Museum of Demons

It has been less than three years since the last time I left this vast land.

Everything changed dramatically.

Thirty-year-old Tie Yingrui Shiyuan rode a war horse, running anxiously on the land of Daqin. He didn't understand where the Daqin Ruishi went, why the first emperor died, and why Mr. Fusu Without succeeding to the throne, where did the famous general Meng Tian go?

In just three years, the land of Daqin has been dilapidated to this point, and wars are everywhere.

What happened in the thirteen years since he left the Central Plains?

The iron eagle fighters of the Black Ice Terrace are not only good at one-on-one fighting, intelligence investigation, and defense penetration are all qualities that must be mastered, so Yuan quickly learned about the current situation through different channels, and the princes of various countries are everywhere. , the land of Great Qin is constantly being lost, and now the princes of various countries have agreed with each other that the one who enters Guanzhong first will be the king?

For the old Qin people, this is almost a great shame.

Yuan drove his horse and galloped wildly, and the iron eagle and sword behind him clanked and roared.

He learned that when he was young, he and Zhang Han raised troops to fight against the princes, and planned to find Zhang Han. , What you saw along the road was actually the scene of the disaster year where the people were in dire straits, and some places were even empty.

Let the murderous intent in his heart become powerless.

The first emperor wanted to have one country under heaven, but now, the world is once again fighting with each other.

He is just an ordinary iron eagle sharp warrior.

I don't know the art of war, I don't know military politics, and I have been away from the Central Plains for more than ten years, and I only came back once in the middle. I have no foundation, and I am not a big family. In this chaos, what is the benefit of being alone? But the general trend of the world.

In the following chaotic times, ten years and decades of fighting on the battlefield, is it really a good thing for the common people? What the naked eye can see is nothing but pain.

In the end, it was Zhang Han who made Yuan stop and turned to Xiang Yu, who was regarded as King Yong.

He will lead 200,000 Qin troops to attack Qin in the opposite direction.

The choice of the same robe as a boy gave Yuan the final fatal blow.

Even the last chance to make a comeback and the shelter in this troubled world disappeared. Yuan was almost like a leaf of duckweed, ups and downs in this troubled world, but in the end he still ran towards Xianyang City, leaning on the road along the way. They hunted prey to satisfy their hunger, and if they saw broken soldiers and turbulent flow, they would draw their swords and scatter to prevent them from plundering ordinary people.

The dignified elite of Qin Heibingtai actually looked like a poor knight-errant who traveled to various countries a hundred years ago.

In August, Yuan was about to arrive in Xianyang City. Along the way, he saw a group of rogue bandits, armed with swords, surrounding several women, whistling and waving weapons, laughing and saying these unsavory pickles. Yuanben didn't want to care too much about the words, and it can be seen that there are children among them, and they still couldn't bear to leave, so they went out flattering:

Under the rule of the Great Qin Dynasty, if you dare to do this, aren't you afraid of the Lord Shang's law?

The leader of the gangster was startled by Yuan's horse and sword at first, but seeing that there was only one person coming, and he was only wearing civilian clothes, he felt relieved and said with a sneer, Qin Fa? Qin Fa, why, this is the way to see injustice and draw your sword to help?

Brother, if you have a crush on someone, just open your mouth, and when it's over, we can give you half and half.

After all, they looked at each other and laughed.

A murderous look overflowed from Yuan's eyebrows.

His expression was peaceful.

He clamped his legs under the horse's belly, and the war horse moved forward quietly.

And Iron Eagle Ruishi slowly pulled out the sword behind his back.

He is thirty years old.

So far, I have devoted myself to the battlefields of the six kingdoms, sheltered the majesty of the emperor, and for three years in the next ten years, I have fought in the ocean and beheaded the enemy in the outer domain. This is the time when the combination of physical strength and experience is the most perfect. At the peak, you will not advance aggressively because of lack of experience, nor will you make mistakes because of lack of physical strength.

He pats his horse, holds a sword, and has deep eyes.

The iron eagle on the hilt is accompanied by the tremor of the blade, as if it is flapping its wings to fight the sky.

Tie Ying was caught in the eyes of the rogues, and with the astonishment that emerged only belatedly at this moment, he immediately became terrified, and shouted: Tie Yingrui... Senhan's sword light cut through the rogues, mercilessly, easily Cut the throat, pierced the heart, and beheaded the life. The last gangster seemed to have nowhere to go, and charged at one of the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girls with red eyes.

Daqin's last sharp warrior patted the horse's back, turned over and landed.

The small Qin crossbow on the arm shot out.

