Museum of Demons

There was a dead silence, only I didn't know where the water fell on the masonry, making a quiet sound.

The darkness of the tunnel exudes the rich and gloomy air conditioner accumulated over two thousand years.

Even Wei Yuan felt a kind of chill entangled around him, not to mention that he was just an ordinary person, Dong Yuefeng, who was still older, held one hand on the old professor who was pale because of the violent fright, and the exercises worked. , Inner qi poured into the old man's body, forcing away the cold feeling.

With the other hand, Zhang Shaorong, who had fallen in a panic, was holding him, and placed him on the ground.

Just now, Wei Yuan pours into him and feels that he is indeed just an ordinary person.

Zhang Shaorong’s face was a little pale, but his breath was still very stable. He took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight function. The cold dimming of modern technology illuminates the road ahead. The bronze brick wall has a cold texture, and the ground Wei Yuan's brows wrinkled slightly when he saw something on it.

Dong Yuefeng's body trembled uncontrollably.

Because they saw that in the hallway at the bottom of this mechanism, there were corpses lying down everywhere. They were wearing armors of different standards and holding weapons in their hands. Among them were those with a red headscarf on their foreheads, and others with a distinctly alien style of armor. .

"It's the tomb robber who once entered the imperial mausoleum."

Dong Yuefeng spoke, and he slowly recovered his calmness. His knowledge of history also exerted its due effect at this time. The old man said, "This is the Red-Browed Army in the Xinmang period. This, this should be from the Wei and Jin Dynasties. Armor, the stone tiger of Hou Zhao once excavated the Tomb of the First Emperor."

"This should be the Huang Chao army in the Tang Dynasty."

When autumn comes on September 8th, when my flowers bloom, a hundred flowers will be killed.

The incense soars through Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor.

Yellow nest.

Dong Yuefeng whispered: "It's just these armors, which are already rare antiquities, but why, after so long, their corpses should have turned into bones, and they are still intact...This is unscientific."

"Maybe it's the influence of the formation in the agency."

Wei Yuan added: "This is unscientific, but it's very fantasy."

Dong Yuefeng was dumb.

Wei Yuan's expression was calm. After making a joke, he let out a sigh of relief and said:

"It’s not a way to stay here. I just saw it. There is no way for the institutions here to go back, but the Mohist’s institutions, even Qin Mo, follow the principle of non-attack to some extent. This should not be a death formation. Let’s move forward. There should be an exit ahead."

Dong Yuefeng hesitated, and said, "Why isn't it a death formation?"

Zhang Shaorong replied: "Things die as things live. This is modeled after the city of Xianyang. The roads in Xianyang city are interconnected. Therefore, it is impossible to create an absolute dead end here, and it will also block the flow of Qi. In the theory of Yin and Yang. , Is an absolute taboo."

His voice paused, and said: "The tomb is supervised by Prime Minister Li Si."

"He doesn't say what he is like, at least there is no problem with his knowledge."

"The giant Qin Mo, arrogant and arrogant, respects his school more than anyone else."

The explanations of Zhang Shaorong and Wei Yuan calmed Dong Yuefeng's heart a little bit, but he also had a trace of doubt in his heart. These two young people, who did not seem to be very old, seemed to have a better understanding of the imperial mausoleum than him.

Wei Yuan opened the mouth and said, "Let's go, Professor Dong, watch your steps."

In such a dangerous situation, Wei Yuan’s voice was calmer and warmer than before, or perhaps it was the reverse foil of the surrounding illusion, so that Dong Yuefeng's heart was settled. They moved forward cautiously because of Wei Yuan’s caution and Zhang Shaorong’s. Knowledge, they did not encounter too many institutions.

Even if it did, it was blocked by the sword in Wei Yuan's hand.

After all, this place is just an organ under a burial tomb in the outer city.

Wei Yuan's skill is enough to resist.

If it was the organ in front of the Inner City Emperor's Tomb, even Wei Yuan couldn't guarantee it.

But even so, he could still feel the tingling sensation in the palm of his hand holding the sword. It was enough to show that even if he had been asleep for more than two thousand two hundred years, the mechanism Qin Mo made at that time still possessed extremely terrifying penetration. force.

Huren dare not go south and herd horses.

The soldier did not dare to bend his bow and complain.

That's Goddai...

Later, it was General Wang Li of the Wang family who guarded the border.

Wang Li, the Wang family, three generations of ancestors and grandchildren, are all famous generals of Daqin.

I don’t know how long it has been. Wei Yuan’s footsteps paused slightly. Zhang Shaorong also blocked Dong Yuefeng’s sight. The old professors who have experienced many feel that a coolness spreads from under their feet, and the goose bumps are all up.

Corpse, I don’t know how many corpses!

All fell here, and there were far more dead bodies than those I had just seen.

