Rebirth of Bloody Romance

The sunlight struggled to penetrate the layers of thick clouds and fell like golden rain in front of the ancient and weathered city gate.

The mottled stone walls, eroded by wind and rain, are like a long scroll of history, densely engraved with deep and shallow marks left by the passage of time.

Professor Zhang and Professor Li stood quietly in front of the city gate. Their eyes were deep and sharp, as if they could penetrate the tightly closed gate and see through all the secrets hidden within.

Tang Wan'er followed the two professors closely, her beautiful big eyes sparkling with irrepressible curiosity and anticipation.

Zhong Yuemin walked quickly to Professor Zhang's side and asked in a low voice, "Professor Zhang, do you think we should go directly into the city to find out what's going on, or should we set up camp outside first, observe the situation, and then wait for an opportunity to act?"

After Zhong Yuemin's words fell, they echoed slowly over the vast plain, sounding a bit inexplicably lonely and desolate.

Professor Zhang frowned slightly and fell into a brief contemplation. After a while, he finally spoke slowly. "Xiao Zhong, in my opinion, we should go in. After all, this city looks so ancient and mysterious, and we know almost nothing about its scale and internal structure. If we want to get a deeper understanding of it, I'm afraid we can only go deep into the city and reach its core area."

Professor Li nodded repeatedly to show his agreement. "Professor Zhang is absolutely right! It is not wise to hesitate here. Only by moving forward courageously and gaining a deeper understanding can we find the answer to the mystery we have been dreaming of."

However, at this moment, Zhong Yuemin said with concern, "Professor Zhang, I don't know why, I always feel that the temperature in the city is getting colder. It's like this during the day now, but what about when night falls? I'm afraid that people like us can't bear such severe cold." There was a hint of worry in his words.

Professor Zhang nodded slightly and was about to respond when he heard bursts of camel bell sounds and noisy voices from afar.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw a group approaching. It turned out to be the group of Japanese they had encountered before, and there were still survivors among them, which was truly a miracle.

Following closely, teams from Outer Mongolia, the Soviet Union, South Korea, Britain, France, Germany and other countries also followed one after another, and without exception they all marched towards this ancient city.

Eve stood in front of the huge stone gate of Kongming City and turned back to give Zhong Yuemin a firm look. "Zhong Yuemin, we're going in first. Good luck to you!" There was a hint of uneasiness in her voice, but more of firmness and determination.

Zhong Yuemin looked at his teammates behind him, and everyone's face was full of tension and expectation. He took a deep breath, and seemed to be able to smell the ancient atmosphere in the air, mixed with dust and unknown dangers. "Avril, I don't feel well, you have to be careful." His low voice echoed in the team, like a warning, but also like a vow.

Avril nodded, waved to Zhong Yuemin, turned around and stepped into the threshold of Kongming City with Paul, David and others. Their figures gradually disappeared behind the dim city gate, leaving only Zhong Yuemin and the remaining few people standing there.

As Avril and her team walked away, Zhong Yuemin's eyes showed a bit of solemnity. He looked back at the team behind him. Fatty Wang was urging them anxiously, while Professor Zhang looked calm, his eyes revealing curiosity and vigilance about the unknown.

"Brother Zhong, we can't wait any longer. What if they find something good? We will be left behind!" Fatty Wang said anxiously, his face full of unwillingness.

Zhong Yuemin took a deep breath. He knew that what Fatty Wang said made sense, but they couldn't act blindly. He turned to look at Professor Zhang, who nodded slightly, indicating that he could make the decision.

"Okay, let's go in." Zhong Yuemin finally made up his mind. He patted Fatty Wang on the shoulder. "But remember, you must be careful."

Everyone nodded, followed Zhong Yuemin, and walked into Kongming City carefully. This ancient city seemed to be forgotten by time, silent and mysterious. The air was filled with an ancient atmosphere that made people involuntarily slow down their breathing.

They passed through a narrow passage, and the surrounding stone walls were covered with vines and mosses. Zhong Yuemin noticed that the vines seemed to be trembling slightly, as if some creature was lurking in them. His heart tightened, and he held the weapon in his hand even tighter.

After walking for a while, they came to an empty hall. In the center of the hall stood a huge stone statue with a hideous face that made people shudder. Zhong Yuemin looked around and found that there was a stone door in each of the four corners of the hall, which was tightly closed, as if guarding some secret.

"Let's split up and act more efficiently," Fatty Wang suggested.

Zhong Yuemin shook his head. "No, we can't separate. It's too dangerous here. We must stay alert."

Professor Zhang also agreed. "Xiao Zhong is right. We can't take risks. We can explore this hall together and then decide on the next course of action."

The breathing sounds of the people in the hall echoed in the empty space. With a desire for the unknown in their hearts, they began to search carefully in this ancient hall.

The murals and stone carvings on the walls gradually revealed their true colors under the firelight. These murals are colorful, and although they have been baptized by the years, they still exude a mysterious atmosphere. The words on the stone carvings are ancient hieroglyphs, twisted and complex, as if recording a dusty history.

Professor Zhang stood in front of the mural, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He reached out and gently touched the stone wall, as if he could feel the warmth behind the ancient words. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to immerse himself in this mysterious world.

"These words... they seem to be telling an ancient story." Professor Zhang's voice was low and magnetic, and his words echoed in the air, attracting everyone's attention.

"Professor, can you understand?" Liu Xiaofang asked.

Professor Zhang shook his head, frowning. "These words are very old. I can only decipher part of them. But I can feel the power they contain."

