Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 45: Martyred!

Finally, the fat guy got in the car and went to the Terracotta Warriors and Horses History Museum together. This time I came to the real place. The feeling at the door and the rows of security personnel included a steady stream of nearby tourists and all kinds of people. Foreign tourist groups, etc. have all explained one thing. This is the real history museum of terracotta warriors and horses. It is no longer the fake and shoddy one. ＊

This time, it was Su Bai who went to buy the tickets, because Su Bai could see that the fat man was already somewhat distracted;

In fact, the terracotta warriors and horses are magical. After all, they are cultural relics inherited from two thousand years ago, with strong historical and cultural factors. For most people, when they come to Xi’an, they don’t go to see the terracotta warriors. It’s a pity that I’ve never been here; however, the terracotta warriors and horses are plain, that is, clay sculptures of pottery figurines. There are a few tattered clay figures. Those who really love history are always a minority. I think it's nothing more than that, and I'm disappointed.

"Let's go, the ticket is bought, do you go in?" Su Bai shook the ticket in front of the fat man, "Is it to go to the Tomb of Emperor Qin first or to see the Terracotta Warriors and Horses? This is a combined ticket."

"Can I see Qin Shihuang's coffin from the tomb of Emperor Qin Huang?" The fat man suddenly became interested.

Su Bai shook his head, "It's just a mound plus a green scenic spot. There is a place to take a tour bus. If you sit on it and check the ticket, it will drive you around, but actually you can't see anything, that is Flowers and plants."

"Forget it, let's go first and see the clay figurines."

The fat man went into the real history museum of Terracotta Warriors and Horses together with Su Bai with his head down. There was a long quiet path from the entrance to the exit, and then the real museum area was in front of him.

The real historical relics have the kind of charm and ideas that belong to it. It is a fat man who was a little uncomfortable, but now he has become a lot more serious.

After entering Pit No. 1, the fat man stood by the railing and looked at the terracotta warriors and horses in front of him. He took a deep breath, stayed motionless for a long time, and then looked at Su Bai.

"Sure enough, it really looks and feels. It's really different. The man who is now the Terracotta Warriors and Horses is called Lao Yang, isn't he? He is also interesting, he didn't embezzle it but reported it to the country."

"In fact, the local trafficking of smuggled cultural relics has a long history, even after the founding of the People’s Republic of China, it hasn’t been interrupted, but to blame, Lao Yang produced a whole big one, even if he wants to change hands, it’s too annoying When I went out, I had to be pulled by an ox cart and sent to the gate of the county government. Later, the country began to pay attention to governance when it was here. It was a shortcut for the locals to cut money."

The two people walked around Pit No. 1 and went to Hall No. 2. In Hall No. 2, there are several complete terracotta warriors and horses displayed in glass cabinets.

The fat man walked up to a terracotta warrior and subconsciously took out his phone to take a photo. Su Bai stood beside the fat man. He was originally to accompany the fat man out to play. Su Bai's mentality was very relaxed, plus this The place has been here by myself, so there is not much freshness, but just when the flash of Fatty's phone flashed, Su Bai's eyes suddenly jumped, as if he saw something that he shouldn't see.

Su Bai looked around subconsciously, and there were many tourists around, speaking in the dialects of various countries and even the languages ​​of various countries, and admiring everything here.

The fat man took the picture and went to see Su Bai. He was taken aback when he saw Su Bai's serious expression, "Da Bai, what's the matter?"

After looking around, there is nothing special now. Su Bai began to wonder if the side effects of the drug made him feel a little dazed.

However, at this time, a foreigner next to him took a camera and clicked again.

Su Bai frowned immediately. Someone was looking at him, and he was peering at him. The body turned around in place, and Hall Two seemed to be a bit empty, but it was also deeper.

"What's wrong?" The fat man asked again.

"Someone is watching us in the dark." Su Bai said confidently, "Twice, it can't be my illusion."

Fatty immediately stabilized his mind, calmed down and felt together, but it may be that Fatty’s mental opportunities are much less than Su Bai, so he is worse than Su Bai in certain spiritual areas, so he didn’t feel it. What a strange feeling, but the fat man doesn’t believe that Su Bai feels wrong, because often in many horror stories or horror movies, the person who perceives danger around him says that you must have read it wrong. A dragon-like set is often the first to hang up.

"You take your phone and take another picture." Su Bai said.

"Hmm." The fat man picked up the phone very cooperatively, and pressed the shutter at the terracotta warriors in the mirror.

"Crack..."

Here again!

This time Su Bai reacted very quickly. He closed his eyes to feel, so he chased the instinctive feeling and turned his body in an instant, and then slowly opened his eyes,

At this moment,

Su Baixian is standing facing the terracotta warrior in the mirror, and his eyes are on the sunken pupils of the terracotta warriors and horses.

Flush!

