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No... According to the time of this large tomb, I'm afraid that what lies in the coffin is a skeleton...

You can't think about it, you can't think about it... Qin Ke pinched himself hard, trying to get his thoughts back from those strange things.

And Abu was also terrified by what the man in the blue shirt said, and was about to ask carefully, but at this moment, another deep voice sounded in the cave: "The mausoleum has been in existence for hundreds of years, but the mechanism can still maintain its functioning." , Xuanwei has no choice but to respect the wisdom of the Mohist sages."

Qin Ke's heart tightened, how could he not recognize this voice?

The man in blue turned his head, and there was a sound of orderly footsteps not far from him.The torches burst out with strong light one by one in front of them, and it turned out to illuminate half of the cave. Qin Ke was so frightened that he rolled hard and moved closer inside again.

In the light of the fire, Wang Xuanwei's calm and somewhat murderous eyes were illuminated: "The few from Jingwu don't sleep in the inn late at night, but come to this dark and humid place, how elegant they are."

The man in the green shirt looked into those eyes, seemingly surprised, but soon, he folded his hands and performed a standard Confucian etiquette: "Mr. Wang."

Wang Xuan smiled sneeringly at Abu who was also bowing with Confucian etiquette, then turned his gaze to Gao Changgong who was holding a spear and just smiled, and finally turned his eyes back to the man in the green shirt: "It's been three years since we left Qingzhou, Mr. Zhuge, Are you all right?"

Qin Ke's heart trembled as he lay in the dark, and his breathing stopped for a moment.

Mr. Zhuge?

"Can you still move? Let's eat something first. My name is Zhuge Wolong, what's your name?" Qin Ke was in a trance for a while, remembering the hills full of refugees when he was young. He was hungry for three days and lay on a dry old tree. Next, there are countless dead people around, and a pack of dogs is feasting.

He who had already been unable to get up heard the words that pierced through his heart.

Chapter 9 Fluorescence

When he was five years old, Qin Ke's favorite thing to do was to run wildly in the fields, catching dragonflies or birds. At that time, his parents were still alive, and his elder brother would often knit grasshoppers for him, and his younger sister was still in her infancy. Although he was always crying, when he made a face, she would smile very cooperatively.

At that time, he felt that the sky was never bluer than it had ever been, and the river was so clear that he could see swimming fish. Although the annual taxes on the fields were so harsh that the family often had to go up the mountain to plan wild vegetables hungry, he instead I especially like this kind of time, every time he finds a few delicate mushrooms under the thick fallen leaves, it always makes him jump for joy.

until the war started.

The fields were turned into a wasteland by the raging war, and the clear river was also filled with bright red and ominous liquid because of the army fighting upstream.And his elder brother was forcibly conscripted as a soldier, and bad news came within a few months.

The family really couldn't get rid of the pot, so the parents could only carry the younger sister on their backs and drag him along the way to flee the famine. The refugees and bandits on the road looted the few noodles they had left, and before they had traveled thirty miles, the mother couldn't squeeze out any more. milk.

To this day, Qin Ke can still recall that night, when he was so hungry that he could barely open his eyes, he was woken up by his father, and a small bowl of meat was placed in front of him.He devoured it almost like a dog completely bereft of reason, not realizing that his sister was no longer in his mother's arms.

But even so, his parents still fell on the third day's journey. He wanted to guard his parents, so he fell into a drowsy sleep.

But an old man with abscesses all over his body held his hand at this time, saying that he would take him to continue fleeing famine.Although Qin Ke was only five years old, he immediately saw a fierce light in the old man's red eyes like wild wolves.

He ran away and got into the tide of wandering refugees all the way. At that time, he seemed to be tireless. He had no shoes on his feet, and the stones on the ground had worn his immature feet, but he still walked forward. It seems that he stubbornly wants to escape from the wasteland full of dead bodies, and even doesn't want to look back at the direction where his parents fell.

It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't dare.

He remembered the words his father said to him intermittently when he was dying.

"Live, keep going, live..."

He survived after all.

