This old man used to be a scholar in the former Qing Dynasty, and later became the military advisor of the Xieling Mountain Bandits. His family name was Bai, and the bandits called him Commander Bai. Everyone knew that when he was a scholar, he had read many strange books that were looked down upon by scholars. Later, he followed Old Bandit Chief to travel all over the country and had seen many things. When they heard him talk about the dangers of the five-colored poisonous fog, they all felt guilty.
As soon as Commander Bai finished speaking, they saw two military vehicles rushing out of the British military camp not far from where the five-colored poisonous fog landed.
The military camp was only a few miles away from the high ground where they were hiding. In the middle was the Thousand Li Ming Hall of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum. It was a flat piece of land, so although the two vehicles rushed forward with all their might, regardless of whether there was a road or not, as if there was something terrible chasing behind them, they could still rush all the way.
When Commander Bai saw the two fleeing British military vehicles, he said in horror, "Those foreigners are really lucky, to be able to grasp a chance of survival in this kind of dead end." He didn't know that the military vehicle in the lead was full of "protagonists" with the strongest destiny. Also, the venomous insects in the air that gathered the colorful gas were not the Feng Shui secret techniques of the ancient people, but real high-tech products.
The Hibernating Dragon Soil was indeed something. It was a combination of the secret Feng Shui techniques of the Yin-Yang necromancers and the witchcraft techniques of the Chu Kingdom during the Warring States Period. Combining the Qi of medicinal stones with the Yin Qi of Fengshui, it cultivated a land of insects. The Book of Changes said, "The Gu of the Godfather, there is no blame, and the end is good." It also said, "There is wind at the foot of the mountain, the Gu; the gentleman uses it to inspire the people."
During the Warring States Period, the art of Fengshui was not yet perfected. It was a branch under the Yin-Yang Technique. However, the Dao existed before the technique was completed. In the Yin-Yang School, necromancers used the Yin-Yang Technique to control Fengshui. It had another wonderful effect. Compared to the Fengshui perfected by Lai Buyi and Liu Chengyi in the later generations, it was closer to the primitive and simple origin of Fengshui. With the Book of Changes as the general principle, it had another kind of wild and primitive feeling.
The hibernating dragon soil from the mountain wind Gu was like this. In Fengshui, mountains were called mausoleums, and the dragon veins that controlled the yin and yang hubs were called mountains. The dragon vein system of the First Emperor's tomb was a mountain, but there was wind under the mountain, so there was some decay and decay. This logic was like how a system was perfect and exquisite, it needed to gradually accumulate the aura of decay when it operated. Even with the prestige of a feudal dynasty, it had to constantly breed internal corruption and cause decay.
The mountain was tall and the wind and clouds were invading!
The external force that eroded the mountain was the wind, and the internal force that acted on the mountain was the Gu. There was wind under the mountain, and the wind blew the Gu. This was the principle of the Gu image in the 64 hexagrams of the Book of Changes. It referred to the cause of internal decay caused by the erosion of external forces after a system operated for a long time.
Necromancers used the art of Fengshui and the way that the voodoo insects were sterile to calculate the situation of the wind Gu in the mountain terrain of the mausoleum. Using the terrain as the earth and the soil as the earth, they placed the aura of decay in a kind of strange soil to nourish the Gu and form the Mountain Wind Gu Hexagram. They used the aura of decay in Fengshui to raise the poisonous insects in the hibernating dragon soil. Usually, these Gu insects could not only resolve the aura of decay in Fengshui, but they could also be used as a defensive measure to prevent the tomb robbers from peeping into the mausoleum. The ingenuity of its use depended on one's heart.
Commander Bai, with her own desire for wealth, speculated the bearing of the predecessors and thought that the hibernating dragon soil was a vicious trap to trap the tomb robbers later. She really underestimated the bearing of the predecessors and misunderstood the beauty of this secret Fengshui technique.
However, the hibernating dragon soil in the mausoleum of the Qin Emperor was completely different from the hibernating dragon soil in the yin-yang technique. The Xianqin civilization was a technological civilization disguised as a cultivation civilization. Originally, there was indeed a small piece of hibernating dragon soil in the mausoleum of the First Emperor. However, when the First Emperor's mausoleum was transformed by Yinglong, it had been completely burned by high-energy lasers. Not to mention the Gu insects, even bacteria could not survive.
The bionic hibernating dragon soil was actually a combination of the Xianqin nanomachine bionic insects and the Gu insect Fengshui environmental mimicry system. As an experimental site for the immortalization of biological mimicry technology in the mausoleum of the First Emperor, it was responsible for reverse-engineering the biochemical technology that the First Emperor had cracked in the war against the plague and reintegrated it with the Republic's scientific and technological system to carry out adaptive transformation.
Using the mimicry nanomachinic insects to imitate the evolutionary system of the Plague Zerg, the nanomachinic insects were set up as an experimental site for adaptive transformation and evolution.
