Seeing these footprints and horseshoe prints, everyone was not calm at all.

The footprints are easy to explain, they are the marks left by them running around in a panic just now.

But what is the explanation for this horseshoe print?

The footprints of more than a thousand years ago, even if they can be preserved to the present, can they still be visible through a layer of salt?

"Fuck, Lao Tzu has been beaten here for a long time, it turns out that this gang of 'Yin soldiers' is a ghost!"

"No wonder when we came in, the passage was full of male yellow, it turned out that Yu Wenrui, this guy, raised a 'Yin Soldier' here!"

Listening to the conversation between several of them, to others it sounded like a "book from heaven".

However, judging from the expressions on the faces of several of them, there was no panic and panic at all.

Looks like we've found a way.

Lin Yi's obstacle knife was horizontal in front of him, and the "Yin soldiers" on the opposite side had all stopped, not daring to confront him head-on.

It seems that these guys are not stupid, they know the power of this knife, and they know that Lin Yi is definitely not easy to mess with.

Wang Qiang and Bai Lu also relieved themselves now, took out the white salt from their bags, and sprinkled it evenly around them.

Covered the messy footprints just now.

However, a new imprint appeared.

"They want to outflank them from both sides, give the realgar to Lao Wei and them, and put cinnabar on the weapon!"

"Understood!"

A few packets of realgar powder were given to Lao Wei, Jin Pengfei, Wu Jingshan and Xiao Liu.

"Consultant Lin, how should we use this thing?"

"Look at the footprints on the ground, if the 'Yin Soldiers' get close, sprinkle realgar powder on them."

"What about you?"

"We've got this!"

As he spoke, Wang Qiang took out cinnabar and smeared it on his tooth axe, and the long sword in Qian Sheng's hand was also coated with bright red cinnabar.

Bai Lu directly inserted the crossbow arrows into the cinnabar bucket and shook them twice, ensuring that each crossbow arrow was stained with cinnabar powder.

The footprints on the ground began to slowly detour behind them.

The long-dormant shouts of killing suddenly burst out.

"It's now! Kill! ”

Lin Yi burst into tears.

The realgar powder in Lao Wei's hands was thrown towards the position of the footprints in front of him.

I saw that a burst of smoke immediately rose in the air, and the realgar powder did not fall directly to the ground, but actually fell on the void.

A looming figure, where the body was stained with realgar powder, made a ghost-like howling sound.

"Fuck, you also have today, let you beat Lao Tzu stuffy!"

Wang Qiang shouted, waved the tooth axe in his hand, and slashed towards the place where the smoke rose.

At the place where the tooth axe fell, there was a distinct pause, and then it became extremely smooth, and then I saw a black liquid spurt out, and the crying suddenly stopped.

The realgar powder was also scattered on the ground.

When everyone saw that the "Yin Soldiers" were cleaned up like this, their confidence suddenly increased.

One by one, they held the realgar powder in their hands and kept throwing it around.

In the area around him, countless clouds of smoke immediately rose.

Wherever the smoke went, these "Yin soldiers" had nothing to hide, and the elite crossbows in Bai Lu's hands were fired one after another, and the figures in front of them fell one after another.

Qian Sheng and Lin Yi also brandished the weapons in their hands and fought to the death against these "Yin soldiers".

The eight of them are more and more skillful in cooperating.

As long as the realgar powder is sprinkled out, someone from the "foursome" side will immediately follow to mend the knife.

In an instant, the surrounding white salt ground was already impregnated with a black liquid.

The shouting and killing sound around him became smaller and smaller, and the momentum gradually dissipated.

I don't know how long the battle lasted, and when all the white salt on the ground had condensed into black salt cubes, and there was not much realgar powder left to distribute to them, the surrounding sounds finally stopped.

The situation with the "casualties" on the opposite side is not at all clear.

Their side also suffered a lot of losses.

Although these Yin soldiers could not inflict substantial wounds on them, they were able to inflict damage on them through the air current.

Everyone has more or less hard injuries on their bodies, but fortunately, none of them are fatal.

It's just that if this situation continues, it's hard to say.

"Die! It's all for the master! Die! ”

Xiao Liu seemed to have been hit hard, and he was still throwing realgar powder outward one by one.

When the powder was sprinkled, it all fell to the ground.

"Master Liu, Master Liu, it's okay, it's okay!"

Jin Peng flew up and grabbed his shoulders tightly, Xiao Liu's body was still trembling uncontrollably.

Lao Wei took the bag containing realgar powder from him, handed it to Qian Shengran, and he continued to collect it.

This crisis of "Yin soldiers borrowing the way" will be lifted for the time being.

Out of prudence, Lin Yi took out a packet of salt and threw it farther away, and did not see any traces, so he was relieved.

"You guys wait here, I'll go check on the situation."

After speaking, he held the obstacle knife in his hand and walked into the black crematorium.

The four walls of the furnace are cast using the "steel filling method", and then the four pieces are spliced together.

The upper floor is where the corpses are burned, in the middle is a compartment for filtering ashes, and below there are four fire tunnels for ignition.

There were also remnants of pine branches, charcoal, and coal that had not been fully burned in the fire tunnel.

From the ashes beneath the furnace, in addition to the burned ignition and bones, there were also clusters of arrows mixed in.

And there are two types of arrow clusters.

One is a three-edged arrow cluster with a regular shape, and the other is a willow leaf arrow cluster with a small shape.

This kind of three-edged arrow cluster has begun to equip the army in a large area in the Central Plains Dynasty since the Qin and Han dynasties.

On the contrary, these ethnic minorities in the border areas, because of the backward casting process, cannot produce a large number of three-edged arrow clusters, and can only make flat arrow clusters.

It can be seen that these arrows were shot into the bodies of these people at that time.

And these ghosts of the Yin soldiers are the soldiers who died when Zhang Ji led Cao Wei's soldiers to fight Lu Shuihu.

For some reason, these people failed to return to their homeland in the end, but were dug up by Yu Wenrui and even the people and horses, instead of returning to their hometowns for them, they threw them into this crematorium, condensed their grievances, and refined them into Yin soldiers.

The origin of such a vicious evil art is no longer verifiable, but it is certain that it completely disappeared after the Tang Dynasty.

But considering that Yu Wenrui's era happened to be the junction of the Northern and Southern Dynasties and the Sui Dynasty, he was able to learn this kind of vicious evil art, which must have something to do with his extensive friends and extensive involvement.

These Yin soldiers who were "raised" by him may have been of great use at the beginning, but why they were still sealed in this cave later, there is no definite answer for the time being.

Now, the resentful "Yin soldiers" have been completely liberated from their lives through the hands of a few of them, which is not a bad thing. (End of chapter)