At this juncture, I didn't dare to step forward, who was that figure hidden in the dark?

Just as I was holding down the dagger and preparing to step forward, the figure that stopped turned sharply and disappeared.

Damn it! I was frightened, and immediately ran up, at this moment the firewood in my hand has been extinguished in the process of running, only the red spark remains, in front of my eyes, is a loess dwelling, there is a passage at the end, the black shadow just turned to the left.

I was holding a stick, which was almost useless, and when I squinted, there was also a mud-walled house on my left, boxy, and I couldn't see how high it was because the night was too dark.

Did that man go inside?

Who is he? Could it be passerby A? But if it's a passerby, why is he alone? Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat, that person, could it be a stuffy oil bottle?

Thinking of this possibility, I almost without thinking about it raised my legs and stepped in, the surrounding black stretched out my fingers, the firewood stick in my hand had been completely extinguished, due to the hurry of running, except for a dagger, I didn't even bring a lighter, I am now completely in the dark, I can't see anything, the silence around me is terrible, not to mention any movement, not even a trace of the wind can be heard.

Looking at the darkness in front of me, I felt a chill in my ears, as if the next moment, some monster would emerge from the darkness. No, if it goes on like this, I have to be scared to death by my bad imagination, and subconsciously, I shouted: "Little brother? Is that you? ”

In the silence of the darkness, the voice of the only one, hollow in my ears, startled me.

Damn, why do you think it's so infiltrating.

After I finished speaking, no voice answered me, didn't that figure enter here just now?

I didn't have a light source in my hand at the moment, and after weighing it, I decided not to risk it, exited the gate, took out my dagger and made a mark on the wall, and began to walk back.

The road back was very wide, and by the sparse starlight, the houses and lanes on both sides could be faintly seen, and I thought I had entered Yabuda, but what kind of city it was would not know until daylight.

We passed through the tunnel under the totem pole, and it didn't take long for us to enter here, that is, the city was indeed in the weathered zone, and with the mysterious black shadow just now, I was almost certain that the passers-by must have driven in.

He was going to get rid of me and the surname Zhang, obviously there are secrets in this city that he doesn't want us to know, the black shadow just now, even if it is not a passer-by, is likely to be a passer-by's subordinate, now, I and the fat man are in the light, and the position has been exposed, and the passerby A is in the dark, and I don't know if there will be other actions, the next trip, must be very careful.

Originally, I was thinking of meeting with the surname Zhang, after all, now the equipment and food are in her hands, but now the situation is a little different, first, through the content of the Zansheng Sutra, I already know the reason why the stuffy oil bottle guards the door, if he doesn't want to come out, no matter how much I toss with the fat man, it's useless. Second, the stuffy oil bottle is likely to have gone out of the bronze gate, and now it is in this city, so there is no need for Yabuda's investigation, and the fat man and I should go directly to the stuffy oil bottle instead of looking for the surname Zhang.

But where does the stuffy oil bottle go? If he came here, it must have something to do with the thing behind the bronze gate, this thing guarded by the ruler of Yabuda, is almost the biggest secret of the city, then, the stuffy oil bottle is going to be the place where this secret is located, where will it be?

One word came to my mind almost immediately: Imperial Tomb.

What could be better than a royal tomb to bury a secret?

Just when I was thinking, there was a fire not far away, the fat man was still lying on his back beside the fire, although my body was tired, but my head was swollen, and I couldn't sleep when I lay down, and finally I simply closed my eyes and pretended to sleep, opened them from time to time, and observed the surrounding environment, and the black shadow never appeared again.

In the end, in a daze, I actually fell asleep, and when I woke up, I was kicked by the fat man and woke up: "Fuck, innocent comrade, let you keep vigil, you fucking sleep until dawn." ”

I didn't sleep well, I was really in no mood to talk to the fat man, so I wiped my face and woke up, and then told the fat man what happened last night. After hearing this, the fat man squinted and said, "So, we have been targeted, let's go, pack up the guys, and go to the place you said to explore first." ”

In fact, I and the fat man have nothing to pack at all, running all night, no water and food supplements, even if I sleep, my physical strength has not slowed down, the fat man is better than me, according to my guidance, all the way to the front, last night I don't feel how far I ran, now walking, this avenue in the city, but as if there is no end.

After walking for about 20 minutes, I felt that something was wrong, and I didn't chase it far last night, and the mark I carved should be nearby, why didn't there even be a shadow?

