The dust was flying and the sky was covered with smoke. The Tu people on the road watched the army slowly rushing in horror. The bolts made a "crack" tremor, and the echoes of neat steps, floating and trembling the hearts of every border people present.

In the deep mountains, the foreign people who have historical races have been protecting a piece of land for generations. But at this moment, facing this fierce group of people running towards them, looking fierce and evil, everyone felt an unknown premonition.

"What's wrong? How could it break into so many troops?" A big man looked at the army that was driving out worriedly.

"I don't know, I always feel an unknown premonition." The old man shook his head and thought, and a sad look appeared on his cheek.

The woman pushed the child away and prayed devoutly, "Bless the Witch God, do not sin against your people."

After being baptized by war, the people were living in poverty. This race hiding in the mountains followed the ancient style and was not disturbed by the outside world. At this time, facing the sudden arrival of the heavenly soldiers, they were panicked.

At the beginning of a tall horse, Fujiwara swept across the people with fear expressionless expressions. Looking at their strange clothes, he was shocked. How many ethnic groups and tribes have been nurtured throughout the land of China, and how many ethnic groups have been nurtured to stick to their mission for generations. The people he sees now may be the legendary guardians. He has no right to let these naive and simple fools understand him, but he will never allow these people to stop him.

"I said they would not keep their promises. You see now?" Gao Liangjun knew it clearly, as if he had already guessed it would be like this. He smiled and said, "I just heard from me before. I didn't say anything, take them down first and then send them in. I don't believe they can run away. Now you can't hide the secrets of our trip. Instead, you have given them the opportunity to leave safely. I really can't figure out what you are doing?"

Fujiwara San swept over his cheeks with contempt, and inexplicably felt angry. Thinking that he was now a person on a boat, he took a deep breath and endured it, "If I were you, I would let them go. Except for us, who knows the horror below, it is better to let them suffer the consequences." Fujiwara San thought that Zhuo Bufei didn't know what would happen below and what would happen. He had never entered that year.

"Is it safe for us to go down?" Gao Liangjun smiled, "Don't forget, we may not be able to compare with them."

Fujiwara Mitsu smiled conceitably and said, "So I made a complete plan to let the army guard this area. As soon as they appear, they will take them down directly. If they are tactful, they will avoid death. If they are not tactful, they will be killed."

"You two are too naive. Do you really think they will come here?" Xu Hui said contemptuously, "What if they take the lead?"

"Haha." Fujiwara San mocked, "You should know that no matter how powerful Monkey King is, he can't escape from Tathagata's palm. If that's the case, it's better. I can wait for the rabbit again. After they come out, no matter what they bring, no matter what they bring, they don't want to escape from our palms."

Xu Hui looked at Fujiwara San's back viciously and continued, "What if they go in from another place?" He just said casually, but he just guessed the facts.

Fujiwara San stared at Xu Hui in shock and said seriously, "Then I can tell you that there is no possibility of survival."

Xu Hui was secretly surprised. After all, he didn't know what was going on.

Gao Liangjun was overjoyed and asked, "Are you so sure?"

Fujiwara San pointed to the sacrificial tower path in the stone village in front of him, "At the sacrificial tower, according to the Qimen Dunjia technique, it is the so-called Shengmen. If you enter from any other place, there is only one way to die. Do you think these Tu tribes are good people, and who knows what monsters their ancestors are? If it weren't for these armies and these guns, would you think we could stand here safely? They had long been arrested as intruders and sacrificed."

Xu Hui had seen the people on both sides. The simple and honest men looked angry and their clenched fists were ready to move. They could really rush out at any time and fight with these troops to the death. The women who were at the end were chattering and communicating in local languages, and they couldn't understand what they were saying, but their eyes were full of confusion. These people were simple and fierce. Xu Hui understood a little. He swallowed and began to believe Fujiwara Mi's words.

Mitsu Fujiwara stretched out his hand and waved it. The soldiers on both sides drove the Miao people together, then raised their guns and fired a few shots. The Tu people were startled and took a few steps back. Even the angry men were full of fear. Mitsu Fujiwara was intimidated by the rough primitive people in front of them. The soldiers behind them pushed a few steel cannons and put them in the middle.

The crowd was yelling, and the older people hugged the young children, all of which were scared.

