"It's an ancient man!" Qi Qinglan exclaimed, and said:

"Still wearing a helmet, it looks like a military general!"

Ding Ermiao was more and more surprised, looking at the person's dress, it should be from the Ming Dynasty. (This chapter was updated by 77nt.). The update is so fast. He is in his forties, with an old beard on his chin and a ruddy complexion, and he doesn't look like a dead person.

But can the people of the Ming Dynasty live to this day?

The last time I met Lu Liwen, who was more than 200 years old, he was not lightly thundered, but I didn't expect to meet an older old monster now.

"Er Miao, since he appears here, he must not be a good person, you gently stab him with a sword." Ji Xiaoxiao said.

From the height of the man's face, he should be sitting on the ground, pushed by the yellow sand to the crack in the 'door'. Ding Ermiao's arm stretched in, and with the length of 10,000 people, it was just enough to reach him.

Ding Ermiao thought about it, and it seemed that there was only that.

Now he was too far away to reach out to test his breath and pulse, to know if he was alive or dead, and he could only stab him with a sword.

So Ding Ermiao shook his wrist, and ten thousand people slashed Qingfeng in a flash, and slashed over the tip of the person's nose with a whoosh, and pulled a small scar from top to bottom.

Then, a strange scene appeared. On the tip of the man's nose, blood slowly oozed out......

"Mom, it will bleed, is it really a living person?" Qi Qinglan collapsed and said, "How old is this person?" ”

But Ji Xiaoxiao thought it was funny, and forgot that she was still in danger, and said: "Wow, if you catch a Ming Dynasty person back, you will 'show' your face, and you will definitely make a sensation throughout the country!" ”

Only Ding Ermiao was silent, looking at the man's face carefully, and always felt a sense of déjà vu. [77nt.com Thousand Thousand Novels]

After looking at it for a long time, Ding Ermiao suddenly turned around and asked, "Xiaoxiao, Sister Lan, do you feel that this guy looks like a person?" ”

"Like whom?" Gui Qinglan asked.

Ji Xiaoxiao was a little stunned, and suddenly shouted: "Come to think of it, he is the ghost soldier general who led the ghost soldiers above to be elusive!" ”

Ding Ermiao nodded and said, "That's right, it's him!" ”

The man's face was still covered with a lot of tiny pieces of yellow sand, so he couldn't see it really. But in careful comparison, he does have a very similar face to the ghost generals who appeared above.

"Is he a human or a ghost, and why is he on top and below?" Qi Qinglan looked at it a few times again, and said, "Or, why is he a ghost above and a human below?" ”

"Ghosts are him, and people are him!" Ding Ermiao was reminded by a sentence from Qi Qinglan, and suddenly said: "I remember, in the Maoshan classics, this kind of spell has been recorded, out of the soul!" ”

"Out of the soul?" Ji Xiaoxiao and Qi Qinglan were puzzled.

Ding Ermiao nodded and said, "Yes, out of the soul." These people are actually the samurai who were buried and protected by the mausoleum, and before the burial, they would be opened on the top of their heads to "leave" the soul 'extracted', and then the 'mixture' of poison and crane saliva was used to protect the heart and keep the 'flesh' body intact. Then, under certain conditions, the soul can also return to the body and be born as yang. ”

"So amazing?" Qi Qinglan looked at the ghost soldier general in the sand and said, "But, why didn't he return his soul?" ”

"This ...... I don't know. Ding Ermiao shook his head.

Subsequently, Ding Ermiao continued to clean up the yellow sand. As the yellow sand was hollowed out, the upper body of the general was finally 'exposed'.

He was indeed sitting in the sand, leaning back slightly, wearing a helmet and armor, and holding a long-handled weapon in his hand. The handle of the weapon was 'exposed' outside, but the end of the blade was buried in the yellow sand. Judging by the appearance, it should be a big knife.

"Er Miao, his weapon is lying on the ground, see if you can 'get' it out, maybe it will be useful." Qi Qinglan said.

"I'll try." Ding Ermiao dropped 10,000 people and tried to stuff his arm inside, but it was just a little bit short and he couldn't reach it.

"With a rope." Ji Xiaoxiao said.

Ding Ermiao withdrew his hand, looked at Qi Qinglan and said, "The rope was thrown in the underground palace over there and was not brought over." Do you have a rope? ”

"There's no rope, but we can tie up the laces, make a live buckle, and use 10,000 people to chop them in, and put them on the handle of his weapon." She said as she untied her shoelaces.

When Ding Ermiao heard this, this also made sense, so he and Ji Xiaoxiao bent down to untie their shoes.

But at the moment when Ding Ermiao bent down, he only felt that the wind around him moved, and there was a ghost, from behind him, he rushed straight into the stone 'gate'!

"Who?" Ding Ermiao was taken aback and raised his head suddenly.

But as soon as the wind moved, calm returned. In astonishment, his eyes swept over the ancient general who was half buried in the yellow sand, but he found that his eyes were slowly opening......

"He lived, this ancient man lived!" Ji Xiaoxiao was shocked, scared and excited, and pointed to the ancient people in the stone 'door' and said.

With a whoosh, Ding Ermiao had already raised his sword and stabbed it.

It turned out that a cold wind swept through just now, and it was this guy's soul that returned to his body, and he really returned to the seven knots and was resurrected.

So Ding Ermiao made a preemptive strike and 'forced' him with a sword to speak.

The tip of the sword stayed in front of the man's eyes, no longer forward, and Ding Ermiao shouted in a deep voice: "Hey, who are you?" ”

When the man opened his eyes, he seemed to be very confused, and he struggled for a while before he saw Ding Ermiao's sword, squinting his eyes and looking stupidly, but he didn't speak.

"Say, who are you?" Ding Ermiao asked again.

"...... me?" The man was in a trance for a long time, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and he said, "I am Liu Junshi's guard in front of the tent, who are you?" How dare you trespass on the forbidden land?! ”

I'm going, it's really the ancients hundreds of years ago!

And when he said Liu Junshi, he must be referring to Liu Bowen!

This is also the first time since entering the desert that there is a relationship between this desert and Liu Bowen. Because of Liu Bei's guards, they appeared here.

Ding Ermiao was stunned for a moment, then beheaded 10,000 people forward, put them on the man's neck, and shouted: "You are a fierce 'hair'!" Stay alive, be honest! ”

The man was still sitting on the sand, unable to avoid it, and saw the tip of Ding Ermiao's sword against his throat, but he was not afraid, but smiled solemnly, and said, "You can't kill me." ”

"Kill or not? Are you still copper-skinned and iron-clad? Ding Ermiao snorted, the sword in his hand was slightly forced, and the tip of the sword had been embedded in the skin of the person's throat.

Just a little further to cut his throat.

But no one expected that when Ding Ermiao was 'forced' the other party, that person didn't dodge or dodge, and then rushed forward to meet him!

Ding Ermiao couldn't withdraw his sword before he could withdraw his sword, and the blade of the sword that was slashed by 10,000 people had already pierced two or three inches.

"Hey, why are you killing yourself?" Ding Ermiao saw that the man was so strong, and subconsciously 'drawn' the sword back.

He can only be regarded as a suicide, because Ding Ermiao has no intention of killing him, he pounced on himself.

Burst......

A rain of blood spurted out of the man's throat and shot straight out of the crack in the door.

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