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Chapter 109: Mass Graves (1)

The moment it turned around, Jiang Xian suddenly threw the Linglong Tong and rolled downwards. The moment the Linglong Dice rang out for the first time, he pulled Lin Ruoxue and ran up without hesitation.

Like dancing on the tip of a knife, the two of them had their hearts in their throats. They had to be fast and their voices were soft. No one dared to look back. At the same time, the tentacles on the top of the locust's head swayed as it slowly turned around.

Then he suddenly opened his wings and rushed towards Linglong Dice's position with a roar. The force was so strong that it even raised a cloud of sand and fog on the spot.

Rushing to the corner as fast as possible, the two of them pressed their backs tightly against the wall. In just a few meters, they felt that their muscles were sore and sore. Three seconds later, Jiang Xian cautiously stuck his head out, but at this moment, above him again,

Three bomber-like sounds passed through!

Buzz buzz! Three locusts rushed towards Linglong Dice like crazy, and in an instant, they surrounded the steps. Jiang Xian swallowed secretly, quietly retracted his head, and held his breath.

The clicking sound of the second hand can be heard in the air. The feeling of seconds passing like years makes the anxiety spread silently. Every organ in the body seems to be pinched by the god of death, and no one dares to beat randomly. Five minutes... ten minutes...

A full twenty minutes passed, and the sound of flapping wings like a bomber sounded again. After another ten minutes, Jiang Xian let out a long sigh of relief, and stuck his head out to take a look quietly.

Except for a few scratches, there was nothing on the steps.

"What on earth is this?" Before he could relax, Lin Ruoxue pinched the corner of his clothes: "Nuclear radiation? Mutation? You know that, right?"

I have to say that when a man hides something from her, a woman's intuition is very sharp and terrifying.

Jiang Xian sighed: "I will tell you when the time is right. But not now."

Lin Ruoxue didn't ask any more questions, and the two of them walked down quietly. The distance of fifty meters was not long, and soon, everything below appeared clearly before their eyes.

And as it became clearer and clearer, the feeling of shock became stronger and stronger. At the bottom of the underground palace, there is a magnificent building complex of the Han Dynasty! It doesn't know how long it has been sleeping here, and the surface is covered with dust. It covers an area of ​​about 100 meters.

The main body is a typical Western Han Dynasty tower-style building. Totem stone pillars tens of meters high guard the building complex in a very rhythmic position. In the center, there is a sculpture of a horse stepping on a Xiongnu.

With this building complex as the center, there are neatly arranged sculptures in all directions. On each sculpture, there is a faint green fire. Under the beating of the fire, the large relief sculptures on the flat ground are reflected, and the light and shadow are reflected.

The interlacing and darkness make this underground palace even more strange and mysterious.

Like the entrance to the underworld.

Bones are hung on the totem pole one by one, and the bones of who knows what they are. Occasionally, the wind blows, and the collision sounds are heard. The wind even passes through the bones, forming a wailing sound like the dead. Many bones tremble with the wind.

, like a group of ghosts whimpering, and fierce ghosts traveling.

"This is the ancestral hall." Jiang Xian looked at it carefully for a few seconds and suddenly said.

"Are you sure?" Lin Ruoxue frowned.

Jiang Xian stared at the sculpture for a long time, and then said in a deep voice: "I'm sure it's an ancestral hall. The relief on the ground is the East Prince and the West Queen Mother. This is the main deity believed in in the Han Dynasty. The tombs in the Han Dynasty used this to refer to the deceased entering the two gods.

In this kingdom, you will enjoy eternal peace and happiness.”

"Its construction method is also a cantilevered hilltop style composed of cornerstones, left and right side walls and the main body. However... this ancestral hall is much larger than ordinary ancestral halls. Such large ancestral halls are usually for thousand-year-old families like the Five Surnames and Seven Wangs.

They only built it because they had too many ancestors to sacrifice. But..."

Lin Ruoxue continued thoughtfully: "The Huo family is only three generations old, so why build such a big ancestral hall?"

Jiang Xian nodded and pointed downward: "And look, there are probably tens of thousands of sculptures around here, and they are all lit with flames. From our perspective, what do you think these flames form?"

Lin Ruoxue looked carefully and saw that the sculptures below were very regular. After a few seconds, her eyes flashed and she whispered: "The lotus... they... formed a fire lotus!"

Lotus... Lotus again!

There are three floors in total, each with twelve tiles. It covers an area of ​​hundreds of meters! If it weren’t for the faint green fire burning, it would be magnificent and vast. But now, it is like the Temple of Hell, and the Naihe Bridge looks like a group of ghosts standing there, making people

The hair on the sweat stands on end.

Jiang Xian gently stroked the railing with his fingers and pondered: "Here comes the question. The one who can enter the Huo family ancestral hall and enjoy the incense forever must be Huo Qubing. The name of the champion is so resounding, but... what does Lotus have to do with him?"

If the Huns are not destroyed, why should they be home?

The appearance of this legendary general has nothing to do with romance. The lotus flower does not match him at all. In ancient times, especially in the Qin, Han and Tang dynasties, Zhou rites had not completely declined, and only sacrifices to the Rong were the only major events in the world. The level of sacrifice was extremely high.

Regardless of the venue, specifications, or procedures, everything is extremely particular. It is completely different from the modern times of hanging a few tomb floats and clicking on the firecrackers to complete the ceremony.