Zhong Yuemin stood aside and looked at the murals and stone carvings for a while, but found that he could not understand the mystery. He knew that he was not an expert in this area, so he decided to find a suitable place to camp and rest.

Zhong Yuemin walked out of the hall, and the wind blew in his face. "What kind of weather is this? It's so cold."

Zhong Yuemin began to look for a suitable place to camp. He passed through a dense forest and came to an open area. In the center was a huge old tree with a thick trunk and lush branches and leaves. He walked under the tree and looked up at the treetops, as if he could feel its vitality.

Zhong Yuemin instructed Ning Wei and Liu Jiajia, "This is a good place, comrades, let's go here."

So Ning Wei and his friends started to get busy, setting up tents and lighting bonfires.

Meanwhile, Professor Zhang in the hall is still studying those mysterious murals and stone carvings. He believes that there must be some secrets hidden behind these words. He will continue to explore until he uncovers this dusty history.

The moonlight in Kongming City was shrouded in an ominous atmosphere, as if even the stars were deliberately avoiding this land. On the first day, Professor Zhang and Professor Li were immersed in the mysteries of the murals and stone carvings, and everything seemed calm.

The morning sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, scattering on the ground in patches, adding a bit of vitality to this mysterious land. However, for Professor Zhang and Professor Li, this is just the beginning. They continue to study the ancient murals and stone carvings in the hall, hoping to decipher more secrets from them.

As time went by, night fell again. The fire in the hall was still flickering, but this time, the silence was broken by a sudden scream.

"Snakes, snakes, so many snakes!" A terrified scream broke the silence, and then gunshots and screams intertwined, breaking the tranquility of the night.

The originally peaceful camp was now in chaos, with the light of fire and flashlights flickering in the darkness, illuminating those creepy creatures - snakes.

Zhong Yuemin suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from his meditation. He rushed out of the tent quickly, and saw wriggling figures all around him. The snakes seemed to have drilled out from the ground, so dense that it made his scalp tingle.

Zhong Yuemin immediately swung the dagger in his hand and cut off several approaching snakes, but the number of snakes was too large to be completely resisted.

"Professor Zhang, Professor Zhang!" Zhong Yuemin shouted as he rushed to Professor Zhang's tent. He opened the tent's door curtain and saw Professor Zhang and Professor Li huddled together in panic, their faces pale.

"What's wrong, Xiao Zhong? What happened?" Professor Zhang asked with a trembling voice.

"There are snakes everywhere. We have to evacuate here quickly." Zhong Yuemin explained briefly. He glanced around the tent and turned around with peace of mind after making sure there were no traces of snakes.

Not far away, Ning Wei, Fatty Wang, and Wu Jianjun were holding weapons and fighting against the snakes. Ning Wei shouted loudly, "Captain, what should we do? There are too many snakes!"

Zhong Yuemin took a deep breath and calmly analyzed the current situation. He knew that if he continued to stay here, it would only be more dangerous.

Therefore, Zhong Yuemin decisively issued an order. "Gather our people and withdraw from Kongming City. I will lead the way in front, and Ning Wei, you lead the others to cover the rear."

"Okay, captain!" Ning Wei responded and immediately began to organize the team members.

The moonlight was dim, and the whole city of Kongming was like a forgotten silver ocean, silent and mysterious. Suddenly, a burst of rapid shouting broke the silence of the night. "Ah, ah, ah, I, I was bitten by a snake!" Professor Li's terrified voice echoed in the empty desert, carrying endless despair.

Tang Wan'er rushed out of the tent like lightning, her face full of anxiety. She quickly took out a small cloth bag from her waist, and with her fingers shaking deftly, some unknown powders flew away with the wind, drawing silver arcs in the air. The snakes seemed to be extremely afraid of these powders, and retreated one after another, leaving Professor Li lying on the sand, his face as pale as paper.

"Zhong Yuemin, we have to leave here as soon as possible. Several people have been bitten!" Tang Wan'er shouted loudly, her voice trembling a little in the night wind.

Zhong Yuemin heard Tang Wan'er's cry and scanned the surroundings with a sharp gaze. He made a quick decision. "Ning Wei, are our people all here?"

"Captain, we're all here!" Ning Wei's voice came from the darkness, and he led the remaining team members to assemble quickly.

"Don't worry about anything else, just ride on your camel and follow me!" Zhong Yuemin gave the order, and everyone quickly moved. The camel's bells swayed in the night, making a crisp sound, adding a bit of weirdness to the tense atmosphere.

"Brother Zhong, let me help you." Fatty Wang, holding two submachine guns, strode to Zhong Yuemin.

"And me." Tang Wan'er followed closely behind, with a determined light flashing in her eyes.

To Zhong Yuemin's left was Fatty Wang, and to his right was Tang Wan'er. The three of them walked side by side, along with Dabai. The three of them and the wolf were leading the way at the front of the team.

Under the moonlight, Zhong Yuemin was seen holding two daggers in his hands, and every time he swung them, a cold light flashed. His movements were swift and fierce, as if he had turned into a whirlwind, opening up a bloody path among the snakes. Dabai was stepping on his feet and biting with his mouth, jumping up and down.

Fatty Wang held a submachine gun and kept firing. With full firepower, poisonous snakes were killed one after another by the gunfire.

Tang Wan'er kept sprinkling the white powder, and each time she sprinkled it, the snakes would retreat a little. The three of them worked in perfect harmony, as if they had formed an indestructible line of defense.