Some had broken arms, some had broken legs, and some even turned into a ball with armor.

The original pale blue brick and stone walls were glowing black at this moment, which was the traces of blood that had solidified over the years.

Dong Yuefeng could almost imagine that these soldiers would have broken through the front organ, walked here, relaxed, and were killed by the more ruthless organ. Their armors were distorted, and some people's bodies were squeezed into a ball.

Wei Yuan looked solemnly. He pulled the sword out of the scabbard, held the sword in his right hand, and raised the left hand to stop the two behind him, and walked slowly forward, "Be careful!"

"Shaorong, you stay behind."

"Professor Dong, you are among us."

"Um…"

Dong Yuefeng took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

What he can do now is to prevent himself from becoming a drag.

Moving forward quietly, and just when they were almost about to walk out of the tunnel of the mechanism, suddenly there was a clear and crisp sound. At this moment, the sound was stiff and tense, and Wei Yuan's expression was on his face. A change.

The surrounding walls suddenly changed, and accompanied by a low voice, the bricks and stones with an icy hue seemed to be resurrected, pushing them toward the middle, squeezing them into a ball.

This is the institution of God's Generation, even if it is simple, its power can be called terrifying.

The rotating stone above his head also began to press down.

Wei Yuan's expression changed and he grabbed Dong Yuefeng's arm and slammed forward. The corpse who had just fallen to the ground, without knowing what force was driving it, stood up on its own, holding their weapons in his hands, and roared silently. , Rushed towards Wei Yuan.

The sword in Wei Yuan's hand was cut horizontally.

Without the use of sword energy, pure power, the weapon was cross-cut to break the weapon and cut it into the armor, and then directly smashed the surrounding corpse with his shoulder. Wei Yuan quickly figured out the reason. This is the tomb of the emperor. It is inevitable. Connecting the ground veins, in a sense, this place is almost pure, a treasure place where zombies are born.

It really deserves to be a mausoleum from the Shindai period.

A bunch of veterans with a thousand years of experience are dead.

The skin was so tough that Wei Yuan's sword could feel an obvious sense of dullness, and he couldn't cut it off.

The mechanism is activated because of where these corpses touched. These tomb robbers who died under the mechanism, under the trend of resentment, want people who enter to die here in the same way, just like the water ghost society. Pulling people into the water, this is pure hatred and resentment, pure and incomparable.

Wei Yuan rushed to the front wall.

I crazily recalled the organ knowledge Zhang Han had told me in the past.

And Dong Yuefeng only felt his heart beating like crazy.

Today's experience is more exciting than his past decades.

And at this moment, Dong Yuefeng saw a man wearing a heavy armor slowly standing up among the living corpses left behind. It was more than two meters or three meters tall. The armor was extremely heavy and covered his entire body. It was a heavy cavalry that appeared briefly in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

For unknown reasons, this cavalry entered here wearing armor.

There was some kind of exotic animal's fur hanging around his waist as a decoration. Even after thousands of years, there was still a sense of luxury. Dong Yuefeng's head was stunned, and the knowledge he possessed allowed him to immediately judge the identity of the other party—

The generals under Shi Le, the royal family of Hou Zhao.

Is it the post-Zhao royal general who participated in Shihu's excavation of the emperor's tomb and died here? !

But the distance is more than two hundred steps, it should be too late.

Just as Dong Yuefeng was thinking about it, the cavalry general roared and suddenly raised his palm and grabbed the weapon next to him. It was an overall black spear, except that the blade was white. Obviously it was from an era. Famous weapon, he took a step forward, his arms raised amid the roar, and he violently threw this ink-colored spear.

The spear pierced through the air with a terrifying roar that made people's heart sinking, and went straight to Wei Yuan's heart.

And Wei Yuan is solving the mechanism on the stone wall.

As if he didn’t hear the whistling, he didn’t turn his head back at all. The sword was stuck on the side, and his hands quickly dismantled the mechanism. Everyone, everybody, has the instinct to defend against danger, and he would easily pick up the nearest one in case of an attack. Something about weapons, and his palm doesn't even have the instinct to touch the sword.

The other figure didn’t hesitate to turn around, facing Wei Yuan with his palm, grabbing a sword from the corpse soldier next to him, and slashing it heavily. The shadow of the spear was hit, and the direction was reversed. Penetrating into the wall, you can see the fierce power.

The corpse of the General Hou Zhao roared and pulled up a thick sword. It had already jumped up and killed it. Zhang Shaorong's palm was numb, unable to fight back, and Wei Yuan's palm had already pulled up the long sword and did not turn around. Because turning around would waste too much time, no anger, no open communication.

Just in that trance, as if to see the precarious Da Qin flag.

The long sword was held upside down, and without hesitation, the sword almost pierced straight out against Zhang Shaorong's waist.

