874.Chapter 874: A Dried Corpse in the Desert

"Ye Shan, Agudam, you go in and take a look, this should be a hexagonal complex, this kind of building is generally hollowed out in the middle, just like Fujian Tujialou, the middle square is a place for the ancients to sacrifice, see if there is anything to find. www.biquge.info"He seems to be as calm as a general who deploys troops.

Little Toya's body kept shaking, this scene was simply terrifying, the wolf blood had already flowed into the ruins where they were hiding, and the soles of their shoes were extremely smelly.

"Are you afraid?" Wushuang rubbed the dust on the door of the little girl's head twice.

Toya shook his head, "No...... Don't be afraid!"

"Huh...... But you remember, it's useless if you're afraid, wolves are very vicious, just like Japan, why do they like to bully us Chinese and fear Lao Mei? Because Lao Mei is tough enough! They always think that Lao Mei's atomic bomb defeated them, so no matter what enemy they face, if they want to fight, they must fight to the death, do not give them a chance to breathe, and suppress each other in momentum! Come, stand up!" Wushuang threw a shotgun to her, the little girl was thin, don't look at her background in the horse gang, but she had never touched a gun, a shotgun was more than ten pounds, and the weight directly overwhelmed her.

"Ya'er, this apprentice will be handed over to you in the future! I don't have people around me who don't know how to use guns!"

At this time, a woman's shout suddenly came from the center of the ruins of the hexagonal ancient building. Everyone's attention was attracted by Ye Shan's shout, and they all looked back.

"Don't be distracted, keep it well, you can't let a wolf go, I'll take a look. Wushuang shouted.

He ran down the old staircase made of dead wood and rushed to the central square. Ye Shan covered her mouth, her chest floating up and down, panting heavily. Agudamu squatted on the ground, covering his eyes with his hands, as if he was grief-stricken.

"What's wrong?" Wushuang asked.

"Look, shopkeeper...... Look at it!" Ye Shan pointed to the front.

I saw that there was a stone pillar erected in the middle of the square, this stone pillar was about seven or eight meters high, and it was engraved with all kinds of ancient incantations, all of which were blood red.

There were two people lying under the stone pillar, and they didn't know how long they had been dead, and they had already been exposed to the sun. The eyeballs in their sockets were long gone, presumably pecked by a vulture hovering overhead.

It is not uncommon for dry corpses to appear in the desert, I heard that many people who are not afraid of life and death have come to look for the legendary sand city, and I don't know how many such dried corpses are buried under this death desert. The other Wushuang was surprised not by their deaths, but by their clothes, and the clothes worn by the two dried corpses turned out to be in the style of the Dongmeng Horse Gang.

The brothers of the Eastern Mong Mabang liked to wear Mongolian robes, but a majestic goshawk was embroidered on the robe, and the clothes on the two corpses were also there.

Wushuang pressed his hand on Agudam's shoulder and comforted him.

"It's them!" replied Agudam, weakly.

They are all good brothers who have been born and died, and none of them wants to see their brothers die in front of them, and they die so tragically.

It's no wonder that Wushuang couldn't wait for the last two to go back and report the news, it turned out that they had already died in this ancient ruin. But how could he die so miserably? How could he become a dry corpse? The temperature is not high now? That is, zero degrees, even in summer, it is impossible to evaporate all the water in the body without ten days and half a month of exposure, right?

What is it? Could it be that there is something terrible in this ancient ruin?

"What about the horses? Are you sure it's them?" The horses raised by the Mongolian people are very spiritual, and the horses that each of them ride under their crotch are almost all raised from childhood to adulthood, and the horses already have feelings for their owners, and they regard their masters as their biological parents, and if the owners encounter accidents, they will definitely run back to report to others to collect the corpses of their masters.

"The horses are over there! look!" said Agudam, sighing, pointing to a dark corner of the hexagonal building.

Wushuang walked over and took a look, and there were indeed two sturdy Mongolian horses in the darkness, they seemed to be frightened, and they leaned against each other at the slightest footstep approach, and their bodies kept shaking.

Horses are this kind of thing, generally only recognize one master in a lifetime, especially a good horse, even if the owner dies, others can not let ride, rather the jade is broken than the tile, and even some of the horses, after the death of the owner, it will also self-harm and die, never let others ride.

Wushuang knew the fierceness of the Mongolian horse, and did not dare to approach it easily.

The coats of the two horses were very dull, and the manes around their necks were blown up, so it seemed that they were not a little frightened. What did they see? They were so frightened that they didn't dare to run away? Could it be that their master died in an instant? Or they would have gone to save their master.

Wushuang took two steps back, looked around vigilantly, and looked carefully at the dark corners around him, and suddenly it seemed as if there was a demon hiding in the darkness, and if one of them didn't pay attention, the demon would pounce on them and suck their blood dry.

"Let's go, send this group of wolves away, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time!" Wushuang picked up Ye Shan and Agudamu and hurriedly retreated to the second floor where the wooden shelves were built.

But this group of hungry wolves didn't want to let go of their prey at all, so how could they retreat so easily?

"Brother, what's wrong?" Ma Ya asked.

"It's okay, you concentrate, hold on first, I'll deal with the rest!" Wushuang didn't want to tell the truth, the main threat now was this group of wolves, and he couldn't add fear to his brothers' hearts.

"Brother, those guys seem to be waiting for something, and none of them show their heads. Ma Ya said.

"What are you waiting for? Is there going to be something going on here?" Wushuang looked at the two dried corpses, and a faint sense of foreboding rose in his heart. How the hell did they die? What greater power is hidden in Mo Fei Li?

We can't wait any longer, we must first repel the wolves and withdraw from this ruin. But now there are more than 200 hungry wolves waiting for an ambush in front of them, rushing out and surviving without a barrier. But this group of guys don't show their heads, no matter how many bullets they have, no matter how accurate their marksmanship is, it is in vain.

Thinking of this, Wushuang jumped from the second floor in a few steps, there are two heavy wooden doors in this ancient ruin, and I don't know what kind of wood this is made of, and it has not decayed after so many years of invasion by the desert wind and sand. When they entered, they closed it to prevent the wolves from invading. Wushuang reached out and pushed the wooden door.

"Brother, what are you doing, are you crazy?"

"I'll lead them to show their heads, your marksmanship can be punctual, don't waste too many bullets, try to kill one bullet as much as possible, but don't miss it and ask for my own life!" Wushuang said.