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"trap?"

"Look at these stone slabs. At first glance, they seem to be spliced ​​together neatly, but in fact they are put together through the balance of forces. As soon as a force is applied, the entire ceiling will collapse and kill us. The problem is that we still have I don't know what's going on above." Usman frowned, "Linze is indeed a 'city of traps'."

"What did you say?" Yan stared round his eyes, "The city of traps?"

"Didn't there be a lot of wars at that time? The common people in the city often slept until midnight to fight. They either attacked others or were attacked by others. A rich city like Linze naturally laid many traps to trap the enemy. In ancient books, Linze is also known as the city of traps, and it can be said that it is an ancestor-level city that has hidden organs and hidden weapons inside the imperial city."

"So I smashed the wall just now, it is very likely to kill us?" If the trap is triggered, all arrows will be fired, isn't it all over?

"Yeah, so you're lucky!" Usman smiled brilliantly, "The room we stayed in just now doesn't seem to have any mechanism, even if there is, when we fall down, break it down Alright."

Yan endured and endured, and finally couldn't bear it and roared at Usman: "Why didn't you say such an important matter earlier!"

"This, this, this..." Usman stood beside Shuangfang, pinching the white hair on Shuangfang's neck with one hand, "I'm afraid you're too stressed to smash through the wall."

Yan was stunned, thinking that if he knew in advance that the other side of the wall might be a trap full of weapons, it would be really difficult for him to strike, but there was no way out without smashing the wall through them.

At least the punch just now was quite decisive and powerful.

Shuang Fang turned to look at his master, and Usman smiled sarcastically.In fact, he forgot about this, but just now he was still talking to Yan about the past of the ancient Xiliang country, showing that he is knowledgeable about the past and the present, but he forgot such an important thing, Yan will think him stupid.

The theory of the city of traps is only recorded in miscellaneous unofficial histories, because the king of Linze has always denied that he killed more than [-] people by setting traps, including ordinary people who were unfortunately recruited.

Usman recalled all the official history before, so he didn't remember this history for the time being. He didn't think of it until he saw the strange ceiling made of slate slats in the corridor.

"Hey." Yan supported his forehead, "Traps... and assassins..."

Yeah, he can't guarantee that the assassins didn't fall all together.Before, Yan thought that it was just an ancient underground city, there was always a way out, and he would force a hole to get out if it didn't work out, but the traps all over the place were like a pair of shackles, locking his force to death.

"Assassin?" Usman looked around, "No."

"pat, pat..."

A burst of hurried and chaotic footsteps sounded from behind them, Shuangfang stared at him immediately, stretched out his chest muscles, and stood in front of Usman.

Yan looked left and right, and saw that Chushuang Yana's body was as strong as a mountain, and there really wasn't any bunker here.

Yan quickly bent down, grabbed a handful of gravel from the ground and held it tightly in his palm, when he vaguely saw a figure, Yan asked coldly, "Who is here?!"

"Ouch! So there are people here too!" I didn't expect that the person who came was a woman, and there were many people behind her.

"Who is the person in front?" Someone asked behind the woman, the voice sounded old and muddy, it should be an old man.

When they approached cautiously, Yan finally saw that there were more than 20 people from Xiliang. They were all injured, either with rags tied to their arms or their legs were lame. A young man was seriously injured. He was carried away by two middle-aged men. His face was tied with a handkerchief, and blood was still oozing out. .

The other half had more or less bruises, but it didn't seem to be a big problem.

"—Your Majesty?!"

There was no inflammation in those people's eyes, because they saw Shuangfang, and then saw Usman behind Shuangfang.

"Your Majesty, help me! —— Your Majesty!"

The old man who was as thin as a dead tree rushed first, and the others followed him to push Yan to the back. Then they knelt down in front of Usman and saluted with their foreheads touching the ground.

Even the young man with the injured face kowtowed and kowtowed excitedly.

There were also people howling at the top of their voices, wanting to hug Usman's calf, but Shuangfang stared at him, and he didn't dare.

"Excuse me, let's all get up first." Usman nodded slightly, very regal, "Get up and talk slowly."

"Thank you sir."

A middle-aged man wiped his tears, got up and said, "Your Majesty, we have been wandering around here for more than half an hour, trying to find a way out, but this place is either a dead end or a collapsed empty house with no exit, we will not just bury it alive Are you here?"

"It is said that there is an ancient city that eats people under the ground of the fighting beast camp. I didn't expect it to be true. What should I do?" Another man choked up with a pale face, "I don't want to die! I still have a wife and children at home. Woolen cloth!"

"Don't talk nonsense." The woman calmed down, "Isn't it just an ancient city, where is Xiliang? And how can we only care about our own lives? We should protect the emperor."

As if enlightened, these people hurriedly knelt and kowtowed: "Yes! Your Majesty, there is no military guard camp here, so let us protect you."

"Since I am the king of Xiliang, I naturally want to keep you safe and sound. Don't worry, we will definitely get out alive." Usman said unhurriedly.With a calm demeanor and firm eyes, he is very reassuring.

This really calmed down the scene, and made these distraught people relax a lot, and some laughed through their tears.

Yan looked at Usman's "deep and benevolent" appearance, and kept slandering: "Obviously he is the chief culprit, and he is still the master who saved the world."

Usman walked among these people, his steps were neither fast nor slow, with a smile on his face, his eyes scanned the faces of each of them lightly, then stood beside Yan, and asked them: "Where are you from?" The one that fell, where did it go?"