As I walked and looked around, suddenly, a black cross appeared in my eyes.

It's this mark again.

I was startled and motioned for the fat man to stop. It was carved into the wall of a house, and judging by the marks, it seemed to have been carved with something like a dagger.

This house is located next to the avenue, with a small alleyway on the right and an intersection on the left, somewhat similar to the prime location next to the modern avenue, the structure of this house is also an earth and stone structure, and it is a typical ancient Western design, with a flat roof, two floors, and a wooden corridor on top, built in a style that is somewhat like a Tibetan prayer corridor.

We came in a hurry last night, and I didn't have time to take a closer look, but now I look at the surrounding environment, but I feel very weird, even the fat man has found it, staring at the corridor above and saying: "Innocent, do you feel that something is wrong, the things in this ancient city are too well preserved." ”

Yes, it is so well preserved, the houses of the earth and stone structure have not been damaged for thousands of years, the whole city, the houses are scattered, basically you can't see the collapsed buildings, on the roads on both sides, you can even see the traces of the stalls that were once placed, this ancient city seems to have not gone through two thousand years of wind and sand, more like only a few decades.

I looked at the cross on the wall, and a faint unease rose in my heart, what does this cross that represents God mean? The first time I saw it, it was in that snake path, and the owner who left this mark had turned into a white skeleton, obviously, this was a dangerous signal.

I looked inside the room, the sunlight poured in, the furnishings inside were clear, the wooden tables and chairs, the stove, it was covered with wind and sand, but it was not rotten, in this city, time seemed to be frozen, leaving no trace of time.

Is there any danger in this?

Just when I hesitated to go in and check, the fat man was already swaggering, squeezing past me as if he had entered his own door, and shouted: "Innocent, the things here are well preserved, let's see if there is anything valuable." ”

I knew that the fat man was still worried about the golden operator, so I didn't scold him for being unproductive as usual, but just followed and reminded: "Be careful." When the fat man saw my cautious appearance, he immediately said with disdain: "I said naïve, how can you act like a thief." ”

After saying that, I walked around, fiddling with some bottles and cans, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes, aren't we here to be thieves now?

The fat man turned over for a long time, almost the same as copying the house, nothing was found, all a bunch of bottles and cans, although these things are old, but due to the remoteness of the market, no one knows on the market, people who play antiques, play is knowledge, these bottles and cans are interested in addition to archaeologists, I'm afraid no one will buy.

After searching, there was nothing wrong, the fat man pouted and said, "Another poor ghost, go, change to the next one." ”

I can't be thirsty in my mouth, my lips are bleeding, and I lick it to be fishy and sweet, although the goal has changed now, but I and the fat man have no food and equipment, and we must still have to meet with the surname Zhang, but the scale of this ancient city is not small, and it is still unknown whether the surname Zhang has come in or not, so I said to the fat man: "Let's find the water source first, otherwise the little brother will not find it, let's become a dry corpse dumpling first, and then the little brother will cut us is not, and it is not if we are not cut, how difficult it is." ”

When the fat man heard this, he subconsciously touched his neck and said: "You're right, if we become zongzi, it will be difficult for the little brother to do it. The fat man finished talking alone, and said: "But this place has been abandoned for more than 2,000 years, and there is not even a fly, where can I find it?" ”

In order to meet the needs of life, most of them introduced the surrounding underground river water into the city by digging wells, although there are no rivers on the surface of the desert now, most of the water sources have been transferred to the ground, that is, the wells are likely to be connected to the groundwater.

I told the fat man my reasoning, and he was already dry-mouthed, and before I finished speaking, he grabbed my arm and walked out, saying, "If you don't say it earlier, the fat man is thirsty and wants to drink urine." ”

Then we began to search for water in the city, which was laid out in all directions, with a wide road and countless small lanes, and it didn't take long for me and the fat man to get dizzy, and even the way we came.

The fat man wiped his sweat and kept licking his chapped lips, the hunger was still tolerable, but the taste of thirst was very uncomfortable, we walked in this kind of city for about two hours, and the footsteps never stopped, but we didn't even see the shadow of a well, the longer we walked, the more thirsty we became, and in the end, as the fat man said, even urine was willing to pour into the mouth, but unfortunately, neither of us had water to put in it.

After a long time, the fat man sat on the ground, smashed his mouth, and said: "Naive, your inference is not reliable, how do you think that the fat man thinks that the people in this city don't drink water, grandma's, how can there be any well." ”