Taoist fast crossing

"The world has two sides, light and dark, and here should be the dark side."

Si Qingyan pulled the Second Battalion Commander out of the ruins and carefully studied the surrounding soil and rocks.

All made of a strange energy...

It's not Yin Qi, but somewhat similar.

"Let's go back through the hole we came in, and come out again, maybe we can return to the bright side." Si Qingyan said after a little thought.

"Light and dark? Light and shadow?" Xiao Xie frowned, but his complexion improved a lot.Maybe his mother is sleeping soundly at this moment, nothing happened.

"Well. The dark side is the reflection of the bright side. There are only dead things in it, such as earth, trees, mountains and rocks... Occasionally, there will be some ghosts hiding in it. The mirror can project the outline of the dark side. When you look in the mirror, what do you do? The person in the mirror does what he does, which means that the dark side corresponding to the environment you are in is normal. If the actions of the person in the mirror are inconsistent with yours, it means that the dark side is different.”

Si Qingyan explained while walking back.

Luo Junchen, Xiaoxie, and the second battalion commander followed behind him.

Soon, they arrived at Broken Dragon Mountain.

The big hole here is neat and tidy, which is different from the previous one that was knocked out by the green dragon.

The cave was pitch black, like a giant beast with its mouth wide open, waiting for the prey to throw itself into the net.

"Be careful."

Si Qingyan warned.

"En." Xiao Xie and Luo Junchen nodded in unison.

The Second Battalion Commander just followed Xiao Xie blankly. Unfortunately, when the collapse happened just now, he was trapped inside and his head was tilted.

Xiao Xie wanted to straighten him, tried twice, but to no avail, he could only make him crooked like this.

Although the moon here is the same as the moon outside, and the wind is exactly the same, there is no trace of noise, and it is lonely and lonely.

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

Unlike the dragon corpse hidden in the belly of Duanlong Mountain, the cave is a serious ancient tomb, which has been developed and protected by the predecessors.Along the way, several people saw many archaeological tools left behind.

Si Qingyan picked up an open notebook from the ground, and began to flip through it.

"This is an ancient tomb from the Yin and Shang Dynasties. The cross-shaped tomb with four tomb passages represents the highest status of the tomb owner."

"As we all know, due to craftsmanship, the earlier the dynasty, the simpler the crafts in the tombs."

"What is shocking is that this tomb is magnificent in size and the funeral objects are exquisite in craftsmanship. There are hundreds of bronze wares and thousands of jade wares among them... and the identity of the owner of the tomb does not exist in the known historical records."

The yellowed notebook ink has faded, and blood splatters are faintly visible.

Its owner must have had a bad ending.

"Yundu, the crown prince of the late Shang Dynasty, was brave and good at fighting. He borrowed the power of the totem to kill the evil beasts and pacify the ghost city... On the way back to the country, he suffered from injuries and died of illness."

"The old ministry buried him near the northernmost river in the land."

"Prince Yundu has fought all his life and repelled countless aliens who invaded Shangdu. Even if he sleeps forever, his heroic spirit will continue to protect merchants from ghosts."

"Did the new emperor deliberately erase his achievements, or that period of history was completely truncated?"

"Ghosts, do they really exist?"

The content on the back of the notebook was covered in blood, making it impossible to see clearly.

Prince Yundu?

No one has ever heard of it.

Si Qingyan illuminated the walls with blood flames, and as expected, he saw many murals.The brightly colored and beautiful murals will quickly fade and fall off after being illuminated by light. Wherever Si Qingyan shines, the nearby murals will quickly become mottled.

The murals record the life story of Prince Yundu.

When Yundu was born, a vision came from the sky, and the mysterious bird circled the beam for three days without stopping.

Since he was a child, he was smart and capable of both literature and martial arts. At the age of 11, he went out with the army and made great achievements in beating the enemy.

It is different from Si Qingyan and Luo Junchen seeing the simple picture.

Countless memories appeared in Xiao Xie's mind.

When he was born, the black bird soared and sang joyfully around him...

When I was young, my parents taught me earnestly, and my proud eyes...

When I was young, I heard that the war broke out, and I insisted on going to the frontier...

He could only rely on the power of the totem to resist the alien race offering sacrifices to the evil god.

Xuanniao is the incarnation of auspiciousness, which can bless him, but cannot bring him great power.

Fighting life and death again and again, and finally sharpened the unparalleled sword technique in the world.

With the strength of a mortal, he raised his butcher knife to the demons and ghosts.

Once the blade is opened, all ghosts will cry.

He pacified many demon-infested areas, and his injuries became more and more serious.

In the end, it got to the point where even Xuanniao couldn't save her...

If he didn't die on the battlefield, he died on the sick bed.

Xiao Xie hugged his head, only to feel that his head was about to explode, and squatted down halfway, gasping for breath.

The second battalion commander squatted down with difficulty, very concerned.

"Don't touch him for now, let him slow down."

The flickering bloody light appeared on Xiao Xie's body. This appearance was a sign of the awakening of the spirit body.

"Brother Xie is this Prince Yundu?"

Luo Junchen looked amazed, then asked again:

"Master, am I better or is he better?"

"he."

Xiao Xie's aura is blood-red, and its murderous aura is extremely heavy, so strong that it cannot be melted away, it can be seen that it has killed many creatures.

In terms of strength, Xiao Xie is far behind Luo Junchen.

"Anyway, we are all honest friends. I wonder if Brother Xie will cover me in the future?"

Luo Junchen was a little apprehensive.

What if Xiao Xie's temperament changed drastically after awakening, and he suddenly gave him a hammer to relieve his anger, how terrible it would be...

"Maybe."

Si Qingyan looked around and found some bones with long traces.

