"Among the ten people in my group, is there a Japanese hidden there? Or is he an undercover agent?"

This shocking news was no less than a bolt from the blue for Liu Shiba, who had not yet gone dark.

What is the meaning behind this news?

It means that many of his secrets have been discovered by the unknown Japanese. It may only take an opportunity to spread the news...

First it was Zhao Goudan who escaped from the Storm Battleship for no reason, and then there was another guy who was hiding deeper.

Who is this guy?

Why can he avoid Lu Xiaolin's control of the Gu?

Among the ten people in his group, the only ones who seemed not to be controlled by the Gu insect were himself and Ning Min'er.

Could it be Ning Miner?

What a joke, anyone can do it, but Ning Min'er can't do it. Her family background is there, she is a serious third-generation red.

Could it be Lu Xiaolin?

Not like...

It was impossible for Lu Xiaolin to survive in a black prison for thirty years just by relying on a word left by his father.

It is impossible for Zhu Yingtai, a descendant of the Lop Nur bandits...

Cao Xiong, Luo Zhan, Zheng Weida, Sun Wenming, Ailian Hu, Tian Mingjian, and everyone Liu Shiba watched it silently...

No one is like anyone, but everyone is possible...

Except for Liu Shiba and Ning Min'er, the other eight people looked at each other warily, and the distance between them was also slightly increased.

Liu Shiba turned his head and looked at Lu Xiaolin with a questioning look. Lu Xiaolin nodded knowingly, then twisted his face together, sighed and shook his head.

Obviously, with the poison in the body, it is impossible to detect...

At this time, Liu Shiba naturally thought of his grandfather Liu Shiliu!

This old guy, on a freezing snowy day, pretended to be dead and coaxed himself back from Xuchang, just for today?

Thinking about it, Liu Shiba couldn't help but feel a little absent-minded. He remembered what his grandfather Liu Shiliu often said to him when he was a child:

To be a human being, you must first be a ghost...

"Haha! Okay, okay, Lao Cao was joking just now. Don't think too much. Let's take a rest. We will set off in a quarter of an hour."

Everyone was nervous, but Liu Shiba relaxed and comforted everyone.

Cao Xiong saw a flash of understanding in his eyes and nodded secretly!

"Nose hair!"

Liu Shiba took out his walkie-talkie and walked a dozen steps before sitting alone on a black stone.

"hiss……"

"Uncle, I am..."

A few seconds later, the voice of Nose Hair came from the walkie-talkie, and there was Luo Gang's voice next to it.

Presumably, Nose Hair and Luo Gang have already gotten along.

"How's the situation?"

Liu Shiba asked solemnly, but he inadvertently glanced at the seven or eight people more than ten meters away from the corner of his eyes.

"The helicopter of unknown nationality that came to pick up people was shot down by me and Luo Gang with hand cannons. All the people inside were killed."

Nose Hair was panting as he spoke, thinking he was quite tired.

"Where is Zhao Goudan?"

Liu Shiba took out a trumpet, lit it and took a sip!

"We haven't caught him yet. He's just a few hundred meters in front of us. He can't run away. Don't worry, uncle."

Nose Hair laughed wildly.

Liu Shiba nodded slightly and solemnly told the walkie-talkie:

"The principle is to kill him on the spot! Also, protect Luo Gang and don't let him die."

"I know, uncle, it's not like you don't know the tricks of my nose hair, hehe!"

Liu Shiba gently turned off the walkie-talkie and returned to the dimensional space.

While talking to Nose Hair just now, Liu Shiba was silently observing the group of people he brought in.

In particular, Nose Hair's report came over the walkie-talkie, saying that at the moment the helicopter was shot down, not one of the ten people in his group showed any anxious expression.

Such a calm state of mind...

What a terrifying undercover agent. He was able to lurk among his group of strangers for so long. He must have some real abilities...

However, now is not the time to pursue these matters, it is inappropriate!

Excessive verification will cause the team to become alienated and lose cohesion.

This is very fatal in a dark ancient tomb.

Whether undercover or one of our own, at least one purpose is the same, which is to survive...

Thinking of this, Liu Shiba no longer hesitated, stood up slowly, put his backpack on his back, and walked towards Cao Xiong and Ning Min'er.

"Set off!"

Liu Shiba glanced at the nine people with different expressions and smiled.

"Wait!"

Cao Xiong's face turned blue and he stretched out his hand to stop Liu Shiba again.

"Old Cao, what happened again?"

Liu Shiba grinned.

"Thousands of people will die in this battle formation if they enter it!"

Cao Xiong gritted his teeth and said with a ferocious smile.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this and looked strangely at the square that was tens of meters tall and the densely packed terracotta warriors and horses on the square.

"How come you must die?"

Liu Shiba said in confusion.

"Come here!"

Cao Xiong stood up tremblingly and took Liu Shiba and others to the bridgeheads of the three stone bridges to stand.

"This is the first level to enter Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum. Ten thousand people will kill each other in the battle formation. If you step on any stone bridge, the formation will be activated.

After entering, if you make one wrong step, there will be countless life and death crises waiting for you.

There is a distance of 500 meters from the bridge to the entrance of the palace over there. On this square of tens of thousands of square meters, there are a total of 9,999 terracotta warriors and horses, each of which is an elite warrior from the Qin Dynasty.

As for why they can still maintain combat effectiveness and a trace of sanity, you know this better than me..."

Cao Xiong explained solemnly.

When Liu Shiba and others heard this, they took a deep breath...

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine?

Living Terracotta Warriors?

"Are these terracotta warriors and horses infected with mutants of biological viruses?

For thousands of years, they have been dormant and will be activated as long as a specific environment exists, such as stepping on this stone bridge?"

Liu Shiba looked at Cao Xiong uncertainly and asked.

Cao Xiong nodded slightly and said solemnly:

"This is only the first level. What is even more terrifying is the second level. After entering the palace gate, there is another 10,000-person battle formation. There are 20,01 terracotta warriors and horses waiting for you."

"hiss……"

Liu Shiba took a breath and raised his hand to touch his forehead.

"Old Cao, it's not as mysterious as you said, right? I've never seen the Terracotta Warriors and Horses, and I've seen quite a few of them in Lishan, Xianyang. Aren't they just clay figurines?"

Sun Wenming muttered in confusion.

Cao Xiong glanced at Sun Wenming lightly and sneered:

"You don't believe it? Go over and try it?"

Although it was just talk, Sun Wenming was asked to give it a try, but he was unwilling. No one is a fool...

"A battle formation that kills tens of thousands of people?"

Liu Shiba chewed to himself.
To be continued...