At that time, he was leaning against a collapsed earth wall, and several scrawny wild dogs had already gathered around him. After a short inspection, they all showed their sharp teeth.

There is a figure from far to near.

Seeing that figure, the wild dogs seemed to sense something in an instant, whimpering and running away with their tails between their legs, and the figure finally stood in front of him. At this time, he didn't even have the strength to speak, and his eyes were blurred. phantom.

The man stretched out his hand to him: "Come with me."

Afterwards, he followed the man to escape the flames of war, wandering while looking for shelter, until they came to Daoxiang Village, a small mountain village established by the refugees themselves, who lived there for ten years.

Sometimes, Qin Ke felt that all of this was like a dream. The man was obviously only 30 years old, how could he suddenly die of illness?

His father allowed him to live, and he lived a very good life. He even deliberately wanted to regard Master as his "second father", and he was already prepared in his heart to provide for Master in retirement.

But he lost again.

The tomb buried deep in memory was suddenly lifted open, and the phrase "Mr. Zhuge" was like a steel cone piercing deeply into his skull, causing him severe pain.

Lying on the rock with only a pair of eyes exposed, he stared at the man in the green shirt, but he was completely unaware that his fingernails had sunk into the crack of the rock due to force.

To Wang Xuanwei's question, the man in blue just smiled slightly, looked at the Mohist black cavalry holding torches all around, and asked, "Mr. Wang, what a big battle. My friend and I just couldn't sleep at night, so we went out for a walk. Never thought Mr. Wang and his subordinates would be so leisurely and elegant?"

Wang Xuan snorted slightly, and said in a neutral tone: "Come out for a walk? One is the prime minister of the affairs of Prime Minister Jing Wu, the other is the general who commands thousands of troops, and the other..." He looked at Abu, despite the darkness Among them, he couldn't see clearly, but after thinking for a while, he was sure that he didn't have this young man in his memory, he only regarded him as the follower of the man in green shirt, and continued, "The three of you are able to come from Jingjing just because you can't sleep. Walking here in Jianye City, the capital of Wu, has covered nearly [-] miles, how fast are you three walking?"

"Where is there." The man in the green shirt still smiled, "Mr. Wang came here from Jishang, the capital of the Mohist family. Isn't the distance between us similar to ours?"

"Zhuge Wanling!" Wang Xuan said in a slightly cold voice, "Don't play tricks with me, you should know that since I'm here, it's impossible for you to run amok in my Mo family's territory. You'd better be more aware of current affairs!"

Zhuge Wanling didn't speak, but the man beside him spoke lazily: "Well, this uncle, uh... no, your hair is all white, this old man, obviously you greeted us first, we I have to be polite to you in consideration of your face. Now you say that we are playing the front, isn't that an insult? After all, although this is your Mo family's land, there is no rule that we have to collect taxes when we walk on it, right? "

"Chang Gong." The green-clothed man felt a little helpless. This great general himself is good at everything, but it's never the right time to interrupt. "Mr. Wang is a highly respected senior of the Mohist family, and we should respect him."

The man waved his hand, and the stainless steel spear in his hand swayed with his movements. I don't know if the spear is too light or the man's strength is too strong. In his hand, the spear seems as light as a feather: "That's none of my business. I'm just a reckless man, and I don't understand the etiquette of your literati."

With a sound of "puchi", Abu covered his mouth with all his strength, but the laughter still escaped from between his fingers. He knew that his elder brother was born in a noble family, and his ancestors even had royal blood. Being able to memorize the Four Books and Five Classics back and forth when he was young, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a "reckless man" right?

Wang Xuan looked at the man with a sneer. He also knew Gao Changgong very well, knowing that Gao Changgong was just messing around: "I didn't know before, I never thought that General Gao Changgong has such eloquence."

Speaking of eloquence, in fact the subtext is naturally sophistry, and even, to understand a little deeper, this sentence is not intended to mock Gao Changgong as a general but is such a rascal.It's just that Gao Changgong didn't care, just shrugged: "Thank you for the compliment."

