The years when I was Captain Jin

Chapter 119 Warrior Statue
On the nearly 20-meter-high river wall, dense silhouettes stand out.Ancient wooden chariots, siege hammers, and countless soldiers, one on top of the other, appeared in front of us in a 1:1 real-life form.

Those sculptures are very realistic, especially the eyes, they all seem to be gnashing their teeth and staring at me!
It seemed to be a kind of ancient army phalanx. I looked over it for a moment, and I really felt that there were thousands of troops shouting towards me, and my face turned pale with fright.

I threw a few more stones forward, but seeing that nothing had been touched, the three of us approached cautiously.

In all fairness, these sculptures are not very finely carved, whether it is the body, hands and feet, or the armor worn on the body, there is only a rough outline.

And those weapons and chariots are actually very simple.

But the charm of each face is vividly expressed, especially the depiction of the eyes is extremely lifelike.

This is also the reason why we broke out in cold sweat when we just turned the corner. No matter where we stood, we seemed to be shrouded in the fierce eyes of these soldiers!

And the way these soldiers stack up is like the three thousand arhats most admired by Buddhism.If you look closely, there are seven or eight floors of soldiers, with thousands of pairs of eyes staring at you.

The closer we got, the stronger the feeling of being stared down from above became stronger, and a layer of fine hair appeared on the whole back unknowingly.

"It seems that my guess is not wrong. There must be a huge ancient tomb buried here! This area is the dragon formation outside the ancient tomb, just waiting for you to step on it." Zhang Sanpao also came over at this time, he After looking at the soldiers protruding from the rocks, he said with a solemn expression.

"Isn't this road the Chen Cang Road?"

I suddenly remembered the road full of traps that I encountered in Li Si's tomb.The owner of the tomb will never be so bored as to place so many sculptures here, and there must be murderous intentions in these sculptures.

After all, it is estimated that these sculptures will take decades just for carving and transporting.

"Probably."

Zhang Sanpao frowned.

"Then why the hell can we still fly there? The distance of this road is not short. Under this kind of terrain, even if there are only simple mechanisms such as flint and boiling oil hidden in those sculptures, we will die without a place to die."

The fat man's face turned blue.

I'm also a little nervous at the moment. This kind of terrain is originally a dangerous place that military strategists said, and with these eerie statues around, it really makes people feel anxious.

Ma Rulong walked over with the man in the suit and Catherine. He didn't speak, but just looked at the sculptures from a distance, and didn't act rashly.

My heart skipped a beat, isn't this old thing going to let us explore the way again?

You must know that this road looks very far in the past, it is estimated to be nearly 1000 meters long, if something goes wrong in the middle of the road, there will be no time for rescue.

If Ma Rulong really wants us to explore the way like this, then he will undoubtedly let us be cannon fodder.

"The carving techniques of these things, can you tell which genre they belong to?"

Ma Rulong asked suddenly.

I shook my head and temporarily breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that this old thing hasn't made any killing intentions in a short time.

In fact, I have considered this issue before. After all, the exquisite carving technique is the most attractive part of antiques.I have opened a shop on Antique Street for several years, and I have been studying this thing for a long time, but I have never seen this style of sculpture.

The eyes of those soldiers really didn't look like they were carved out, but seemed real.

If some color is painted on the faces of these soldiers, everyone will definitely think they are real people.

"What a 'finishing' touch, comparable to the famous painter Wu Daozi." Ma Rulong said suddenly.

"I'm looking forward to this ancient tomb now, hehe." The man in the suit also fell into deep thought in a rare way.

We just judged from the inscription on the Qingyang bottle that this may be a civilization that has not been recorded in history.After arriving here, I realized that this might be a "big mac" of the Chinese nation, and people can feel its profundity just from the tip of the iceberg.

"But I still feel something is wrong. If this civilization has never appeared, it must be a long time ago. But why did Shi Yanluo, whom Zhang Sanpao saw in other ancient tombs, appear here? Could it be that there is a civilization between the two tombs?" implicated."

I hesitated for a moment, but still expressed my doubts.

"Uncle, you are so long-winded, if you find the tomb, you will know everything..."

Kathleen glanced at me and made a cute face.

I shivered suddenly, and decided not to speak at the moment.

"Should we blow up the statues on both sides first? I always have an ominous premonition that there might be something hidden in these statues. It's too dangerous for us to just go there."

The man in the suit narrowed his eyes.

"No, the current ammunition doesn't allow us to do this anymore! And the dragon array has been here for so long, but the statues on both sides haven't been damaged much. There must be a reason."

Ma Rulong shook his head.

As soon as Ma Rulong finished speaking, the fat man jumped out from the side, and he said to Ma Rulong: "You mean, if we move these statues, there will be big problems?"

"Guess, not sure."

Ma Rulong actually answered Fatty's words patiently at this moment.

He leaned in front of a statue, put on a glove as thin as a cicada's wings, and carefully stroked the whole body of the statue, with a gentle appearance, as if touching a naked woman.

It's just that he kept the same frequency, stroking the statue, and frowning for a moment, he said: "This thing is solid, there is nothing inside."

After all, he didn't see any movement, only heard a crisp sound of 'pop', half of the statue's face was actually broken off by him, and it was indeed gray stone inside!

I gasped, how much strength is needed for this fucking hand to break the stone statue apart.

In fact, there was another name called "Samsung Club" before Daedou. As the name suggests, it considers the application of three fingers.The strength of the middle finger, index finger, and thumb bursting out at the same time is the key to measuring a Tu Fuzi's technique.

I used to hear people bragging that after digging a robbery hole, I could use three fingers to pick out the bricks that sealed the wall.

Just these three fingers alone, even a sword can be broken!
I secretly thought.

Naturally, Ma Rulong didn't know what I was thinking. He walked forward for more than ten meters and randomly checked the surrounding statues.Then I broke off several 'faces' in a row, but all of them were solid, and nothing was found at all.

(End of this chapter)