As if sleeping or not sleeping, Mingxia felt that there was a firelight flashing.He came to his senses at once, and the chapel was almost full, where could there be time to light a fire?
Ming Xia closed his eyes uncomfortably, and slowly opened them after a while, and found him lying on the bed of the dry river channel in the underground river.Not far away was a fire that was about to be extinguished, and the flickering light of the arched roof overhead and the rough walls on either side of the cave illuminated.It is slightly narrower than the river below the ancient city of Liangtai, and the dry air feels like an air current.Mingxia knew that this was not any stretch of river he had ever walked.He saw that on one side of the cave wall, a wedge more than two inches long was embedded in the crack in the stone about a man high, some kind of metal, which had decayed to a vague shape.Ming Xia touched it very carefully, and couldn't help frowning when she saw it crumbled into powder on her fingertips.Where has he been?
Mingxia took out a piece of firewood from the fire to use as a torch, tested the direction of the air surge, and decided to find the exit by himself.He walked forward in the direction of the wind, and after a while, a vague ray of sunlight shone in from the front.Ming Xia couldn't help but hold his breath, for fear that what he saw in front of him was his hallucination.As the light began to shine, a stone staircase appeared on one side of the river, behind which was a large man-made shaft, and the stone staircase winded up to the water intake above.It had not been used for a long time, and the well had been sealed by a thick layer of dust, and the derrick had long since decayed, like the wedge he had seen on the cave wall, as if it would turn to dust at the slightest touch.There was a staircase next to the derrick, and at the end of the staircase was a narrow gap, and the sound of the wind poured in through the hole, empty and far away.And that's where the warm light comes in.Ming Xia threw away the firewood that had been burned in his hand, and rushed up the steps in three steps and two steps.He was actually a little apprehensive in his heart, and after seeing the water intake room, he guessed that this place was neither Liangtai Ancient City nor River Ancient City, maybe just one of the countless ancient city ruins scattered in the desert.Mingxia panted and got out of the narrow gap in the hole.Outside the cave is a ruin buried in yellow sand, and in the distance stand several tower-like buildings, which are dilapidated, but still look old.Ming Xia walked out of the cave blankly, walked back and forth along the streets of thousands of years ago, and then climbed to a high place to look around.The ruins stretched from his feet to the back of the ruined tower, and beyond the ruins was an endless sea of sand, and the sun's sunset gave the desert a blinding red, blood-like that almost burned his eyes.Chapter 161 quietly explained Xia Why did you run so far, I found that it should have been very prosperous at the beginning, Ming Xia muttered to himself, estimating the area of this ancient city in his heart, compared with the ancient city he had seen when he had traveled, he felt that its area was nearly a quarter larger than that of Tashkurgan Stone City.He didn't study history, so he couldn't see what era the broken wells and ruins in front of him belonged to.However, when he was traveling in Xinjiang, he had seen several famous ancient cities, Loulan and Jiaohe, all of which were dilapidated and could not be seen, unlike here, the streets were smooth, the shapes of the houses on both sides were faintly visible, and some walls were even kept intact.Walking through the street next summer, in addition to the relatively intact houses, you can occasionally see the traces of stone collapse and decaying wooden pillars.Other than these, there is nothing that has been eroded by wind and sand for thousands of years, and has long erased the traces of human life.Ming Xia picked up a wooden stick that was so hard that he could barely see the texture and took it in his hand and gestured at it.This thing should be used as a weapon, some of it is not strong enough.But it's a pity to be a torch, after all, it's an antique.But with such a thing in your hand, you can also give yourself courage.Ming Xia walked along the street to the end and saw one of the best-preserved stupas in sight.The stupa is seven or eight meters high, made of rammed earth, and the adobe is mixed with some plant fibers.The base of the pagoda is a stone wall base with a lotus base, a typical Buddhist architectural feature.The space in the tower is not large, the murals on the four walls are peeling off seriously, and the residual line color should be painted as a Buddha statue.Ming Xia walked around inside and out and found a small pile of ashes in the corner.He shaved with the stick in his hand, revealing what was buried under the sand: unburned dead branches, three or five empty cans, and a few cigarette butts.Ming Xia checked it very carefully and found that the date on the canned box was five years ago.Mingxia was a little frightened, and tried hard to suppress the fear in his heart.Although it is possible to say that anything can happen in the land of youkai, it is still too challenging for him to travel back to a few years ago.It shouldn't be a crossing.Ming Xia comforted himself in his heart that he was just separated from his teammates.This must be temporary.The moon gradually rose, and a full moon like a disc gilded the endless sea of sand with a layer of bright mercury, and the walls of the nearby houses were as clear as if they were more visible than in the daytime.The stars twinkled above the vast canopy, and every star seemed as if it had just been wiped clean.The wind whimpered, hovering between the ruins.Ming Xia didn't dare to go around, he didn't know what the situation was outside, and of course it was impossible to go back to the underground river.I had to huddle in a half-collapsed corner next to the stupa.Both sides are walls, and the safety factor is slightly higher.At the very least, he'll feel a little more psychologically safe.Ming Xia hugged the dragon tongue bow and quiver to his chest, took out the arrows one by one, and put them back one by one.They were still there, and he felt a little more secure in his heart.Then he thought, could all this be a hallucination?