The attacking enemy was stabbed.

Zhang Shaorong breathed back and exhausted all his strength. The weapon in his palm swept across and tore the cold light. The corpse general couldn't avoid it, so he jumped up abruptly, avoiding this heavy, overbearing, flawed crosscut. .

But at this time, Wei Yuan turned around abruptly, turning around and slashing hard.

The bright light ripped out by the horizontal cutting hadn't dissipated, it was broken up by heavy chopping, and the previous flaws disappeared at this moment, and there was no more vitality, and it turned into a step-by-step lore, and the living corpse was at a loss in the Wei Jin Under his gaze, the sword was slashing at himself.

Dong Yuefeng didn't know what to say.

He can recognize that this is not a set of swordsmanship.

But this seems to be another set of swordsmanship. When one of them slashes, the other will slash from bottom to top. One will attack the left side, and the other will instinctively attack the right side. Their moves are very compatible, as if Having experienced countless hardships of life and death, it will almost instinctively make up for the other party's flaws.

Like two tigers, or in other words, they were wolves running on the vast plains.

That is the creature that is best at coordinating, it is the beast that gathers together.

In the end, the two swords pierced the heavy armor of the general, and then staggered left and right, almost completely shattering the resurrected general.

The body's movements solidified, and fell to the sky.

In the silence, the mechanism was also opened. Wei Yuan and the three rushed into the mechanism door. Wei Yuan regained his senses and severely cut the mechanism, causing the mechanism to become necrotic. The gate smashed down, making a roaring sound, and also knocked those out. The inhumane who died and resurrected stopped behind the gate.

Dong Yuefeng only felt that his palm was trembling slightly because of his previous experience, Zhang Shaorong closed his eyes, with a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, while Wei Yuan put the sword in his sheath.

"A Yuan."

Zhang Shaorong sighed: "Why not defend?"

Wei Yuan replied: "With you, if I have to turn my head and face the attack, wouldn't it be an insult to you?"

Zhang Shaorong said: "...When did you find out?"

Wei Yuan looked at Zhang Shaorong and said:

"Zhang Shaorong, Zhang Shaorong... You are already so obvious, how can I not recognize it?"

? ? !

Dong Yuefeng murmured the name, but suddenly he thought of a piece of history in his mind. Zhang Han, Daqin’s last famous general, the character Shaorong, the scene before him made his heart tremble uncontrollably, reason made him doubt and reprimand, and emotions made him feel bad. He believed in his instinctive judgment.

Zhang Shaorong, or Zhang Shaorong sighed lowly, not knowing what to say.

Wei Yuan didn't know how to face this friend who had abandoned Da Qin before, and he was silent and asked, "...Where is your majesty?"

Zhang Han replied: "...After my remnant soul came back, I couldn't see your majesty again."

"Death is as old as the old, Your Majesty has fallen into a long sleep."

They would not use death to describe the departure of the king.

At this moment, Wei Yuan keenly heard the sound of fighting from the ground in front of him, his eyes sharpened, and he said:

"The next thing, we'll talk about it later on the road, let's go up."

"good!"

The three of them rushed up. In order to prevent Dong Yuefeng from being injured by the organs, Wei Yuan took the old man with the wind. While on the road, Zhang Han looked at the familiar scene on the left and right, and sighed complicatedly:

"I told you, A Yuan, I hope to lead soldiers to fight and become a famous general. There is no man in Daqin who doesn't want to win military exploits on the battlefield..."

"But General Wang Jian and General Meng Tian have said that I am not the kind of person who can become a general."

"I'm not convinced, my leader is not inferior to anyone in combat."

He laughed at himself:

"But, I learned later...I really don't fit to be a general."

"The real celebrities have to face not only the battlefield, but also the situation."

"Xiang Yu killed my fellow Daqin. At that time, I really wanted to fight it all at once, but there are still old Qin people left, what should they do? Am I taking them to die? Walking here, no one wants to die, or if we die in battle, let those who hate Da Qin to the bone, UU reading www.uukanshu.com to be the king of Da Qin..."

"It's just such hesitation. When I come back to my senses, I have been carried forward by that era. From that day on, I know that it is not Wu Anjun, not Wu Chenghou, or the kind that is qualified to change the world. The famous general of the situation is at best a man who can command the troops."

"I can fight on the battlefield, but I can't control the situation, or even be myself."

Zhang Han's eyes were blank for a moment, and then she laughed at herself: "This is just the self-talk of my own loser. I never wanted to abandon Da Qin, but the times will always sweep us ups and downs. That era... Cruelty, it always pushes everyone to where they least want to face it."

"However, at least this time, I can advance and retreat with you."

He tapped his palm lightly on his heart, smiled and whispered:

"Qi Yue Wuyi."

ps: The first one today...four thousand four hundred words.