"ah!!"

Yuchi Mingyue woke up from the nightmare and danced with her hands, but was held tightly by someone. She cried and opened her eyes, but saw that it was her husband pressing her.

Yuchi Mingyue had just had a nightmare. In the dream, she transformed into an expedition member "I" and followed her teammates to explore a ruins of a city in the dense forest of America.

The ruins are large in scale but have been abandoned for a long time. The locals call it "City of the Dead". According to legend, every night on the dark moon, a large number of undead will appear in the ruins. It seems that grand ceremonies are held repeatedly based on their obsessions during their lifetime.

This mysterious undead ritual is said to be related to the magical "crystal skull". In the legend of the locals, whoever gets this "crystal skull" will be able to understand the future.

As a result, the expedition team had an accident while exploring this "City of the Dead" on a dark night. They were chased by the undead. Seeing the end of the road, "I" was about to be eaten by "all ghosts", and Yuchi Mingyue woke up in fear.

She found that she was not in the ruins deep in the American jungle, with no ghosts around her, but in the "luxury room" of the cabin. The night outside was dark, and there was a candlelight flashing outside. There was only a husband with a stern face in front of her.

"Look, look! It's fine if you're timid, you have to look at the horror!"

Yuwen Wen, who was sleepy, scolded in a low voice, staring at Yuchi Mingyue who woke up from a nightmare. Yuchi Mingyue was stunned and came back to her senses, a little dull: "Ah... I'm just just taking a look..."

"Look at it casually?" Yuwen Wen let go and lay down again, "I said that this kind of adventure is weird. If you are timid, don't watch it."

"It's really good..." Yuchi Mingyue leaned against Yuwen Wen and whispered: "Husband, is there really a city of the dead in America?"

Yuwen Wen was in a hurry to sleep, closed his eyes and hummed: "No, fake, lie!"

"Oh, the story in "Raiders of the Lost Ark" can't be made up out of thin air."

"Didn't the preface to that book say? This story is purely fiction!"

"But, but..."

Yuchi Mingyue was entangled, struggling with the storybook he had just read.

Not long ago, Yuwen Wen took a family from Chang'an to Hebei. After passing Sanmenxia, ​​he took a boat. Yuchi Mingyue was bored and read the newly published expedition "Raiders of the Lottery".

Then she was fascinated by the content of the story, and now she was thinking about the mysterious "City of the Dead" in the American jungle.

There is also the "crystal skull" that is said to contain the creation of heaven and earth.

When Yuchi Mingyue saw Yuwen turning over and sleeping soundly, she lay down flat and continued to transform into "me" and explore in the mysterious American jungle.

On the side, Yuwen Wen, who was pretending to be asleep, was relieved when he saw that the "problem baby" stopped asking questions. He thought about the content of the story of "Raiders of the Lost Ark" and felt proud.

There is no reason for the story of the Iron Blood Fight against the Alien to come out for the time being, so the story of the expedition team looking for the crystal skull can still be "drawn".

Such adventure stories are most likely to arouse the curiosity of the people about distant America. If one of the 100 people is moved and sets on the ship to the New World, it is a victory of publicity.

......

The sun sets in the west, the sky is full of sunset, and under the afterglow of the sunset, the outlines of the surrounding trees seem to become blurred. "I" rubbed my eyes and looked carefully. Everything in front of me was as usual.

In front of you is a straight bluestone avenue, extending northward to the foot of the tall triangular high tower in front of you. On both sides of the avenue are tall stone platforms, with a quadrilateral at the bottom and a quadrilateral at the top, which is also a quadrilateral.

These high platforms seemed to be two teams of soldiers, standing in neat rows, standing on both sides of the avenue, with woods behind them, and black. When the wind blew, it made a "rustling" sound.

We are actually in the ruins of a city, with no human figure or animal traces around us.

It was getting darker, and "I" looked at my companions with some concern, but the companions were very calm. According to the locals, everyone put the bone flute provided by the other party in their mouths, then formed a circle, sat on the ground facing outward, and waited quietly.

The bone flute, which was shaped like a bamboo whistle, was a little cold in my mouth, and emitted a stinky smell. The smell made my stomach feel a little uncomfortable, but I still held it back.

A living person holds this bone flute made of human bones in his mouth, and his breath will not reveal the breath of a living person. In this way, when the person is mixed in the dead, he will not be discovered by the other party.

Thinking of this terrifying legend, I couldn't help but feel cold on my back. Fortunately, everyone sat in a circle, and the captain was guarding the circle, and everyone's backs were very safe.

But can we be regarded as a dead soul?

"I" didn't know, so I could only pray that the legends of the local natives were true.

"I" is a member of the expedition, traveling across the ocean for 20,000 miles to the new continent in the far east, which is the "America".

Here, the expedition team organized several expedition teams to explore around. It took more than a year for the expedition team where "I" was located to finally get in touch with friendly local residents.

