Chapter 225 Yin/Gate

In the desert north in the afternoon, people's resilience is more tested than in the morning. The hot sun baked the yellow sand on the ground, forming a heat wave, rushing towards people.

In this cruel environment, people are extremely greedy for the replenishment of water. Heifeng checked the water resources on his side. It seemed that he could stick to the water source for three days. Up to now, it is estimated that it is not enough. No one expected that it would be so hot here.

"Next, we must save water. No one can take it lightly until the door of the underground palace is opened!"

The black wind made the final decision. No one has any objection. Everyone knows that in such a place, if there is food and no water, you will still die miserably. Your body will be squeezed dry by the heat wave. Finally, on a cold night, there will be a desert rotten eagle that specializes in eating human flesh.

In order to save their physical strength, everyone was unwilling to move. Everyone hid under the shadow covered by the Hummer and did not move.

Zhao Daotu and Li Er were still not relaxed. They were the same as everyone else. However, Li Er didn't know when he found a rope from the Hummer and tied himself and Murong Lang's arms tightly. Originally, Li Er prepared handcuffs from the beginning, but he thought that Murong Lang was the Murong family. People are suddenly a little afraid. For this ancient family that has been passed down for hundreds of years, even Murong Lang, who has not studied machine skills, it is estimated that he can still do low-level machine skills such as handcuffs. Li Er doesn't want to drop the chain at this critical time.

At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, the surface temperature of the yellow sand in Mobei was absolutely close to 60 degrees. The seven Hummers galloped and raised waves of wind and sand. Case and Parker started in front. Parker's face was full of sand. In order to maximize the speed of the Hummer and to reduce unnecessary fuel consumption, Old Green asked everyone to turn off the air conditioner and open the window. Parker's face was full of wind and sand. He took a sip of cigarette and took a sip.

"I said, Keith, what the hell is the boss doing? Is it in such a hurry?"

Case shook his head, "I don't know, but I believe the boss knows that this group of Chinese people is not simple, Parker, we can't take it lightly."

"That's right, but it's on the way. It's playing with your life!" Parker was very upset.

Case laughed and said, "This time it was already desperate, Parker. When you have seen the boss go out in person several times, this time he really took the risk. Let me tell you, this time, if we fail, I believe we will stay in this desert forever."

"Don't worry, Keith, I'm still confident to deal with those Chinese people."

"Don't be careless!"

As soon as Keith finished speaking, a voice came from the short-distance walkie-talkie. Case answered, "Hey, boss!"

"Keith, inform everyone that you must not stop. You must hurry to the destination. There is not much time left for us."

"I know, boss!"

Old Green raised his head, looked at the vast Mobei, patted a handful of yellow sand on his snow-white hair, gritted his teeth, and smoked a sip of cigar. Just took a sip, just like Parker, he poohed loudly. Driving and smoking in such a damn place is no different from smoking sand.

Old Green extinguished the cigar, half squinted his eyes, and stared at the front. This time, the good or bad was uncertain, but it was imperative.

The difficult afternoon finally passed, and Murong Qing also discussed with Lao Zhang about the basic countermeasures for the evening, the Yin and Yang Gate. In the past, Murong Feixue and Lin Houtian have told them specific methods of cracking, but even so, it is very difficult to crack the mechanism within a quarter of an hour. The cracking mechanism has a The problem of maturity, once you are not sure about it, you may lose all your efforts.

In the end, Lao Zhang still asked Murong Qing to be responsible for cracking the yin/door. He assisted. After all, Murong Qing is younger. No matter from which aspect, the probability of success is much higher than that of Lao Zhang.

At night, compared with the day, it is much better. Standing under the cold moonlight, everyone also began to have some faint lovesickness.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is a traditional festival for Chinese people. However, these people can only spend time in this desolate desert north. The yellow finch thinks of October Maple. In the past, no matter how busy he was during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Huang Hailin would spend it with everyone. Liu Jinyin, Dong Kuiwu, Xing should not, and sometimes add Yang Qihu. Zhao Daotu, how carefree the yellow finch was at that time. He didn't expect that so many things would happen in a year, one by one strange, and one by one, which he couldn't accept. In the end, there were only a lot of deep regrets left.

The yellow finch couldn't help turning his head and took a look at Zhao Daotu. The old boy has lost a lot of weight in the past few days. He used to be leather and bones, but now his eyes seem to protrude out. The yellow finch feels a little funny. He lives in this world all his life. What on earth is he for? Money, profit, reputation, happiness, or family affection, friendship, love?

Everyone has everyone's pursuit. Huang Que doesn't feel that Zhao Daotu is a successful person at this moment. He didn't succeed. Even if this time he got Nirvana and Beauty, Huang Que still feels that he is a failure. He lost Zhao Zheng and his friendship with Huang Hailin Yangqihu. Of course, he He is no longer his uncle, but his own enemy.

Everyone seizes time to rest, but Murong Qing can't sleep. In order to save physical strength, everyone doesn't talk much. In fact, if it weren't for the danger around, everyone could sleep for three days and nights, but everyone knows that he can't sleep now, except for Old Green. In addition to the arrival, there is also a crisis in the depths of the desert. If there are snakes or something else again, no one can guarantee to retreat.

