"Ye Shan, Agudam, go in and take a look. This should be a hexagonal building complex. This kind of building is usually hollowed out in the middle, just like the Tujia Building in Fujian. The square in the middle is a place for ancient people to sacrifice. See if there is any discovery." He was as calm as a general who was dispatching troops.

Little Toya's body kept shaking. The scene was so scary. The wolf blood had flowed into the ruins where they were hiding, and their soles were extremely fishy.

"Are you afraid?" Wushuang rubbed the dust on the little girl's forehead twice.

Toya shook his head: "No...I'm not afraid!"

"Haha... It's nothing to be afraid! I'm afraid too! But remember, it's useless to be afraid. Wolves are very cruel, just like Japan. Why do they like to bully us Chinese and fear the Americans? Because the Americans are tough enough! They always think that the American atomic bomb defeated them. Therefore, no matter what the enemy they face, they have to fight to death. If they don't give them a chance to breathe, they have to suppress the other party in their momentum! Come, hold it up!" Wushuang threw a hunting rifle to her. The little girl was thin. Although she was in a horse gang, she had never touched a gun. A hunting rifle weighed more than ten pounds, and it was so heavy that it directly overwhelmed her.

"Yeah, I'll leave this apprentice to you in the future! I don't keep people around me who can't use guns!"

At this time, a woman's shout suddenly came from the center of the ruins of the hexagonal ancient building. Everyone's attention was attracted by Ye Shan's shouting, and they all looked back and looked back.

"Don't be distracted, keep it safe, and you can't let a wolf go, I'll go and see it." Wushuang shouted.

He ran down a few steps down the used stairs riding on dead wood and rushed to the middle square. Ye Shan covered her mouth and her chest floating up and down, gasping heavily. Agudamu squatted on the ground and covered her eyes with her hands as if she was heartbroken.

"What's wrong?" Wushuang ran over and asked.

"Shopkeeper, look... look!" Ye Shan pointed at the front.

I saw a stone pillar erected in the square in the middle. The stone pillar was about seven or eight meters high, and was engraved with various ancient spells, all of which were blood-red.

Two people were lying under the stone pillar. They didn't know how long they had died, but had been exposed to the sun as mummy. The eyeballs in their eyes had long disappeared, probably because they were pecked away by a vulture hovering over their heads.

It is not a strange thing to appear in the desert. I heard that many people who were not afraid of life and death came to find the legendary sand city. I don’t know how many such mummies were buried in this dead desert. What Wushuang was surprised was not their death appearance, but their clothes. The clothes worn by these two mummies were actually in the style of the Dongmeng Horse Gang.

The Dongmeng Horse Gang brothers all like to wear Mongolian robes, but a majestic goshawk was embroidered as a sign, and there were also clothes on these two corpses.

Wushuang pressed his hand on Agudamu's shoulder to comfort him.

"It's them!" Agudam replied weakly.

They were all good brothers who had been born and died, and no one wanted to see their brother die in front of him, and they died so tragically.

No wonder Wushuang couldn't wait for the two of them to go back to report the news. It turned out that they had already died in this ancient ruin. But how could they die so miserably? How could they become mummies? The temperature is not high now? It's just zero degrees. Even in summer, it wouldn't be possible to evaporate all the water in the body without ten days and half a month of exposure, right?

What is it? Could it be that there are other terrible things in this ancient ruin?

"Where are the horses? Are you sure it is them?" The horses raised by the Mongolians are very spiritual. The horses they ride under their crotch are almost all raised from childhood to adulthood. The horses already have feelings for their masters. They regard the master as their biological parents. If the master encounters an accident, they will definitely run back to report to others and collect the body of their masters.

"The horse is over there! Look! Alas!" Agudam sighed and pointed to a dark corner of the hexagonal building.

Wushuang walked over and saw that there were indeed two strong Mongolian horses in the darkness. They seemed to be frightened. When the footsteps approached, they leaned against each other and kept shaking.

A horse is a kind of person. Generally, it only recognizes one owner in his life, especially a good horse. Even if the owner dies, others cannot let him ride it. It is better to break the jade than to make it a complete flaw. Some horses will even die of self-harm after the owner dies, and will never let others ride it.

Wushuang knew the strength of Mongolian horses and did not dare to approach them easily.

The fur of these two horses was very dull, and the mane on their necks exploded. It seemed that they were frightened. What did they see? They were so scared that they didn't dare to run away? Did their owner die suddenly in an instant? Otherwise, they would definitely go to save their owner.

Wushuang took two steps back, looked around alertly, and looked at the dark corners around him. Suddenly, it seemed as if he was hiding in the darkness. As long as one of them was not paying attention, the demon would pounce on him and suck their blood.

"Let's go! Send this group of wolves first, it's not advisable to stay here for a long time!" Wushuang pulled Ye Shan and Agudamu and quickly returned to the second floor where the wooden rack was built.

But these hungry wolves don’t want to let go of their prey at all, so how could they retreat so easily?

"Brother, what's wrong?" Ma Ya asked.

"It's okay, you can concentrate and keep it first, I'll deal with other things!" Wushuang didn't want to tell the truth. The main threat now is that these wolves can no longer add fear to the brothers.

"Brother, those guys seem to be waiting for something, and none of them showed up." Ma Ya said.

"What are you waiting for? Is something going on here?" Wushuang looked at the two mummies, and a vague premonition arose in his heart. How did they die? Is there something more powerful hidden in his heart?

You can't wait any longer. You must first repel the wolves and withdraw from the ruins. But now there are more than 200 hungry wolves waiting for the ambush in front of you. It is difficult to survive without a support barrier. But these guys do not show up. No matter how many bullets they have, no matter how accurate the marksmanship they have, it is futile.

Thinking of this, Wushuang jumped down from the second floor in a few steps. There were two thick wooden doors in the ancient ruins. I don’t know what kind of wood it was made of. It has not decayed after being attacked by the wind and sand of the desert for so many years. After they came in, they closed it in order to prevent the wolves from invading. Wushuang reached out and pushed the wooden door.

"Brother? What are you doing? Are you crazy?"
Chapter completed!