Traveling through troubled times: Princess disguises herself as a man and becomes a soldier to earn

stone interior

After Si Ling opened the mechanism, a rumbling sound was heard and the stone door slowly rose. After leading people in, they looked at the densely packed clay figurines inside and everyone felt their scalps tingling.

When she saw the gold, silver and jewelry scattered on the steps, surprise flashed in her eyes. Without waiting for Si Ling to say anything, she ran over, holding the jewelry in her hands, with an obsessive look in her eyes.

He laughed wildly: "Haha, so many treasures, we are rich."

Su Xuemei looked at the elders who were in such an ugly state, covering their faces with one hand and muttering, "What a disgrace! You are so old and still so unstable. Don't get into trouble or you will cause trouble for others."

"Si Ling, do you feel that it's a bit cold here?"

"No, I have ice abilities, so I don't feel cold."

"Oh, I forgot your ability is ice. What are all these clay figures placed here for? They look just like real people. It's really creepy."

Xue Ling looked at the clay figurines, scanning their faces inch by inch, and noticed something wrong. The expressions on the faces of these clay figurines were indeed too realistic. If they were just clay figurines, why would they have expressions?

"The Saint is right. There is something wrong with these clay figurines. Tell your men not to touch them. I suspect they are..."

Before he could finish his words, a scream broke the silence. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man touching the clay figure with his hand. His hand was quickly covered by mud and turned into a clay figure in an instant.

The clay figure's body was covered in mud and it seemed to come alive. Its face was rosy and it opened its eyes. It gave them a strange smile and raised its feet to move closer to them.

The others had never seen such a strange situation before, and they all started to panic and run around everywhere. More and more clay figures were touched, and the situation was getting out of control.

Si Ling raised his hand and the temperature in the stone chamber dropped suddenly. The people running around felt their feet stop and they couldn't move at all. They looked down and found that their legs were frozen.

Su Xuemei yelled, "Don't move, damn things, I told you to be quiet and don't run around. Those clay figures will come alive if they encounter living people, so don't get close to them, okay?"

"Damn it, I'm so angry, Second Elder and Third Elder, you are old and confused and hard of hearing, do you want to die? You are old enough to die, but I haven't lived enough."

Elders: ...I feel humiliated!!

Xue Ling used her strength to freeze the people. After she saw that they had calmed down, she began to deal with those strange things. She raised her head and looked at the top, which was crawling like a spider... a clay man.

Su Xuemei followed his line of sight and naturally saw it clearly. Her pupils shrank and she subconsciously grabbed his sleeve, stammering, "What the hell is this? How can a person crawl like a spider?"

"This is an ancient tomb. It's normal to have strange things here. You should be thankful that at least you encountered something you can deal with. If it was a ghost, you can only see it but not touch it, which would be even worse."

"Hiss, stop talking, it's too scary, hurry up and kill the thing in front of you first, my poison seems to have no effect on them, Si Ling is in your hands."

After saying that, he turned around and ran to the corner, hid there, looking over here eagerly with an encouraging look in his eyes.

"...!!"

Si Ling's mouth twitched and he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the clay figure falling on his head. He raised his hand to freeze it. Soon, several clay figures were frozen and only their eyeballs could move.

But the look in its eyes was filled with grim malice, like that of an evil ghost. There was not a trace of human consciousness at all. It was hard to tell whether it was a human or a clay figure. In short, it was a weird thing.

"Don't run around, I'll let you out."

The man whose legs were frozen nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I'll listen to the Holy Son."

After Si Ling let them go, he stood in front of the frozen terracotta warriors, looking at them carefully, rubbing his fingers unconsciously, thinking about the classics he had read before, which contained records on this subject.

But... it's too cruel, so it's better not to tell them.

If they knew that this was an evil magic that had long been banned by the Yu Kingdom, and that he suddenly appeared here, they would probably become suspicious of the Yu Kingdom again, suspecting that he had lured people here just to kill them.

Su Xuemei walked up to him, stretched out her hand and curiously poked the ice. It was icy cold and even her fingertips were numb from the cold.

The elder was frightened to see her being so bold, but when he saw that she was fine, he couldn't help but lecture her: "Saint, why are you so willful? Didn't you see the clay figurine? If you touch it, you will turn into that monster."

"Oh, I saw it, but there's ice in between. I thought it would be fine, so I tried touching it. Look, it's fine now."

The elder opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. He could only glare at her hatefully, utter a few meaningless words, and left angrily, standing on the steps.

Su Xuemei curled her lips when she saw this, looked at Si Ling and asked curiously: "Si Ling, do you know this thing? Why is it so beyond common sense? I have never seen or heard of it. Is the soil alive?"

"...I don't know. If the Saint wants to know, you might as well go and take a look at the murals. Maybe there will be some clues."

"Well, this ancient tomb is in the territory of your Yu Country. I thought you would know something about it, but it turns out you know nothing. Then go and take a look at the murals. Be careful not to bump into the clay figures behind you."

Si Ling nodded, raised his foot and walked towards the stone wall, looking at the complicated murals on it, pursing his lips in thought.

His eyes felt heavy. These clay figures on the mural were clearly living people, but they were forcibly transformed into the current unconscious monsters that feed on flesh and blood in an evil way.

What on earth did our ancestors do? Why did they do this to create these things? Aren’t they afraid that one day the ancient tomb would collapse and these things would get out and wreak havoc on the world?

A light bulb went off in my head: volcano?

A flash of realization appeared in Si Ling's eyes, and he understood. The ancestors of this ancient tomb had never thought that the descendants would take it away, otherwise why would they hide it at the foot of the volcano? It was obvious that they had made a plan.

A few years later, when the volcano erupts, everything here will be buried, and no one will know what has happened here. These strange things will naturally be destroyed.

Someone patted his shoulder and Si Ling subconsciously raised his hand to wave it away.

"Saint, please respect yourself."

Su Xuemei saw him brushing his clothes lightly, and his disgust was too obvious. Her face darkened: "Si Ling, what do you mean? I just wanted to call you, why do you have to hurt me so much?"

"Humph, I patted you because you didn't respond when I told you to. Otherwise, do you think I would want to touch you? It's no wonder that no woman likes you. You should be single for the rest of your life."