In a daze, Xiao Jiang heard a voice coming from his ears: "I'm Zhou An, what's going on inside!"
Then there was the sound of a fight, mixed with the sounds of guns and the cries of others.
Xiao Jiang opened his eyes, held the Bluetooth headset, and said: "I am... Zizi..."
There was a harsh electric sound coming from the earphones, followed by no sound at all.
Xiaojiang took off his Bluetooth headset and stood up slowly while holding on to the wall.
In front of him was Zhang Biao's corpse. Blood flowed from the wounds all over his body and solidified into dark red blood clots on the ground.
Xiao Jiang slowly recalled that he was rescued by a man who claimed to be a specialist in the executive department of Kassel College.
Xiao Jiang left the corridor holding on to the wall, recalling the organizational diagram of the factory in his mind.
Now the factory's defense force is resisting the deacon's attack on the periphery. In his current state, he is undoubtedly a food delivery man. Zhang Biao saw blood just now but did not hold back at all. This shows that this group of people is not a good person.
So Xiaojiang chose to enter the relatively empty interior.
Following the structural diagram on his back before sneaking into the factory, Xiaojiang came to the processing workshop inside the factory. Xiaojiang searched roughly, trying to find some useful information.
It was dark in the workshop at night, but with Xiaojiang's eyesight, he could see relatively simple assembly line equipment.
Soon Xiaojiang discovered that each assembly line had a machine connected to a pipe made of special material, and the pipes from all directions converged towards the center of the factory building.
The keen Xiao Jiang seemed to feel that all the secrets were about to surface.
Xiaojiang opened the recorder and placed it on his chest, and slowly moved closer along the pipes made of special materials. When he came to the place where the central pipes converged, Xiaojiang saw that these pipes led to the underground, and the floor was so tight that there seemed to be no hidden doors.
It seemed that there was a lot of joy, but Xiaojiang calmed down and chanted Long Wen softly, his eyes lit up with golden pupils like fireflies in the dark factory!
Yanling·Kamaitachi!
Invisible weasels scattered from Xiaojiang one after another. Some came back with the sound of rats crawling in the corners, and some passed through the wall and brought back the sound of wind and rain outside.
Every movement within a range of 300 meters was transmitted to Xiaojiang by the Kamamaitachi in the air!
The main detection target is the place where the pipe of special material leads to under your feet, or the secret door.
A moment later, Kamitachi returned with the information about the secret door, and it turned out to be hidden in a corner. However, Kamitatsu who was sent to the underground never returned, as if there was some barrier below blocking Kamitatsu's passage.
Xiaojiang came to the secret door and found that it was just a wooden cover. One look at the layout showed that it was easy for people to come in and out frequently.
Xiaojiang thought for a while and turned on the functional flashlight, lifted up the wooden board and jumped down. Under the wooden board was a long corridor that led directly to the secret room at the end.
There was no wind or sound in the quiet corridor, and the sickle and weasel flew freely without any hindrance. After a while, Xiaojiang explored forward, and the echo of footsteps came from the depths of the corridor. At first glance, it sounded like someone was coming towards the end of the corridor.
The corridor was about 40 meters long. After entering the secret room, Xiaojiang shook his flashlight to explore and suddenly saw a huge coffin placed on the platform in the middle of the secret room. The pipe extending from the ground was connected to the platform below the coffin.
The surrounding secret rooms were empty, and it looked like they had built the secret room artificially and moved the coffins in.
The coffin looks not only huge, but also very exquisite, with various patterns and paintings engraved on it.
When the light from the flashlight shines on the painting, the content on it is shocking.
The content of the painting on the front of the coffin is: On a majestic mountain peak, a giant dragon is hovering on it. The dragon's tail is wrapped around the mountain, its spread wings cover the sky and the sun, and its exposed front paws are inserted into the top of the mountain.
The head was raised slightly as if it was spitting out lightning.
Xiao Jiang's eyes fell straight on the side of the dark brown coffin, where there were two rows of dark brown Chinese characters engraved there.