However, the nanomachinic insects were no less dangerous than the Gu insects. Those nanomachines, which were as small as insects, had already adapted and evolved as many as eight or nine types. They were as small as dust particles, only tens of nanometers in size. When they were commanded by the collective consciousness of each nanomachinic insect, they could be the best medicine, but when they became vicious, they were not much better than the most terrible poison.
Not to mention anything else, as long as these nanomachines entered the human nerve cells and played a slightly blocking or interfering role, it could really paralyze or die.
The larger nanomachines, when gathered together, could emit heat that could burn gold and melt iron, destroy cells, and turn people into pus. They could even synthesize high molecular toxic substances and radiation energy at any time. These bionic biochemical weapons, not to mention the backward technology and army of the 20th century, would not be a threat even if they were put in the interstellar era to fight a landing on a planet.
The two military vehicles had just escaped for about a mile when Chen Yulou saw a cloud of colorful gas rising from behind them, gathering into a circle of light in the sky like a peach blossom. He did not know that it was the scattering effect of the translucent nanomachines and sunlight. Just like the rainbow near a waterfall, it was a normal optical phenomenon. He only thought that it was something like the gorgeous miasma that the poisonous flood dragons and pythons breathed in and out in the deep mountains and valleys.
Chen Yulou felt a chill run down his spine, and his heart palpitated with fear.
Commander Bai whispered in Chen Yulou's ear, "Young Master, those foreigners are coming with poisonous creatures. Although we have the protection of the Fire Dragon Formation, we don't know how many strange things this kind of poisonous creature bred in Fengshui is. What if … Boss, you better make a decision quickly. As long as Young Master gives the order, us brothers will blow up those two vehicles on the road and let them go to hell far away from us! "
A thought flashed in Chen Yulou's mind, and he had already made a decision. "Those foreigners are not Chinese, they deserve to die. Brothers, let's make their vehicles cripple! "
Partridge Whistle, who was next to him, heard this. Without saying anything, he stepped on a gun that was placed next to him, and with a skillful force under his feet, he brought the gun up. He pulled the bolt and pressed the butt of the gun against his left shoulder. With one look, it was obvious that he was an expert in marksmanship. Without moving, the military vehicle, the mountain, and his eyes formed a line. The muzzle was slightly raised, and then slightly moved up along with the wind.
When the car was only 800 meters away from them, he shot the front wheel of the car.
Seeing this, Chen Yulou's eyes flashed, and he also raised his gun to take aim. Although his marksmanship was good, he was separated by 800 meters, and it took him two shots to hit the front wheel of the car behind them. Both cars had broken down and lost their balance. The foreigners in the cars all jumped out to escape, but without the cars, it was very difficult to escape the pursuit of the colorful halo.
Moreover, the bandits of Xieling Mountain had no intention of letting them go. O'Connor and the others were sitting in the first car, so they jumped out of the car and escaped relatively quickly. They were all agile and proficient in escaping. Laura supported an old white man as they escaped from the side. The bandits of Xieling Mountain were somewhat like the martial arts world, and they were unwilling to open fire on a woman and the old and weak. However, O'Connor did not receive such treatment.
O'Connor saw a dark and skinny little man aiming his gun at him from afar. He frowned and vaguely felt that he was in great danger. He hurriedly rolled on the ground, and the sand in front of him was hit by the gun, and yellow smoke rose into the air.
The British deputy director beside him was not so lucky. He was shot in half by Chen Yulou.
O'Connor said in shock, "Are all the people in China sharpshooters? At such a distance, even in England, only the best fox hunters can hit them! If they were all so capable, why would they have allowed the British Empire's army to invade their capital? "
Indiana Jones looked back and saw that the British people in the car that had fallen behind had been caught up by the colorful halo. The group of people were all enveloped by the colorful halo. Indiana knew how dangerous this rainbow-like halo was. When they were in the military camp, the explosives had blown up a hole in the underground palace, and he had seen with his own eyes the black and green soil at the entrance of the underground palace suddenly emit a white gas.
It was like steam coming out of a stove in winter. At that time, he felt that something was wrong and told O'Connor, Laura, and the others to stay away from the white fog. Sure enough, not long after, the British soldiers who got close to the white fog started to wail, and pus flowed out of their mouths and noses. At that time, they thought that it was the poisonous gas that leaked out of the tomb, and for their own safety, they did not get close.
O'Connor was the most sensitive. He had started the two trucks that were parked in the camp in advance. In just a short time, the flesh of the British soldiers began to fester. Under their gazes, the bodies of the soldiers who had come into contact with the white fog melted inch by inch into pus. The pus began to evaporate when it came into contact with the air, turning into white fog that floated up.
At this time, they already knew that something was wrong. They hurriedly drove the trucks and a few British officers who had not been touched by the white fog and ran for their lives.
At this time, at the entrance of the underground palace, under the ground near the camp, the pus that came out of the wailing British soldiers slowly rose like strands of white fog. It formed a colorful halo in the air and fell on the trucks, cannons, and iron tools. The iron and steel melted into molten iron. When it fell on the tents and clothes, the clothes melted as if they were soaked in acid.
When it fell on people, they were like candles, slowly melting in the white fog.
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