Unscrupulous neighbors

It's not that Hang Rui is not afraid. When he found out that Song Mingqian had a problem, Hang Rui immediately thought it was something in the corridor.

But after calming down and thinking about it carefully, if this is the case, there are many problems that cannot be explained.

Why did Xuebing not respond? Is this person a student of Rongda University? If he is, why did he become like this?If not, then who is he?

"Hang Rui, are you okay?" Seeing that Hang Rui was a little out of control, Xue Zhe immediately asked concerned, "If you are too tired, take a rest." Xue Zhe grabbed Hang Rui's bleeding hand, "Will it cause infection?" ah……"

"I'm fine." Hang Rui withdrew his hand, "The voice I heard is getting clearer and clearer, and it should be here soon." Hang Rui looked at Xue Zhe and said, "You must follow me closely for a while. One, if you can escape by yourself, don't stay behind, after you escape, find a way to find Ying Chen, you know?"

Xue Zhe understood Hang Rui's concerns, and he couldn't help him at all. If someone really escaped to rescue the soldiers, he might have a better chance of survival.

"I see." Xue Zhe patted Song Mingqian's shoulder after speaking, "You will follow me in a while, you know?"

Song Mingqian nodded: "I know."

Hang Rui was too late to stop Xue Zhe, and saw with his own eyes that Xue Zhe had indeed touched Song Mingqian's body. Suddenly, a thought made Hang Rui's whole body chill. If Xue Zhe could touch it but he couldn't, would there be a problem? What about yourself?

"Hang Rui."

Hearing this familiar voice, Hang Rui's eyes suddenly became hot, and he choked up and called out the name softly: "Ying Chen?"

It happened to be this flustered time, when he heard Ying Chen's voice, Hang Rui suddenly felt a lot more relieved, and then he realized that this voice was not real, it was vague in his mind, more like an auditory hallucination existing in the void .

Hang Rui looked down at the gold thread that had been tightly held in his hand, and called again uncertainly: "Ying Chen, is that you?"

"Hang Rui, who are you talking to..." Seeing Hang Rui's expression, Xue Zhe immediately covered his mouth, knowing that this was a voice that only Hang Rui could hear, and by the way, he covered Song Mingqian's mouth with his hand.

Song Mingqian, who was at a loss, didn't understand what happened, so he and Xue Zhe looked at Hang Rui and talked to himself.

Hang Rui was eager to make sure that he didn't have auditory hallucinations, so he didn't pay attention to what Xue Zhe was doing.

Wang Susu and Yinfeng looked at Ying Chen, who was bleeding profusely on his arm but finally had a smile on his face, looked at each other tacitly, and both had the same thought in their hearts. As long as it was about Hang Rui, Ying Chen would always be so desperate, No sacrifice is necessary.

Even Ying Chen couldn't easily open the protective seal that commemorated the four directions of the world, so he used dragon blood and dragon scales as a guide, but he could only open a gap and pass his thoughts in.

"Hang Rui, are you okay?" Ying Chen's voice was more worried than happy, "Don't be afraid, I will definitely come to rescue you."

"I... am not afraid." Even though he felt uneasy, Hang Rui still didn't want Ying Chen to worry about himself, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

In fact, Hang Rui knew in his heart that since Ying Chen can only communicate with himself in this way, it means that he has no way to come here at present, so Hang Rui told Ying Chen what happened in a few words, and then said : "I can't find a way out. It seems that there is a voice that wants me to go somewhere. I... want to follow it."

Ying Chen was very unwilling to let Hang Rui take risks, but they were in a predicament, and if they could not break through, they could only break the barrier from the inside.

"You just said that you heard a nursery rhyme?"

"Yes." Hang Rui recited the nursery rhyme he heard to Ying Chen, "I already know what's going on with the first sentence, now that I've found a way, I should be able to get out of here soon, but I I think there must be something else behind."

There are four nursery rhymes in total. If the first sentence is this tunnel, then there are at least three levels waiting for them in the remaining three sentences.

After hearing what Hang Rui said, Ying Chen asked, "Is Xuebing with you?"

Speaking of the lovely snow cake, Hang Rui felt a little more relaxed, so he praised it: "Yes, it has been following me. Thanks to it, I was not injured."

"It's good that you're not injured," Ying Chen thought for a while, and decided to tell Hang Rui the situation. In this way, even if he sees or encounters something, at least Hang Rui will have an idea in his heart, "Where are you now? , it was originally a sacrificial vessel, but for some reason, there might be something wrong with the sacrificial offering buried here with this sacrificial vessel, so this closed space is actually used to protect the sacrificial vessel. It is a barrier that prevents the weapon from being taken away by outsiders, it cannot get in from the outside, and it cannot come out from the inside, and it even blocks the connection between me and you."

