Great Qin Xiuxian Biography

Chapter 36 The real warrior
"This is where?"

Wang Mang slowly opened his eyes.

Gloomy world.

faint light.

The light is very weak, but it does not affect normal vision.

There is still a faint cyan in front of his eyes, as if looking at the world through a light green glass window. At this time, what Wang Mang sees is a dark world of light cyan.

blue,

very light

But it cannot be ignored.

"Where is this? Is it in a dream? How did it become like this?"

Wang Mang looked around, it was terribly quiet here.

"I said good night to my sister before! It should be night now, why would I dream at night?"

Looking around, Wang Mang realized that he was standing on the cliff by the sea.

Slowly moving to the edge of the cliff, Wang Mang looked down, only three or four meters away, and the clear sea water was clearly visible.

However, under the clear water,
As if sleeping for countless years,

The bones are piled up into mountains, laid out on the seabed, spreading far away.

Wang Mang looked up, and as far as he could see, the boundless sea was dark and silent, without the slightest ripple.

Boundless corpses piled up bleakly, piled up out of sight.

The entire ocean and corpses seemed to be frozen in time, filled with boundless silence.

"keel!"

Wang Mang's eyes widened suddenly, he actually saw the skeleton of a giant dragon!
A giant dragon skeleton more than 300 meters long lies on the seabed tens of meters away.

I don't know how many years have passed, but the dragon's head is still high above the water, facing the sky, as if roaring unwillingly.

"That's... Dapeng?"

Wang Mang was already full of horror. The roc, which was several times bigger than the giant dragon, had already lost its sound. It could only spread its bone wings and raise its head to the sky, but it could no longer rise with the wind!

"Where is this? Is the dream changed its style?"

Wang Mang couldn't help asking again from the bottom of his heart.

Soaring Snake, Flood Dragon, Qingluan, Two-headed Demon, Giant Giant...

Chi kiss?Prison cattle?Gluttonous?Ya Zi?Jiao Jiao (sounds the same as surprise)? ...

Wang Mang could only make guesses about the huge skeleton based on the knowledge and memories of two lifetimes in his mind.But even guessing is getting more and more frightening!
"Where the hell is this?"

After a long time, Wang Mang let out a long breath and withdrew his mind.

He started away from the edge of the cliff.

There must be something wrong with that boundless ocean, so many monsters, strange beasts, ferocious beasts, and divine beasts are buried in it, he is a melon child with a third level of Qi refining and a fifth level of body training, naturally the farther away the better.

This is a small platform, about [-] square meters.

On both sides are the cliffs of the cliff, vertically upward.

One side is the sea that Wang Mang just saw, while the other side is the valley between the two mountains.

There is also a torii gate in Taniguchi that has collapsed.

Wang Mang walked towards the gate of the archway while looking closely.

"There should be a plaque on the door. If there is no accident, if you find the plaque, there is a high probability that you can determine where this is."

The more Wang Mang looked at it, the more his heart sank.

The ground of this platform is covered with cyan floor tiles, extending all the way to the edge of the cliff. It feels like there was a road outside the cliff, but it was cut off abruptly.

In addition, as Wang Mang gradually approached the archway, the blue bricks on the ground showed traces of fire, and it became more and more serious.

It can be seen that there must have been a big fire here.

Even, Wang Mang speculated that this might be a fire made by practitioners.

Except for the lonely base, the archway door collapsed to the ground.

After a rough look, I didn't see the plaque, and looked for it to be buried under the ruins.Wang Mang touched the burnt ashes and began to search.

This ghostly place is so quiet that not even a single insect screams.

At first, Wang Mang searched cautiously, fearing that the noise would startle some monsters.

Gradually, he became bolder.Ping bells rang, waste rocks and burnt wood were thrown everywhere.

Finally, with great effort, Wang Mang found a corner of the plaque.As for the other parts, they were probably burned, so they couldn't be found.

Not even a word of the couplets that should have been on the gate of the archway remained.

Wang Mang wiped off the ashes on the plaque and blew.

then,

The whole person froze instantly.

"ghost."

Involuntarily, Wang Mang felt a chill on his back.

It was as if something wet had climbed up from the sea behind him, touching the back of his neck.

What the hell!
This can't be a ghost, can it?
Think about the sea of ​​bones, what else is there besides ghosts?

Wang Mang quickly cut off his brain, you can't think about ghosts, the more you miss her, the more she likes to find you.

After clapping his hands, Wang Mang stood up and looked at the darker valley behind the gate of the archway.

The valley was shrouded in a faint mist, making it difficult to see clearly.Only the blue brick road on the ground extends all the way into the valley.

"Would you like to go in and have a look?"

Wang Mang thought, "I've been here for so long, and I haven't even encountered a ghost. There should be nothing here, right?"

"Ok?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see a smear of whiteness.

"No way?"

"Is there really something?"

Wang Mang's heart suddenly rose to his throat, he turned his head quietly, and looked at the side of the platform near the cliff.

"Whoo~"

He let out a long sigh of relief.

"I didn't expect it to be a white board."

Not far away, under the cliff near the gate of the archway, vines hang down, and a long white wooden board is covered by vines.

"I should have been blocked by the vines and didn't notice it just now."

Wang Mang comforted himself,

"Sure enough, I scare myself."

"only……

only……

Why is there such a clean and white board in such a scorched place? "

"and……

Like a tombstone, it is long and inserted vertically..."

"There seems to be words on it!"

Wang Mang's heart was pounding.He stared at the board vigilantly, squatted down quietly, and picked up two bricks, feeling much more at ease immediately.

"Snapped!"

Wang Mang threw a brick at the board, and waited for a long time, but nothing happened.

"Snapped!"

Another piece was thrown.Still nothing.

"Clap clap clap!"

I threw a few pieces in one go.

Wang Mang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"The newly erected wooden boards, could it be that someone came here not long ago? Otherwise, how could there be such clean wooden boards?"

Wang Mang carried two bricks and walked towards the white wooden plank cautiously.

The board was hit twice by bricks, but it was not damaged.

The board is as wide as the palm of your hand, nearly one meter above the ground.It should be buried quite deep, otherwise it will not move at all if it is hit by a brick.

Finally, he came to the board.

The stone hanging in Wang Mang's heart fell.

This is not a tombstone, but a famous saying familiar to everyone in the Blue Stars written on the white wooden board.

This famous saying was brought to Daqin by the traversers, and it is still a famous saying.

I saw a row of milky white characters vertically on the wooden board, flamboyant and wanton.

"A true warrior dares to face the bleak life. ——Zhou Shuren"

"Zhou Shuren?"

"Although it's true, it's so awkward!"

"Isn't it good to write Brother Xun?"

Wang Mang wiped the wing of his nose with the back of his index finger, and felt a bit itchy in his hand, and an inexplicable obsessive-compulsive disorder came up.

After all, brother Xun is too familiar with Zhou Shuren... we are not familiar with each other!

In the end, Wang Mang couldn't hold back, picked up the blackened bricks on the ground, scratched the word "Zhou Shuren" on the white wood board with two slashes, and then wrote two words with scorched black on the side.

"Lu Xun!"

"Phew, it's so comfortable!"

"Brother Xun still makes people feel kind."

Wang Mang looked at his handwriting on the whiteboard and nodded in satisfaction.

At the same time read it again:
"A true warrior dares to face the bleak life.——Lu Xun"

As soon as the words fell, the vines above the white board swished, and a pale dead face hung upside down in front of the white board.

It was a dead man hanging upside down from a vine!
With a pale face facing Wang Mang, half a foot away, he smiled slightly.

Crippled!

(End of this chapter)