There's a tavern here

Chapter 38 Merchant

Yan Chixia silently untied the sword case, pulled out the black sword from it, and then took out a few silver needle-shaped objects between the fingers of both hands.

With a sharp flick, the silver needle in his hand was filled with strength and nailed deeply to the wall of this space, and a flame ignited at the end of the needle, dispelling all the darkness in this place like the sun was shining through the clouds.

"Aren't you coming out? If you don't come out, you will never have another chance in the future."

Yan Chixia snapped her fingers, and the flame ignited on the silver needle nailed to the wall became more intense, and at the same time there was a crackling sound in the soil layer.

"I specially prepared these Dao needles and the enchantment at the entrance of the cave for you. If you don't come out again, I can guarantee that you will definitely feel what life is like death."

After Yan Chixia finished speaking, she found that the characters in the murals in this room were moving slowly. After a while, a person in the painting came out from the wall.

What is surprising is that the face of the person in the painting has no facial features, but a smooth plane.

"This official, why do you have to do this?"

"I just want to know who is instructing you to set us up behind the scenes." Fang Bie leaned on the wall and said.

Although the faceless monster has no facial features and cannot see any expressions on its face, it can be judged that it is smiling from the sound coming from it.

"Then you are really joking. What can I know about these things?"

Hearing the sophistry of this monster, Fang Bie also lost his patience, raised his hand and sacrificed the Huahua Sword, and with a slight movement, a sharp sword glow was released.

A line of blood appeared in the center of that faceless monster's face, and the skin on its body unfolded from the line like a flower, but the flower was beautiful after blooming, while the monster in front of it was endlessly ugly.

It stared blankly at the drooping human skin on its arm and did nothing, its dark and ugly face opened its mouth and let out a sad and desolate wail.

"As a monster, you are not worthy of this human skin. Regardless of other things, just because you hurt innocent people here is enough for me to kill you thousands of times."

After hearing Fang Bie's words, the painted skin demon went straight back into the mural behind it, and Zhang Zhang's human skin on the altar also stood up slowly, burning in their empty pupils. black flame.

What followed was that Yan Chixia's spikes inserted on the wall broke inch by inch, and the flames of the lighting to drive out the darkness also dissipated, and the darkness filled the entire room like a tide.

"Hey, if you can't be bright, you're going to play yin, right? I don't have so much patience to play with you."

Fang Bie slowly raised his head, opened his eyes, held the Hua Hua sword in his hand, and then nailed the sword to the wall, and the mural collapsed along with the wall along with the transmission of energy.

Then he swung his sword again, cleared the walking corpses in front of him, nailed the monster to the wall, walked slowly to the bronze tripod on the altar, and stretched out his hand to remove the dust and rust deposited on it. dirt.

The intricate and detailed tripod inscriptions and ancient and atmospheric patterns are engraved on the top of the tripod. After reading it, Fang Bie confirmed that this place was built by the previous dynasty.

"Shang Wen Shang Ding, I thought that these things had been cleaned up by the Great Xia court long ago, but I didn't expect that there were still left here."

Yan Chixia was so surprised that she lost her mind when she heard Fang Bie's words:
"Shang... the governor, I hope all this is a coincidence, otherwise this is too scary."

The dynasty before Daxia was Shang. Since the chaos of ancient times, the tribes of Dashang fought in the north and south, and finally unified into a country. The capital established is now the capital of Daxia, named Yin.

Businessmen believe in ghosts and gods, respect ghosts and gods, communicate with heaven and earth through divination, and perform human sacrifices to pray for the protection of gods.The monarch likes to practice alchemy to communicate with ghosts and gods, so the superiors do not govern the subordinates, and the subordinates do not assist the superiors.

Thanks to the birth of King Xia, he led the people of insight in the world to set up an uprising, overthrowing the Shang Dynasty in one fell swoop, and Daxia has been established ever since.Destroying merchants left classics and writings; and degrading those who cultivated immortals as outsiders, so the way of immortality was not prosperous.

Da Xiali, successive Xia kings worked hard to govern, knew people well, and created the current prosperous situation, and the great merchants also disappeared in the long river of history, and no longer exist.

But there is actually a ruins of Shang in this place, which is a novelty.The reason why Fang Bie knew Dingwen, and judged from the Dingwen that the merchants were all because of the book of Huahualu.

All major events in the world are recorded on it, even if they no longer exist in the world.

And Fang Bie also knew one thing from the book, that is, the alchemy practiced by the merchant... can really become a fairy.

But I don't know if there will be any discoveries here, and I am very curious about this kind of technique.

"As long as a thing exists, it will definitely leave traces in this world. Even if it smiles like an ant, it will leave bite marks on the grass and trees, let alone such a big merchant." Fang Bie waved his hand and replied Yan Chixia.

And the monster that was nailed to the wall by the Hua Hua sword immediately fell into a madness after hearing the word Da Shang, frantically slapped the Hua Hua sword and the wall behind it with its sharp claws, trying to break free .

boom--

The wall engraved with murals was cracked under the blow of the monster, the Hua Hua sword stood on the ruins, and behind the wall was a long, thin and dark corridor, the monster The Painted Skin Demon dragged its seriously injured body and quickly retreated into the darkness, entering the corridor.

Seeing this, Yan Chixia raised her eyebrows, her whole body surged with strength, she just wanted to rush in with the sword box but was stopped by Fang Bie.

"Brother Yan, you're just a mere little monster, don't worry about it."

Then Fang Bie walked to the entrance of the corridor, did not enter, but looked at what was said on the surviving mural on this side.

After all, most of the murals in this room were ruined by herself and Yan Chixia.

"Brother Yan, do you know what is in this painting?" Fang Bie turned to look at Yan Chixia.

"Uh... I don't know."

Yan Chixia's head was hurting, but she didn't think of a reason, or she had something in her heart, but she didn't know the answer because the answer was too absurd.

Luo Ling on the side looked at the mural thoughtfully.

"This painting seems to drive a group of people into a cauldron, and then summon a god or something."

Fang Bie nodded and said:

"That's right, what is shown in this painting is the human sacrifice during the prosperous period of Dashang. A bunch of common people were trapped and killed in the altar to pray for the blessing and protection of the gods."

Yan Chixia and Luo Ling couldn't help breaking out in cold sweat after hearing the end of the party, and Yan Chixia clenched her fists and cursed at the absurdity.

"Sacrificing living beings to some illusory god, it's no wonder that the Shang Dynasty was easily wiped out by King Xia!"

Fang Bie glanced at Yan Chixia, with a smile on the corner of his mouth:

"That's right, but who knows whether the summoned will be a god or a ghost? Existence is reasonable, but we still don't know anything about it."

(End of this chapter)