The clothes of these people are said to be similar to those of the ancients in the pre-Qin period, but because of their language barriers, the expedition team could not further understand the other party's "life experience".

In limited exchanges, we heard that there is a ruin in the depths of the local dense forest, where transparent and glowing figures appear every night on the dark moon.

These transparent figures seem to be repeating some kind of ritual. The ritual is large in scale, and there are also many transparent figures participating in the ceremony.

A long time ago, someone approached these figures because of curiosity, but never came back. Later, a man with a human bone flute in his arms successfully got into these "people" and came back alive, which gave him various descriptions.

Obviously, these transparent figures are ghosts, or undead.

Although "I" is a member of the expedition team, I am afraid of ghosts. However, the captain wants to find out. "I" did not intend to participate, but the captain saved "my"'s life. Since he was going, "I" must follow him.

Now, we are next to the bluestone avenue in the ruins, not far from the high platform ahead, the sun has disappeared under the horizon, night falls, there is no moon in the sky, and it is pitch black all around.

Under the stars in the sky, our vision was blocked. The captain was calm. Everyone was patient and waited quietly, wanting to see if there would be transparent and glowing figures gathered here on the moonless night and what ceremony would be held.

"I" knew that the captain wanted to see what the ceremony looked like and what kind of dress these transparent and glowing figures were, to determine whether there were any remnants of the Shang Dynasty in this area.

By the way, let’s confirm whether the legendary “crystal skull” exists.

Time passed, and I don’t know how long it took, and there was fog in the ruins, getting thicker and thicker. Gradually, there were shadows shaking in the fog. These figures became brighter and brighter, more and more, surrounding us.

These figures can see clothes on their bodies, the difference between men and women, old and young, but they cannot see clearly their faces and legs: the faces and legs are blurred.

There is no doubt that these are the undead (ghost), they are all the undead (ghost).

"I" just felt the surroundings become cold, and my body trembled involuntarily. Looking at the others, everyone was not much better, and the transparent and glowing figures surrounding us seemed to not see us.

"They" gathered on both sides of the avenue, waving their arms to cheer, but they could not hear any sound. "I" just faced the avenue, so I could see one end of the avenue, where we entered the city, a team slowly walked along the avenue.

There were many "people" in the team carrying something similar to a carriage, and there was a "man" sitting on the carriage.

This "man" looks gorgeous in costumes, perhaps an amazing figure, sitting on his shoulders, enjoying the cheers of the "crowds" on both sides.

The team gradually approached. Somehow, "my"'s heartbeat gradually accelerated, and he stared at the "man" who was about to pass by me.

"He" also turned to look at "me".

"I" saw his appearance clearly, and that appearance was so familiar, just like...

Just like "I" see my own reflection in the water.

That's another "me"!

The "I" smiled at "I", his eyes were like snow and ice, and he froze his heart through "I"'s eyes.

Endless fear filled the whole body, "I" shouted in horror, and the bone flute in my mouth slid down.

Although the bone flute was connected to one end and hung around "my"'s neck, the bone flute still left "my"'s mouth, and the aura of living that "I" exclaimed instantly spread.

Countless undead (ghosts) turned their heads and looked at "me". Although their faces were blurred, "me" could feel countless strange eyes staring at "me", like a group of hungry hounds staring at a hare.

Then he showed his hideous face, spread his teeth and claws, shouted shrillly, and rushed forward.

The cow opened his eyes and looked at the canopy above. The morning light leaked from the gaps in the leaves and sprinkled on his face, a little dazzling.

There were chattering sounds in his ears, and there were scattered horns coming from afar. He sat up, looked around, and sighed: It was indeed a dream.

The cow is in a forest, surrounded by many "hair people" with long beards and long hair cooking, while others are preparing weapons. The atmosphere of preparing for war has made the green mountains and green waters look murderous.

The bull, who took a nap before the war, has now had enough sleep. He dressed like these hairy people and could not tell the abnormality of his identity from his appearance.

Although they are in the woods, this is not the woods of America. The "Hairy" warriors who look a bit hideous are not evil ghosts in the "City of the Undead".

In the fire beside him, there were a few books of ashes. They were the storybooks he had read once, and the latest adventure "Raider of the Lost Ark" brought by the respondent from the Central Plains.

The mysterious American jungle, the trembling "City of the Undead", and the magical "crystal skull" make the cow yearn for it.

If you have the chance, you must visit America.

This was what Niu thought when he finished reading the book, and then he threw this brand new storybook into the bonfire.

The identities of his and his companions cannot be exposed, so any item that would be exposed must be destroyed. The book "Raiders of the Lost Ark" was circulated in turn by Niu and his companions, remembering the story, but not leaving books.

The sound of trumpets came from afar, and it became more and more rapid. The soldiers who were preparing for the war stuffed dry food into the cloth bags around their waists. Several old men, who looked like chiefs, came hurriedly with crutches.

Seeing the cow, they said respectfully and anxiously: "God envoy! The enemy is here!"
Chapter completed!