The black glasses took a puff of cigarette, and the red light flashed in the darkness: "First of all, tell me what do you know about Qi Yu?" ”

Wu Xie sorted out his thoughts and told him eloquently:

In 1976, Qi Yu participated in the archaeological action of the second generation of Lao Jiumen on the ancient building of Zhangjia in Banai, Guangxi;

In 1984, he participated in the archaeological mission of the Xisha submarine tomb;

In 1990, he entered the archives on the second basement floor of a university in Changsha and extracted the information of "1956 Guangxi Shangsi Zhangjiapu Site Archaeology";

In 1995, he was videotaped crawling on the ground in the Golmud Sanatorium. His whereabouts are unknown.

"Qi Yu has the same face as me, but this face doesn't seem to age like my little brother for more than thirty years. Therefore, Qi Yu is most likely not a person, but a common code name of a group of people who appear with the same face. ”

The corners of the black glasses' mouth curled: "Qi Yu is indeed not the only one. Since the time of your grandfather, people have made many shadows for him. ”

"Shadows?"

"It's a stand-in." The dark glasses looked at Wu Xie: "These shadows only exist to protect a common entity, and it is the real Qi Yu himself. ”

Being told again that his existence was just a stand-in for someone, Wu Xie's feeling of unhappiness became strong again.

"It's too pediatric. The biggest flaw is that all the stand-ins in the past few decades have been the same, unless Qi Yu himself is a living zongzi who is immortal! ”

The dark glasses looked at Wu Xie and smiled meaningfully.

Wu Xie's heart jumped and said, "You mean, Qi Yu and Little Brother are the same kind of people?" ”

Dark Glasses nodded: "Not bad." The longevity of the Zhang family is due to family inheritance, a trait that outsiders cannot covet. However, Qi Yu, who is not from the Zhang family, can also live forever, so compared with Zhang Qiling, the secret on Qi Yu's body is more likely to become the target of public criticism. ”

Wu Xie struggled to digest the information contained in this in shock: Could it be that Qi Yu and the little brother had known each other for a long time, and he had obtained the secret of immortality from the little brother?

In the eyes of the stuffy oil bottle, he was really a substitute for that Qi Yu. No wonder the stuffy oil bottle has been asleep for ten years, and when he woke up, it was Qi Yu's name.

This thought made Wu Xie extremely irritable: "What is the relationship between Zhang Qiling and Qi Yu?" ”

Just now, the little brother was long and the little brother was short, and the title was changed to "Zhang Qiling" all of a sudden.

The black glasses were amused by Wu Xie's reaction and blinked under the sunglasses, and deliberately wanted to say it and dragged out his tone: "Speaking of the relationship between the two of them——, tsk!" ”

Wu Xie glared at him unceremoniously, eager to cut out two holes in the blind man's face.

The black glasses coughed and said, "Actually, the dumb man and the real Qi Yu himself don't know each other. ”

He added: "Although the eras they lived in partially coincided, their trajectories did not intersect. Qi Yu should basically belong to the previous generation of Zhang Qiling's generation. ”

Wu Xie felt that his head had become very big: "Someone can actually live for so long?!" Is Qi Yu himself really still alive in this world? ”

Black Glasses shook his head: "It's hard to say. There are so many shadows that it's hard to tell which one is a stand-in and which one is the deity in all these years. ”

Although some answers were given, the confusion continued unabated. But knowing that the stuffy oil bottle had no direct connection with Qi Yu still made Wu Xie breathe a sigh of relief.

As for why the stuffy oil bottle called the name of "Qi Yu", did the stuffy oil bottle see the real "Qi Yu" in the bronze door? Wu Xie made up his mind to find the stuffy oil bottle this time, and he must force him to make it clear in person.

The next day, the light blue haze in the ancient city had not yet lifted.

Wu Xie and his party extinguished the campfire, leaving a few people outside to answer, and the rest of the people prepared to go to the ground.

Seeing that the young man with the appearance of Sven who came with the black glasses also joined in with the equipment on his back, Wu Xie glared at the black glasses coldly and said, "Your people, you take care of yourself." ”

Although it should not be simple to bring people with black glasses, this young man looks white and delicate, not like an ordinary Tufuzi, but like a college student who has come for sightseeing.

Dark glasses pouted and smiled, noncommittal.

The young man walked up to Wu Xie and smiled kindly: "Little Third Master, my surname is Chen." If there is anything that is not done well later, please look at the face of the fourth master and take more responsibility. ”

It turned out to be someone from the Chen family. Both the blind man and the stuffy oil bottle had worked together under Chen Pia's four hands. It is not strange for a blind man to bring someone from the Chen family over.

Wu Xie snorted and said: "The underground organs don't recognize any relatives and friends, and no one can take care of anyone when the time comes, so take care of your own life." ”

The young man surnamed Chen smiled kindly, which was regarded as a response.

