sbdcsierra Chapter 785 Unfailing Accuracy
Chapter 785 Unfailing Accuracy
The passage was dark and deep, even more mysterious than the previous tomb passages, its intricate web-like structure preventing anyone from touching the rock walls. Everyone remained highly vigilant, proceeding cautiously forward.
After navigating countless forks and turns, a dark figure suddenly flashed across the fork in the road ahead. Chao Bufan abruptly stopped, becoming alert. He instinctively gripped his dagger in one hand and raised his other hand to signal his companions to stop.
Everyone was taken aback, and Feng Ling quickly asked, "What's wrong?"
Chao Bufan said in a deep voice, "It looks like something ran past ahead."
Everyone was terrified and was about to be on guard when a dark figure emerged from behind the corner of the secret passage. The newcomer struck a flint and revealed a gaunt face: "Who goes there? How dare you trespass on the Qin Mausoleum?"
The newcomer was an old man. His tone was sharp, like the edge of a cold sword. However, he looked extremely slovenly, his whole body was dirty and unkempt, his white hair was tangled together, and his clothes were worn for many years, patched and mended like those of a beggar on the street.
Upon seeing this person's face, Feng Ling couldn't help but open his mouth. His guard involuntarily relaxed, and he hurriedly stepped forward: "Grandpa...Grandpa, you...you..." His voice trembled as if he had seen a ghost.
The old man was taken aback upon hearing this. He quickly tapped the rock wall of the passageway, and the entire passageway immediately lit up, revealing that its surface was inlaid with small, luminous stones. The old man looked Feng Ling over, paused, and exclaimed in surprise, "Ling'er?"
Feng Ling immediately became overjoyed: "Grandpa, it really is you! You weren't already..."
Feng Ling was greatly confused. Wasn't his grandfather already dead? How could he be here? He remembered witnessing his grandfather's death with his own eyes, so why was his grandfather here? Confusion and bewilderment filled his heart at that moment.
The old man showed no surprise and said calmly, "Ling'er, what are you doing here?"
Feng Ling was stunned for a moment, then quickly asked, "Grandpa, what are you doing here?"
The old man snapped, "Answer me first, what are you doing here?"
Chao Bufan smiled and said, "Grandpa, we've come to look for something."
The old man glanced at Chao Bufan and said in a cold, stern voice, "What is it that's worth risking your lives to come here? You're truly ignorant and arrogant. Go back the way you came." He then looked at Feng Ling, his face cold and sharp, "Ling'er, you brought them in, didn't you?"
Feng Ling's heart tightened, and he stammered in panic, "Grandpa, I...I..."
Chao Bufan seemed to have thought of something and laughed, "Grandpa, you misunderstand. It wasn't Feng Ling who brought us here, but I who brought them. We are not tomb raiders; I just came in to look for something."
"There's nothing you want here, go back." The old man seemed a little impatient.
Chao Bufan shook his head and smiled, saying, "Old man, it wasn't easy for us to get in here. I only want one thing. Once we find it, we'll leave immediately, and we won't tell anyone anything about this place..."
"This is not a place for you. Leave immediately," the old man emphasized once again.
"Old man, you're joking. If you can come in, why can't we?" Chao Bufan knew that it would be futile to say anything more, but the Qin Shi Huang Imperial Seal was very important to him, and it was absolutely impossible for him to leave like this.
The old man frowned and said coldly, "What do you mean by that?"
Chao Bufan smiled slightly and said, "Grandpa, I know it's not easy for you to guard this tomb, but that thing is very important to me. I hope you can do me a favor."
"No, go back immediately!" The old man refused without any room for negotiation.
"Alright!" Chao Bufan shrugged and smiled. "Since the old man is so adamant about not going, then let's go back."
As he spoke, he exchanged glances with Ge Dawei and Wang Dakeng. The two understood each other and swiftly tapped the old man several times on his body before helping him up. Before the old man could react, he fell asleep peacefully.
"you……"
Feng Ling was taken aback and was about to get angry when Chao Bufan grabbed him and said, "Feng Ling, the old man is fine. He's just asleep."
Feng Ling was relieved upon seeing this, otherwise it would have been a case of sacrificing family for the greater good: "Cousin, what should we do next?"
"What do you mean, 'what to do'?" Chao Bufan laughed. "Back then, we just kept going forward! I was determined to get the Imperial Seal."
Feng Ling nodded, muttering to himself, "I really can't understand it. I saw my grandfather die with my own eyes, how could this be..."
Chao Bufan patted Feng Ling on the shoulder and laughed, "Don't you understand? Your grandfather was faking his death so he could come here and be the tomb keeper without worry."
"Let's not discuss this now," Wang Dakeng said. "What about the old man?"
Chao Bufan said, "Wang Zi, you and Wei Hua help support the old man!"
Wang Zi and Zhou Weihua understood the current situation, so they had no objections and said in unison, "No problem."
The surrounding walls were cast in molten copper and inlaid with luminous pearls for illumination. There were no carved beams or painted rafters, no dragons or pillars, no coffins or other objects. The vast space was completely empty.
There is a bronze gate at the farthest point, which should be the passageway.
"I feel like this place is an underground city," Wang Dakeng said, frowning.
Chao Bufan nodded, a worried look on his face: "I think... this looks like... a training ground."
However, no sooner had the words left his mouth than a piercing sound of metal mechanisms whirring rang out, and a bronze door suddenly collapsed down from the passageway behind him, slamming shut the entrance. Meanwhile, beneath the main hall ahead, something was stirring, something was about to break through the earth.
Everyone was taken aback and quickly drew their weapons, ready for battle. In front of them, the paving stones were lifted up, and a large number of terracotta warriors rose up in dense formation!
"This is!" Ge Dawei looked over in surprise. Hundreds of terracotta warriors were wearing armor and had lifelike faces. Some held bows, arrows, and crossbows, while others held bronze halberds, spears, and daggers. Some carried crossbows and drove in front, while others rode chariots and horses. It was just like an army!
"Terracotta Army!" Wang Dakeng exclaimed in surprise.
"Everyone be careful! Wang Zi, Wei Hua, protect the old man." Chao Bufan made the decision immediately.
At this moment, no one had time to admire the magnificent scale of the event, because hundreds of terracotta warriors, as if manipulated by a mechanical spell, suddenly formed a battle formation and pressed closer and closer to the six people.
Ge Dawei stood at the forefront, his machine gun sweeping across the enemy ranks. At the very front were some infantry terracotta warriors, too fragile to withstand the blows, and they were immediately shattered into pieces, falling to the ground.
Wang Dakeng was not to be outdone. Like a "double-gun old lady," he fired with both hands, and with each shot hitting its mark, he smashed another row of terracotta figures.