At this moment, even Qin Ke, who was mourning on the rock because of the man in green shirt named Zhuge Wanling, couldn't help but want to laugh.Just looking at Zhuge Wanling's figure, he still felt a little uncomfortable. Since his name was Zhuge Wanling, he thought he was just thinking wrong?

But no matter what, since his surname is Zhuge, and he has so many similarities with his master, he must have the same background, and they are even a family.

But Wang Xuanwei's next words made him shrink back suddenly, and buried himself in the darkness as much as possible.

I saw Wang Xuan raised his head slightly, looking at the rock wall, although the place could not be illuminated by the light of the torch, but he could feel that "Xuan Weizi" was calling to him.He sneered, only thinking that his estimation was correct, and said loudly: "This hidden friend, since you are here, why don't you come down and talk about it?"

Qin Ke was sweating profusely all over, where did his flaws show?The exercises he practiced were already good at concealment, and this boundless darkness made him even more powerful. If he was afraid, the only person he was afraid of was Gao Changgong below, who obviously had practiced martial arts to the bone.

In this world, practitioners are mostly divided into two types, one is the way of Taoism, and sees the nature clearly. Although the body may not be very strong, but the communication with the heaven and the earth allows them to have more special power than ordinary people. For example, wounding people with the power of thoughts or sharp weapons at a distance of ten zhang, while delivering wine and meat, Qin Ke secretly observed Wang Xuanwei. kind.

And the other kind is people like him and Gao Changgong who strengthen their foundation and cultivate their vitality, beat menstrual blood, and temper their muscles and bones. They have practiced to the extreme. Such people are not only strong and vigorous, but also have vigorous skin. Sometimes, it is more like an iron wall.

Such people often have horribly sensitive senses. If Qin Ke hadn't used kung fu to deliberately suppress the speed of his qi and blood, Gao Changgong would have reacted immediately below.

However, Wang Xuanwei didn't take this path, so how could he notice himself?Could it be that his peculiarity lies in perception?

Not knowing whether it was because of fear or because he didn't believe that Wang Xuanwei could really catch him, Qin Ke shrank back inside again, and his whole body was like a gecko clinging to the rock wall, calmly restraining his breath.

"It seems that I want to invite you out?" Wang Xuan asked slightly.

As he spoke, he gently flicked his sleeves.

Daoes of fluorescent light floated out of his sleeves, intertwining into a shimmering ribbon around his body.

The buzzing sound gradually amplified in the cave until it filled every space.

Chapter 10 Shield and Spear

Darkness can cover up some things, but it can also make other things more real and clear.Qin Ke could see clearly that this was not a belt of light at all, but countless dark golden beetles hovering around Wang Xuanwei.

Each of these beetles is no more than the size of a broad bean, but when they gather together, they seem to become solid in the dark, and when they disperse, it's like a group of fireflies rising in the entire cave and fireflies in the water. Blind light fish complement each other beautifully.

Qin Ke didn't know that these beetles were actually called Xuanweizi. They were the natal creatures cultivated by Wang Xuanwei himself and attached to his thoughts. He clearly felt that these beetles were not easy to mess with. Thinking of this, he held his breath and scratched at the rock wall with his fingers , wanting to change their position.

He believed that even if he was caught with some clues, with his concealment ability, he could still evade Wang Xuanwei's methods. Not without chance.

But the first one to strike was not Qin Ke, nor Wang Xuanwei, but Gao Changgong who had been standing beside Zhuge Wanling.

Wang Xuanwei had just summoned Xuanweizi, and his whole body and mind were under control.If one wanted to withdraw from Wang Xuanwei's presence, this moment was the best opportunity.

Standing sideways, Gao Changgong stroked the barrel of the seven-foot-seven-inch long stainless steel spear with one hand, and his slightly arched back made him look like a cat preparing to pounce on mice.

There are not too many decorations on the spear, but it is clean and simple. There is no gap from the tip of the spear to the tail of the spear, as if it was poured in one piece in the mold. It is precisely because of this integration that the spear is almost as good as a wooden pole. The tenacity of the spear.

This is his usual spear, the only spear in Jing Wu that can withstand his incomparable strength.

As his five fingers tightened one by one, the long spear that was originally as light as a feather in his hand became extremely heavy.