Hang Rui understood that this is like a high-end safe. When the lock is picked, the automatic protection device is turned on. Even if it self-destructs, the contents inside cannot be taken out. Even Ying Chen gave it to himself. The golden thread that serves as connection and summoning has been shielded, so one can imagine how powerful the power here will be.

"What should I do?" Hang Rui finally understood the seriousness of the matter, "If the problem of the sacrifice is solved, can this closed space be opened and we can go out?"

"It's possible," Ying Chen didn't hide it, "but you have to know that the sacrifice of another sacrificial vessel before was Dipo, and there will be an equally powerful sacrifice here, and you can't fight against it by yourself. of."

"...Ying Chen, I want to give it a try." What Hang Rui didn't say to Ying Chen was that he used his own blood to open the tunnel, that is to say, no matter what the reason was, at least he had to deal with this barrier. It is special, whether it is a kind accommodation to myself, or trying to lead myself into a trap.

And Hang Rui didn't tell Ying Chen about this because he knew that once Ying Chen knew the reason, he would never allow himself to do so.

"it is good."

To Hang Rui's surprise, Ying Chen agreed immediately, and the words he had prepared in his heart were useless.

"But you must know that I may not be able to protect you immediately. So you have to promise me that no matter what happens, you must protect yourself!" Ying Chen's tone was very serious, "Otherwise..."

Ying Chen's voice suddenly cut off, and Hang Rui didn't hear what Ying Chen wanted to say, but even if he didn't hear it, Hang Rui could guess it.

"I know, I promise you."

Hang Rui silently made a promise to Ying Chen.

After going through all kinds of things before, if he still doesn't understand Ying Chen's intentions, Hang Rui feels that he has gone too far. Hang Rui knows how much Ying Chen has sacrificed for himself.

If Tao Qunian is Di Po's golden hoop, then he is Ying Chen's shackles.

This imprisonment can't be escaped when it exists. Once it is lost, it is unknown what evil will be released.

Hang Rui turned around and looked at Song Mingqian, and asked, "You said you were from the Department of History?"

Song Mingqian nodded: "Yes, I can show you the work permit I used when I went to the field with my teacher." Song Mingqian said that he was about to take out his schoolbag and look through it.

"No need." Hang Rui put down the fear in his heart for the time being, instead of exploring what Song Mingqian was, he only asked the question he cared about, "You said there is an ancient city here?"

"That's what the villagers told me," Song Mingqian took out a thick notebook from his schoolbag, on which were written many notes and sketches, and also posted many photos. Song Mingqian pointed to a photo and said, "This is our A relic discovered before, it is speculated that it should belong to the late Neolithic Age and the early Bronze Age, where we found a large number of pottery, jade ritual vessels, and some bronze wares. It is preliminarily speculated that it may be the remains of the ancient Shu Kingdom, which is very important Archaeological finds."

Hang Rui frowned when he heard the word "ceremonial vessel", and asked, "Can I have a look at this notebook?"

"Yes." Song Mingqian said with a very generous smile, "It's just a bit messy. My teacher always said that those of us who study archaeology are much better at cultural relics than ourselves. Generally, we have a rough life."

Hang Rui looked at this optimistic boy with an innocent smile, and he didn't want to think that he would be a bad person. He carefully avoided Song Mingqian's hand, took the notebook that was obviously cherished, and flipped through it gently. Turn it over, and then ask: "Are there any photos of the cultural relics you mentioned?"

Song Mingqian said with some embarrassment: "Actually, we students are not allowed to take pictures, but our teacher turned a blind eye and allowed me to secretly take a few pictures. I haven't posted them publicly! I just posted them in this notebook. Because this is the first time I participated in a field trip, it is very commemorative, and I want to study it carefully." Song Mingqian leaned over as he spoke, turned a few pages back, pointed to an article and said, "Look, it's just this."

Hang Rui clearly felt that Song Mingqian touched his hand, so was it just his own illusion before?

"This broken pottery fragment is actually a pointed-bottomed clay pot, which was used to store water at that time." Song Mingqian became eloquent when talking about what he was good at, "And this bronze..."

"What about this?" Hang Rui pointed to a black mass on the picture, "What is this?"

"This, this is a piece of jade that hasn't been cleaned yet." Song Mingqian said with some regret, "After I cleaned it, I didn't find a chance to take another picture."

Xue Zhe, who had been unable to get a word in by the side, leaned over to look at the photo, and asked, "What is Yuzhang?"

"Half Gui is Zhang," Song Mingqian said, "It is a sacrificial vessel used in ancient times."

"Courtesy?"

Thinking of what Ying Chen told him just now, Hang Rui couldn't help but pay more attention to these two words.

The author has something to say: this dungeon is indeed closely related to Hang Xiaorui.