After traveling through time, I kidnapped the son of Heaven

The ghost army continued to move forward in silence along the valley path into the depths of darkness. The sounds of horse hooves and footsteps gradually weakened until they disappeared completely.

But the gloomy atmosphere was like a lingering haze, lingering in the canyon for a long time, leaving Wu Xie and Jie Ziyang, who witnessed it all, with lingering fears.

After seeing all the ghost soldiers and the blue-black smoke disappear, Xie Ziyang finally relaxed. He sat down on the ground and gasped for breath.

"Damn it, that was really dangerous!

Fortunately, fortunately those ghosts did not find us."

Sighing, Xie Ziyang suddenly got up from the ground as if his butt was on fire.

"No, Lao Wu, we have to get out of here quickly.

Who knows how often this happens?

If it happens again, it's hard to say whether we can be so lucky to escape."

As he spoke, he stood up and pulled Wu Xie inside.

Wu Xie took a few steps along his force and asked Jie Ziyang in surprise: "Old Yang, are you still going?

It’s so dangerous, why don’t we go back?

As for the money issue, do you want me to go find my second uncle and think of a solution?"

Xie Ziyang pulled Wu Xie's hand even tighter.

"Old Wu, what are you talking about?

It took us so many days to get here and we didn't find anything. If we go back now, what's the point of all the hardship we've endured these days?

As for looking for your second uncle, forget it.

If you borrow money, you have to pay it back, but where can I get the money to pay it back?"

Wu Xie lowered his head and curled his lips, but did not refute him.

Xie Ziyang was afraid that Wu Xie would not agree, so he walked forward quickly, all the while making promises to Wu Xie.

"Old Wu, don't you like this bronze bell on my ear?

I will help you look for it this time. We still have four or five coffins to open. When we find the bronze bell, it will be yours..."

Xie Ziyang talked on and on, talking about the bronze sacred tree they had seen and the funerary objects in the tomb.

Wu Xie would say a few perfunctory words to him from time to time to show that he was listening.

When he got closer, Wu Xie discovered that the hand exposed on the ground was unusually large. No wonder he could see it from such a distance.

The stone statue was buried in a pile of rocks, with only a giant hand about four or five meters high exposed.

Xie Ziyang led Wu Xie around the stone statue and looked up at the halfway point of the mountain, where there was a dark cave entrance.

"Old Wu, let's go up and take a look."

Wu tilted the strap of his backpack and asked Jie Ziyang: "Old Yang, is that the entrance to the ancient tomb you mentioned?"

Xie Ziyang shook his head: "I don't know, we didn't go in and out from there last time.

But there should be an entrance and exit there, and the place we are going to is in the center of the mountain."

Wu Xie was speechless.

“(°ー°〃) You’re still going to take me in from here when something is uncertain?

Lao Yang, are you serious? "

Xie Ziyang shrugged nonchalantly and climbed up.

“If we go the wrong way, we’ll back out.

It's about to rain, and we have no other choice now."

After hearing what he said, Wu Xie had no choice but to follow him.

As the thunder rumbled, the two people climbed up faster.

The two people had just entered the cave when heavy rain fell from the sky like a string, hitting the rocks and splashing water.

Wu Xie was afraid that his trouser legs would get wet by the rain, so he took a few steps inside in time, and only then did he have time to turn on the flashlight.

Xie Ziyang also turned on his flashlight, shone it inside, and suddenly exclaimed.

"Oh no, Old Wu, the road ahead is flooded."