Museum of Demons

There was a dead silence, only the unknown water falling on the bricks and stones made a quiet sound.

The pitch-black tunnel exudes a rich cold air that has been accumulated for more than two thousand years.

Even Wei Yuan felt a chill lingering around him, not to mention Dong Yuefeng, who was just an ordinary person, he was supporting the old professor whose face was pale due to severe fright with one hand, and his kung fu was running , filled the old man's body with inner energy, pushing away the cold feeling.

The other hand was holding Zhang Shaorong who fell down in a panic, and put him on the ground.

Just now, Wei Yuan poured his inner energy into him, and felt that he was really just an ordinary person.

Zhang Shaorong's face was a little pale, but his breathing was still steady. He took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight function. The cold dimming of modern technology illuminates the road ahead. The brick wall with a bronze color has a cold texture, while the ground Wei Yuan frowned slightly when he saw something on the Internet.

Dong Yuefeng's body trembled uncontrollably.

Because they saw that in the tunnel at the bottom of the mechanism, there were corpses lying everywhere. They were wearing armors of different standards, holding weapons tightly in their hands. .

It's the tomb robbers who once entered the imperial mausoleum.

Dong Yuefeng opened his mouth, and he slowly regained his composure. His knowledge of history also played its due role at this time. The old man said: This is the Red Eyebrow Army of Xinmang period. This, this should be from the Wei and Jin period. Armor, Shihu of Later Zhao once excavated the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

This one should be the Huang Chao Army from the Tang Dynasty.

When autumn comes and September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom.

The fragrance of the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor.

yellow nest.

Dong Yuefeng said in a low voice: It's just that these armors are already rare ancient relics, but why, after so long, their corpses should have turned into bones long ago, and they are still intact... This is unscientific.

Maybe it's the influence of the array in the agency.

Wei Yuan added: It's not scientific, but it's fantasy.

Dong Yuefeng was dumbfounded.

Wei Yuan looked calm, and after making a joke, he exhaled and said:

Staying here is not an option. I just read it. There is no way to go back to the agencies here, but the agencies of the Mo family, even Qin Mo, more or less follow the concept of non-attack. This should not be a deadly formation. Let's move forward. There should be an exit ahead.

Dong Yuefeng hesitated, and said: Why not die?

Zhang Shaorong replied: Death is like life. This is modeled after Xianyang City. The roads in Xianyang City are connected to each other, so it is impossible to create an absolute dead end here, which will also block the flow of Qi. In the theory of Yin and Yang , is an absolute taboo.

His voice paused, and he said, The emperor's mausoleum is supervised by Prime Minister Li Si.

It doesn't matter how he behaves, at least there is no problem with his knowledge.

But Qin Mo is arrogant and arrogant, but he respects his own school more than anyone else.

Zhang Shaorong and Wei Yuan's explanation made Dong Yuefeng calm down a bit, but he also had a little doubt in his heart. These two young people who didn't look old seemed to know more about the emperor's mausoleum than he did.

Wei Yuan said, Let's go, Professor Dong, be careful where you step.

In such a dangerous situation, Wei Yuan's voice was calmer and gentler than before. Perhaps it was the background of the illusion around him, which made Dong Yuefeng feel at ease. They moved forward cautiously, because of Wei Yuan's cautiousness and Zhang Shaorong's Knowledge, they did not encounter too many organs.

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

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

Wei Yuan's skill is enough to resist.

If it is the agency in front of the imperial mausoleum in the inner city, even Wei Yuan cannot guarantee it.

But even so, he could still feel numbness in the palm holding the sword, which was enough to show that even though he had been asleep for more than two thousand or two hundred years, the mechanisms made by Qin Mo back then still possessed extremely terrifying penetration force.

Hu people dare not go south and herd horses.

Scholars dare not bend their bows and complain.

That's the Age of Gods...

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

Wang Li, the Wang family, three generations of grandparents, were all famous generals of the Great Qin Dynasty.

I don't know how long they walked, Wei Yuan's footsteps paused slightly, Zhang Shaorong also blocked Dong Yuefeng's sight, the old man followed the two of them, and did not lower his head to take a look until halfway, at this moment, even if it was already The old professor who had experienced a lot felt a chill spread from his feet, and his skin got goosebumps all at once.