He smiled, and then exerted force with his right hand, pushing out the tip of the spear, and the deep murderous intent condensed on the tip of the spear was released in an instant.

Qin Ke couldn't describe that feeling.

In the cave, those buzzing sounds were lost in an instant. In his ears, there was only the roar like a tiger. This roar came from Gao Changgong's blood boiling instantly, and also from the whistling of the spear in his hand.Holding the fine steel spear in Gao Changgong's hands is like a poisonous dragon that has come to life, it cannot be controlled and does not need to be controlled at all.

Just a simple straight stab, the sharp spear forced Wang Xuanwei to retreat again and again, and the black knight who realized the situation threw away the torch in his hand and drew the knife forward with one hand, but he couldn't stop Gao Changgong's forward-moving spear at all.

What's more, a black knight held a knife in both hands and tried to seal the tip of the gun with the blade. It was just a collision, and the wrist bone of the black knight was broken. In the severe pain, his eyes darkened, and he looked up. Falling into the running water, there was a splash of water, and the blind lightfish fled in all directions.

And the saber, which was originally thick, had already been broken by this terrible impact.

Gao Changgong moved forward again, the defense line of the Black Cavalry was like paper in front of him, the spear did not retract, but was pushed again by the second force in his hand, pressing Wang Xuanwei to retreat, advancing again and again !

"Protect your lord!" The black knights never lacked in courage. To them, Wang Xuanwei was everything to them. Even if they sacrificed their lives, they couldn't let Wang Xuanwei take a frontal blow from this terrifying spear.

But Wang Xuan's face was gloomy, and he stretched out his hand and slapped away the black knight who was trying to block the spear with his body. Facing the spear, he didn't retreat again, but took a step forward. In the darkness, his pupils seemed to flicker With a dark golden light, as his eyes widened suddenly, several invisible forces erected barriers in front of him.

The spear still broke through these invisible barriers resolutely, and it could even be said that it was invincible. Every time it broke through, there was a loud sound of boulders cracking in the cave.The bats were so startled that they flew into the air again, but they didn't dare to approach the center of the conflict at all. When Gao Changgong broke through Wang Xuanwei's last barrier, the roars were already connected together, making people's eardrums ache.

After all, Wang Xuanwei retreated, but at the moment he retreated, the Xuanweizi flying around him gathered together like an army, and immediately cast a big shield in front of him!

Wang Xuanwei has raised Xuanweizi for many years. These Xuanweizi have gone through countless generations from birth to growth. Under the cultivation of secret methods, these Xuanweizi have already been as hard as iron stones. The shimmering light emitted from them is exactly Crystals formed because they ate gold and stone.

It was also because of this that Wang Xuanwei stared at the tip of the spear, seemingly without fear.

The spear collided with the big shield, and immediately dented the shield made of Xuanweizi.But after all, it didn't crash the first time.

"Fight of trapped beasts." Wang Xuanwei said gloomyly, behind him there were still large tracts of Xuanwei, and under his thoughts, these Xuanwei were buzzing loudly, like a cloud of unpredictable smoke in the firelight, Go to Gao Changgong!

Gao Changgong's face remained unchanged, and with a rotation of his whole body, the fine steel spear turned into a slap, and hit the shield suddenly.The power brought by the rotation was completely transmitted because of his superb gun skills, and under this power, the shield was also involuntarily knocked out.

And Gao Changgong opened his mouth and shouted loudly!

Qin Ke covered his ears, thinking of the sentence he had read in the book: "The God of War roared and shocked the whole world."

This is not just a description, but also a means of defeating the enemy when the physique is cultivated to a certain stage!

With his roar, the stalactites in the entire cave were trembling.And those Xuanwei sons were carefully cultivated by Wang Xuanwei for many years, but they could not wipe out their consciousness after all, and amidst such roars, they suddenly became a mess.

Wang Xuanwei's face was gloomy, he retreated again and again, while Gao Changgong triumphed all the way, advancing again and again, his blood was like climbing a building, one step at a time, when he took five steps forward, he seemed to be three feet taller!