I saw the iconic pagoda in the palace area from afar, after thousands of years of wind and sand baptism, there are still more than ten meters of residual height today. It can be imagined how it towered into the sky at that time, causing travelers on the Silk Road to stop and look up.

The fat man saw a group of people coming, stood on a high place and beckoned to Wu Xie: "Finally willing to get up, come and see the fruits of my labor in the morning!" ”

Walking to the rammed earth platform fifty or sixty meters square in the middle of the ruins, the entrance to the underground palace that had been hidden by backfilling had been dug up again.

From the time when the black glasses sealed the underground palace to Wu Xie's return, a full twenty-one days have passed since Zhang Qiling was alone underground.

This is the twenty-one days that make Wu Xie feel tormented all the time, or it may be the twenty-one days when the stuffy oil bottle was alone under the desert Gobi, without food, water, sunlight, or even air.

Wu Xie looked at the bottomless hole, but he didn't dare to take a step.

Feeling someone pinching his shoulder, the fat man said: "Innocent, go forward boldly, little brother is still waiting for us to save it." ”

Counting Wu Xie himself, there were a total of ten people who came down together.

Fat people, young people with black glasses, surnamed Chen, and a few more reliable guys from the Wu family.

Wu Xie tightened the long cloth bag he was carrying. It was the little brother's black gold ancient knife.

He wanted to return it to him with his own hands, and he had to throw it over coolly: "You better keep this thing for yourself, it's stupid and heavy, I'm not rare, sir!" ”

But then again, this dragon's back is really heavy with its back tied to it.

Slope down the road, and soon you won't be able to see the light of the entrance behind you.

The darkness grew thicker.

The cold light source of the LED flashlight reflected the pale and solemn faces, the temperature began to become gloomy and cold, and everyone's breathing was suppressed and short.

The hot sweat on the fat man's face has turned into cold sweat: "What are you nervous about, let's not come to fight, this is a storeroom of King Gaochang, see how I save the patriarch of the Zhang family for a while, and by the way, take the small treasury that King Gaochang secretly hid behind his wife's back!" ”

"Then again," the fat man shouted at the black glasses that walked in front, "blind man, did you meet zongzi last time you came?" ”

The black glasses carried the handle slightly, and it looked familiar: "I didn't see the zongzi when I came with the dumb man, and now when the little third master comes, it's hard to say......"

The two of them had nothing to do, Wu Xie was innocently lying on the gun, and was about to go crazy, when he heard the black glasses say: "It's here!" ”

At the end of the road is a stone chamber of more than ten square meters, the color of the stone is dark red, and the texture of the surrounding Flame Mountain mountain range is the same.

Deep and shallow lines faintly appear on the red stone wall, and the brightness of several flashlights is turned to the maximum, and it can be seen that the walls are full of intricate murals.

Wu Xie raised his flashlight to read it carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more gloomy his face became.

The fat man touched Wu Xie, who was a little distracted, with his shoulder, and said, "What are you talking about?" ”

Wu Xie came back to his senses, shook his head to dispel the shock brought by the strange picture, and said, "There is no narrative content, just a description of a scene. ”

"Scene?" Except for the black glasses leaning leisurely against the wall, everyone looked at Wu Xie with questioning eyes.

"The scene of the sacrifice." Wu Xie said: "From now on, all those who enter the front door will become sacrifices, and there will be no return!" ”

Directly in the direction of the stone chamber is a square cavern that stands so big and piercing that there is not even a decorative stone door.

On the dark red stone wall, the dark and unpredictable hole was like a black hole on the face of a bloody corpse. It was as if hell had opened its entrance, waiting for the arrival of the sacrifices.

Everyone looked at the entrance of the cave and fell silent for a moment.

After a while, Wu Xie said: "Those who can accompany me Wu Xie here today are all my Wu Xie's brothers." ”

"I don't even need to say more about the dumb Zhang who didn't come out, everyone understands the danger here."

"One step further is the ghost gate, and I'm not sure if I can get out alive. Come with me, brothers. ”

Wu Xie waited for a while, but no one responded.

As if it was none of his business, the dark glasses lit a cigarette and leaned against the stone wall to spit out clouds.

The fat man walked around, holding a flashlight in the corner of the stone room.

One of his subordinates, the head of the handicap called Lao Sun, was the oldest among several guys, and he coughed lightly and said: "Boss, you told the big guy before you came out, this time it is not a reverse fight, it is to save people." Including my grandson, the guys who came out with you have received your favors, either for money, or to find an opportunity to repay your little third master's affection. ”

glanced at everyone behind him and said, "Others don't dare to say it, but my grandson won't quit." ”

The rest of the guys nodded their heads as well.

Seeing that no one retreated, Wu Xie's eyes heated slightly, and he said solemnly: "Then I, Wu Xie, have thanked everyone here!" Regardless of the outcome of this trip, I will do my best to protect you! ”

"No comment, why don't you leave quickly?" The fat man yelled: "No matter how much you grind the daylily, it's cold!" ”