Hearing a click, the gang waved the big knife in their hands and cut off the heads of the kneeling people, and the round heads rolled down one by one.

My legs went limp and I almost fell to my knees.

Desertion reacted faster than me, and looked at me with a pale face: "What...... What's going on? I cǎo, I feel my hands and feet cold at this moment. ”

Just as I was about to take a closer look, the shadows were gone.

I took a deep breath, patted Desert on the shoulder, and said, "Desertion, Li Xueqin, you two are waiting here, I'll go over and take a look." ”

Deserted and frightened, he grabbed my arm: "Don't go over, haven't you seen what those are?" ”

I looked at the desert inexplicably: "What are those?" Do you see? ”

Deserted nodded with difficulty: "Yin soldier, Yin soldier." ”

"Yin Soldier!"

The desertion suddenly opened my mind, and I suddenly remembered some of the things I encountered in the Jiuli Fantasy Game.

After my grandfather died, countless "Yin soldiers" suddenly came out of the ground in our village. These Yin soldiers have captured all our fellow villagers to the "Yin Cao Underworld".

Although those are Jiuli illusions. But I now know that what happened in the Jiuli Illusion was what really happened in my grandfather's generation.

In other words, these Yin soldiers used to be real.

So are the Yin soldiers we see now the same as the Yin soldiers who captured the villagers?

I was very excited because I vaguely realized that this Guangyue Tower must have an inseparable relationship with Panmen.

Thinking about this clearly, I was even more determined to go up and have a look.

I took a deep breath and said to Xiaosha and Li Xueqin, let them wait here, I have to go over and take a look now.

Seeing that they couldn't stop me, they could only nod helplessly. Now that the Yin Soldiers are gone, I want to see if they have left any clues in their place.

It's ridiculous to say, I wanted to find Hulu Mountain, but in the end I found a large group of Yin soldiers.

But when I walked up, I didn't find any clues, so I had to give up.

When we got back, I lay in bed for a long time and couldn't sleep, thinking about the contents of the styrofoam box all the time.

The styrofoam box, which looks a little smaller than a coffin, contains what? Could it be...... Corpse!

The idea scared me aback, and it was a great crime to put a corpse on a monument.

But after thinking about it, I don't think it's very likely to be a corpse, who would leave the corpse where it is?

So what could it be? Why do you feel the cold inside as soon as you get closer? A bunch of ghosts live? But I think this is even more nonsense.

In the end, I racked my brains, but I really couldn't think of it, so I simply stopped thinking about it and fell asleep groggy.

In short, we have set our sights on Guangyue Tower.

The next day, we went to Guangyue Tower again, ready to see if anything had changed there today.

However, it was normal and left no traces.

After a morning of wandering around Guangyue Tower, the city management began to come over to ask questions. Ask us why we keep sneaking around the Guangyue Tower.

I said with a wry smile that we have any sneaky ones? We came here for a tour, and we just arrived here last night, and we wanted to find a hotel to stay in, but we couldn't find a hotel.

The city manager will be suspicious, saying that in the scenic area, where is there a hotel. He also said that we were stepping on the dots and wanted to steal the cultural relics in the Yue Tower at night.

The three of us were scared and hurried away. Just kidding, if you get caught, you really can't tell the truth.

But we didn't give up, and when the chengguan left, we turned back again. My idea was to rent a place nearby and stay for a while.

But we don't have much money on us, which makes us embarrassed. If we don't last a week, we'll all starve to death.

In the end, he was shrewd, and he smiled and took out a jade hairpin from his pocket.

I was taken aback, and hurriedly asked if the desert had come from Guangyue Tower last night? If the antiques on display in the Guangyue Tower were stolen, we would definitely be arrested.

However, the desert said that this was from Wang Zhengtai's small treasury, anyway, their masters are dead, and we are their new masters, and it is nothing to take anything.

I said you're not afraid of bad luck?

Li Xueqin laughed and said that Brother Kai is still wise, and she will be a woman in Brother Kai in the future, and she will not be hungry.

A joke, I was really taken seriously by desertion. Deserted and looked at Li Xueqin seriously: "Li Xueqin, in fact, I am also interesting to you, one day let's do something happy together?" ”

Li Xueqin glanced at her desertion fiercely, and scolded You, you should be yourself, I won't marry you, if I want to find a man, I have to find a little white face like Liu Yang.

I have always been comfortable with this kind of antique, and I can see at a glance that this is an antique from the Qin and Han dynasties, and it is worth at least 300,000 yuan.

However, in this city, it is difficult to get rid of antiques, and there are no antique shops at all, because this is a historic city, and the sale of cultural relics is not allowed.

That might prompt people to steal antiques from the Guangyue Tower.

However, in China, there is a black market in any city, and we easily found out about a black market, and immediately got rid of the jade hairpin.

Although it was only sold for 100,000 yuan, it was very painful to desert, but this fund was enough to support us for a long time.

With the money, we suddenly became thicker. We found a supermarket on the street across the street from Guangyue Building. This is the only supermarket in the scenic area.

We proposed the idea of renting a room on the second floor, and naturally they disagreed. But after giving the money, they readily agreed.

Of course, this is illegal and there is no fear that the supermarket owner will tell us where we are.

From this place, we can observe the second floor of Kogaku Tower, which makes us very excited.

In order to see more clearly, we bought three telescopes and waited until nightfall.

In the evening, when the chengguan got off work, many small traders began to set up small stalls in the square around Guangyue Tower.

The goods sold by these hawkers are similar to all kinds of local handicrafts, and the Dongchang gourd is the most famous.

In addition, there are paper flowers, wooden New Year paintings, and various walnut carvings.

The three of us refused to let go of any possible clues, so we took turns monitoring the gourd mountain, trying to see if there were any suspicious people who appeared on the gourd mountain.

We quickly set our sights on a young lad. The young man, who looked to be in his early twenties, sold Dongchang gourds at the foot of Hulu Mountain.

And in the middle of the night, although there are not many tourists, since he set up a stall, customers have been one after another, even if they don't buy, they will come together to see the excitement, which makes other small traders very red-eyed.

I took a closer look to see how his gourd was different from the others. But his gourd, both in appearance and appearance, is exactly the same as other gourds, and even not as good as other gourds.

I wondered, why are his gourds so popular?

I took the two of them up and took a closer look. His gourds are very ordinary, but the price is more expensive than those of other gourds.

However, when my hand touched the gourd, I always felt that the gourd seemed to give people a strange feeling, as if it was ...... Allure.

It's like if you touch an ugly girl and a beautiful woman, the feeling that these two people bring to you is absolutely different, and what beauty brings is attraction.

I smiled and played with it, and asked the little trader with a smile, what is better about this gourd than other gourds? Why don't I feel as good as other gourds?

The little trader smiled very honestly, saying that it was all hand-polished and attentive, and the sales of gourds were naturally better than those of other families.

I wondered, "Did you polish it by hand?"

The vendor nodded again: "I have touched it with my hands, and each gourd must be rubbed at least a thousand times." ”

I deliberately observed the palm of the small trader's hand, which was very delicate, soft, and not rough at all.