It is unknown what a mysterious 117th Bureau, which has no number and can directly take over the corps, from this Vientiane Shrine, and I can't even figure out why they have covered up here.

Ye Zhiqiu picked up the eight-millimeter film next to him and said: "When the 117th Bureau was evacuated, Yang Xun who fainted should not have been found, he was in charge of shooting records, and everything that happened at that time should be filmed in these films, and the 117th Bureau was still a hundred secrets after all, leaving these clues." ”

These films are very old, and it is difficult to find equipment that can play these films now, not to mention that they are still in the Vientiane Shrine underground, I asked Ye Zhiqiu to put these things away, if there is still a chance to go out, the things filmed on these films are the only clues to uncover the 117th Bureau.

I left the rest of Yang Xun's side, the dead are the greatest, and he should have been buried in the ground, but it seems that he is lying in this coffin is the best destination, after reading Yang Xun's last masterpiece, I can understand how desperate and tormented he was in his last time.

I gently brushed the dust off his body, helped him tidy up his remains, and then took off his clothes and planned to cover Yang Xun's body, at that moment I vaguely saw his fingers bend slightly.

Suddenly, I was shocked, how could a person who had been dead for more than 30 years move?

I timidly touched Yang Xun's hand, but I couldn't feel the coldness of the dead man, and it seemed that there was still a residual body temperature: "He, he seems to be ...... Not dead! ”

Everyone else looked over in surprise, and the general touched Yang Xun's neck again, parked for a long time, and shook his head definitely: "Don't be surprised, it's been more than thirty years, how can it be still alive." ”

I'm still a little unsure, put it on Yang Xun's chest, I really can't feel the heartbeat, maybe it's too tired to see the dazzle, I put my clothes on Yang Xun's face.

"What now?" Bai Jin asked.

"Bureau 117 blew up the exit on it, and I could have left from here, but when I went up to check it just now, it had been sealed up, and it was impossible to get out from here." Tian Ji pointed to the hole above and said, "I'm afraid I can only continue to move forward." ”

"Yang Xun's notes mentioned that the woman found is still alive, but all the passages in the Vientiane Divine Palace can only advance and not retreat, which means that even if this woman wakes up, it is impossible to return and leave here." The palace lord looked at the closed stone door to the north and said. "It can be seen that there should be a way out in the Vientiane Divine Palace, but it should be at the end of the Vientiane Divine Palace."

The general asked the others to pack up their things and continue to walk forward, I had just picked up my backpack, and my eyes suddenly saw the platform behind the others, and I had just put my clothes on Yang Xun's body.

But at this moment......

Yang Xun on the stage actually sat up, I raised my hand dumbfounded, speechless in shock, they saw my frightened appearance, they turned their heads to look over, and they were all shocked in place.

My clothes were still on Yang Xun's head, he slowly raised his hand a little slowly, dragging the clothes covering his body, and we were surprised to see Yang Xun actually looking at us with a dull gaze.

He actually lived!

A man who had been dead for more than thirty years sat up straight before our eyes.

In the dim and gloomy underground palace, looking at a person who has come back from the dead, the feeling is so strange that cold sweat oozes from my back.

Our eyes were full of fear, but Yang Xun's gaze was blank, his stiff body moved, like a dead but not stiff corpse, he looked around with puzzled eyes, and then scanned at us.

"Who are you?" The voice echoed through the palace.

No one answered, after all, in our hearts, dead people can't speak, let alone a person who has been dead for more than thirty years, Yang Xun's voice is like a ghost, which is terrifying.

I checked with the general and confirmed that Yang Xun was dead, and now the general's face was full of horror, but Yang Xun, who was sitting on the platform opposite, didn't look like a dead person.

"You, do you remember why you're here?" He was the only one who could tell us the secrets of the Vientiane Shrine, and I timidly stepped forward and asked tentatively.

As soon as I moved, Yang Xun's stiff hand had already raised the gun next to him, and he had been inactive for a long time, and his hand was shaking violently.

"This is a military powerhouse, no one is allowed to approach without permission, you are not from the 117th Bureau, why are you here?" Yang Xun stared at me with a vigilant expression and asked in an accentuated tone. "Who the hell are you?"

I looked back at the general, a dead man would not have such a clear logical mind, and I licked my lips and didn't know how to answer him.

"Do you remember what happened here?" Gong Jue took a step forward and asked.

"Nine days ago, I was ordered to explore the ruins with my comrades, but I was attacked by a surprise attack, and I was injured and stranded, waiting for rescue." Yang Xun said as he struggled to hold the gun. "The chief ordered everyone to evacuate, why did you come in?"

Gong Jue looked at us in surprise, it was obvious that Yang Xun's memory was still stuck thirty years ago, when he was injured and trapped in the Vientiane Divine Palace, if he didn't die, that is, he had been sleeping here alone for more than thirty years!