The purpose of the illusion created by the youkai is to make it effortless for them to destroy themselves?
Ming Xia shook his head, feeling that he was starting to be scared again when he thought about it too much.At this moment, he suddenly became alert in his heart, and there was a subtle sense that something was approaching him.But then all of a sudden, the fluctuation jumped, and it began to become chaotic, like a piece of music that suddenly changed in frequency and rhythm, and became noise.He could sense that it might be a disturbance of energy.Ming Xia felt that the blood in his whole body was churning, and he was unspeakably uncomfortable.In the midst of this flurry of dizziness, he heard a familiar voice calling out to him.Tomorrow summer?
Tomorrow summer?
Ming Xia opened his eyes, and in his slightly shaky vision, a blurry white rushed over from a distance.Mingxia's heart was steady.Qingqiu is not only his comrade-in-arms, but also his relative, and it is a great comfort for Ming Xia to meet him in such a strange and strange place.Why did you run so far next summer, Qingqiu's voice was aggrieved, I was in such a hurry to find you!
Ming Xia hugged his furry body, where is this?
How did you find it?
When I woke up and everyone was gone, I knew we had fallen into the trap of youkai.Qingqiu said angrily: It means to separate everyone one by one with a blindfold, maybe two people are standing face to face, but no one can see who Oh, I can't tell, that's what it means.Ming Xia laughed, I understood.My Qingqiu is really well-informed.Qingqiu's anxious expression slowly calmed down, and Meizizi narrowed his eyes.Ming Xia pondered his words in his heart, how to crack the trick?
If he really wants to be locked up in this illusion of isolation for ten days and half a month, he will go crazy if he doesn't die.Qingqiu folded his hands and counted it to him, "The Ancient Medical Scripture" said that to break the obstacle, you need to use black dog blood, black donkey blood, and black glutinous rice to clear summer, forget it, when I didn't ask.Qingqiu looked at him dissatisfied, for ordinary people without demonic power, this is the most effective method!
I know, I know, next summer to touch the fried fox, I'm just thinking, what kind of spell is the trick?
The so-called spells and demonic power of monsters, from an objective point of view, are all about the control and use of energy.Blinding, as it sounds, controls the conduction pathways of the human nervous system, causing the brain to receive false visual and tactile information.So, what are the ways to exert such influence?
Ming Xia laughed when he thought about it, he pinched Qingqiu's ears, and I remembered a sentence in martial arts novels: Martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken.Qingqiu blinked his eyes ignorantly, is a martial arts novel a playbook?
There are drama books, as well as movies and TV series.When I get out, I'll find a few classics for you to read.Mingxia took a deep breath and shook Qingqiu's big neck, Qingqiu, I thought of a way.You carry me and fly.Let's give it a try!
Where to go?
If you don't go anywhere, you just fly to a high place, Ming Xia said: like a helicopter, straight up.Qingqiu didn't understand what he was going to do, but he still obediently carried him and flew up, and it really looked like a helicopter, rising flat and rising into the air little by little.When I stood on the ground, it was obviously early in the morning, and it was dark everywhere.But as the altitude changed, the night that enveloped them seemed to slowly fade, turning to a teal blue, and then continuing to fade, turning into a hazy blue-gray in the early morning.The ancient city at your feet gradually disappeared into the thick fog of the morning mist, and even the highest stupa began to become shadowy.Do you want to raise it higher?
Qingqiu was a little uneasy.Can it still be raised?
Of course.The big fox is not convinced, you look at it!
One person and one fox continue to rise, and the world under their feet is getting smaller and smaller, and more and more open.Then, they seemed to have suddenly penetrated an invisible barrier, just like when they entered Qingqiu Mountain, there was a soft sound, and the brilliant morning light came to their faces, instantly stinging Ming Xia's eyes.It turned out that early morning had come.Mingxia hugged Qingqiu's neck tightly, his face buried in white fur, warm, comfortable, soft like a blanket woven from the finest cashmere.Qingqiu, tell me quietly, how did you find me?
