Ancient Country Returns to the Western Regions of Strange Hearsay

  I rushed towards them and shouted loudly, "Look up quickly!" Seeing my serious expression, they immediately tensed up and looked up. The green-eyed place was now covered by a black fog, and nothing could be seen.

  "Second brother, what are you showing us?" Old Three looked at me with confusion.

  "There were a pair of green eyes staring at us from above just now," I said.

  Karamay looked around and said: "No, we've searched many times before you fainted. There seems to be nothing except the dark fog."

  Xiao Lao laughed and said: "Is Jun Yang's little friend suffering from anoxia or has his eyes gone blurry?"

  I no longer argue about anything, maybe it's really just my own mistake, this scorpion tomb is integrated as a whole, and there is no foothold on the ceiling at all, even if someone wants to climb up, they can't.

  The mist in the room began to fade away, and I could vaguely see things in front of me. I walked around this ear chamber, which was actually similar to the other ear chambers in front, except that it was previously filled with a murky black fog, leading everyone to mistakenly think it had no boundaries.

  Karamay shouted from a corner of the room: "Junyang, come back quickly, this fog hasn't completely dissipated yet. If you go too far, we can't see you. Everyone, don't get scattered."

  Lao San walked towards the center of the room, saying as he went: "Second Brother, what are you standing here for? Hurry back." He grabbed his arm and was about to pull him back.

  I was taken aback and stood behind Old Three, saying: "Who are you talking to? I've been standing behind you all along?"

  As soon as he said this, Lao San was shocked, "When did you run behind me? Who is that person?" Following the direction of his gaze, there seemed to be a figure in the center of the room.

  Lao San immediately realized something was off, quickly drew his cleaver and chopped at the black shadow standing in the center of the room. All he heard was a loud chopping sound, Lao San retreated several steps back, cursing loudly: "Damn it, feels like I chopped stone!"

  We rushed over, and when I reached the center of the room, the fog thinned out a bit. A stone statue about one person tall appeared before our eyes. I measured it roughly, this stone statue was about 1.8 meters high, almost as tall as me.

  The stone statue is carved very carefully, and even the folds on his clothes can be seen clearly. He wears a long skirt on his lower body and a jacket on his upper body, which is a common ancient costume, but it's hard to tell which dynasty it belongs to. On his head, he wears a strange hat. He smiles at us with an air of elegance between his eyebrows, the expression is vivid and lifelike, as if a real person were standing in front of us. His hands hold a six-sided stone, raised high above his head, seemingly gazing into the distance.

  Xiao Lao carefully examined it for a moment, then furrowed his brow and asked us: "Do you think this stone statue looks like someone?"

  After a while, Fu Ma replied: "It's a bit like the king of that ancient country on the mural."

  Karamay nodded and echoed, "It's true, could this be the King of Dahuang? He looks so handsome, no wonder he made the Rakshasa Ghost Queen infatuated."

  "How did the stone statue of King Taibo get here and be surrounded by a bunch of dark energy?" I asked them.

  "I once said that this tomb of the scorpion was a sacrificial altar for the ancient state of Daiyuan 10,000 years ago. It's normal to have an idol of its own king in the altar. I guess it was moved here by the King of Dayuan when he built his tomb." Xiao Lao explained.

  Lao San touched the stone statue's face and said, "This person can't be real, right? Or else a thousand-year-old zongzi will jump out from the stone in a moment. People from ten thousand years ago were really ghosts with divine craftsmanship, carving it so realistically!"

  Patting Old Three's shoulder, he said reassuringly: "Don't worry, it's just an ordinary stone statue. I've already checked it out."

  "That is to say, this stone statue was not originally placed here. It seems that there should be a large temple, and it should not be far from the temple." I analyzed.

  Xiao Lao Ma interrupted: "Jun Yang's little friend analyzed that this is exactly what I wanted to say, there must be an exit leading to the main hall here, let's hurry up and find it."

  Lao San said somewhat impatiently: "How can we find our way? It's still pitch black, and if we run into danger, we won't be able to see it. Although it's a bit clearer than before, it's not much stronger."

  "This won't work either." Karamay sighed.

  "For now, we can only grope around and explore step by step to find a way out."

  Fu Ma nodded: "Yes, taking it one step at a time is better than waiting anxiously here." Suddenly, Fu Ma stared at us with wide eyes, "Who said that sentence just now? Why didn't I sense it?"

  Several people looked at me in unison, and Kelamayi said: "Didn't Junyang say that? It's normal if you can't sense it."

  I blinked innocently: "I didn't say anything just now!"

  Lao San took a few steps back, looking at the stone statue: "I said he was a big dumpling, and he's eavesdropping on our conversation?" Fu Ma and Xiao Lao patted the stone statue vigorously, and Karamay even dug into his eyes, staring at each other in surprise.