I don't know how to explain it to him, if Yang Xun knew that we who were standing in front of him were people thirty years later, would he be able to accept this fact.

Yang Xun probably saw that we didn't answer, and when he got off the platform, he only had one leg left, and he had to use one hand to support the platform to stand firmly, and he stared at us with scrutinizing eyes, probably seeing the gun in our hands.

"You're not holding our guns." Yang Xun had a hard time standing firmly, and he held the gun with a trembling hand and said righteously. "You are enemy agents, trying to wreak havoc here, put down your guns!"

"It's not what you think, it's now thirty years later......"

"Stop!" Yang Xun saw me moving, shouted, and the hand that was supported on the platform struggled to pick up the gun.

But at the moment when his hand left the stage, there was a clang, and the gun in Yang Xun's hand fell to the ground, and we and he were shocked to see that Yang Xun's elastic skin quickly began to dry up, and the skin and flesh also shrank in an instant, and I was shocked to witness Yang Xun almost aging in an instant, and more than thirty years of time passed by him in a flick of his fingers.

He went from being a man in his twenties, aging rapidly, until he turned into a dried corpse and fell in front of us, it was only a moment, everything started when Yang Xun left the platform.

The person who was talking to us a moment ago has now become a corpse.

The corners of my mouth kept squirming, this is probably the most terrifying and weird thing I have ever seen, seeing life so real passing in front of my eyes, looking at Yang Xun curled up on the ground, I can't even believe my eyes.

Gong Jue hesitated for a long time, walked to Yang Xun's corpse, the once dense and shiny hair on his head has now become sparse withered grass, Gong Jue looked back and forth at Yang Xun's corpse and the platform next to him for a long time, he took off a withered hair on Yang Xun's head, put it on the platform, and the hair magically regained its luster again.

But as soon as you leave the stage, your hair will wither back in an instant.

"This is not an ordinary coffin, Yang Xun should have climbed up before he died, and I didn't know what the material was made of this thing in the 117th round, but it seems to have some special effect." The palace lord turned to me and said. "Yang Xun has only lived for more than thirty years because of this stage, but once he leaves, he will die."

Gong Jue's words reminded me of the stone platform in Ye Jiuqing's dark room, to put it simply, this thing seems to be able to imprison time, and this can also be confirmed from Yang Xun's reaction, he has slept on it for thirty years without the slightest change.

If the woman found in the Vientiane Divine Palace in Bureau 117 was Ling Xuan, it could also explain why a person from a thousand years ago was still alive when he was discovered.

Ling Xuan's purpose of building the Vientiane Divine Palace became more and more elusive, and the palace lord and I put Yang Xun's body back on the stage, except for the hair to regain its luster, the dry skin and flesh did not react, I put my clothes on Yang Xun, and the last person who knew the secrets of the 117th Bureau and the Vientiane Divine Palace died in front of our eyes in an instant.

I now somewhat understand what Yang Xun wrote at the beginning of his notes.

This is a relic that cannot be made public.

It's definitely not just the three unknown dragon veins hidden here, what the 117th Bureau took away from the Vientiane Shrine may be the biggest secret here.

We passed through the Tianji Palace, continued to walk forward, there was an extremely complicated mechanism on the closed stone door, it took a long time for the palace lord to open, looking at the slowly separated stone door, the expression of the palace lord who stood up was a little stunned: "This mechanism is not trivial, the people of the 117 bureau can actually open it, it can be seen that at that time, there was also a person who was extremely good at the mechanism in the 117 bureau." ”

"Yang Xun mentioned in his notes that he found that the 117th Bureau did not look like a combat unit, there were many experts in various fields in it, and this department seemed to be very mysterious and had great power." I say.

"The Vientiane Shrine was discovered thirty years ago, why has it not been made public, this is perhaps the biggest and most amazing discovery in the history of archaeology." Ye Zhiqiu was puzzled.

"I'm curious not about why the 117th Bureau didn't make it public, but why they covered up the traces of being here, and ......," the general said, carrying a gun. Judging from the records left by Yang Xun, the 117th Bureau did not finish exploring the Vientiane Divine Palace, even if it was attacked in it, but after all, it was an army, why didn't they continue to survey this place after resting, but ordered the entrance to be closed? ”

I sighed silently in my heart, the 117th Bureau only gave up halfway through the investigation of the Vientiane Shrine, either because the danger encountered in it could not be resisted, so I had to give up, or they had already gotten what they wanted, and the Vientiane Shrine was no longer important to the 117th Bureau.

However, these two speculations, no matter which one they are, do not seem to be a good thing for us, and a danger that an army cannot resist, not to mention the few people we have left now, no matter how you look at it, the passage that emerges from the opening of the stone gate is a road of no return without any hope.