Under the wafting light emitted by the Gong Lan, I could barely see the environment near us.
In the corner are neatly arranged human-shaped stone sculptures, estimated to be hundreds, spreading into the darkness in the distance.
This is a stone statue of a soldier of the Jing tribe, wearing armor and mask, standing silently in the darkness for many years.
Years later, the light re-illuminated this relic of the Jing clan civilization. Farther ahead, on the faintly high platform, there seems to be an altar placed, which should be the reincarnation seat of the king of the Jing clan after the death.
On both sides of the stone ladder leading to the high platform, standing generals wearing hideous masks, wearing armor, holding swords in their hands, silently guarding the king's throne of the Xiao people.
Mr. Gu led the old man and they walked towards the stone carvings of soldiers in those corners. "Tsk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk
The old man rubbed his hands, adjusted the flashlight to the brightest, and walked to the depths of the stone sculpture. "Ji Clan definitely doesn't want to be as backward as we thought. This craftsmanship, looking at the details, is simply a real person." The old man was amazed, and couldn't help stroking his hands on the statues, as if he saw his son.
"Hehe, Old Chen, just have fun, and you can't take it with you," the big man said cheerfully.
"Hey." Old Chen said suspiciously: "Why is it weathered so quickly?"
He looked at the stone statue that he had just touched. A part of the stone statue had turned into black dust, floating in the air.
"It is estimated that it was let you touch it for so many years, and it broke." The big man smiled.
"No!" Old Chen took a step back, his expression changed, "This is connected to the outside world, it is not an airtight space, and the stone statue will not be instantly weathered due to sudden external force!"
"Look." Mr. Gu, who had not spoken, suddenly said.
We followed what he pointed out, and all the soldiers of the Jing clan began to explode in black dust. The stone statue collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the black smoke floated up and down, billowing in fullness.
"Will it be poisonous?" The old man covered his nose and quickly stepped back to everyone.
"Look at the hand you just touched the stone statue." Mr. Gu said.
As soon as the old man raised his hand, I leaned over to look at it. There was only some black ash on that hand, but the strange thing was...
"Old Chen's hands are getting more ash!" The big man yelled.
Indeed, under the light of the flashlight, the dust in Old Chen's hands was undulating, and black ash was constantly being born.
Looking up, the group of stone statues has been submerged by a sea of black dust.
The black ocean is fluttering, swirling in the air, sweeping black silk threads, and slowly encroaching on the space around us. In just a few moments, a sea of fog seemed to rise.
Old Chen yelled and slapped his hands on his body. The surrounding ground was already covered with a layer of black dust, and it was increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. If this continues, the group of people will soon be submerged.
"Go to the high platform!" Mr. Gu shouted, "The terrain on the high platform is higher." After speaking, he took the lead and ran to the high platform.
At the same time, in the darkness, the sound of a powerful sword sounded, as if a masterful sword was unsheathed.
The killing intent broke through the darkness and dust and struck head-on. The generals of the Jing tribe, who had stood silently under the high platform for hundreds of years, drew out their swords from many years ago, slowly walked out of the darkness, and once again guarded the country for their king.
I stared stunnedly at a general of the Suzu tribe who came out of the darkness. He was dressed in dark iron armor. He looked like a god who was killed from hell. He was blocked between us and the high platform. I almost looked at him restlessly. The heart is finished, and the magical film begins.
Under the pressure of the generals of the Xiao clan, Mr. Gu slowly retreated back.
At this time, the dust has spread to the position of the calf, and the situation will be bad if it is delayed.
"Ah!" The big man roared, took out the gun that started to stun me, and shot the "stone statue" that slowly walked out of the darkness.
There was a loud gunshot, and the rumbling sound came and went back and forth in the ears. The stone statue received a shot without any response, and continued to move forward. Behind it, the remaining generals of the Jing clan also slowly walked out.
There are eight in total. (End of this chapter)