Qingqiu glanced back at him and snorted unhappily, this is all a little trick.I just can't take care of so many people at once.Compared to them, of course, you are the most important.Ming Xia rubbed his neck.Qingqiu's hooves stepped around in mid-air, carrying Ming Xia to continue to rise.As the sun rose higher and higher, the chaotic and unidentified fog under their feet gradually dispersed, and Ming Xia saw the hole in the slope that they had drilled out of the underground river, the crooked embankment, and the winding traces of the river washing out of the Gobi Desert for a long time.The outline of the ancient city is gradually becoming clearer, the houses, streets, and dilapidated temples are like small pieces of paper in a jigsaw puzzle, and the people trapped in the ancient city are more like small beans one after another, they are headless and brainless to turn around in every square inch, as if everyone is surrounded by a transparent box.It's spectacular.Ming Xia didn't seem to be in a hurry, he reached out and scratched Qingqiu's jaw, motioning for him to look at the other side of the ancient river channel, what was there?
Go over and take a look.In fact, looking down from mid-air, Ming Xia couldn't see what was there at all.But what is certain is that there is a slope to cover it, and the terrain of the ancient city is relatively low, and the people in the ancient city cannot see it in any way.When they came out of the cave, they were immediately attracted by the ancient city, and they didn't expect that there was another mystery on the other side of the hillside.Qingqiu obediently lowered his height and approached the direction of the hillside.Go down, Ming Xia continued to scratch his jaw.Both canines and felines like to make people scratch their necks.But it's a pity that Qingqiu doesn't like it.Or it's not that he doesn't like it, it's just that he desperately restrains this nature in order to make himself look more mature and reliable.His mantra was: that's a game that only a little cub would love.And now, Qingqiu was obediently scratched by him, and he didn't think of resisting at all.Mingxia couldn't help but laugh, we could see a little more clearly, I suspected that there might be someone there.Qingqiu also asked him in a whisper, is it the one who made the trick?
Possibly.Ming Xia patted him on the neck, you talk to me quietly, don't let others hear.Now it seems that only we can move freely, and it is very troublesome to be discovered.Qingqiu nodded hurriedly, lowered his voice and protested, saying that he was actually very smart, I know, I know, I still need to say it.Qingqiu flew lower and lower, and Ming Xia saw that the side of the hillside turned out to be a ruin.There are houses, there are streets, and there are dilapidated stupas.Separated by a dry river, the ancient cities on both sides seem to look in a mirror facing each other.And this ruin is surrounded by a white mark.It's as if there was once a river there, and the water was surging and left a deep mark on the earth.However, as the years passed, the river slowly dried up, and only the traces of erosion stubbornly remained.Something seemed to be moving in the ruins, but before Ming Xia could see clearly, the ruins disappeared again under their noses.Ming Xia suddenly understood that after they came out of the cave, the technicians did not make a mistake, they scanned the terrain around here, but found nothing abnormal, because this place was hidden.Tricks, right?
Mingxia asked Qingqiu in a low voice, do you think it will be useful for me to shoot an arrow?
Qingqiu shook his head, I don't know.Then I'll try, you fly more steadily, Ming Xia reminds him, let's try.Mingxia took out his bow, wrapped Qingqiu's head into his arms, and put on an arrow, as if to teach him archery, gesturing in front of him, trying to aim at the hidden ruins.Where's the best place to shoot, you say?
Qingqiu leaned back, feeling that the posture of being held by him was very awkward, you strangled me.Uncomfortable!
No.Mingxia said softly: As long as you are honest and don't move, I promise I won't strangle you.Qingqiu was stunned for a moment, and the corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimpse of the arrow on the bowstring.He finally realized that something was wrong.Because the arrow in Ming Xia's hand was held upside down, aiming at the tail end of the long arrow in front of him, and the tip of the arrow was exactly between his collarbones.Chapter 162: Liar, I Want One Thing from You.Qingqiu laughed softly, Mingxia, you are really ruthless.Mingxia's hands are very steady, what about our people?
You can see it, it's all going around in circles.Qingqiu didn't seem to care that he was being coerced, and said casually: Didn't you see it yourself?
I asked the first group of people.The arrow in Ming Xia's hand pressed in, Hu Lao, Du commanded, and those technical soldiers, including my teacher and senior brother.You said that they Qingqiu was stunned for a moment, you really want to know, I'll take you to see it.Qingqiu swooped down violently, his body almost clinging to the top of the hillside, soaring upward, speeding towards the place where the sun had risen.Ming Xia held a bow in one hand, an arrow in the other, and hooked Qingqiu's neck with both arms, and the whole person stiffened.Even if he was taken into the sky by Qingqiu countless times, his beloved big fox would take care of his feelings and never fly like a rampage cannonball.Ming Xia's internal organs were churning, and he couldn't help but remind him that if you don't slow down, I might vomit on you.Qingqiu hurriedly slowed down, but his tone became bad, you hold it for me!
If you dare to disgust me like this, I'll eat you!