Don't pretend, anchor, I've seen you touch the golden talisman!

Lin Yi looked at Lao Wei.

"The troops are marching?"

Old Wei nodded towards him, indicating that the sound of the uniform troops advancing was the sound he heard just now.

"Where did this sound come from?"

Old Wei asked doubtfully.

Lin Yi shook his head.

"I don't know either. Let's hear it again."

The two of them lowered their voices and listened carefully as the voice slowly approached and then moved away from them.

It seemed to gradually sink into the ground, and then became completely quiet.

The two looked at each other and stood up at the same time to look into the house.

Those who were asleep in the room all slept soundly, perhaps because Wang Qiang's snoring was so loud that no one was disturbed by the sound at all.

"None of them heard such a loud noise? Could it be that the two of us were overworked and had some auditory hallucinations?"

"It shouldn't be!"

Lin Yi rejected Lao Wei's statement without thinking.

"There is only one possibility, it is 'Yin soldiers borrowing a way'."

"'The Yin soldiers took advantage of the way'? What kind of term is this?"

Lin Yi took out his cigarette case and gave one to Old Wei. The two of them continued to lean against the corner and listened to his talk.

"The so-called 'Yin soldiers borrowing the passage' often occurs at the sites of ancient battlefields, especially where major military wars have occurred. Countless soldiers died on the battlefield but could not rest in peace and return to their hometowns.

We call it 'horrible death'.

The ghosts and resentments of these people who "died violently" will not be extinguished. In addition, they are in a special terrain, and they will mistakenly think that they are still killing the enemy on the battlefield.Over time, this will happen. "

When Lao Wei heard this, everyone was stunned on the spot.

The cigarette butt almost burned his hand before he reacted.

"Consultant Lin, isn't this a bit too bizarre? Why can't I digest it for a while?"

"It doesn't matter if you can't digest it. This kind of thing happens if you believe it, but if you don't believe it, it doesn't happen. The reason why we can hear this sound may be because there is thunder and lightning outside.

'Yin soldiers borrowing the way' must stimulate people's five senses under specific circumstances before they can be discovered.

I estimate that above our heads, it is very likely that the ancient battlefield where Zhang Ji's army fought against Lu Shuihu was located. These soldiers who died on the battlefield may be those Lu Shuihu's rebels. "

"It's unbelievable that this kind of thing can happen to me. It's simply unbelievable. We can only hear the sound but not see the person. If we can witness it with our own eyes, it will be an unforgettable experience."

After listening to Lin Yi's story, Old Wei couldn't help but be filled with emotion.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the voice from before actually appeared again.

At first it was just the sound of many people stepping on the ground.

"Boom boom~"

Not long after, shouts of killing and the neighing of war horses began to appear.

The metallic clang of swords and guns, the sound of bowstrings, the roars of soldiers and the trumpets of pain.
If you close your eyes now, you will feel as if you are on a battlefield.

Everyone who was sleeping in the room seemed to have heard these noises, and they all ran out of the room.

"What's going on? Is there a war?"

"I thought I was dreaming, but you all heard it?"

"I heard horses braying and someone screaming. It felt like the sound was right next to my ears."

"Me too, me too."

Hearing everyone's busy discussion, Lin Yi and Lao Wei also came over.

"Consultant Lin, what was that noise just now?" "'Yin soldiers borrowed the way'!" In short, it was the corpses of the soldiers who died in the ancient battlefields in the past, lying in the wilderness, with lingering resentments and lingering ghosts, day after day. Day after day, the scenes from the war are repeated year after year.

It usually appears during thunderstorms and disappears when the thunderstorm ends.

I estimate that this 'battle' is being fought above our heads now. "

Lin Yi pointed upward.

It was almost the first time that everyone heard of this concept, and they started talking about it.

Wang Qiang half-closed his eyes, raised his ears, listened again and again, and suddenly said:

"Old Lin, why am I listening? This sound doesn't sound like it's coming from above, but rather like it's coming from the passage in front? And this sound is also going down, to the bottom of our feet."

"Yes, yes, I feel what's going on, it seems to be coming from inside. Brother, and Old Wei may be tired, their ears are a little numb, and they can't hear clearly."

"How about we go to the front and have a look?"

Wang Qiang suggested.

"What time is it? Aren't you going to sleep?"

In fact, Lin Yi could also hear that the sound was coming from the passage, and the sound was going all the way down.

He deliberately said it was above his head, hoping to dispel everyone's curiosity.

There are two reasons for this:

First, everyone needs to rest. If they don’t rest well, it will affect tomorrow’s itinerary.

Secondly, if a person with weak horoscopes witnesses "Yin soldiers taking advantage of the way" with his own eyes, he will easily encounter evil spirits.

However, these people were now awakened by the sound, and they heard that it was such a magical phenomenon, and they were suddenly full of curiosity about the "Yin soldiers taking advantage of the passage".

Where else can I sleep?How can you listen to advice?

"I won't sleep anymore, Consultant Lin. If you really miss this thing, you won't be able to sleep even more."

"Okay, let's go over and take a look."

Lin Yi and Lao Wei threw down their cigarette butts, packed their bags, and walked in the direction of the sound.

After passing this living area, a boxy object appeared in front.

It looks like a big oven.

There was a thick layer of black grease around it, exuding the smell of pine oil.

There is a layer of yellowish and white grease at the bottom mixed with it, giving it an indescribable odor.

The key point is that those shouts of killing stopped abruptly when they appeared.

"Why is the sound gone?"

"Yes, it seems to have become quiet all of a sudden. What's going on?"

"Hey, look, this thing looks like a smoker for smoking sausages? Look, is that the case? This group of people had good food back then, and they even had sausages to eat."

"No, Consultant Lin, this smells wrong."

Wu Jingshan suddenly grabbed Lin Yi's arm.

"The smell of pine branch grease seems to be mixed with the smell of human oil, and the pile of white ash is also very suspicious."

As she said that, she held Lin Yi's shoulder with one hand, leaned on the [-]-meter cover, came to the black road, and used the tip of the gun to pull out the pile of white things twice.

A few yellowed bones were pulled out from inside.

Seeing this, the expressions of the two people suddenly changed.

"Don't come close, this is not a sausage-smoking stove, this is a crematorium!"

Upon hearing Wu Jingshan's warning, everyone took a few steps back.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, lifting up the mixture of pine branches and ashes. Some outlines seemed to be vaguely visible in the dust. (End of chapter)