Perfect peach luck

Chapter 220 The Mysterious Land

One hour passed, and Shen Fan and others had already penetrated deep into it. So far, they have killed about [-] snakes alone. Shen Fan wondered if they had broken into the legendary snake nest!

In a tower in the west of Heicheng, although the outside is the same as the surrounding buildings, the inside is another scene!

There are three floors in the tower. On the top floor, a group of people sat around a huge stone table, staring intently at the hanging LCD screens on the four walls. Inside, you can see the scene in all directions and every corner of the black city!

Little did they know that when Shen Fan and the others arrived around the Black City, they were already seen by Leng Qing and the others. Their every move was under the watchful eyes of Leng Qing and the others, and there were already hidden snipers within the shooting range to protect them.

Just when Shen Fan was facing the first rattlesnake, Leng Qing intentionally ordered someone to shoot him with an anesthesia needle, but was stopped by You Han, because in You Han's view, a mere fart snake is nothing to fear.

This is Yanhuang University's trial assessment, and it must be responsible for the safety of the students. Coupled with the accident in the future###, the school pays more attention to safety issues.

Under the watchful eyes of Leng Qing, You Han and others, Shen Fan and others are approaching. He can no longer act casually like before. He needs to be careful with every step, otherwise he stumbles here, and his skin will peel off even if he does not die. .

Under the scorching sun, on the yellow sand, and in the black city, a figure was sprinting fast, its fists were flowing, and its dance was flickering.Opposing him was a jackal with shattered fur, its eyes were blood-red, but one of the wolf's legs was broken, and it was caught in a hand-to-hand combat without any difference.

Shen Fan stood still, forbidding Han Dongsheng and others to support him, waiting for the jackals to attack again, with a calm demeanor and a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Aw!" The jackal's leg was injured, and it was already in a state of rage. Its speed was reaching its limit, and its body leapt forward, with a tearing breath, and the volley was a claw.

"Fucking look at Lao Tzu's Reincarnation Fist!" Shen Fan shouted coldly: "Italian style, jumping and chopping! Sensual style, horizontal stab! Yi style, saber hand!"

The three moves in one go are simple and direct, but they undoubtedly do not imply powerful power. The spine of the jackal has been cut off by the first move, and the uppercut of the second move knocks the whole body into the air. When it landed in mid-air, the last move of the knife hand directly cut off its last breath.

Shen Fan, a ferocious jackal, didn't even have the mood to take a second look. He already had a stern face, and he made the others move forward while recruiting!

Shen Fan walked resolutely, and his expression was extremely tense. The more he wandered around in this black city, the more he felt that the place was getting bigger and bigger. At this time, he thought deeply about the words of his nephew before, and murmured: "This is a dark city. It really is a cursed place!"

One thing Shen Fan still can't figure out is that since this place is so dangerous, why does the school have to let them come here for trial and assessment?

Suddenly remembered the words of Leng Qing's uncle, Zhou Xixi's father Zhou Yixing, it seems that Yanhuang University's Department of Archeology is indeed extraordinary!

It has been nearly two hours since I came to Heicheng, and I still have nothing but killing snakes and wolves.

Seeing that the other teams had arrived one after another, Shen Fan couldn't help cursing: Damn you!

"Captain, I feel something is wrong here!" Suddenly Wang Dongdong turned his head and said with a little excitement.

Overjoyed upon hearing this, An Ziyan, Ren Meifang, Ren Zifang and others all ran over to check.

It was an inconspicuous mountain in the black city, standing abruptly in the middle, and Shen Fan also felt sensitively that there were no beasts walking around in this place.

"How could this be?" Shen Fan frowned tightly. He is not like Wang Dongdong and others who can use professional archaeological techniques to conduct investigations. It can also be said that he is ignorant in archaeology, so he is not in a hurry to investigate. Instead, observe carefully and concentrate on guarding.

Shen Fan had a feeling that it was actually a feeling of being on the verge of a great enemy. Even he himself felt strange that this was the place of assessment chosen by the school and the military. Except for some beasts of snakes and scorpions, there should be no Others are in danger, but Shen Fan feels that this feeling is not brought by beasts such as snakes and scorpions, but a wonderful feeling that has never been experienced before, so he is also very puzzled by this feeling. What is waiting for yourself?

However, for a Shen Fan, this feeling is an irresistible temptation.

Shen Fan looked at the stack of stone peaks in front of him, thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a reason, and said to himself: "Is there any treasure in this small hill?"

"You think so beautifully!" Han Dongsheng moved closer to him, rolled his eyes, and said, "If there are any treasures, it's not a good thing! You have to know that the formation of any kind of rare treasures is difficult. It is not accidental, it takes a long time to conceive. In addition, these treasures are extraordinary, and their powerful aura is enough to make some ordinary sand beasts become stronger over time."

"What you said makes sense!" Shen Fan said seriously, "Anything can happen in the ruins of an ancient city at this time, it's better to be careful, and wait for Ziyan's investigation results!"

"Captain, we can't find anything unusual in our investigation! It seems that this place is just an ordinary mountain with stacked rocks." Ren Zifang got up and said.

"I didn't find anything either." Wang Dongdong was obviously a little unwilling, and continued to lean over, "Wait for me to take a look!"

"Don't waste any more time, Lin Bitao's team has arrived, let's hurry up and investigate!" An Ziyan took a deep breath and decided to give up this place.