There are bite marks on it... Judging from the shape, it should be bitten by humans.

Perhaps this is the Yin Shang ancient tomb that Wei Sixian's mother had studied?

Are those bones left behind after her colleagues died?

This is the dark side, it is not surprising that Prince Yundu was buried here.At that time, there were more or less warlocks, and it was normal to be able to come in.

How did the members of the Yin Shang archaeological team get in?

By chance?Country legend?

"Did someone die here before?" Luo Junchen was a little timid.

"Ah."

Si Qingyan was very sure that all members of the archaeological team trapped here were dead.

Everything in the dark world is essentially the same, whether it is a stone or a tree, they are all made of that kind of energy.Visitors from the Ming world cannot eat the plants here, and fierce wars will definitely break out after eating the food reserves.

like bite marks on bones...

What happened is self-evident.

"Go on." Xiao Xie shook his heavy head, feeling a little confused.

He is Emperor Yundu, the crown prince of the Shang Dynasty, and Xie Dajun, a criminal policeman who came out of Longtou Village.

After Prince Yundu died of illness, the mural suddenly started a new chapter.

This time it's killing the gods in vain!

Xiao Xie still remembered the last thought before his death in the first life - he would die in battle in the next life.

The god of killing is white, with a great reputation, making the enemy gnash their teeth with hatred.

In this life, Xiao Xie is just a sharp blade in the hands of a superior.

He is a general with no feelings.

Tiptoe among the ranks, rise among the rice paddies.

Bai Qi became the chief general step by step from the insignificant Zuo Shuchang in the army, and was named Wu'an Lord.

He showed his sharpness like a sharp sword out of its sheath, which was disturbing.

The King of Qin issued a secret order ordering him to go to the mountains to kill dragons.

Bai Qi dragged his sick body to face Qinglong, chopped the Qinglong's reverse scale, and died of exhaustion.

He died here together with Qinglong, and his bones have weathered over the long years.

Bai Qi's corpse is on the bright side, and Prince Yundu's corpse is on the dark side, and the two face each other in secret, giving birth to a strange connection.

"Is this Brother Xie too?" Jiang Yao was a little confused.

How persistent is Xiao Xie in serving the country...

"What's on the ground?" Si Qingyan felt that something was wrong under her feet.

Dark and slippery.

When I first walked in, it was still a cobblestone road, but it suddenly changed.

"Looks like hair?"

Luo Junchen picked up one of them, and found that the hair was so long that he couldn't see the head.

"I don't know what brand of hair restorer is used here? The effect is so good..."

"If it's sold to someone with long hair, I'll definitely get a fortune."

Luo Junchen walked along the hair, and found another stone room.

When I turned around, the entrance was gone.

Fortunately, Si Qingyan is also here.

"Brother Xie will be okay?" Luo Junchen felt a little worried as he touched the sealed wall.

Si Qingyan kicked at the extra wall, the wall was torn apart, but the opposite was also an empty stone room, not the one that Xiao Xie was with before.

Si Qingyan kicked another wall, but still didn't see Xiao Xie.

Luo Junchen saw that he was kicking so easily, so he imitated Si Qingyan and kicked up——

click!

It's the sound of a broken bone...

Luo Junchen held his feet and howled.

"It hurts..."

"Ah my jio..."

Si Qingyan made up for Luo Junchen's side, and the wall collapsed again, and Xiao Xie was not seen this time.

"The Second Battalion Commander is still there, he will be fine." Si Qingyan didn't find any danger in the tomb for the time being.

Some low-level ghosts met Xiao Xie and just delivered food.

"Yeah...Master...my jio seems to be broken..."

Luo Junchen bent down, touched his instep, his heart was bleeding.

"Lean on it." Si Qingyan picked up a bone stick and handed it to Luo Junchen.

"It's much better." Luo Junchen limped on the bone stick and looked around.

"Wait a minute." Si Qingyan picked up a slightly shorter bone stick and began to curl the hair on the ground.

He cut a random slit, grabbed a large strand of hair, and rolled it wildly forward like loose wool.

"Master, what are you doing with this? Are you selling it for money?"

Luo Junchen also found a bone stick and began to curl his hair.

"Go back and knit a sweater for you to wear." Si Qingyan glanced at him with a very gentle expression.

"Does this have any special function?" Luo Junchen was a little distressed.

It’s fine to wear it on your body, do you need to pour shampoo when you wash it?

Shampoo is much more expensive than laundry detergent, which is not worth it.

"I don't know." Si Qingyan had curled half a meter thick, and most of the hair on the ground was missing.

"Give it to Brother Xie, now Brother Xie doesn't even have any underpants."

Luo Junchen thought about it, and felt that Xiao Xie needed it more.

"Makes sense."

Si Qingyan held up a heavy hair stick and knocked on the last wall.

Still a sealed room, where exactly is the source of the hair?

"If you peel my heart layer by layer, you will find, you will be surprised..."

Luo Junchen followed Si Qingyan with a bone stick and started humming.

Si Qingyan put her hand on the hair on the ground, and suddenly lit the fire.

"My enthusiasm is like a fire, burning the whole desert!"

Luo Junchen changed the lyrics according to the situation.

"what--"

Screaming rang out from all directions.

Like a hysterical woman.

All the surrounding walls have collapsed, and as far as the eye can see, there is only a sea of ​​fire left.

This scream was in place, like singing to a certain level, and the partner followed it up flawlessly.

"There are thousands of kinds of love, and the knot becomes lovesickness."

"Looking back, where is the king, people in Chunshen don't know."

A mournful female voice came from behind.

Si Qingyan looked back, her expression suddenly became strange.

Luo Junchen burst out laughing, and hurriedly covered his mouth, but he couldn't help it anymore...