The contents of the paintings on the rest of the coffin are very clear, and the various colors of paint have not faded. Xiaojiang can still clearly see the scales on the dragon's body, its ferocious face, and the sharp teeth in its mouth.
Even the painting exudes a turbulent momentum, which brings pressure to Xiao Jiang. He does not dare to look directly at the dragon, just like ordinary people cannot look directly at the emperor's holy face!
The other paintings are roughly the same, and they all depict dragons. There is no doubt that the owner of this tomb is closely related to dragons, either a high-blooded hybrid or a pure-blooded dragon in ancient times.
Xiao Jiang immediately took out the recorder to take pictures. These paintings are important cultural relics. The pictographs similar to oracle bone inscriptions engraved on the sides add to the heaviness of history. These contents may bring unexpected gains after being decrypted by the Deacon Hall.
No matter what, his merit bonus is certain!
Xiaojiang did not dare to look directly at the painting, so he used a recorder to get closer, tilting his head to take pictures around the coffin.
For some reason, Xiaojiang always has a bad feeling in his heart, or he is in a claustrophobic space. Kamaita can only wander in a small area, and the host's mood changes due to the influence of Kamaita.
Xiaojiang shook his head to throw away these distracting thoughts and extinguished his golden eyes. He reached out to wipe away the blood from the wound on his face and concentrated on taking pictures and collecting evidence. Suddenly, there was some subtle wind noise in his ears. If the hybrid's perception was not extremely sharp, he would not have been able to detect it.
"Hoo! Hoo!..."
It sounded like breathing, a person on the verge of suffocation breathing heavily, but how could there be anyone else in the secret room?
Xiao Jiang suddenly felt a chill, like cold air hitting his back.
Xiaojiang was stunned and stopped filming. He tightly held the blood-stained dagger in his hand. Xiaojiang turned around fiercely, and the dagger had already been thrust out before anyone arrived, but the blow did not appear hasty at all.
The short sword is sharp and fast. If the enemy is hiding behind him, he will definitely be stabbed and injured by this blow. He is truly worthy of being trained by the Deacon Hall!
"Ding!"
The short knife seemed to be pierced on the gold and stone, making a crisp sound. Xiao Jiang looked at it and was shocked for an instant!
The figure behind the man was wearing a suit of armor. The short knife struck the armor and sparked a burst of sparks. The violent impact caused the tip of the short knife to break.
Xiao Jiang is considered tall at over 1.8 meters, but the figure behind him is still a head taller than him.
The figure was dressed in heavy armor and looked like a half-armed general with an evil aura. He had no armor on his head, and the exposed skin was covered with scales. A tongue covered with tiny green scales fell out of his mouth, and the tail end was forked like a snake letter.
Xiaojiang was shocked by the general who came out of nowhere. His golden pupils lit up at some point, and he felt the fear coming from his bloodline, as if the dragon blood in his body was about to surrender to the general in front of him!
This is pressure from blood, and everything indicates that the general in front of him is a dragon whose bloodline is much higher than that of Xiao Jiang.
A pair of dim golden pupils were revealed between the scales on the general's face, which were not even as bright as Xiao Jiang's. But under these dim golden pupils, Xiao Jiang even found it difficult to breathe.
The general stretched out his clawed hand, and Xiao Jiang's neck was instantly pierced by the claw. He didn't even see the trajectory of the claw clearly, and blood overflowed from the arteries in his neck like a spring, spraying all over him in an instant.
clothes and the general's face covered with scales.
The general grabbed Xiao Jiang in front of him and slowly lifted him up. Xiao Jiang, who weighed more than 180 kilograms, was lifted easily.
The golden pupils in Xiao Jiang's eyes were even brighter, like the afterglow of returning light, but even so, Xiao Jiang still dared not look directly into the general's dim eyes. The general was suppressing him like a majestic mountain, and Yan Ling was also here.
He was imprisoned under the suppression of his stock. This is a dimensionality-reducing blow from his bloodline!
Many negative emotions instantly overwhelmed Xiao Jiang's consciousness. "Bah!" The recorder he was recording on his chest fell and hit the ground.