Qiao Mu stretched out his hand and touched the "stone table" in front of him, which had a kind of coldness. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He could feel a sense of history, mixed with an indescribable coldness.

The "tabletop" is round, and some special characters are carved around it, and if you look closely, you can find that the whole stone table is clearly a compass.

The arbor recognized the meaning of those characters, and they represented the direction.

In the center of this "compass" there is a bowl-shaped groove in which there is a needle that has grown patina.

As Qiao Mu set his eyes on the pointer, a cold wind suddenly swept over everyone's heads.

Huang Zicheng couldn't help but shrink his neck, he had a strong intuition that if he didn't leave, something terrible would definitely happen.

Others also turned pale.

Even though they had encountered several traps before—the arrows in the cracks in the rocks on the ground were testament to the dangers they had encountered—they felt something different from what they were now.

"Mr. Joe." Huang Zicheng spoke.

Qiao Mu's movements stopped slightly, and he looked sideways at him.

The flickering firelight cast a pale yellow glow on Huang Zicheng's face, making the dodge and fear in his eyes a little ethereal.

"How?" Qiao Mu asked.

"It's ...... here," Huang Zicheng paused and said, "It's very uncomfortable." ”

Yang Shouting, who had been lying on his back to the side, had a weird smile flashing on his wrinkled old face: "If you don't take your hand away, all of us will die!" ”

His voice was cold, and it was particularly permeable in such an environment.

"Really?" Qiao Mu glanced at it, and secretly said "coward" in his heart.

He looked at a young soldier in the crowd who clamped his legs, and a smile appeared on his lips: "Come here." ”

"Ahh The soldier swallowed, his expression fearful.

In the previous half hour, Arbor had already demonstrated extraordinary abilities.

Everyone knew that he had a mysterious ability to "control things", and the soldiers also understood why their Commander Huang would obey Qiao Muyan.

Therefore, even if the soldier was afraid in his heart, he walked out.

The others were curious, not knowing what Qiao Mu's intentions were.

Qiao Mu coughed lightly, pointed to the groove in the center of the "compass" and said, "You pee on it......"

The crowd fell into an eerie silence.

Everyone looked at the arbor in amazement.

The soldier who was hit by the arbor turned even redder and said, "But I ...... it."

"Aren't you about to lose your breath?" Qiao Mu said with a smile.

Using his telekinesis, he controlled the soldier to fly up and down on the stone table.

The soldier kept his mouth tightly closed, his body trembling slightly, but he did not dare to move in the slightest.

Under the strange gazes of the others, he unbuckled his belt.

Soon, there was a boo on the stone table.

Yang Shouting stared at his eyes, with anger on his face, but when he met Qiao Mu's cold gaze, he could only endure this humiliation in the end.

He knew that Qin Shi Huang was under this stone table, and this soldier's behavior was even worse than Tai Sui's head breaking ground.

Fortunately, his respect for Qin Shi Huang only came from the ancestral teachings, but it was not so profound, so he endured it.

Yang Kai didn't know this, his mood was the same as that of other soldiers, three points curious, seven points funny.

As the young soldier lifted his pants and jumped off the compass, everyone else burst into laughter.

The cold aura from before seemed to have been dissipated a little.

Qiao Mu looked at the back of the stone wall beside him, and an expression appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Previously, he clearly heard the phrase "shameless".

His gaze shifted to the center of the stone table, the pointer floating in the support of urine.

He took out his phone, and a three-dimensional light curtain came out.

On the light curtain, a picture that looked exactly like the stone table soon appeared, and the direction of the pointer had been corrected.

Qiao Mu told the restless soldier to move the stone table.

Creak......

The stone table turned, and soon a "click" sound was heard, and the hands were exactly the same as in the three-dimensional projection.

Yang Shouting's body retreated, and there was a look of fear on his face.

"What's that?" Someone suddenly shouted.

"Be careful!" Someone screamed, and at the same time gunshots rang out.

At the foot of the arbor there was a "boom" sound, and with the four stone pillars as the boundary, the middle area was actually cracked.

A group of soldiers fell.

Fortunately, it wasn't high here, so they didn't get hurt when they fell.

But no one was in the mood to care where they were, and instead they all looked at the dark shadows that were floating around them.

There were many black shadows, nearly a hundred of them at a cursory glance, with the sound of the wind and a terrifying cry.

Without waiting for Huang Zicheng to speak, the soldiers opened fire one after another.

But what frightened them was that the bullet that was supposed to be fatal hit those things only made a "thump" sound and did not shoot them down.

Soon, the shadows swooped down from the sky.

At this time, everyone saw their faces clearly.

It's a flock of crows, but it's very different from normal crows.

Each of them has about a meter of open wings, and their heads, mouths, and claws are terrifyingly blood-red, but their eyes are strangely pale, and they are full of coldness and blood.

"What kind of monster is this?" Huang Zicheng fired three shots in a row and hit a crow, but when he saw that the other party was still rushing fiercely, he immediately felt a cold air growing from his back, giving birth to a thick fear.

He is not afraid of enemies on the battlefield, and he is confident that he will defeat even the most terrible opponents, but these crows are not extraordinary.

He could tell from the eyes of these crows that they were completely different from living creatures!

Huang Zicheng retreated towards Qiao Mu, and his hand holding the gun trembled a little.

He had obviously hit the other man's body, but not a drop of blood fell.

Yang Kai's expression was grim and he retreated step by step.

Among all of them, only Qiao Mu had a calm expression.

He was even a little disappointed, feeling that he was really overestimating that guy.

"Ahh

Suddenly, the screams rang out.

One of the soldiers was finally pounced on by the crow, and a large piece of flesh was immediately bitten off his shoulder.

A flock of crows is coming.

Yang Shouting knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, but his eyes were scanning around, as if he was looking for something, and he didn't care about the crow that flew overhead.

Qiao Mu opened the package he had been carrying, looked away from the black book, and took out another book made of gold.

There is an ancient Egyptian monk's text in the book, which is the "Golden Sutra of the Sun".

Open the Golden Sutra of the Sun, and the arbor reiterates the mantra.

A strange energy rippled out, and the air seemed to be swept by a warm wind.

Seeing that a crow was about to clasp its steel-like claws on the top of Yang Shouting's head, no one doubted that it could not pierce the old man's skull, and just when Yang Shouting himself closed his eyes and waited desperately for death, the scene suddenly fell into a death-like silence.