Wang Xuanwei knew that it was not because his body really grew taller, but because his aura had affected his mind, and when the spear roared out again, he could no longer be confident that his Xuanwei could resist it.

The buzzing sound was loud again, but the whistling of the spear was even more terrifying. Before Xuanwei could build a strong enough barrier, they had been crushed by the spear and turned into gravel scattered around.

But Wang Xuanwei stood still!He shouted in a deep voice: "Gao Changgong! You can indeed break through us with your force, but can you keep them!"

Gao Changgong narrowed his eyes and turned his head. Zhuge Wanling and Abu were already surrounded by the black cavalry. The previous situation was too chaotic, and the black cavalry could not cooperate with each other for a while and exert their due strength.But now, the Mohist hand crossbows at their waists have been pulled out, and the arrows like fangs are pointing directly at the two of them.

Gao Changgong stopped, holding a spear in his hand and looking sharply: "I heard that the Mo family has always been upright, why are they using such low-handed methods now?"

"As long as you, the war god of Jingwu, can be restrained, so what if you use some unappealable methods?" Wang Xuanwei said gloomyly.

"I've forgotten that there are many schools of thought in Mohism, but you, Mr. Wang, come from a variety of backgrounds, but you never stick to formalities." Gao Changgong seemed helpless, and could only stand where he was, with a wry smile.

Wang Xuanwei looked at Gao Changgong, although he did not underestimate the strength of Gao Changgong, although he himself was not injured in this series of attacks, but the force on the spear was too strong, and it was unknown how many Xuanweizi were shocked to death on the spot.

There is a blood relationship between these Xuanweizi and his mind. The death of Xuanweizi still has some impact on his mind.

After all, it is Jingwu God of War, and he cannot be easily taken down at all.

Thinking of this, he was a little annoyed, and ordered: "Ding Mo, take his spear away."

Zuo Wei Ding Mo nodded, and put the crossbow back into his waist. Although he was an enemy, he still respected Gao Changgong's force, and said respectfully, "General."

Gao Changgong smiled, didn't say anything, just stretched out his hand lightly, and threw the spear over.

Ding Mo was about to reach out to pick it up, but he heard Wang Xuan behind him yell, "Be careful!"

Chapter 11 Please go ahead

Ding Mo was taken aback, but it was already too late.

He is Wang Xuanwei's left guard, and he is also a key disciple of the Mohist School. He not only has to be familiar with hundreds of classics on weekdays, but also has to practice martial arts assiduously, otherwise, he will not have the opportunity to enter the black knight.

, he could barely lift a stone lock of nearly a hundred catties, and by the day Ji Guan became an adult, he could already lift the big cooking cauldron called "Loyalty" off the ground in the general.A long spear, even if the whole body is made of fine steel, how heavy can it be?

When the fine steel spear fell into his hands, he felt that he was not holding a spear at all, but a mountain!

While staggering, he hastily changed from one hand to two hands, but he still couldn't stop the spear from falling. The knuckles of his hands became extremely pale under the intense force, and his forehead was even more pale from the tension. Big beads of sweat gushed out.

His eyes widened, and he shouted loudly, the veins in his arms bulged like horned dragons, and his knees suddenly pressed down, and he took a horse stance like the roots of an old tree. Raise this spear that is as heavy as a mountain!

Wang Xuanwei looked at Ding Mo, and said coldly: "Jingwu God of War's spear is filled with deep-sea sinking iron, and it can weigh up to three hundred catties. How can you easily hold it?"

"The subordinate is incompetent." Ding Mo apologized, and turned his head to look at Gao Changgong with more and more admiration.

A long gun weighs more than 300 kilograms, but Gao Changgong used the long gun as fast as electricity with only one hand. Before, he even saw Gao Changgong playing with the long gun alternately with his knuckles because he was bored. How powerful?

No wonder Wang Xuanwei slapped him away when he used his saber to defend against the spear. It wasn't because Wang Xuanwei was conceited that he didn't need his protection, but because he knew that if Gao Changgong wanted to break through, Ding Mo alone would be powerless to stop him.