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Stepping on a red lotus boat, sailing across the Wuyou River;

It was dark in the mausoleum, and the light brought by the oil lamp could barely see. The mass of flesh and blood wriggled and made a slight "puff" sound.

Zhou Tan's dagger was splashed sticky, he pulled it back and kicked over the egg-like thing with the tip of his shoe.

Most of the things growing in the catacombs were of strange shapes, and he didn't look at them carefully, and strode forward with the lamp in his hand.

The sound of the underground river came from a distance. The flowing water rubbed against the rocks, and the dead leaves swirled on the water surface.

Although the full picture of Botou Mohua's teachings is unknown, according to the information, the supreme one is the true Buddha.

The true Buddha came to the world, stepped on a red lotus boat, sailed across the Wuyou River, and looked for mortals who could speak for him on the other side.

If this is their lair and their shrine, there should be no altars and statues. The murals on both sides are faintly visible in the lights, depicting the twists and turns of the true Buddha's coming to the world.

Zhou Tan didn't bother to read the old-fashioned story of saving the common people. He ignored the neatly arranged headless statues on both sides, and another cast iron gate stood silently at the end of the corridor.

The car from the Ordnance Department could not be pushed in, and Ahutai pushed the door with a rope tied to it, and did not move at all.The organ looked decayed, and the iron keyhole seemed to be blocked.

Too old.

Brute force couldn't solve it, Zhou Tan turned his head and groped up and down. According to the usual practice, there should be a mechanism hidden on the gate. With a "click", a small iron plate stuck out, and the whole tomb shook.

"Where is Red Lotus going?"

There is only such a small word chiseled on the iron plate, but there is actually a complete map on the iron plate, from north to south, all the state capitals are available.

This question is simple and not simple, no one from the confidential place followed, the information can only be based on memory, the hour glass hanging on the side of the iron plate has started to flow, obviously it means timing.

Zhou Tan didn't want to know what would happen after the blood-red cinnabar drained. His fingertips lingered on the "Dongzhou" on the dial for a while, then turned to stare at Ahutai.

"What are you looking at me for?" The person being stared at had a naive look on his face, and spread his hands: "Just press No."

Where is Honglian going? What should be asked is where the first group of believers scattered and went.

Although there are many Dongzhou believers, it may not be their first stop. The hourglass is flowing, Zhou Tan is silent, and his fingertips are in mid-air, recalling the complicated information he has read in the past.

The closest to Jieqiao is Changzhou. To Dongzhou, you must pass through Changzhou first. These people must have traveled from north to south at first. Where did they go?

Xuerongchun, Zhou Tan suddenly remembered Xuerongchun, the earliest Xuerongchun garden was built in the capital of Changzhou!

He pressed his finger, and the door opened with a bang, and it was still another deep corridor.

The further down he went, the darker it became. Zhou Tan could barely see the road spreading under his feet. The oil lamp kept shaking in the thin air, which was a sign of dying that was about to go out.

The smell of cinnabar is getting stronger and stronger, and even the walls are covered with a layer of sticky cinnabar. Why would someone transport so much cinnabar from Nanjun, and then dump it in the depths of the unknown mountains? Where, who is buried in this mausoleum, or... what?

There was a faint light in front, and Zhou Tan and his party were walking along the curved dark river. There was a rotten canoe in the dark river. It seemed that the red rope was still tied to the small boat. Even after such a long time, they could still see that The bright color of the red rope, it is tied with a nameplate and hung on the boat, like the jade plaque hanging the family crest in Yujing City, Nanjun.

Crest, crest!Zhou Tan picked up the rotten nameplate with a knife, and the writing on it was still vaguely visible. He scraped off the rust and read it carefully. It turned out to be the engraved list of tributes, and the tributes... were living people.

"May my true Buddha bless you, for the friendship between frost and fog, for the sake of worry-free."

Zhou Tan pressed his eyebrows slightly, and the familiar sense of absurdity once again flooded his heart. There was nothing special about the turn of frost and mist. It was just the rumored time when the true Buddha crossed the Wuyou River. Only people with such birthdays are more likely to become popular. A mortal met by Lian Xiaozhou.

A mortal enters the divine ship and ascends to the sky in one step.This group of people might feel that those living people who are unwilling to die are willing living sacrifices.

The murals on both sides were finally seen through, Zhou Tan let out a breath, and kept flicking the knife in his hand.

The pig iron coffin was still placed on the side of the boat. According to the traces, it can be seen that the sacrifice at that time was placed in a coffin after being removed from the boat.

The coffin was made of East China Sea iron. Several palm-length iron nails were nailed to the surface of the coffin, and then a thick layer of cinnabar was applied before being pushed deep into the tunnel.

