Dragon King Hall

Chapter 1307 Really Underworld
At this time, everything around Henry Zhang and others was a harmonious scene. People were farming in the fields, children were playing with each other, and the couples in the fields were loving and affectionate. In some farmhouses, cooking smoke was already floating.

But this harmonious scene made everyone in Henry Zhang feel chills.

They have never heard of the existence of the holy fire town on the mountain of gods in the ancient rare country. This town, as well as those thatched cottages last night, seemed to appear out of thin air, or it was the so-called holy fire town that appeared out of thin air. In this world, either they or others appeared in Holy Fire Town out of thin air. They were more willing to believe that it was the latter. After all, everything they experienced last night was too weird. Stepped into the road to and from the underworld.

The whole morning, Henry Zhang and others were tied up here, until noon, when the sun was in the sky, the gray-haired old man appeared again, and told Henry Zhang a lot.

Afterwards, several strong men guarding Henry Zhang and others came up and untied all the ropes that bound them.

Everyone in the Ninth Bureau cast puzzled eyes on Henry Zhang.

Henry Zhang explained: “They said that the gods punished us and let us plow the fields here for [-] years before we can leave.”

Only then did Henry Zhang have the opportunity to look around with his eyes. At this moment, they are on a huge platform, which is the top of the mountain, but on the top of the mountain, there are no temples of gods, only these farmhouses.

Surprising.

Everything is full of weirdness.

While Henry Zhang was looking at it, several people threw hoes and rakes in front of Henry Zhang and the others, and then pointed out a piece of wasteland to Henry Zhang and others, intending to tell them that the land they were going to plow behind was that piece of wasteland.

Next to the wasteland, there is another house, which is the same as the surrounding farmhouses.

Everyone picked up hoes and rakes, came to the farmhouse, and pushed open the door. The decoration style inside was very old, and the dark fireplace was full of a sense of age.

A member of the Ninth Bureau looked around, and then said: "Many of the stone materials used here do not exist in modern times."

"Look here..." A man saw a wooden horse in the house. The wooden horse was not big, only half a meter high, and the middle was empty. After careful observation, he found that there were many designs inside the wooden horse that could stand on people. "This Is it... a Trojan horse?"

Beside the wooden horse, there is also a design sketch, which proves that the wooden horse is still being designed.

In the history of the ancient country, the reputation of the Trojan horse is no less than that of the wooden cow and horse, but here, there is such a sketch?
Just when everyone was wondering about the design sketch of the Trojan horse, the door of the farmhouse was knocked open.

The gray-haired old man stood in front of the door and said something.

Henry Zhang’s expression froze slightly, and then he gave some answers.

After hearing this, the old man walked away with a puzzled expression.

"What are you talking about?" Zhao Ji asked.

Henry Zhang took a deep breath, "He asked me, did Paris lose..."

As soon as Henry Zhang said this, everyone in the room fell into silence.

There is a Trojan horse, and there is Paris.

In the ancient country in the [-]th century BC, Paris, the prince of Troy, kidnapped the queen of Sparta. From that day on, the war between the ancient country and Troy broke out.

The old man just now asked Paris if he was defeated?This is already thousands of years ago!
"They are definitely not human! Absolutely not! This is the underworld, we really can't get out, we can't get out!" The youngest member of the ninth inning kept murmuring, "We must obey the will of the gods, Yes, the gods told us to plow the fields, plow the fields."

The man said, picked up the hoe, and walked out of the farmhouse with a blank expression.

Henry Zhang frowned, looked at Zhao Ji, Zhao Ji didn't speak, took out a cigarette and dropped it in his mouth, looking for fire everywhere, but couldn't find it.

"I want to redeem my sins too, I want to leave here, I don't want to stay in the underworld, I don't want to stay in the underworld!" The woman with the least courage screamed and ran out of the room with a rake in her hand.

The other five team members, you look at me, I look at you, although they didn't speak, they also picked up the tools and walked out. It seems that they also believed in their hearts that they were taken to the underworld.

Zhao Ji walked out of the room with a wooden stick. Ten minutes later, he came back with the lighted stick. After lighting a cigarette for himself, his anxious expression eased a lot.

Zhao Ji lit more than a dozen cigarettes in a row, puffing out the clouds, and soon, this small farmhouse became clouded with fog.

Zhao Ji looked around for a while, and then said: "What do you think about this matter?"

"Someone must be playing ghosts, what is the underworld, it's really interesting, the oldest ancient language taught by the gods to the people here, and the judgment given to us is composed of Yanxia language?" Henry Zhang showed a sneer.

"What about me?" Zhao Ji took another puff of his cigarette, "Should I continue acting?"

"Of course I'm going to act." Henry Zhang said, "The more wrong you are, the faster they will do it. Let's do this first. Let's see what kind of medicine they are selling in this gourd. I will go out tonight to see , I leave it to you here."

"Okay." Zhao Ji snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, showed an anxious look again, and walked out of the farmhouse.

The seven members of the Ninth Bureau have all started to plow the fields. They are very unfamiliar, but none of them dare to be lazy. As for the food and other problems, the compressed dry food they brought can completely solve it.

When it was dark, there was another large cloud covering the sky, and light rain began to fall.

Until late at night, the light rain turned into a heavy rain. Henry Zhang took advantage of the night and left the farmhouse. There was only one way in front of him, and that was down the mountain.

In the night, no one found Henry Zhang, who was walking in the rainy night, jumping down from the platform on the top of the mountain. If only Henry Zhang was alone, his movement speed was very fast. Sex jumps several meters high without even bending his knees.

In the darkness, Henry Zhang jumped down continuously, and suddenly, hundreds of thatched huts appeared in front of Henry Zhang’s eyes. This thatched hut was exactly what they saw in the rainy night yesterday.

Just like last night, there was no one here, except for the sound of the rainstorm, there was silence.

A figure wearing a bamboo hat, wearing sackcloth, and carrying a hoe on his shoulder appeared in front of Henry Zhang, and that figure strode along a trail. This time, Henry Zhang noticed that the other party’s trousers were also covered with mud, and other When walking, there will be footprints on the ground. Although the footprints are quickly washed away by the rain, they have really existed.

Henry Zhang immediately speeded up and rushed towards the person, and the distance between the two narrowed in a short period of time.

Henry Zhang grabbed the opponent’s shoulder.

The other party’s forward steps stopped suddenly, then turned his head, and that face appeared in Henry Zhang’s eyes.

And Henry Zhang, also at this moment, was completely stunned.

(End of this chapter)