Corpses, I don't know how many corpses!

All fell here, and the corpses here were far more than those just seen.

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

The originally pale blue masonry walls, until now, are glowing black, which is the trace left after the blood has solidified over the years.

Dong Yuefeng could almost imagine that these soldiers broke through the previous mechanism, came here, and after relaxing their minds, they were killed by a more ruthless mechanism. Their armors were twisted, and some of their bodies were squeezed into a ball.

Wei Yuan's expression was solemn, he pulled the sword out of its scabbard, held the sword in his right hand, raised his left hand to block the two people behind him, and walked forward slowly, 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.

All he can do now is to prevent himself from being a drag.

Quietly moving forward, but just when they were about to walk out of the tunnel, suddenly there was a clear and crisp sound of clicking. At this moment, the sound was so stiff and tense that it made the heart tense for an instant, Wei Yuan's expression A change.

The surrounding walls suddenly changed, and with a low voice, the bricks and stones with icy tones seemed to be resurrected, pushing towards the middle, trying to squeeze them into a ball.

This is an institution of the Age of Gods, even though it is simple, its power can be called terrifying.

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

Wei Yuan's complexion changed, he grabbed Dong Yuefeng's arm and rushed forward, and the corpse that had just fallen on the ground, driven by some unknown force, stood up by himself, holding their weapons in their hands, and let out a silent roar , rushed towards Wei Yuan.

The sword in Wei Yuan's hand cut horizontally.

Without using sword energy, pure strength, he broke the weapon horizontally, cut it into the armor, and then directly knocked away the surrounding corpses with his shoulder. Wei Yuan quickly figured out the reason. This is the emperor's tomb, so it must be Connecting the leylines, in a sense, this place is almost pure, a treasure land where zombies are born.

It really deserves to be the mausoleum of the Age of Gods.

A bunch of veterans with thousands of years of experience froze.

The leather was so tough that Wei Yuan's sword could feel the obvious dullness, and it couldn't be cut with a single blow.

The mechanism was activated because of where these corpses touched. These tomb robbers who died under the mechanism, under the trend of resentment, wanted to let the people who entered die here in the same way, just like water ghosts would Like pulling people into the water, this is pure hatred and resentment, pure and incomparable.

Wei Yuan rushed to the front wall.

In his mind, he crazily recalled the organ knowledge that Zhang Han had told him in the past.

But Dong Yuefeng only felt his heart beating wildly.

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

And at this moment, Dong Yuefeng saw a man wearing a heavy armor standing up slowly among the living corpses left behind. The armor was extremely thick and covered the entire body. It was a heavy armored cavalry that briefly appeared in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

For some unknown reason, the cavalry entered here wearing armor.

There is a fur of some kind of strange beast hanging around his waist as a decoration. Even after thousands of years, there is still a sense of luxury. Dong Yuefeng's head is in a daze. The knowledge he has made him immediately judge the identity of the other party——

A general under Shi Le's command, 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 there are still more than two hundred steps away, so it should be too late.

While Dong Yuefeng was thinking this way, the cavalry general let out a roar, suddenly raised his palm, and grabbed the weapon next to him. It was a long spear with black color as a whole, but the blade was white, which obviously belonged to an era. Mingqi, he took a step forward, raised his arms amidst a roar, and threw the black long spear with all his might.

The spear pierced through the air and let out a terrifying roar that made people's hearts sink, and it went straight to Wei Yuan's heart.

And Wei Yuan was unscrambling the mechanism on the stone wall.

As if he didn't hear the whistle, he didn't look back at all, the sword was inserted upside down, and his hands quickly disassembled the mechanism. Everyone, everyone has the instinct to defend against danger. weapons, and his palm didn't even have the instinct to touch a sword.

And the other figure turned around without hesitation, turned its back to Wei Yuan, snatched a sword from the corpse soldier next to it with the palm of its hand, and slashed down heavily. Pierced into the wall, you can see the fierceness of its power.

The corpse of General Hou Zhao roared angrily, pulled out a heavy saber, and jumped up to kill him. Zhang Shaorong's palm was numb and unable to fight back, while Wei Yuan's palm had already drawn out the long sword, and he didn't turn around. Because turning around would waste too much time, there is no shouting, no communication.