"Listen, we just need to take away some things. As long as you stay here, I promise that you will be safe." Fujiwara San asked the translator to shout at these Tu tribes, and then said to the guards behind him, "Who dares to move around and carry out the shooting."

Xu Hui laughed and said, "It's so majestic. If Governor Yang knew that you were using his army to do something wrong here, I don't know what would happen? You said that, what method did you use to fool Governor Yang and transfer these troops."

Fujiwara San's slender eyes oozed out with a strong murderous intent, sweeping over Xu Hui's face, as if he could not resist the murderous intent in his heart. Seeing this, Gao Liangjun waved his hand to rescue him, "You don't know Chief Fuji too much. Since he dared to do this, he must have a complete countermeasure. Do you think Governor Yang is so easy to fool."

Mitsu Fujiwara ignored the singing and harmony of the two and ordered the guard beside him, "Tell me the order to blow up the wall against the pond." Mitsu Fujiwara pointed at the ancient and strange building in the distance. From a distance, it looked like a barrier of a castle.

The guards were stunned and stared at Fujiwara Mitsu, as if they didn't believe what they heard. They were the confidants of Governor Yang, who lived in Mingcheng all year round, and still had some understanding of the folk customs here.

The place where Fujiwara San asked them to blow up was the place where the Tu tribes worshiped their ancestors. They knew that there were all kinds of strange legends and curses in these ancient houses. If the Tu people were aroused to resist, it would probably cause a bloody storm. Maybe their lives would be here. They hesitated in their hearts and were never moved.

"Didn't you hear it?" Fujiwara Miku shouted angrily, "I want you to order the wall to explode."

The guard trembled. Before he left, Governor Yang personally ordered that he must listen to Fujiwara Mi's words, otherwise the military law would deal with it. After weighing the pros and cons, he shouted to his confidants, "Go." He led more than a dozen people to the main hall of the ancestral hall, quickly placed the explosives, and the Tu tribe beside him showed a suspicious and nervous expression.

"No, they want to destroy the altar." A Tu man who saw the clue was furious.

"Everyone, stop them." The crowd was filled with noises and slowly became restless. The altar was a place they could not violate and they would protect it even if they swear to death.

Hundreds of Tu tribe men picked up the curved sickle in the bamboo basket, with hatred gazes in their eyes and began to move their feet. Fujiwara Sanyan Aki stretched out his hand and waved his hand, and several soldiers ran out from behind. After a moment, they came to the front of these people. The dark and intimidating gun barrel hit their heads. As long as Fujiwara San's orders, these good men would be killed immediately and be buried here.

The Tu men with their chests exposed and their muscles gritted their teeth and glared at Fujiwara Mi.

When Fujiwara San encountered a provocation, he knew in his heart that if he didn't kill a warning to him, he could not suppress these people at all. So he made a cruel decision, closed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and several gunshots were heard, blood splashed, and the stubborn men fell into a pool of blood, and the forehead was shot, and black smoke gushed out.

The Tu people exclaimed, and the martyred family rushed forward, lay on the ground, shaking the bodies, but they did not wake them up.

The soldiers quickly loaded the ammunition and looked around vigilantly in case of sudden attacks.

The families who slowly accepted the reality slowly raised their heads, their eyes were red and bloodthirsty, but when they faced the soldiers' spears, they could only sob, glar at these demons, and emit a low curse.

The killing was decisive, and Gao Liangjun also showed a look of praise. Xu Hui then put away his arrogance. Fujiwara San was no longer the same as before, and he might have really sacrificed his life.

Fujiwara Mitsu's cold eyes were filled with murderous intent, and slowly landed on the ancient wall where the explosives were already placed. The patterns carved on the wall intersected and twisted into a ball to form a strange pattern. Fujiwara Mitsu was very reluctant to leave, and finally he held back, stretched out his hand and waved it, roaring, "Light up."

The soldier took out a match, straightened the fuse, and lit it with a hiss. Seeing the stars burning rapidly, the soldier hurriedly retreated and rushed to a safe distance. Then he heard a rumbling sound, and the explosive pack exploded, the flames splashed everywhere, and the huge rocks flew. The ancient city wall could not stop the explosive bombing.

