Chapter 258 Ancient Battlefield

The Federation has sent several waves of people to look for their whereabouts, but the changes in the ancient battlefield are too severe, and many people died in it, but no one was found. Later, the Federation basically gave up.

When Ouyang Lan came, the army of the Federation was just guarding the ancient battlefield and did not send anyone in.

Originally, Ouyang Lan wanted to wait until An Sheng came over, but a rain of blood suddenly rained on the ancient battlefield. Ouyang Lan was afraid that the old principal couldn't hold on in it, so he didn't care so much, so he brought people into the ancient battlefield first.

According to the current information, as long as the blood rain does not get on the skin, there should be no big problem, but the weirdness in the ancient battlefield is far more than that.

In the place where the old principal and the others are stationed, there are some ancient ruins, which are the objects of the old principal and his research, but when the federal soldiers rushed over, many people died in the ruins, and the cause of death was not found at all. .

If Ouyang Lan wanted to find the old principal, he must have gone there first. An Sheng was really afraid that Ouyang Lan would also die there, so he really had no way to go back to An Tianzuo and An Jing.

The car quickly came to the entrance of the ancient battlefield, and the sight before him made the expressions of the wine master and others a little more solemn.

A river is surging down. On the side of the river is the blue sky and white sun, while the opposite side of the river is covered with blood and rain. The two sides of the river seem to be two completely different worlds.

The river was also red as blood, roaring and flowing downstream, not knowing where it would end up.

"Is there no such river before?" An Sheng took out the map in the document and glanced at it.

"This was formed after the blood rain started. The blood rain was particularly violent before, but now it is much smaller," said the former officer.

"We're all ready to cross the river and enter the ancient battlefield." An Sheng asked people to prepare rain-proof tools and distribute them to the wine master and others.

While wearing a special one-piece raincoat, the wine master looked at the boundless, bloody rain, and muttered to himself, "It is said that in ancient times, the Yellow Emperor fought Chiyou, and Chiyou was defeated, so he invited Feng Bo Yushi to help in the battle and make the storm The Yellow Emperor, who swept the enemy and killed him, fled without his armor and armor, this rain is bloody, an ominous omen."

Zhou Wen also knew that this was an ancient battlefield, but that era was too long ago, and he had only heard a few legends, so he didn't quite understand what was going on.

However, he has heard of the name of the Rain Master. Some say that the Rain Master is the righteous god of heaven and earth, and some people say that the Rain Master is actually transformed by a red dragon. Anyway, there are many legends.

It's just listening to it casually, it can't be true.

"Master Wen, I will bring my wife back. Before that, you will not be able to enter the ancient battlefield anyway." Before An Sheng took people away, he specifically told Zhou Wen not to enter.

"Don't worry, I'll wait for you to come back with Sister Lan." Zhou Wen hurriedly went to find the little hand pattern. There were no city gates or monuments, and Zhou Wen was a little afraid that he couldn't find the little hand pattern.

"Captain Lu, protect Young Master Wen. No matter what happens, Young Master Wen must live. Also, he is not allowed to cross the river." An Sheng said to the officer.

"Promise to complete the mission." Lu Yun gave a military salute and promised loudly.

Only then did An Sheng lead people across the river of blood, and soon disappeared in the dazed rain of blood. A dozen or so seemed so insignificant among the divine power that day.

Zhou Wen didn't have time to be in a daze here, turned around and walked upstream along the blood river. He had to find the little hand pattern, and he might be able to help a little at that time.

"Old Principal, Sister Lan, don't let anything happen to you." Zhou Wen walked quickly along the river.

"Master Wen, where are you going?" Lu Yunxian quickly stepped forward to stop Zhou Wen.

In his opinion, Zhou Wen shouldn't come to such a place at all. A student came here, apart from making trouble and wasting manpower and material resources, he really didn't know what else Zhou Wen could do.

"I'm going to take a walk around." Zhou Wen said.

"No, Chief An asked me to protect your safety. There can be no mistakes. Please return to the station with me immediately." Lu Yunxian said.

"Adjutant An asked you to protect my safety, not to limit my freedom. If you can't do it, then change it to someone else." Zhou Wen said, bypassing Lu Yunxian and walking upstream along the blood river.

Lu Yunxian frowned slightly, but he followed up with his own guards. Although he didn't like Zhou Wen very much, he had to fulfill An Sheng's order no matter what.

Zhou Wen walked in front, and Lu Yunxian led someone to follow him not far behind. Seeing Zhou Wen stop and go, he even took pictures with his mobile phone, as if he was traveling.

As a result, not only did Lu Yunxian dislike Zhou Wen, but even those guards couldn't stand it any longer. If it wasn't for An Sheng's death order, they wouldn't want to protect a person like Zhou Wen at all.

"Things have come to this point, everyone is working hard, he is doing well, and he is still free to play and take pictures here." A guard said very unhappy.

Another guard also said: "If I knew this earlier, I would rather go across the river with Chief An to the ancient battlefield to save people desperately, and not be so useless."

"Don't say a few words." Lu Yunxian stopped them.

Although he also disliked Zhou Wen, a soldier is a soldier, and obeying orders is his professional quality.

Zhou Wen naturally heard the comments of those soldiers, but he couldn't explain it.

Walking along the river and walking for more than ten miles, I have not found the small hand pattern, and the mobile phone has not responded.

We have already arrived at the mountain area. According to the information, the mountain area is also within the scope of the dimensional field, and the mountain area is also full of blood and dark clouds. Zhou Wen did not find the small hand pattern, so he could only go further downstream.

Lu Yunxian and others originally thought that the young master was finally going back, but who knew that after Zhou Wen arrived at the position where he came, since he continued to go downstream, he had no intention of going back.

"Master Wen, it's getting late, it's getting dark, we should go back, if you're interested, it's not too late to come back tomorrow during the day," Lu Yunxian said.

"It's not dark yet, let's walk." Zhou Wen didn't want to wait another day. If he found the little hand pattern earlier, he would be able to contribute more, and perhaps there would be a greater chance to rescue the old principal.

Lu Yunxian couldn't help frowning, but Zhou Wen had already gone downstream, so he had to lead someone to follow him, but his face was not very good-looking, and he didn't say a word with a cold face.

Zhou Wen knew that Lu Yunxian and the others were unhappy, but he could only pretend that he didn't see it, and continued to look down the river. He couldn't help but secretly pray: "There must be a small hand pattern!"

But as time passed, Zhou Wen's heart got deeper and deeper, the sun had already set, and he still couldn't find the little hand pattern.

Just when Zhou Wen suspected that there was a small hand pattern here, the mobile phone suddenly vibrated, Zhou Wen was overjoyed, and quickly took the mobile phone and took a picture of it.

"There!" When Zhou Wen saw the small hand pattern on an ancient remnant tablet, he was so excited that he almost didn't cry.