"Go!" Mr. Gu gave me a push.
Fuck me! Now I still remember to let me visit Lei Na.
Naked to the upper body, I reluctantly walked deeper, where there was an altar with the throne on it.
I raised my flashlight, and the altar where the throne was placed was getting closer and closer.
The footsteps slowly opened up, and finally, the throne at the highest point appeared in my field of vision. Sitting on it was the king of the Qi Clan.
He was wearing black armor and a mask with animal horns, sitting quietly on the highest point.
Even though he was dead, he still looked at the world, and the huge sword at his feet was covered with dust. I stopped, afraid he would move like those generals.
Thinking about it, it is very possible that both soldiers and generals have problems, let alone the king. The so-called upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked. Conversely, it can be said that the lower beam is not straight and the upper beam is crooked.
I slowed down and walked forward. The light of the flashlight hit the king of the Shao tribe. The armor of a hundred years ago shone with a slight cold light. I don't know what material it is made of. It can still maintain its luster after so many years.
I stepped up the stairs leading to the highest throne, Mr. Gu and the others stood and watched from a distance.
"Little brother! Be careful!" he yelled from below, his voice spreading in this space.
Hypocrisy, I think.
After his voice dissipated, the surroundings became quiet, leaving only the sound of my slow footsteps echoing around.
The rhythmic footsteps were suddenly disrupted, and two abrupt footsteps sounded. These two footsteps were sudden and scared me a bit.
I looked back at the other people. They were standing still looking at me. No one moved. Moreover, the sound of footsteps just came from above and disappeared after two sounds.
In other words, there were two footsteps on the high platform, where the king of the Jing clan was.
The others were still standing there looking at me, and Mr. Gu made a gesture for me to continue upward.
I nodded in anger, expressing my promise to complete the task. Then looking back, a figure was caught from the corner of his eyes.
A burly figure had been standing at the end of the stairs, standing at the highest place, leaning on his saber, silently looking down at this dark space.
The king of the shaman clan.
I was stunned. He was sitting originally, and combined with the two abrupt footsteps, I think the answer is already obvious.
I stopped and raised my head to look up at the King of the Suo Clan at the end of the stairs. On the hideous mask, the animal horns flashed with weird light.
I didn't dare to move for a while, and I didn't even dare to shine the flashlight directly, for fear of offending the king in battle armor.
"Little brother! Why don't you leave?" Mr. Gu in the distance noticed the strangeness and shouted.
They were far away, unable to see the figure that appeared on the altar.
I didn't answer, but stared at that figure.
He didn't move, I didn't move, and I didn't dare to speak because he felt he was staring at me.
"Little brother, it's okay, we're here!" Lao Chen shouted in a dragging voice from below.
Come on, come on, I said in my heart, come up and die together.
Mr. Gu and the others really followed up step by step. As the few people slowly approached, neither the standing king nor I moved.
It was estimated that he could see the situation on the altar clearly, and Old Chen said: "The one sitting there is the king of the Jing clan, and it should be the last king of the Jing clan."
Old Chen quickened his pace and walked upwards, his mouth was amazed.
I'm a little surprised, why Lao Chen said "sitting there", and the king of the Xiao Clan was clearly standing and staring at me with big eyes. I didn't dare to say anything, for fear of him suddenly violent.
He was also motionless, with a cold blade facing this underground space. (End of this chapter)