"I guess...it's about the east." The woman said, "But there is no exact direction underground. I fell down with this old man, and those people behind me met each other while walking. This young man is the most pitiful." I stepped on a trap, was hit in the face by a flying stone, and my nasal bone was broken."

After the woman finished speaking, everyone looked at the most injured young man with sympathy.He's probably under 20 years old.

It was probably inconvenient for the young man to speak, so he just nodded, thanking everyone for their help.

There was also a 30-year-old man holding a simple torch in his hand. I don’t know if the torch has been around for some years, and the black smoke is very thick when it burns, so the smell is choking.

The man holding the torch had been standing relatively far away, but Yan still coughed lightly as he was choked by the burnt smoke.

Usman immediately turned back and asked with concern: "Yanyan, are you okay?"

"No." Yan turned his head and said indifferently.

"Your Majesty, who is this stranger?"

The skinny old man with wrinkled face and crooked teeth, probably because he was old enough, boldly asked, "Why are you so arrogant to you, damn it!"

"Him?" Usman looked at Yan with a smile and said, "He is Emperor Dayan's most beloved younger brother, Prince Yonghe Chunyu Yan."

"Who is Emperor Dayan?" The old man was deaf and couldn't hear clearly.

But the others heard it clearly, and their eyes widened in surprise.Because their faces were covered with plaster, the eyeballs were particularly conspicuous when they widened, staring closely at Yan like a bull's eye, making Yan feel uncomfortable.

"He...he turned out to be the prince of Dayan Kingdom." The woman's soul was taken aback, she covered her mouth and sighed, "Why... did you go to the fighting beast camp?"

"The prince wants to experience Xiliang's long-standing beast fighting, and you can see how good his martial arts are." Usman smiled and praised Yan without stopping, "And the prince is not just about martial arts. Gao Qiang, he is proficient in equestrian riding and archery, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Yan moved his index finger, trying to restrain the urge to touch Usman's dumb acupoint, although the emperor often praised him in front of Jing Tingrui and other courtiers, saying: "My brother is really extremely intelligent and omnipotent. "He never felt wrong, on the contrary he was very happy.

But these similar words came out of Usman's mouth, why were they so awkward, which made his face burn.

Especially those people looked at him from head to toe over and over again, like some rare animal.

"Wow!" The old man heard a sentence, but he said without saying a word, he pulled his shriveled mouth with few front teeth, "Your Highness is really amazing, we are blind!"

"Isn't it?" Usman nodded with a smile, and aimed at Yan as if asking for credit, but returned Yan's stern glance.

"Then..." The woman suddenly became shy, "May I ask His Royal Highness, are you here to visit Xiliang on behalf of Dayan?"

"Almost." Yan said.

"He is here to marry Ben..." Before Usman could finish saying "Ben Wang", Yan suddenly walked past him, stepping firmly on his instep, causing Usman the pain. Shut up now.

"Did you encounter anything when you came here just now?" Yan turned the topic back to the right track and asked the woman.

"There are many winding roads, pitch black, dead ends, and many are traps, and... haunted!" Before the woman could answer, the others answered first.

"Yes, before I met everyone, I walked alone. There was no one, but I heard giggles, like a child." The man was quite strong, but he trembled all over and said, "Don't mention How scary."

The woman had a sad expression on her face: "Actually, there was only one of us. When we just walked over, that person suddenly slipped and fell. The pit was so deep that we couldn't see the bottom even with the firelight. I'm afraid... ...can't survive."

Yan looked at the woman in surprise, no wonder, they were so excited when they saw Usman just now, it was as if they were holding on to straws, but Usman was also trapped in the underground ancient city, just like their situation.

"Because of that weird laugh, that man didn't see clearly under his feet..." the woman said, covering her face and sobbing.

"Hey, when I was young, I went to the river bank to graze sheep, and somehow I fell into a dirt pit." The old man suddenly said, "There is a robbery hole at the bottom of the pit, which was dug out by those tomb robbers. I was curious and wanted to drill into it." I went in to have a look, and was caught by my grandpa and beat me up. Grandpa said that those tomb robbers were ordered to go in and not come out, because the people who lived underground were unjust dead ghosts."

The old man shook his head and said, "At that time I didn't believe it, I had to wait at the entrance of the cave, the bags of those tomb robbers were still there, but... there really was someone coming in, but no one coming out... I never saw anyone again. gone."

"I've never seen anyone again!" The old man repeated the last sentence, and the lamenting tone really aggravated the eerie atmosphere at this time.

Yan couldn't help feeling a chill running down his back, and when he looked back, he happened to meet Shangshuangya's faint green wolf eyes, like will-o'-the-wisps.

"Huh?" Yan was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he hid to the side. It was no coincidence that Usman just stood beside Yan and hugged Yan full of arms.

And the way Yan plunged into Usman's arms was clearly seen by everyone.

Usman couldn't help laughing, and raised his hand to pat Yan's shoulder: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, it's just Shuangfang."

"Who's afraid!" Yan blushed to the base of his neck, trembling slightly, and immediately jumped out of Usman's arms.

"That's right, Your Highness, you don't have to be afraid of the King." The old man said reverently, "God bless the Emperor."

"They say I'm not afraid!" Yan Zhuo said.Then he changed the subject again, "Since the front is a dead end, how about we go from the back?"