Chapter 407 Bodyguard
The eight people were frightened by her roar and took a few steps back. Their faces turned pale and they roared the Eight Honors and Eight Shames in their hearts.
Xia Yan's expression was no worse than theirs.
At that moment, she thought she was doing some deadly underworld mission again...
Taking a deep breath, she gritted her teeth and said, "Can you please say a word when you come up here? Even the most righteous face can't withstand the rays of death, you know? Sit down."
She was tall enough to be a soldier, and she was sitting with her head tilted back. At that moment, she almost drew her sword.
The publicity team knew they were in the wrong, but the small sofa couldn't accommodate eight people, so they simply sat down where they were, straightening their faces and looking serious.
After recovering from his shock, Xia Yan stretched out his finger and pressed the switch. The engine began to hum, and the RV started moving towards the silent "forest".
30 meters away is a horizontal sunken path. The path is not wide and can only accommodate three people walking side by side.
As soon as the wheels came on, Xia Yan clearly felt her body sinking, and it became difficult to walk. Moreover, the stem of the 'ghost hand' above the road was longer, almost at her eye level. If it were walking, it would just be able to grab her hair, so...
She looked at the road ahead illuminated by the lights. If she walked upright, she would be in danger. Squatting or crawling was also an option.
Affected by the tow-clearing function of the RV, the ghost hand was driven aside before it could touch anything, and separated to the left and right like a beaded door curtain being lifted.
Xia Yan stepped on the accelerator hard, and the RV, which was deeply stuck in rotten leaves, rushed out immediately.
She accidentally glanced at the rearview mirror inside the car. In the reflection of the taillights, countless ghost hands dyed red were following the car, reaching towards the headlights from afar.
Due to the incomplete vision, just looking at this pile of hands, I really have the illusion that someone is escaping from hell and ghosts are chasing him.
The further they went, the more sensitive the strange plants became to light. Before the headlights could even reach them, the ghost hands had already reached down. However, based on the sturdy shell of the RV, Xia Yan just thought it was an exotic scenery along the way.
Until the way ahead was blocked by a huge, fallen stone tablet.
Xia Yan braked slowly. The light was split into two by the high edge of the stele, forming a sharp-angled shadow, making it difficult to see what was on the top of the stele.
She squinted her eyes to get a closer look.
"Boss Xia, open the door. I'll go down and see if there's another way."
People who grow up under the red flag are not afraid of any unknown fear.
"Come and see what's on the stele."
She stopped the propaganda team who wanted to get off the car to investigate and motioned them to come.
Several people came forward, bent down and looked through the glass.
It was pitch black, and there seemed to be nothing special about it. The thing that was most abundant here was darkness, right?
Wait, it’s a little different. The black in some places is darker and has a more textured feel.
Although it didn't move, everyone was keenly aware of being watched.
"What is that?"
"It shouldn't be a mutant. There are no reflective spots in its eyes."
"Observe it for a while longer, and maybe we can take the initiative to attack."
Several people were discussing the battle plan as usual when they suddenly heard someone coughing. They turned around and saw Boss Xia looking at them with clear eyes. He said:
“What are you going to do to my customers?”
"This is...?"
“Are we there yet?”
Xia Yan jumped out of the car, looked up and shouted: "I'm here to deliver the supplies. Let your person in charge come out to receive them."
The shadow really changed after hearing this.
A man wrapped tightly in black appeared at the edge of the light.
"Turn off the lights, I'll pick you up."
As soon as Xia Yan smelled the smoky smell, he knew it was the owner of the goods.
She got in the car and was about to turn off the lights when she saw a small piece of black cloth on the tombstone reaching into the light and grabbing, then being pulled back.
Xia Yan blinked and turned off the light.
Eyes that are used to light are suddenly plunged into darkness and cannot see anything, but this seems to have no effect on the man in black.
Xia Yan only heard a knock on the car door beside her, and the person motioned her to get out.
She ignored him and waited until her retina adjusted before going down to pack up the RV.
The man in black seemed to have just noticed the eight people walking up behind her and took a few steps back, cautious and on guard. "Why are you bringing so many people with you?"
Xia Yan made up an excuse, "They all work for me and protect my personal safety."
Isn't it dangerous for a weak woman to deliver goods alone?
There is nothing wrong with bringing a few bodyguards, it is reasonable.
He hesitated for a long time before saying, "Let's go, follow me."
Xia Yan originally thought that he would lead the way around the stone tablet and lead to the residence hidden behind it, but unexpectedly he walked straight to the stone tablet and disappeared behind a protruding stone.
"Where are the people?" the propaganda team whispered. "Could this stone be an illusion? It feels very real."
Xia Yan reached out and touched it. The surface of the gravel was uneven, and the feeling of it scraping across his palm was very real.
"It's not an illusion, it's a real stone tablet."
"Didn't I tell you to follow me?!" A mute voice came from behind the disappearing stone, followed by a round piece of black cloth (Xia Yan guessed that was the head).
"You walked so fast, I thought you turned on invisibility." Xia Yan walked forward and said lightly.
The surroundings were pitch black, and he was covered with a black cloth, which made him doubly invisible.
The man in black paused without saying a word, turned around and grabbed something to climb up.
After a closer look, she understood why the man disappeared in an instant. It turned out that there was a hidden staircase behind the crevice in the stone. It was steep and narrow, with each step far apart and the edges very sharp, as if it had been chiseled out bit by bit with a hard block.
The man in black was very agile and was not affected by his clothes at all. He climbed up in no time and stood at the top waiting for them.
Xia Yan followed closely behind and stepped onto the stone tablet, followed by the propaganda team.
Looking around, I was slightly shocked.
The surface of the stone tablet was wider than she had imagined. The scattered light came from somewhere, but the surface was brighter than the bottom. Her eyes, which had completely adapted to the darkness, could clearly see that there were twelve or thirteen men in black, big and small, gathered together at the opposite edge.
Although he couldn't see anything because of the wrapping, Xia Yan knew that they were facing him.
She looked up and found that there was a space at the top. The strange plants that had been following her all the way disappeared without a trace, replaced by vines crisscrossing horizontally and vertically.
Maple-leaf-like leaves covered the vine, and only by moving the vine's position could one see the milky white glow hidden among them—should they be called fruits? Xia Yan wasn't sure.
It was this thing that dispelled some of the darkness and prevented her from being blind.
After observing the curiosity, Xia Yan did not forget the purpose of her visit. She turned her head to look at the man in black and asked, "Where is the thing?"
The man in black, who I thought was heading towards me, turned around and spoke, "Have you got everything?"
"Um."
She looked at the propaganda team that the men in black had just been watching. They immediately showed enthusiastic propaganda interest in the group of men in black.
The man in black hesitated and said to his companions, "I need to use your place for a while, otherwise I'll have nowhere to put my things."
Xia Yan didn't understand. Isn't this countertop quite spacious? Why not put it here first? Do we have to move it?
She thought she had to get down from the tombstone again, but unexpectedly the man in black took her directly to the front.
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