Here,

Here actually,

In this terracotta warrior, or in other words, this is the terracotta warrior.

In an instant, Su Bai finally remembered the real reason why he came to Xi'an, and finally got out of the relaxed state of traveling,

The current Xi'an is the grave of the audience!

Here, it is still a tourist city for ordinary people, but for the listeners, it is terrible and dangerous, because most of the Shaanxi listeners who have completed tasks above 5 have fallen in a short period of time. The surrounding area of ​​Xi'an.

The fat man followed Su Bai's gaze and swallowed, "Is this?"

Su Bai nodded.

"But this is a national treasure... wanton destruction of a national treasure is also prone to cause and effect, similar to killing a lot of people."

"Fat man, set up a formation to block the sight and attention of other people around. Whether it is a national treasure or not, I will definitely take this thing off today. You think we can leave without seeing it. ?" Su Bai said firmly.

The fat man nodded, no longer ambiguity or hesitation, a few copper coins were thrown away, and then he muttered the spell silently, forming a small enchantment, shielding the attention of everyone around him.

One of Su Bai's hand turned into a zombie, and then he used the zombie's sharp nails to cut a circle on the glass. Su Bai's hand reached in and was about to touch the head of the terracotta warrior.

At this moment, the metamorphosis occurred, and the outer shell of the terracotta warriors and horses began to fall off. Then, a blood corpse with red blood all over the body appeared in front of Fatty and Su Bai.

The blood corpse opened its mouth, similar to a wailing, as if with endless fear and panic. It squatted down in the glass frame. Small bubbles began to emerge from the top and bottom of the body, and then pus and water began to flow out. In the **** water, Su Bai's hand was still floating in the air, but this blood corpse was completely melted and clean.

The fat man swallowed, turned his head, looked at Su Bai, but it was not Su Bai who was standing in front of him, but a blood corpse, and what stood in the glass frame was no longer a terracotta warrior or It was blood water, but Su Bai who was equally shocked.

"Fuck, what the hell!"

The fat man snorted, and a piece of talisman paper appeared in his palm. The next moment, the talisman paper was attached to the blood corpse's forehead, but then, Su Bai again turned into a blood corpse. Su Bai, the terracotta warriors in the glass frame are still terracotta warriors, and nothing seems to have changed at all.

"What's going on...what's going on..." The fat man stepped back a few steps in a daze, and the copper coin formation also dissipated. The surrounding tourists came and went constantly walking in front of the fat man, but the fat man got more and more Feel in a trance.

Looking around, Su Bai suddenly disappeared. The glass frame was directly empty, and a piece of paper was posted outside: "This exhibit is currently on a traveling exhibition abroad."

"Su Bai, Da Bai..."

The fat man started screaming, and many tourists around him cast surprised eyes.

…………

Suffocation;

Suffocation;

Horrible choking;

When Su Bai regained his sight and hearing, he was surprised to find that he was standing in the sequence in Pit 1. Pit No. 1, or Pavilion No. 1, which had the most terracotta warriors and horses, and the most spectacular, and the rest It has a lot less momentum and meaning than Pit No. 1, but at this time, among the many terracotta warriors and horses, one of them is trembling imperceptibly.

That is Su Bai.

He wants to break free from the shackles around him~IndoMTL.com~ He wants to break the suppression of this suffocation, but everything seems to be a kind of useless work, and his body has become extremely rigid, as if It has existed and perseverance here for two thousand years.

The change came too suddenly, it came too unexpectedly, there was no foreshadowing, without the slightest sign, it was born, it started like this, it was Su Bai who stood with the fat man, but the two of them were there. It was completely played and divided in an instant.

In a daze, Su Bai saw the figure of Fatty appearing in Pit One. He started to run and search, Su Bai knew that Fatty was looking for himself, and Fatty must be very scared at this time. .

But Su Bai couldn't make a sound, and couldn't make any hints. The fat man ran across the aisle beside him, completely unaware of him.

Su Bai wanted to adjust his sight. At the same time, thick white fog rose up in the entire No. 1 Pit. The tourists who were surrounded by railings around it seemed to be unable to see the thick fog at all. They continued Visiting these terracotta warriors.

In the thick fog, Su Baixuan's body is no longer a terracotta warrior, but he still can't move. Moreover, his body is dripping with blood dripping down, maintaining a standing posture ,

Before and after yourself,

It's no longer a terracotta warrior,

There are men, women and children, all standing in place like Su Bai, but their blood has turned black and dried up. Obviously they have been dead for a long time. However, there is still something left on the bodies of these people. The sniffing breath...

A flash of lightning flashed through Su Bai’s mind,

These people, shouldn’t they be the Shaanxi listeners who have suddenly fallen collectively recently?

Could it be said that someone specially hunted the audience to serve as a funerary for himself, just like the first emperor built terracotta warriors and horses for himself?