Even if you put the wrong things, you will be dragged out and beaten to death. In the important place of the ancestral hall, the lotus will never appear without warning. But now, it happened to appear.

Just like Lu Bu's hairpin, it is extremely unmatched.

"Be careful." No one could give an answer. Jiang Xian stood up, took a few deep breaths, and headed down.

"Down here...I'm afraid there's a whole other world."

Ten minutes later, they finally stood in the square outside the ancestral hall. Jiang Xian looked around vigilantly. There were countless sculptures, green fire rising, and a ghostly atmosphere. He stretched out his hand to stop Lin Ruoxue who was about to walk forward, and took out three exquisite dice.

With a flick of his finger, he flew to three different directions.

Even if it was their first time to cooperate, the two had a terrifying tacit understanding. The moment the exquisite dice flew out, Lin Ruoxue immediately closed her eyes, and the sound was like waves, clearly transmitted to her eardrums.

Dong Dong——! The exquisite dice flew towards both sides, and soon the sound of collision was heard. At this moment, Lin Ruoxue frowned and raised her eyes to look at the place of collision.

"It's not gold and jade, it's not copper or iron." Lin Ruoxue said doubtfully: "I have never heard such a collision sound. These sculptures...the material is a bit weird."

Jiang Xian nodded and walked over solemnly, guarding Lin Ruoxue behind him. The distance of a hundred meters was not far, and soon they came to the sculpture at the front. The moment they saw the sculpture clearly, the two of them just

I felt a chill rush to my head and couldn't help but gasp.

That's not a sculpture.

But people... people from the Gaoshan tribe!

His whole body showed a black color, and he was still wearing national costumes from two thousand years ago. The clothes seemed to be wrapped in a layer of silver. His facial features were all sewn together with a thread, and a wick came out of his mouth. The top of the wick,

The blue-colored will-o'-the-wisp is dancing.

"Sky lanterns..." Jiang Xiandu felt his skin explode. He raised his head in shock and looked at the endless sea of ​​fire lotus that spread hundreds of meters: "The Gaoshan people... were lit up with sky lanterns here?"

Lin Ruoxue stared at the corpse for a long time before she stretched out her hand tremblingly, as if she wanted to touch the other person's clothes. However, Jiang Xian pulled her back and said with a trembling voice: "This is mercury

corpse."

"Seal all their acupoints with mercury. Fill their stomachs with corpse oil, block their anuses, and let the human body form a container to draw out the wick. The corpse oil will not be destroyed for thousands of years without external influence. This...

…How many people were killed at that time?”

The wind blew from nowhere, causing the bones on the totem pole to jingle, and the will-o'-the-wisps to dance in unison, as if countless dead people had turned their heads and looked directly at them.

Lin Ruoxue held Jiang Xian's hand tightly, her palms covered with cold sweat. She took a deep breath several times, gritted her teeth and said, "Didn't I say before that you might see some incredible things down there?"

Jiang Xian looked at the other party in disbelief: "You know..."

Lin Ruoxue shook her head and interrupted him: "I don't know what's down here, but I remembered another thing."

"Do you remember...the three hundred years when Minyue disappeared? There is no record in history!"

Jiang Xian nodded.

"You said at the time, why is there no record of such a huge project in history? Because it will definitely require a lot of effort. I made a guess at that time...perhaps it is not that there is no record, but that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty built a plank road secretly to Chencang."

She looked directly into Jiang Xian's eyes: "Don't forget, the Minyue at that time were no different from savages in the eyes of the Han culture in the Central Plains. Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty ordered the Minyue to move to the Central Plains, but who escorted so many people?

,How to move? Will it not cause riots?"

"If I were Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, the best thing to do would be to issue this so-called 'benevolent policy' in the Central Plains. Then tell the people who led the escort to send them all here. This is Wancheng, near Luoyang, the eastern capital. People saw Emperor Wu

The benevolent government - a large number of Minyue people entered Yuzhou. But you can't see...where he sent these Minyue people."

A perfect explanation... Jiang Xian did not refute. Instead, he stared at the surroundings for a long time before saying: "The number of people is wrong."

"There were more than 100,000 people in Fujian and Yue at that time. I'm afraid this number is at most 20,000. Where are the other people?"

No one can answer this question.

After a long silence, Lin Ruoxue looked at the ancestral hall: "Maybe it can give us the answer."

Jiang Xian did not object. Among the thousands of corpses, the two of them walked cautiously toward the ancestral hall. Soon, they arrived in front of the ancestral hall.

Too much time has passed here, and the wood has become rotten. With a slight push, the two doors collapsed to the ground, raising dust all over the ground.

"This is..." When they appeared inside the ancestral hall, Jiang Xian and Lin Ruoxue were stunned. What they saw in front of them made them feel incredible!

In the ancestral hall, there are two human-high corpse incense sticks on both sides, and in the center of the corpse incense, there is a luxurious offering table. But... what is enshrined on the offering table is not a tablet, but a statue.

This statue is not Huo Qubing, but... a child of about ten years old!

He is dressed luxuriously and has a lifelike appearance. He looks like a rich man at first glance, but... no matter who he is, Huo Qubing must be honored in the Huo family's ancestral hall! There is only a statue of the child here!

"What the hell is going on?" Lin Ruoxue was stunned, her mouth slightly opened, and she spoke in disbelief.

This kid, they just met!

On the stone tablet of the Golden Palace above, this child is standing next to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty!
Chapter completed!
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