168 What kind of hysteria do you sow, Lao Lin?

Lin Yi's mind was a mess now.

Is it a dream that I have experienced?

If it was really a dream created by Zhou Gongdan, no matter how he confirmed it now, it was just in vain.

So, what are the signs of being caught in a dream?

The person with the shadow is the one who is sober, and the person without the shadow is the picture he imagined?

Thinking of this, Lin Yi's mind suddenly came to mind the situation after he was in the tomb of the Absolute Queen, after being hit by the "Nightmare Curse".

But at that time, he could at least tell where reality was and where was dream.

If this is a game set up by Zhou Gong thousands of years ago, what you want is for a willing person to take the bait?

Willing to take the bait?

Isn't this exactly Jiang Taigong's strategy?

No wonder no one has touched this feng shui treasure cave for so many years, it turns out that it is waiting for someone to take the bait automatically.

Does the bronze statue of the twenty-four generals of the early Tang Dynasty of Lingyuan Pavilion exist?

In this well-dressed mound, why is it a pottery figurine of a maid of the Tang Dynasty?

Is the answer to the puzzle you think you have solved?

All the questions suddenly filled Lin Yi's head, all the information suddenly poured in, and his whole head seemed to be about to blow up.

I feel like there's a magnetic field invading my brain and want to implant something.

Lin Yi closed his eyes, and his recent experience began to flash back like a slide in front of his eyes.

Team Liu, Wu Jingshan, Zhang Qiuli, Wang Qiang, Qian Sheng, and the vivid and hungry bronze statue, the evil ghost that suddenly turned around and changed, the mouse the size of a cat, the Tang Dynasty maid with a cracked face, and the Taizong Zhengguan mirror

In the alternating intervals of these images, there is a faint vague image interspersed with it, and its appearance seems to be that of a man.

But it's not very real in the haze.

In the interspersed between these images, the man who seems to have come from an ink painting puts his hands together, raises them above his head, and salutes Lin Yishen

Judging from the silhouette, the wide robe and large sleeves worn by this man are not the outfit of modern people.

Then he took out a scroll from his sleeve and spread it out in front of Lin Yi, and suddenly nine dazzling stars rose from the scroll, arranged in a disorderly manner in the air.

It forms an intricate star map.

After the star map flashed for a moment, it quickly fell and disappeared, and the man on the opposite side put away the roll with both hands, and held it horizontally between his hands, presenting it to Lin Yi.

Then his image slowly disappeared from Lin Yi's sight.

The images that kept flashing back in front of me before were slowly focused on one point, and this point began to enlarge infinitely, thus turning into a huge human face.

Then there was an oncoming mouthful of water spraying himself all over his neck and face.

"it!"

Lin Yi blurted out, and subconsciously wanted to touch the weapon, only to realize that his hands were cut behind his back.

"Lao Lin, what's the matter with you, what kind of hysteria are you spending?"

Wang Qiang's big face appeared in front of him, holding an open bottle of mineral water in his hand, and there were traces of undried water on the side of his mouth.

"Me? Hysteria? Lin Yi turned around with a confused face, and saw Qian Sheng giving himself a grappling technique behind him, carrying his body on his back, as if he was carrying a backpack, fixing his arms and making himself unable to move.

"Money shopkeeper, what does this mean?"

"Master Lin, I'm sorry, your movement just now was too big, and the two of us had to do it as a last resort."

Lin Yi was still confused.

"What happened to me?" 、

"What's wrong? Good guy, just took away the live broadcast equipment from me, and after chatting for a while, he sat down and began to roll his eyes, twist his neck, just like being evil, I called you deadly, but I didn't agree.

The money shopkeeper just patted you in front of him, almost kicked you on the little shopkeeper, it was really no way, so I restrained your arm, I took a saliva of water and sprayed you, and then you woke up. ”

"Master Lin, are you okay now?"

Lin Yi nodded helplessly.

Qian Sheng let go of his arm and stood aside.

"Are you alright?"

"It's all right!"

Lin Yi lowered his head at this moment, and the corpses of the corpses like small candle heads on the ground were still piled up on the ground.

The shadows of Qian Sheng and Wang Qiang reappeared.

"I estimate that Lin Ye is tired, plus the air here is not very circulating, and he is upset, so he is a little out of control. Master Wang, have you ever heard of such a disease, called 'respiratory alkalosis'? The symptoms are quite similar to this. ”

"It doesn't matter what kind of alkalosis he has, as long as the person is fine, I said Lao Lin, since we entered the desert to the present, you can turn back to the chain." What's wrong? ”

Lin Yi reached out and scratched his head embarrassedly, stood up from the ground, and moved his arms and muscles twice.

"It's like I've had a dream just now, and I've dreamed all the things that happened on our trip from beginning to end, and it's amazing anyway."

Wang Qiang reached out and patted Qian Sheng's shoulder.

"What am I talking about? What am I talking about? I have to know him, right? He was asleep, dreaming, sleepwalking. By the way, shopkeeper Qian, tell Lao Lin what you just discovered. ”

Qian Shengshen mysteriously walked up to Lin Yi, holding a small iron ring on the parachute rope in his hand, close to the outer wall of the round rammed earth.

The little hoop seemed to be attracted, and it sucked it in with a click.

"What does that mean?"

Lin Yi asked rhetorically.

Qian Sheng pretended to carry his hands deeply and began to pace in front of him.

"You don't know this, it is said that someone once took refuge in a cave from the rainstorm, but in the cave wall, he found the image of the ancients when they were fighting, and at first he thought he was hallucinating.

The illusion lasted for a few seconds, and then vanished.

He recorded the situation, and who knew that someone later came to this cave to take shelter from the rain and found the same situation again.

So, I found professionals to conduct research, and later found that there is a natural magnetic field around this cave, and this magnetic field recorded the images of the ancients passing through here when they were fighting.

As long as the weather is right, the original image will be recreated on the cave wall. ”

When Wang Qiang heard this, he immediately came to his senses.

"I have heard this kind of story since I was a child, saying that in the Forbidden City, every night of thunder and lightning, I can always see a row of palace maids and eunuchs lining up through the wall, and the patrol people were scared half to death, and they thought it was haunted, and then the news of the haunting of the Forbidden City spread everywhere.

Later, the expert stood up and explained that it was basically the same story as the money shopkeeper, saying that the palace wall had a magnetic substance, which generated a magnetic field, like a videotape, and recorded the previous images.

As soon as I encountered thunder and lightning or something, it was like playing a movie, and the image was released again. ”

When Qian Sheng heard this, he stretched out his thumb and said:

"I didn't expect that Wang Ye is not very old, and he still knows about video recorders?"

Wang Qiang is also unambiguous.

"Isn't it? I'm nothing, some people, at a young age, still study gramophones and listen to records. ”

Qian Sheng smiled on the side: I'll just praise me as you.

The two teased each other, but Lin Yi suddenly fell into deep thought.

(End of chapter)