Seeing this, Shen Fan also wanted to come and abandon it, but he still had doubts in his heart. He felt that this place was extraordinary, and the more he thought about it, the more complicated it became. Son! Show the guy! Take out the Luoyang shovel and dig in the soft ground on the edge!"

"Dig a ball! Didn't you hear your captain say to move on!" Zhang Chao chuckled.

"No more nonsense, I'll kill you!" Shen Fanyin said with a smile.

"Okay! You're a majestic bull, I'm going to dig now!" While speaking, he took out a Luoyang shovel from the backpack on his back.

Luoyang shovel, also known as exploration shovel, is an archaeological tool, which is a half-cylindrical iron shovel.

A section of ash rod with a handle that can be extended. When used, it pokes the ground vertically downward. The semi-cylindrical shovel can be used to bring out the underground soil, and gradually dig a deep well with a diameter of about ten centimeters for detection. The soil quality of the underground soil layer, in order to know whether there are ancient tombs underground.

And in this black city where the yellow sand walks, it is not easy to dig a hole with a Luoyang shovel. After a few shovels go down, the surrounding gravel will slowly flow in and fill up again, which is a bit futile.

"Paralyzed! It's all sand, how the hell do you dig it!" Zhang Chao frowned and roared angrily, as he was not made of this kind of material. He had never played with a Luoyang shovel before.

Shen Fan squatted down, stroking the gravel on the ground for a moment and said to Wang Dongdong: "Dongdong, can you see how deep the gravel is?"

Wang Dongdong also felt a sense of reluctance to give up, so he also squatted down and began to probe and said, "The soft yarn is about [-] centimeters, and the following is sticky hard yarn."

After speaking, Wang Dongdong took out the Luoyang shovel to poke the ground, carefully looked at the shovel body, and smelled it with his nose, suddenly he was overjoyed: "Shen Fan, I still feel that there is something strange here!!"

"How do you say that?" Shen Fan was overjoyed when he heard the words.

"Wang Shixing of the Ming Dynasty said in "Guang Zhi Yi", 'Despite the burial, the thieves can still dig in and smell it. If there is a smell of gold, silver, copper, or iron, they will dig it out.'" Wang Dongdong smiled confidently He said, then took out a one-foot-long iron nail from the bag behind his back, then took out a gold thread, tied the end of the iron nail, and finally took out a black hammer and handed it to Shen Fan, and continued, "Use your greatest strength to drive this nail into the ground, as deep as you can!"

"Okay!" Shen Fan excitedly took the black hammer, then swung it, and said, "Although this hammer looks smart, it is not light!"

"Of course, this is inherited from my ancestors!" Wang Dongdong chuckled, and poked the iron nail with the gold thread on the sand, "Come on, as much as you can wedge, I'll get you stuck!"

"Decree!" Shen Fan concentrated the source of internal force in his palm, held the black hammer tightly, and smashed it down with all his might...

After the sharp touching sound, the iron nail pierced into the ground in an instant like a sharp arrow off the string and disappeared. The golden thread in Wang Dongdong's hand in the middle fell rapidly. Judging by the scale marked by the golden thread, the iron nail penetrated The ground is five meters deep!

Seeing this, Shen Fan couldn't help admiring: "Dongdong! You are a magic nail! It's so sharp!"

"No way! It's your Shen Fan power!" Wang Dongdong greeted with a smile.

The two looked at each other and laughed.

"Stop bragging to each other, both of you!" Ren Zifang pouted, squinting at the two stinky guys, "Hurry up, if there is no value here, just get out!"

"Zi Fang is right, Wang Dongdong, hurry up! Don't waste your time!" An Ziyan also said.

Wang Dongdong stuck out his tongue at Shen Fan, then handed the golden thread in his hand to Shen Fan and said: "Your supernatural power, help me pull it out!"

Shen Fan took the gold thread, took a deep breath, squinted his eyes and asked, "Brother Wang is an expert!"

"It's not bad! It can be regarded as a family of tomb robbers. I'm just learning superficially. Grandpa thought I was incapable of learning, so he sent me to school. I'm the first academic school in our family!" Wang Dongdong attached Shen Fan whispered in his ear.

"Hey! You are actually a hidden god!" Shen Fan nodded silently, "Do you guys have any sects?"

"Of course." Wang Dongdong replied with narrowed eyes.

"What sect are you the descendant of?" Shen Fan was talking, building up his strength, and when he lifted his hands violently, he heard a 'cough', and the wedged iron nail flew out.

Wang Dongdong was not in a hurry to answer Shen Fan's question, but before the iron nail fell to the ground, he raised his hand and grabbed it. Out of respect, I didn't laugh.

After seeing Wang Dongdong's actions, Ren Meifang and Ren Zifang looked at each other, and the same abnormal color flashed in the two pairs of eyebrows.

Elder sister Ren Meifang pressed her younger sister Ren Zifang's ear and asked: "Do you still remember that you used an iron drill to drive it into the ground, and after you pulled it out, you smelled it with your nose? The various smells that the iron drill brought up from the underground soil, as well as the smell when the iron drill was drilled. The feeling of the hand, to test whether the ground is empty or there is wood, masonry, etc., which sect is it?"

"Xieling faction." Ren Zifang squinted her eyes and responded.

"It's good that you haven't forgotten!"