Dust was flying, covering the sight, and a huge sound echoed around. In an instant, the wall accumulated by the rock collapsed, and the dust rose into a mushroom cloud. Seeing a valuable mural disappear, Fujiwara San felt aching in his heart.

The Tu people were frightened and thought it was the gods who were angry. When they watched the sacrificial tower collapse, they hurriedly knelt on the ground, muttering words in their mouths, praying to the heavens, and some even burst into tears.

The dust slowly dissipated, and a huge stone gate appeared on the altar. At this time, the burly men began to get restless again, constantly pushing the rifles of the soldiers in front of them, and seeing a chaos arise.

"Bang bang bang" several gunshots.

"Ah." Blood splattered and several more people died tragically.

The restless man was captured by his power and finally settled down. The translator said in a fluent local language, "If you dare to move around, you will all be killed, and no one will be left."

The crowd finally settled down. All the Tu tribes knelt on the ground, kept muttering words they couldn't understand, and kneeled towards the sacrificial tower, extremely pious.

All the soldiers looked at the strange scene in front of them in shock and dragged their rifles tightly. They knew very well that these ancient nations were brutal and were afraid of arousing resistance, so they stepped back a little.

Next to the good steel cannon, Fujiwara Sanyi looked solemn. In order to completely stop these people from resisting, he took the torch and asked the soldiers to aim the cannon at the giant tree in front.

The canopy spread out and covered a large area. The twisted trunks revealed the washing of time. Fujiwara San sneered and lit the fuse with a torch.

Xu Hui cursed inwardly, "My Crazy, do you need to do such a big fight?" But unfortunately, Fujiwara San looked at him with a look. He hurriedly retreated behind Gao Liangjun. Looking at the ignited fuse, Gao Liangjun smiled, and Xu Hui reached out to cover his ears.

Boom, shells flew out, and the torso of the big tree was blown into pieces.

The Miaomins who were kneeling and worshiping stood up from the ground and curled up in fear. The horrified expressions were as if they saw the witch god, and they did not dare to breathe, and they suddenly became silent.

The smoke dissipated, and Fujiwara three torches threw the soldiers beside him and slowly walked towards the stone gate. Gao Liangjun and Xu Hui also followed. The three of them appeared in front of the stone gate, and more than a dozen soldiers dressed in strange clothes were on standby in an orderly manner.

Mi Fujiwara took out a weird mask from the package and put it on his face. His whole cheeks were covered in the mask, and then ordered, "Light the oil lamp to explore the way."

More than a dozen soldiers lit the oil lamps prepared in their hands and slowly entered the stone gate.

The oil lamps held by these soldiers were specially treated and separated by glass covers for easy carrying. Fujiwara San was obviously prepared for him, so he slowly followed him into the cave.

"Why did you go in from here? It took so much trouble to kill people and destroy faith? Isn't this auspicious thing? Why don't you feel more at ease and come in from the same way?" Xu Hui asked in confusion.

Fujiwara San's voice seemed very strange through the thick mask, "Even if I tell you, you may not understand. I have been thinking about how to safely enter this damn altar. Finally, I figured out that this secret altar should have an entrance, and finally I focused on this sacrificial tower."

Gao Liangjun laughed and said, "It's true that he is the Fuji family, not comparable to us mediocre people. Now, the luckiest thing back then was to listen to you so that he wouldn't die below." Gao Liangjun seemed to have met Fujiwara Mitsu today, and he kept saying compliments.

The oil lamp in Fujiwara Mi's hand shone on Gao Liangjun and Xu Hui in front of him. His eyes looked very strange under the dim light, but through the mask, no one could see through what the other party was thinking.

Fujiwara Mitsu provocatively pushed Xu Hui away in front of him, raised the oil lamp, and looked at the wall at the entrance in front of him, a strange picture appeared. Fujiwara Mitsu shook slightly and became stunned.

Xu Hui was angry. Fujiwara Mi looked down on him again and again, and opened her mouth to curse. A terrifying picture appeared in her eyes, her arms trembled, the oil lamp swayed back and forth, and the dim light shook.

"It, it, it is alive." The soldier screamed, and the rest raised their spears.

Gao Liangjun looked in shock and painted a bloody grimace on the dark stone wall. His red and bloody eyes raised in horror, rolling back and forth with the dim light, like a living person.