It pierced through the gangster's heart, and blood spattered.

Yuan Yuan was quick, standing between the gangster and the little girl, covering up the bloody scene, never letting the gangster frighten the child, but this seemed to be just his wishful thinking. Not much turmoil.

The sharp soldier in commoner clothes and with the Great Qin War Sword on his waist bowed his head.

Seeing that pair of black pupils are quiet and pure, like a high wind hovering above the nine heavens.

……………………

Thank you General.

Although there were a few wrinkles in the corners of the eyes, she was extremely graceful and luxurious. The dignified woman smiled and thanked her, her expression was so calm that Yuan felt that even if he didn't take action, these gangsters would not be able to do anything to get this woman. Da Qin's army returned the salute and said, I can't be a general.

The woman smiled and said, But you have a strong fighting spirit.

Yuan didn't answer.

He went hunting and grilled food, and the youngest girl seemed very curious about him.

Always stare at him.

Yuan asked, What are you looking at? Is there something on my face?

He subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, but only felt the wrinkles on his face. He was slightly stunned, and then laughed at himself. Perhaps because he stepped on this familiar land, sometimes he still subconsciously felt that he was still When I was seventeen.

At that time, he was full of strength and courage, and looked at the world, like a tiger or leopard just born, and he didn't see the world in his eyes.

The little girl shook her head and said, Have we met?

Yuan laughed loudly and said:

Little girl, you are only thirteen or fourteen years old now. When you were born, I was away at sea. How could I have seen you?

He tore off the roasted rabbit leg and handed it over, took off the water bag, and gulped down.

The woman who claimed to be from the western mountains handed him a copper jug, which contained good wine. For some reason, Yuan instinctively sensed that the other party had no murderous intentions towards him.

Yuanben said that he could not be regarded as punishing the enemy, but he smelled of alcohol, so he simply took it.

The woman asked him with a smile, What does the general think of my appearance?

Surprised, Yuan crossed his legs on the ground, and replied: Yuan has lived for thirty years, and has seen many women, but none can be compared with Madam. Her appearance is dignified, and there is no other in the world.

The woman nodded with satisfaction, but then said: But some people think that I am just a tiger-toothed woman who is good at yelling and has fluffy hair and a hoopoe. She even wrote a book, which describes me like this gone.

Yuan couldn't help clapping his hands on his knees, and laughed loudly: Then he must be a blind man.

If I can see it, I should use my old fist to vent my anger for Madam.

The woman took a deep look at him, nodded in satisfaction, got up and left.

Yuan drank the wine in one gulp. The taste in it was as clear as morning dew, but it also had a rare connotation, as if it could even make the soul drunk, which made him feel a little peace in this chaotic world, and he patted his knees. , knocking on Qin Jian, with a hoarse voice, singing loudly:

No clothes? I'm in the same robe as my son. The king Yu Xingshi repaired my spear. I have the same hatred as my son!

Is there no clothes? I have the same water with my son. Wang Yu Xingshi, repair my spear and halberd. Work together with my son!

He sang, not very pleasant, but desolate, but the little girl with a pair of black eyes sat obediently on the stone next to him, looking at him quietly, as if she was still thinking about whether she had seen it before, and finally fell intoxicated In the past, I vaguely heard a call——

Jue, it's time to go.

Um.

Jue?

What a nice name...

Yuan fell into a deep sleep, and when he woke up, there was no one around, and the bonfire had already been extinguished.

A big drunk, hearty.

At least he knew what he was supposed to do.

It was very close to Xianyang City. He rushed to Xianyang City on horseback, and found his own home first, but the chains were already rusted, and he had not returned home for more than ten years. There are no children, wives and children, and the old mother and grandmother have passed away, just because they are still taken good care of in the end as the family members of Daqin Ruishi.

Yuan was silent for a long time, turned over and entered the wall of his own courtyard.

This familiar and unfamiliar place was swept away bit by bit.

He went to the original residence of the Black Ice Terrace, and even the dust has accumulated extremely thick. It is said that it was banned by Prime Minister Zhao Gao a year ago. Some of them followed Zhang Han, the current King Yong, and became King Yong's imperial guards.

Yuan, who was no longer young, closed his eyes.

It turned out that he was already the first and last Great Qin Ruishi of this era.

He stroked the iron eagle pattern on the hilt of the war sword, turned and left.

PS: Today's first update, 2,800 words, a little late~

Thank you for the apricot blossoms like a dream, thank you, Shan Hai Jing: Queen Mother of the West, leopard tail, tiger teeth, good whistle, fluffy hair and hoopoe.