  "It's really just a stone statue, nothing special." Fu Ma said.

  Xiao Lao also couldn't understand: "The previous sentence seemed to have come from the direction of Jun Yang's little friend."

  Lao San shouted: "Second Brother, you're a rice dumpling!"

  I shook my head helplessly: "Get out, it's still mooncake, damn it."

  I placed my hand on the statue's shoulder, and suddenly I felt a severe pain in my head, as if tens of thousands of insects were crawling around inside me, my whole body was numb and itchy, and there were voices coming from my ears that I couldn't quite make out what they were saying. The statue emitted a burst of white light, the white light spread outward, and the black fog in the entire room gradually dissipated.

  We all stared blankly, "This... how is this possible?" I stuttered.

  "Zhou young brother, where is your ancestral home?" Xiao Lao looked at me with a reverent gaze, which had never appeared on him before, making me feel uneasy all over.

  "I've never heard of it at home." I was a bit stunned.

  "You have a bright future ahead of you, my young friend." Old Xiao said with a nod, stroking his Mediterranean-style hair.

  Fu Ma smiled at me, while Karamay and Lao San seemed to have something on their minds and remained silent.

  After the black fog dispersed, a rustling sound suddenly came, and countless green lights rushed towards us in the direction of the sound. Lao San shouted: "Oh my god! They're really relentless, scorpions are coming again!"

  Karamay said, looking around: "Just now the black fog was pervasive, I reckon it blocked out the smell of blood too. Now that the fog has dispersed, this scorpion is following the scent again."

  "If I had known earlier, we wouldn't have dispersed. Now where are we going to run to?" I looked at everyone helplessly.

  Lao San's mind moved and he said: "Second Brother, touch that stone statue again and see if it can save us?"

  I put my hand on his shoulder again, originally prepared for dizziness, but nothing happened this time. Lao San said dejectedly: "This kid is trying to lure a snake out of its hole, it's over, we're doomed."

  As the scorpion was getting closer and closer to us, I had become strangely calm. Suddenly, Puma blocked our way, scratched his arm and said: "I'll lure them into another room, you guys find a way out, it's better for me to die than all of us dying here, goodbye brothers."

  Before he could react, he suddenly ran forward, and several centipedes crawled onto Fuma's body. Fuma endured the pain and tried to run further away, but like a drunkard, stumbled and staggered for a few steps before falling to the ground, instantly drowning in the centipedes.

  My heart was like a knife, I rushed up to try to pull Fu Ma out, but was held back by Kelamayi. He choked and said: "Don't let Dayanbai sacrifice himself, find an exit quickly, time is limited."

  Lao San suddenly pointed at his head and said: "Green-eyed monster, you guys take a look."

  At the top of this ear chamber, a green-eyed person was hanging upside down looking at us like a bat, except without wings. The green-eyed person had no expression and took out a flute to play it. The sound of the flute was melodious and instantly made all fear and sadness in one's heart disappear, making everything feel very peaceful.

  When we came to, the scorpion, as if trained, stopped attacking us upon hearing the flute and crawled out of the room in a line. Fan Ma fell to the ground, I rushed over, he was injured in several places but still breathing, I let out a sigh of relief.

  Karamay looked up at the man hanging upside down from the roof and shouted: "Thank you so much for your help, I'm extremely grateful! Would it be possible for you to come down and meet me?"

  That hanged man looked us up and down with his green eyes, let go of his feet, and fell straight down from above. He really did land on his face first. I was instantly speechless.

  "This move is really hard to practice, fortunately this ground is soft, otherwise I'd be disfigured." The hanging man said to himself while rubbing his face.

  I looked her up and down, and this green-eyed monster was actually a woman. She looked very young, with snow-white skin and prominent curves. Hmm! I'm in trouble! The only thing that gave it away was the faint green glow emanating from her eyes in the darkness.

  "This girl has night vision eyes?" asked Old Xiao.

  "Wow! This old man knows quite a lot, just like night vision eyes." She looked around at us, and finally her eyes landed on me, staring intently.

  Lao San immediately asked with a big smile: "Beautiful girl, what's your name? How did you end up here?"

  The green-eyed woman glanced at him and said, "Name? Just call me Yang Cangcang, a human name. Why did I appear here? I'd like to ask you the same thing, disturbing my sleep."

  "What's your human name? Aren't you a human?" Kalamai looked at Fuma.

  The horse had been helped to one side by me, although very weak but already awake, and kept looking up and down at Yang Cangcang, saying intermittently: "She is a human being, with a heart voice."

  Yang Cangcang rubbed her nose: "Oh, this handsome guy actually has a discerning eye, it's really rare. So it's you..." Yang Cangcang looked at me, "You've been dead for so long, why do you still want to get involved in the world of the living?"