"Ah." Xu Hui screamed in shock. He found that the grimace was grimly smiling at him. The blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth seemed to be dripping on the ground. He was sure that this was alive, and when he turned around, he was about to run out.

Fujiwara Mian looked at the stone wall with calmness and walked forward for a long time without taking it seriously. Gao Liangjun followed him silently. Xu Hui found that the two of them did not retreat but moved forward. After hesitating for a moment, he struggled back and forth for a few times, and finally hesitated and followed him with a cruel heart.

The hideous ghost face showed a striking light, and the blood-red eyes seemed to be alive, and began to gradually separate, slowly wandering away from the pupils, and finally disappeared into the gap in the darkness, losing their agile eyes, and the ghost face revealed its hollow pupils, which became even more terrifying.

"Didn't you see the face you just now? Why do you have to go down? Why don't we go back? The gold in the vault is enough for us to live for the rest of our lives. Why should we take the risk of coming to this strange place?" Xu Hui looked around and said tremblingly, "I always feel that this place is very strange."

Gao Liangjun said dissatisfiedly, "If you are afraid, you can go back, I didn't stop you."

"Okay, give me the keys, I'll leave now." Xu Hui looked at the two of them and said, "Don't worry, I only take my part, and I will never take more." He hated his incoherence, and he almost didn't have to think about it. No one could give him the keys. If he gave them, he could not guarantee whether he would hide. The two people in front of him were not fools.

"You are afraid that you can wait on it." Fujiwara Mibuqi said slowly, "Oh, I forgot to tell you that my key was not worn on my body, and I have to wait for us to come back no matter what. However, if we can't come back, you will be in trouble. Facing two keys, you will never think of opening the vault in your life."

"Who, who said I was scared." Xu Hui's voice trembled, but he didn't want to be looked down upon, and forced himself to say, "I just don't want you to take risks. So many people are exploring the way forward, what am I afraid of?" He cursed in his heart, "These damn madmen, they are desperate for money." Looking at the dark and terrifying inner wall of the cave, it seemed to be excavated, exuding gloomy terror, and a chill spread from his toes, he shivered.

The stone steps on the ground are not material. It seems that after a long time, they are coated with a layer of black and heavy coating, and when they step on it, it makes an unpleasant tearing sound, like an invisible knife, slowly slamming everyone's nerves.

A loud bang came, and Zhuo Bufei looked into the fog and said strangely, "This is the sound of explosives. It seems that they have started to take action." He thought about it and said, "Everyone should hold hands to avoid getting lost in the fog." Everyone nodded and groped slowly. The hands finally held hands with each other and moved forward in the fog.

"Damn, they rushed in front of us." Luohan cursed and reminded.

Zhuo Bufei looked ahead helplessly, and the fog filled his eyes, blocking his vision. He said helplessly, "Judged from the direction of the explosion, they must have entered from the sacrificial tower, but that may be a dead end."

"How can we have a way to live?" the old monkey complained, "After all the torture, my old bones may be broken up. It's really worse than death. I don't know when I can get out of this ghost place. It's getting dark, are we going to sleep here with these damn skeletons?" In a dangerous situation, he no longer cared whether he was appropriate to speak.

The white-headed man comforted him, "It's over, don't complain, Lao Zhuo, look again, is the compass so good? I guess we have walked more than ten miles."

Zhuo Bufei took out the compass from his arms, looked carefully, and found that the compass was still the same. He sighed helplessly, "Are we really going to be trapped in this ghost place?"

"Brother Little Monkey, do you think we can get out of here?" After all, Yini is a woman, and she needs comfort with her woman's fragility.

"Of course, don't worry, girl, I believe I will be able to leave here soon." The little monkey relieved Yini.

"This place is so scary. The bumblebees just now..." Yini couldn't help but tremble. It seemed that he was really scared.

"Don't be afraid, where are I here?" The little monkey pinched the palm of Yanni, and the thick temperature came, Yanni's beauty was much better.

"Don't you know that Brother Cheng is afraid?" Yini asked for something.

"This..." The little monkey didn't know how to explain it properly.

I was listening to the little monkey talking with beautiful eyes with my ears. The rustling sound came from afar. At first I thought it was a bumblebee, but I felt it was not like it. This sound was much heavier than the bumblebee.

At this moment, Yini suddenly screamed.
To be continued...