"Grandpa Li Jun, didn't you say that monsters are afraid of Qin weapons?"
"By the way, you said before that these monsters are not Zhao soldiers. Zhao soldiers are afraid of Qin weapons. The monsters are not Zhao soldiers, so they are not afraid?"
Zhou Xingyao made a bold guess.
Li Jun calmly said: "No, the monsters mutated by eating the corpses of Zhao soldiers, and they also inherited the fear deep in Zhao soldiers' hearts. They are still afraid of Qin weapons."
Yang Qi also showed off his bronze weapon, scaring the monsters next to him and retreating step by step: "Everyone's weapons are fine, why is there something wrong with your weapon?"
"It must be because your character is so bad that you have contaminated the weapon."
Zhou Xingyao was ashamed and angry, but he didn't dare to get angry and defend himself. He regretted it to death. If he had known that Li Jun was so awesome, he should have tried his best to curry favor with him in the first place.
Li Jun explained: "What you are looking for is not a weapon made by Qin, but made by Zhao. Although it looks the same, there are subtle differences. The weapons made by Qin contain tin. They have mastered the alloy technology and the performance of the weapons is superior."
Li Jun's words made everyone stunned, secretly thinking that his eyes are so poisonous, who the hell can a normal person tell whether the alloy is alloy or not?
Zhou Xingyao blushed even more. After all, he was also a top student admitted to Harvard University in the beautiful country. His knowledge has always been his most proud thing. Unexpectedly, he was also crushed.
However, then I thought again.
"Grandpa Li Jun noticed me alone among so many people. He still cares about me. Hahaha, my life is saved."
After all, Zhou Xingyao has been involved in various high-class situations, and his communication skills are excellent.
His face instantly became flattering, and his mouth felt as if it had been smeared with honey: "Grandpa Li Jun, you are so kind to me. I can't repay you for your kindness. If you need anything in the future, just give me an order and bite wherever you point me."
"I, Zhou Xingyao, am your number one loser." Zhou Xingyao said shamelessly.
Li Jun: "..."
Li Jun was speechless: "Get up, stop shouting like a grandpa. You can eat food indiscriminately, but you can't recognize grandpa indiscriminately."
"Yes, my lord."
Li Jun couldn't bear it anymore: "My lord, it's not your place to scream. Get up and stop kneeling like a weakling."
After Li Jun finished speaking, he directly took the Qin sword from Curly Hair's arms, split it in two, separated one piece and threw it to Zhou Xingyao.
Zhou Xingyao happily held Li Jun in his arms and looked at Li Jun gratefully, his eyes were so eager that he felt closer than meeting his own parents.
"Walk."
Li Jun once again walked to the front of the team, and the Zhongnan Hermit directly told Li Jun the escape route by remembering it.
"You must escape before that powerful existence comes out."
Li Jun turned right and walked a few hundred meters, finally finding the road sign left by Zhongnan Hermit.
A thin milky white thread.
"these are?"
Li Jun said calmly: "Powdered ashes."
"Back then, the hermit Zhongnan died here, and his soul burned his bones himself, leaving behind this road sign."
Everyone was silent.
It was so tragic. What kind of belief made him make such a big sacrifice?
You must know that he is a person from the past. In the past, burning ashes was taboo, let alone using your own ashes as road signs, which is equivalent to destroying bones and spreading ashes!
"How silly. There are many bones of Zhao soldiers in the pit. Why didn't he use the ashes of others?" Yang Qi muttered secretly.
Yan Luo, who was in Yang Qi's arms, snorted coldly and couldn't help but say: "Stupid mortal, please don't think about the world of ghosts and monsters with your shallow thinking. Even though the bones of the Zhao soldiers are good, he still needs to be able to move them."
This was the first time that Yama took the initiative to talk to him. Yang Qi was surprised and happy, seeing that Yama was no longer so scary, but rather ugly and cute.
"What are you talking about, how should I call you?" Yang Qi hit the snake and followed it on the pole, wanting to talk to Yama Luo, but Yama Luo snorted coldly, simply closed his eyes and said nothing.
Yang Qi was shocked.
At this time, Li Jun led everyone to a mound. The mound was very high and huge, with a gap in the middle, just enough for a person to get in.
The signpost of ashes extends deep into the crack.
Li Jun was a little hesitant, not sure whether he could believe the words of the hermit Zhongnan. He put his hand into his trouser pocket and touched a smooth bronze mirror. After pondering for a moment, he finally made a decision.
"Everyone, hold on to your weapons and follow me in." After saying that, Li Jun was the first to walk into the crack, holding a stack of talismans tightly in his hands.
He Sanpan is placed on Li Jun's shoulder, alert to the surrounding environment. If there is any change, it will be the first to notice.
The dog ran beside Li Jun's feet, his senses heightened to the extreme, wary of things emerging from the ground.
Lai Wang hid in Li Jun's backpack, huddled up with his head in his hands, and was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe. He was too timid.
Yang Qi was the second to go in. As soon as he entered the crack, he was enveloped in endless darkness. The flashlight on his mobile phone was clearly turned on, but there was no light at all.
The hairs on my body stood up even more, and I always felt like there was something terrifying in the soil on both sides.
He hugged the bronze weapon and Yama tightly, feeling a sense of security.
Suddenly, with him as the center, a gray haze dispersed, dispelling the strange darkness, and the mobile phone flashlight turned on again, but it was very dim and could not shine very far.
Then, everyone filed in.
Finally it was the turn of Zhou Xingyao and Aunt Curly Hair. Zhou Xingyao was just about to go in when he saw Aunt Curly Hair thrust in at an angle and twisted her plump ass. Zhou Xingyao could not squeeze past her, so he could only watch as Aunt Curly Hair got in ahead of him.
He fell to last place.
With a sigh, Zhou Xingyao was just about to go in when, as if telepathic, he turned around suddenly and saw...
There is another person behind him.
"Yi Duoyan, is that you?"
Zhou Xingyao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was Yi Duoyan. Just as he was about to go over and pull him, he suddenly heard a voice in his ears: "Hurry up, leave her alone, and follow her quickly."
Zhou Xingyao didn't have time to think, so he slipped into the crack, turned around, and used the flashlight of his mobile phone to shine through, only to see Yi Duoyan still standing motionless, staring at him.
There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Zhou Xingyao's legs went weak and he almost knelt on the ground. He hurriedly held on to the earth wall, hugged the broken sword tightly with one hand, and walked forward one step at a time.
"Brother Li Jun, what's wrong with Yi Duoyan?"
Zhou Xingyao's voice is not loud.
There were more than a dozen people and a long queue between him and Li Jun, but he knew that Li Jun would definitely hear it.
Sure enough, Li Jun's voice rang directly in his ears: "She is no longer Yi Duoyan, that thing has always been hidden in her body."
Zhou Xingyao was anxious: "Is the real Yi Duoyan still alive?"
Although this kid is dissatisfied with Yi Duoyan, at least he brought her out by himself. If he can't take her back, how can he explain it to her parents?
Li Junping said: "Living may be a symbiotic relationship. If you meet her in the future, run as far as you can. Remember?"
Zhou Xingyao nodded bitterly: "Understood."
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