I don't know how many times this kind of sacrifice was carried out until it was interrupted and the coffin was thrown halfway. Even some believers had no time to escape. Zhou Tan pointed to the debris beside the coffin: "Here, bones."

Yellow and white bones piled up for an unknown distance, and along the road were dead believers, their bones were stained with cinnabar traces, like red lotuses blooming all over.

Some bones are even intertwined, in an uncannily intimate position, inseparable, waiting together for the day when they will be reduced to ashes.

Zhou Tan almost tripped over a bone, he looked around, still puzzled.The believers obviously came to offer sacrifices, so how could they die here in groups?

The resentment almost seems to have substance, entangled in the wind endlessly.

Their teachings have never been written and spread. This sect seems to control everything. The converts are far more devout than others. They are so devout... their hands are covered with their own and other people's blood.

Suicide?

It's not like, some bones clearly show signs of struggle, and most of the bones at the entrance of the passage are facing the direction of the light at the entrance of the cave, and they should be running away to survive.

fight?

Impossible, the two internal factions fighting, will die so completely.

Zhou Tan pinched his nose, irritated by the smell, and finally pinched a fragrant handkerchief and hung it on his face hypocritically, carefully looking through the unfortunate corpses that fell on the ground.

The cause of death is so strange and "colorful", Zhou Tan picked and picked under the strange eyes of others, and at the same time exclaimed: "There are still traces of swords and swords."

There were traces of swords and swords on the bones, and it seemed that the injuries were serious.Some bones have traces of poisonous hair, and purple-black spots emerge on the surface of the bones.

It is poisonous and has swords. What earth-shattering event happened underground? Even if some lives would wither without anyone knowing during the war, but so many lives disappeared together, but the secrets were kept sealed for a long time. This seems to mean that ...

Almost all of them died at that moment.Even if there are still people who know the truth, they will never open their mouths and tell the slightest connection.

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At Yanshan Pass, the sound of galloping war horses resounded in all directions.The small flags conveying the military situation on the watchtower kept flying, and the green flags were replaced by red ones and kept waving. The signal clearly indicated that it was an enemy attack.

"It's finally here." Saiduo said, her face was not surprised, not even fluctuating.The knife in his hand swayed casually, supporting his armored body.

Grassland grabbing and water source grabbing caused troubles every year. Fighting and killing continued. She looked at the series of running low horses from a distance and said, "Build the wall."

The iron wall cast by the Ordnance Department remained motionless, just separating the horses running on the mountain plain from the outposts of the central tent. Behind the iron wall was a taller city wall building, which was being built against the mountain.

This barrier seems to be impenetrable. Most of the previous conflicts occurred on the border on a small scale, because the Ministry of Poor Hair knew that there were no fat and strong horses and warriors. Grab a few sheep, and then walk away amidst the whistling sound resounding all over the place, the friction is too small to breed a war.

Now that they are coming straight to the city wall of the mountain pass, they are full of confidence.

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon..." Sai Siduo said, "Come on."

The war horses and the leather-wrapped warriors slammed into the city wall, but they didn't make any further movements. They lined up silently, like a black snake under the city wall.

The people on the city wall held their breath and focused their attention, the longbows in their hands were fully drawn, but just as they came quietly, this group of vanguard soldiers retreated silently, without even the slightest intention of invading.

This action was repeated more than ten times during the day, coming, not making a sound, retreating, and coming again.

The sky was dark and gray, covering the mountain where tens of thousands of lives had been buried with a layer of silence, heavy and depressing.

Still biting her lip, Sesto felt that this seemingly peaceful behavior was not normal. This group of coyotes, who were so hungry and crazy, wanted the lush pastures and uninterrupted water within the pass more than anyone else.

The sound of the horn came faintly from a distance, she stretched the golden bow on her shoulders, and put her arms in mid-air, pointing straight to the depths of the ice field at the end of the sky.

The horses led the soldiers to sprint over again, stopped on the ground, and retreated as if the tide was ebbing again.

The black clouds pressing down on the city receded and gathered again, and the archers on the city wall couldn't figure it out. Small flags kept flying, and the red signifying enemy attack and the green signifying peace kept alternating.

"It's too fast..." Saiduo said, "All the flag bearers upstairs stop."

Gritting her teeth, she groped her chest for a long time, and found a tiny piece of colored glaze.

With a sound of "click", the glazed piece stuck into an arm-long copper rod. It was a thousand miles produced in Nanjun. It was a good thing for the children of the aristocratic family to enjoy the scenery. Although it can't be seen thousands of miles away, look farther away is no problem.

"Come again." She said, jumping up to the top of the wall.Zhou Tan threw her countless novelty toys, and it seemed that all of them could come in handy.

The longbow was fully drawn, shining like broken gold.She wasn't wearing red armor, but she was still an eye-catching target. No arrows shot at her, and the arm holding the bow was full of veins.

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