It's just that in that trance, I seemed to see the fluttering Daqin battle flag in front of my eyes.

Holding the long sword upside down, without hesitation, the sword almost sticks to Zhang Shaorong's waist and stabs straight out.

Attacking enemies are stabbed.

Zhang Shaorong breathed out, exhausted all his strength, and the weapon in his palm swept across, tearing at the cold light. The corpse general couldn't dodge it, so he jumped up suddenly, avoiding this heavy and domineering horizontal cut with many loopholes. .

But at this moment, Wei Yuan turned around abruptly and slashed hard.

Before the bright light torn out by the horizontal cut dissipated, it was scattered by heavy slashes, and the previous flaws dissipated at this moment, and there was no more vitality, and it turned into a lore every step of the way. Under his gaze, the sword was slashing at him.

Dong Yuefeng didn't know what to say.

He could tell that this was not a set of sword skills.

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 incomparable, as if After countless trials and tribulations of life and death, he will almost instinctively make up for the opponent's flaws.

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

That is the creature that is best at cooperating, and it is a beast that gathers.

In the end, the two swords pierced through the thick armor of the general, and then staggered left and right, almost completely smashing the revived general.

The corpse's movements froze, and it fell on its back.

In the midst of silence, the mechanism was also opened, and the three of Wei Yuan rushed into the door of the mechanism. Wei Yuan returned to his senses with a sword, and severed the mechanism, causing the mechanism to be necrotic. Dead and Awakened' Inhumans stand behind the gate.

Dong Yuefeng only felt his palms tremble slightly because of the previous experience, Zhang Shaorong closed his eyes, with a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth, and Wei Yuan put the sword in his hand back into its sheath.

A Yuan.

Zhang Shaorong sighed, Why didn't you defend yourself?

Wei Yuan replied, Wouldn't it be an insult to you if I had to turn around and face the attack with you around?

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

Wei Yuan stared at Zhang Shaorong and said:

Zhang Shaorong, Zhang Shaorong...you are so obvious, how could I not recognize you?

? ? !

Dong Yuefeng muttered the name, but suddenly thought of a piece of history in his mind, Zhang Han, the last famous general of the Great Qin Dynasty, nicknamed Shaorong, the scene in front of him made him tremble uncontrollably, his reason made him doubt and reprimand, while his emotions made him He trusted 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 betrayed Daqin, he was silent for a while, and asked, ... Where is Your Majesty?

Zhang Han replied: ...After my remnant soul came back, I couldn't see Your Majesty again.

As dead as before, His Majesty has fallen into a long sleep.

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

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

The next thing will be discussed later on the road, let's go up.

good!

The three of them rushed to the top. In order to prevent Dong Yuefeng from being hurt by the authorities here, Wei Yuan took the old man with him in a way of controlling the wind. On the way, Zhang Han looked at the familiar scenes on the left and right, and sighed complicatedly:

I told you, A Yuan, I hope to be able to lead troops in battle and become an unrivaled famous general. There is no man in my Daqin who doesn't want to fight for 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 great general.

I am not convinced, my leadership is not inferior to anyone.

He laughed at himself:

However, I realized later... I'm really not suitable to be a general.

A real famous general has to face not only the battlefield, but also the situation.

Xiang Yu murdered my Daqin comrades. At that time, I really wanted to fight, but there were still old Qin people left. What should they do? Should I take them to die? After ten thousand deaths Walking here, no one wants to die, or if we die in battle, we want those who hate Daqin to be the king of Daqin...

It's just this kind of hesitation. When I came back to my senses, I was dragged forward by that era. From that day on, I knew that it was not Wu Anjun, Wu Chenghou, or the kind who could change the world. The famous general of the situation is at best a person who can command troops.”

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

Zhang Han's eyes were blank for a moment, and then he laughed at himself: This is just the soliloquy of myself, a loser. I never want to turn my back on Daqin, but the times will always sweep us ups and downs. That era... It's brutal and always pushes everyone where they least want to be.

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

He tapped his heart lightly with his palm, and whispered with a smile:

It's called no clothes.

PS: Today's first update... 4,400 words.