It's 12 o'clock at midnight, and it will arrive soon.

Murong Qing looked at the time with Lao Zhang, and went to Shimen with everyone in 20 minutes.

The group of people, walking in the cold moonlight, looked very strange.

The Huangsha in Mobei was very quiet. Along the way, only the sound of everyone stepping on the sand was heard. Zhao Daotu and Li Er walked at the end with Murong Lang and followed all the way.

The sinkhole is still the same sinkhole, but at night, after the cold moonlight, it gives people a mysterious feeling. Following the slope directly opposite the stone gate, everyone slides down and then comes to the stone platform of the stone gate.

The moon hangs high in the sky, very round and bright, but there is still a large shadow in some corners of the sinkhole.

"Everyone turn off all the flashlights!"

After Murong Qing finished speaking, she slowly came to the yellow finch and said softly, "Yellow finch, remember what I said to you. If there is a chance, save Xiaolang!"

Huang Que nodded and took a look at Zhao Daotu and Li Er. In his opinion, Murong Qing's idea was just wishful thinking. The more the two bastards reached this critical moment, the more alert they became.

Lao Zhang and Murong Qing are preparing things. They still use the spotlight reflector. In addition, they also use instruments that increase the effect of the light source, which is much more or less advanced than the group of seniors 70 years ago.

More than 70 years ago, it was also such a night. In this desert yellow sand, it was a gust of wind and blood splashed all over the ground.

Murong Qing looked at the time and nodded to Lao Zhang, "Okay, Lao Zhang, it's time to start!"

Lao Zhang nodded and stood in front of the stone door. He transmitted the cold moonlight with a reflector and then transmitted it to the top of the spotlight. Next to the spotlight, there was also a reflector, which was with the device that intensified the effect of the light source. Through this device, a faint blue light penetrated the stone door in an instant. In the eyes of the stone beast.

The whole stone beast seemed to come to life in an instant.

This effect is very obvious. When the sun gate is opened during the day, because the sunlight is very strong, the light effect of the eye of the sun gate cannot be detected at all.

And it's night now. The moonlight intensifies the penetration effect, making it much brighter, so the effect of seeing that eye is also very obvious.

Everyone was silent. Murong Qing put on the spotlight glasses again, and then stepped on the foots, and began to crack the yin/door.

Lao Zhang came to the side of the platform again and passed on the cracking tool to Murong Qing. No one knew what was in these two eyes. I believe that everyone didn't understand it at all when they saw it. If the mechanism was just something that could be understood at a glance, it would not be so strange.

The Beidou sand array uses the power of the stars of heaven and earth to open and close the stone gate. All this is not seen with your own eyes. It is estimated that it only appears in the scenes in science fiction and movies.

The yellow finch did not forget what Murong Qing said. His eyes looked at Zhao Daotu and Li Er from time to time. The two people stared at Murong Qing and Lao Zhang, but their hands were dragging Murong Lang, especially Zhao Daotu. At this time, Li Er's threat to Murong Lang was very small. After all, Li Er had the most Hurting Murong Lang, but Zhao Daotu's five poisonous hands can kill people.

A quarter of an hour, whether it is long or short, but at this moment, it makes everyone extremely nervous.

Everyone dared not disturb Murong Qing, and Lao Zhang was also quietly assisting.

"Lao Zhang, move the reflector north a little bit!"

Murong Qing said.

Lao Zhang walked over and fine-tuned the reflector.

"A little more!"

"Okay, it's okay!"

Murong Qing took out a thin threaded iron rod, slowly put it into the eyes of the stone beast, and twisted it gently.

She put her ear to the stone door, and the scene was extremely silent. The time passed minute by minute. Suddenly, everyone heard the sound of the spring turning, from small to big. Murong Qing quickly jumped down. At this time, the eye of Yangmen also seemed to come back to life. However, unlike the yin/door, there is a fiery red light in it, while the yin/door is still a cold moonlight.

The sound of the spring was getting louder and louder, and then there was a dull sound in the middle of the stone door. Then, the two stone doors slowly began to open inside.

A cool breeze blew out of it, stirring up a gust of sand.

"It's open, it's open!"

Everyone was excited for a while, and Zhao Daotu also had a hot heartbeat. He couldn't control it. He suddenly came forward to see what was in it for the first time.

The yellow finch has been paying attention to Zhao Daotu's movement. Seeing that the old man stepped out of his foot, he also hurried forward, stepped on the stone platform with his right foot, and slowly touched the broken throat dagger at his waist.

As soon as the yellow finch was about to attack, Zhao Daotu suddenly stopped, and then suddenly turned around, put his right hand on Murong Lang's shoulder, turned around, looked at the yellow finch coldly and muttered, "Guys, I think you'd better give up the idea of saving people!"

Huang Que's heart sank. Sure enough, Zhao Daotu's vigilance was there anytime and anywhere. He had just been attracted by the movement of the opening of the stone gate, but in an instant, he returned to calm.