and in the copper stove there was half a piece of unburned sandalwood. Rows of bookshelves are filled with beautiful pamphlets, and there are also some portraits hanging on the four walls, which are supposed to be some records of the great achievements of the ancestors.

"Auntie, hurry up and use your mobile phone to go in and take pictures! This is a major discovery, and if we report this matter to the state, it will definitely cause a national sensation! Ah Fu said.

Liang Miaomiao complained: "Take pictures!? Then I have the courage to do it! ”

Brother Kang also poured a basin of cold water: "If you want to report to the country, you have to get out alive." ”

Pingping couldn't help but squat on the ground with her hands on her knees and curled up into a ball, and whispered, "It's so cold......"

The road under the soles of the feet is also made of extraterrestrial meteorites, and people stand on it and feel a chill on the soles of their feet tumbling on it.

"Why is it so cold, is it dark outside? I don't know if the sandstorm is gone. Ah Fu ran to the exit and pushed the door, and found that it was blocked.

"There are other rooms, let's look for them and see what we can use."

They pushed open another room, and found that there was a lot of rotten food stored inside, the door of the locker was hidden, and there was a lot of debris on the floor, which should have been rummaged through.

"Who!" Brother Kang suddenly yelled outside the door, and Miao Miao took out his mobile phone and was ready to fight.

"Do you hear footsteps?" Brother Kang asked.

Everyone's spirits were highly tense, and sure enough, they heard the sound of 'stepping, stepping'.

The footsteps were not loud, but they were particularly permeable in the deathly silence of the underground palace.

Pingping was so frightened that her face was pale and bloodless, and she didn't care whether the man next to her was familiar or not, and wanted to reach over to seek security.

Ah Fu Zheng listened attentively to the movement outside, and a soft and cold body stuck to him, so frightened that he screamed: "There are ghosts!" ”

Everyone wasn't so afraid, but people were scary, scared to death, Ah Fu screamed inexplicably, everyone was in a mess, Pingping panicked and ran out with her legs: "No matter what it is!" Let's run quickly! ”

Tang Hao grabbed her: "Don't run around!" ”

"Why don't you run here and wait for death!?" Pinkie yelled, trying to break free of his grasp. She has a detonator on her body, and she can definitely blow the passage out!

Brother Kang also blocked the door to prevent the two panicked drivers from going out: "It doesn't matter what he is, what are so many of us afraid of?" ”

"Stomp-trample-"

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Brother Kang stood by the door and shouted imposingly: "Is it a human or a ghost?" Don't hurry up and get me out! ”

There was a pause in his footsteps, as if he was hesitating for something, and a weak male voice came from the darkness: "Who are you and what are you doing here?" ”

The voice was a little shaky, indicating that the owner of the voice was more afraid than they were.

Brother Kang asked, "Then who are you?" Why is it here? ”

"I'm a guy who got lost in the desert and hid here three days ago when I encountered a sandstorm."

"Coincidentally, we also hid in a sandstorm." After knowing that the other party was human, Pingping was no longer afraid.

The man in the dark asked carefully, "Are you Chinese?" ”

"Of course."

The man asked again: "Then do you know which dynasty Pan Jinlian is a poet?" ”

Everyone was confused, Ah Fu scratched his head and said: "I only know Wu Dalang's wife, and I haven't heard of any poet named Pan Jinlian." ”

The man nodded, and after confirming that they were indeed Chinese, he came out of the darkness. He was dressed in a tunic suit, probably in his forties, and carried an army-green canvas bag embroidered with a five-pointed star.

Tang Hao leaned over the oil lamp, and when the man's face was illuminated, Ah Fu, Brother Kang, and he all opened their mouths in surprise, as if they saw the river flowing backwards, and asked in unison, "Are you Ren Yongchang!?" ”

Liang Miaomiao asked, "Who is Ren Yongchang?" ”

"Ren Yongchang is the superior, let us find that person!" After Tang Hao finished speaking, he also took out a yellowed photo from his pocket and compared it carefully, the person in front of him was exactly the same as the person in the photo, but his face was a little more pale and dry and cracked due to dehydration. Liang Miaomiao refused to disclose her information, so she didn't give her information about the relevant characters at all.

An excited look appeared on Ren Yongchang's face, and he said ecstatically: "The organization has finally sent someone to find me!" ”