We stepped back and found that all the cracks in the rocks around us were filled with light blue mist at an alarming speed. Almost in an instant, the mist started to shroud us below our knees and in front of us, and it was still rising. Soon the flashlight was almost useless.
Then we heard a series of deer horn sounds coming from one end of the rift valley. They were so melodious that they echoed in the rift valley for several times. Countless dark shadows followed the sound of the deer horns and lined up in a long line, appearing in the mist at the end of the rift valley.
I was unable to react for a moment. The people here were either dead or running away. It had been a deserted place for a long time. How come so many people suddenly appeared ? Are there other teams here? But it didn't seem like it. There were too many people.
The fat man on the side turned pale, as if he knew what was going on. He was speechless and it took him a long time to finish his words: "The ghost soldiers are borrowing the road !"
Ghost soldiers ? I was very confused and wanted to ask him, but he covered my mouth and made a gesture to tell me not to speak. We put down the flashlight, backed away, and hid behind a big rock.
The team walked towards us slowly, and I could even see the shadow of the foreign flag held by the people in front. The team consisted of four people in a row, walking in a very orderly manner. They soon walked in front of us from the end of the rift in the distance. Under the light of the flashlight, the shadow of the fog became clearer and clearer.
As I watched, my scalp went numb. The people at the front of the team were wearing worn-out armor from the Shang Dynasty, holding flagpoles in their hands, and people behind them were holding horns. Although they were carrying such heavy loads, they walked as if they were floating, without making any sound, and at an extremely fast speed. When I looked at their faces again, I almost bit off my tongue. They were all extremely long faces, with heads twice as long as those of ordinary people. All of them had no expression on their faces, and their faces were extremely pale.
The team passed by us like ghosts without noticing us, and walked straight into the gap of the huge bronze door. All the soldiers looked exactly the same, as if they were made of paper.
Fatty and I didn't dare to say anything, hoping that these people would pass by quickly. At this moment, Fatty's hand that was pressing on my mouth suddenly trembled. I quickly looked and saw that Monk Oil Bottle was also wearing the same armor, walking in the middle of the team. His normal human face was so different from the monster-like faces around him that we recognized him at a glance.
I almost wanted to scream out, could it be that Monk Oil Bottle is dead and his soul has been taken away by these evil soldiers ?
I looked again and saw that Menyoupingzi was still holding his ancient black gold sword behind him, and his walking movements were completely different from those of the ghost soldiers beside him. I immediately knew that he was still alive.
What did he want to do ? Could it be that... a very bold idea suddenly occurred to me - could it be that he wanted to sneak in?
This kid is crazy ! My heartbeat started to accelerate all of a sudden, a long-lost fear surged into my heart, my breathing started to quicken, and I wanted to go up to stop him, but the fat man held me tightly and wouldn't let me move.
I saw Menyouping noticed us, turned his head, and saw the faces of me and Fatty. He suddenly smiled meaningfully, moved his mouth, and said, "Goodbye."
Then he walked into the huge bronze door and disappeared into the darkness in an instant. I stared at him in amazement, my head almost bursting.
Soon, a whole team of "Yin Soldiers" walked into the huge bronze gate. The ground shook violently, and the huge gate instantly closed into a whole.
I sat down on the ground, feeling powerless instantly. What was going on ? What on earth was Monk Oil Bottle trying to do? Were those really ghost soldiers?
The fat man ran over to pick up the flashlight, and looked at Ju Men in surprise, a little bit mentally confused.
But we still didn't have time to be in a daze. The fog around us gradually dissipated, and we immediately heard sporadic strange bird calls coming from the end of the rift, getting louder and louder.
The fat man reacted immediately and yelled to me, "Hurry up! The birds are coming back again. We won't be so lucky this time."
When I called out to Fatty, I suddenly felt as if someone had poured a basin of ice water on me. I came to my senses, turned around immediately, and followed Fatty to the other side of the rift - the direction in which Pan Zi and the others had escaped.
The rocks under the rift were like hills and extremely difficult to climb. We had just climbed a short distance when the calls of strange birds were very close. I couldn't help but pray in my heart. It would be fine if I had died just now, but if I escaped and died in the same place again, it would really not be worth it.
Our wounds had gone from painful to numb. Some people say that people forget the pain when they are nervous, but I couldn't even feel my own feet now, and I couldn't run fast even with my teeth gritted. The fat man and I had to support each other and run forward as hard as we could. We couldn't stop, because if we stopped, it would be impossible to exert more strength.
We rolled and crawled like this, running deeper and deeper. Soon I almost lost consciousness and had no idea what I was doing.
After climbing over a huge rock that looked like a small hill, there appeared a three-way intersection in front of the rift. Three huge cracks in the mountain appeared in front of me. I was a little confused. What should I do ? Which one should I take? We thought that the Traceless Rift would go all the way to the end and we would meet Pan Zi at the exit. We didn't have any food or water. In this state, even if we could get out by all three roads, we would be dead if we couldn't meet up with them.
When we ran to the fork in the road, we suddenly saw an extremely ugly arrow engraved on the edge of one of the huge cracks, indicating a direction.
The fat man cursed: "That old Panzi is really lazy. He can't even make an arrow look pretty."
I didn't expect that they would leave arrows for us, so I said, "Why do you care about these? As long as they work, it's fine !" There was nothing more to say. I gritted my teeth and got into the gap.
The gap here is much narrower than the rift, so the strange bird cannot fly smoothly. Once it enters, the chance of being hunted is much smaller. We felt much more at ease as soon as we entered.
Soon I saw the light of a flashlight ahead, and I was suddenly shocked. I thought, according to their pace, they should have run very deep, so why is there a flashlight here? Did they die here again in an accident ?
After running a few steps, we saw Pan Zi and a few foreigners walking back with their backs full of bullets. They seemed to want to come back to rescue us. Pan Zi was overjoyed when he saw us, but then he was stunned and asked: "Just you two? Where are the others?"
I said don't mention it, it's too tragic, let's go quickly, those birds are following us.
You can hear the cries here, but you can't see the situation in the sky clearly at all. Without flares, you can't see the strange bird with a flashlight.
Pan Zi waved and went back immediately. The last person lit a cold firework and led the way. A foreigner saw how badly I was injured, so he carried me on his back, and the group quickly retreated to the end of the crack.
I hadn't been carried for a long time, so I felt very uncomfortable. However, the cold smoke and the deep clouds illuminated the numerous murals on the rock walls around the gap, which suddenly aroused my interest. Unfortunately, I ran too fast and couldn't take a closer look.
The sad cries gradually weakened, and it seemed that the strange bird had given up the pursuit. In fact, when we saw Pan Zi, we felt much more at ease, knowing that we were unlikely to die. The people he brought with him were all good shooters in Aning's team, so even if we really had an encounter, we would not suffer any losses.
When I thought of Aning's team, I thought of Aning, and I asked Pan Zi if he had seen her.
Pan Zi said don't worry, the beautiful girl was knocked unconscious and carried back.
After running for a long time, the gap became narrower and narrower, and finally only one person could pass through. The air suddenly became warm, and we slowed down. At this time, two more people appeared in front of us. They were guards on night watch. When they saw us coming back, they cheered.
I wanted to ask why the temperature here was so high, but then I saw several hot springs next to Panzi's camp. I immediately relaxed completely, and a feeling of powerlessness spread throughout my body, and I almost fainted on the spot.