As soon as Xu Sheng said this, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. What else was under the tombstone? It was naturally a grave.
It turns out that the tombstone is not a separate object, but a part of the whole. In this way, the Xu family's house is built on a tomb!
"This place was not originally called Nanjun. In its thousand-year history, it has been called Nandu." The strange man said in a deep voice, his eyes filled with emptiness.
Xu Sheng didn't know why the weirdo said such nonsense. After all, Nanjun was Nandu, it was almost common knowledge.
"About two thousand years ago, there was a dynasty called Daxu, and its territory was even more vast than it is today. The capital of that dynasty was in the southern capital, and it was also the last dynasty to have its capital here." The weirdo still said, as if
Reminiscing about the past.
Xu Sheng saw only deep fear in his eyes. That was two thousand years ago. What kind of past could a weirdo have at that time? Could it be that he has lived for more than two thousand years!
Xu Sheng suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and finally managed to stabilize his body, calm down his mind, and listened to the strange man's long sighs.
"The Daxu Dynasty was so powerful that the palace alone occupied 5,000 acres of land, and the houses alone had more than 13,000 rooms. It was so prosperous and vast that it was like a heavenly palace. There seemed to be great writers writing poems at that time
Praise, how do you say that poem?" The weirdo slowly closed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then chanted emotionally:
Where to find magnificence?
There are thousands of people in Daxu Palace.
All the sapphire is used for masonry,
There are heavy clouds on the golden eaves.
Dotted with pearls, the road is restored,
The bright star shines in the morning.
The palace people were combing the surroundings for a while,
It can make Lingjiang drain away from its beauty.
What a poem!
Xu Sheng almost drank out regardless of the situation.
"It is indeed a good poem." The weirdo seemed to be able to guess what Xu Sheng was thinking, and looked at him deeply, and then said: "It's a pity that the palace is turned into dust, the people in the palace are turned into ashes, and everything is gone. That is the envy of the world
The eternal prosperity that was praised has finally been buried in the earth after thousands of years, trampled under our feet by you and me."
"You mean, this is... the palace city of the Daxu Dynasty back then!?" Xu Sheng was stunned, covering his mouth and pointing directly at the ground.
"Of course." The weirdo nodded, and then said: "To be more precise, this is the mass grave where the corpses were buried when the Daxu Dynasty was destroyed."
"What?!" Xu Sheng was shaken. He took two steps back and said in a trembling voice, "Why did the Xu family build their house on a mass grave?"
"I asked them to do this." The weirdo turned around slowly, raised his head, and seemed to be looking up at the starry sky. But the sky was chaotic and there was nothing.
He just watched silently, Xu Sheng was unable to say a word due to the depressing atmosphere around him.
"wait"
After a long time, the weirdo said two words, then slowly turned around, staring directly at Xu Sheng with a pair of eyes. Those eyes were hollow and sinister, which made Xu Sheng's heart tremble.
"It's a pity it's not you." The weirdo looked at it for a while, struggled to force out a scary smile, and then said: "But you are still of some use."
"What's...what's the use?" Xu Sheng asked tremblingly. The strange man had already brought his face closer, his pale face looking as cold as death.
"What are you going to do?"
"Reaching out" without any explanation, the weirdo pulled Xu Sheng's right hand, and his sharp fingertips were like sharp daggers, instantly cutting his finger, and a trace of blood flowed out instantly.
"Come here!" the weird man shouted. With great strength, he led Xu Sheng straight to the tombstone. He gritted his teeth and pressed Xu Sheng's bleeding middle finger hard on the tombstone.
An electric shock-like feeling instantly spread throughout Xu Sheng's body, and at the same time, a heart-wrenching coldness surged from nowhere and intensified his tremors.
The tombstone was shaking violently, and the moon-white light was looming, as if it was about to erupt in the next moment.
"How dare you!" The weirdo glared angrily, his aura suddenly rising, exuding endless coercion. Visible to the naked eye, the white light of the moon faded little by little, and finally not a single trace remained.
"Ha! Ha! Ha! -" The weird man kept laughing, and his voice was like a ghost's howl, stiff and harsh.
"I wish you a sweet dream tonight, ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!" The weirdo laughed again, and then he was like a ghost, his body was light and airy, and he gradually disappeared into the darkness.
.....
The electric shock feeling slowly disappeared, and Xu Sheng's mind also returned to calm.
"Damn it" he gritted his teeth, feeling that he was being controlled tightly and being played between the palms of his hands, with no power to resist.
He glared angrily and stared at the tombstone. After a long time, only a helpless smile remained.
No matter how hard the catfish on the chopping board rolled and struggled, it could not escape the fate of being chopped by a knife. Moreover, Xu Sheng knew that to the behemoth Xu family, he might not be as good as the catfish on the chopping board.
Full of grief and indignation, Xu Sheng had no choice but to drag heavy steps and walk into his small courtyard with difficulty. He was exhausted both physically and mentally, so he closed the quilt and fell asleep without even changing his clothes.
Once I fell asleep, I slept for a long time.
It was so bright that it was blinding. To be honest, Xu Sheng had not seen such a light for a long time. In his memory, the following days were always dim.
There was nothing all around. The earth was pale, and so was the sky. There was no sound at all. It was so quiet that the only thing Xu Sheng could hear was his own heartbeat.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
In the tense and strange atmosphere, his heartbeat became rapid and rhythmic.
Xu Sheng only felt depressed and faintly nauseated.
Darkness makes people dull and unbearable, but the same is true when light reaches its extreme.
It was so dull that Xu Sheng felt as if he had been thrown into the water and couldn't breathe smoothly. He wanted to take a big breath, but he couldn't find the energy. He wanted to shout, but the words couldn't come out.
What is this place? Why am I here? Is there anyone?
There are thousands of questions in Xu Sheng's mind, but they are difficult to express. He has too many questions, but no one can answer them for him.
what to do?
Xu Sheng's head was extremely dizzy, his steps were staggering, and his heart was at a loss. His brain was surging, and hundreds of thoughts could come out in one moment, but all the thoughts disappeared in the next moment. There was no choice but to do it, he couldn't help it.
He walked forward, as if being pulled by something, step by step.
In the deepest part of the Xu family's forbidden area, which is secretive, dark and boundless, the strange man with short stature and handsome face is lowering his head. In front of him is a spring. If you look carefully, the spring water is strange dark green.
The scene in the water is not the figure of a weirdo, but Xu Sheng at this time.
"Impossible, why is there nothing?" The weirdo's face was filled with disbelief. His eyebrows were furrowed, a gash was opened on his forehead, and a blood-red eye was spinning.
Xu Sheng's situation at this moment has never appeared in the weird man's long memory. The tombstone is "psychic". No matter who it is, as long as the blood collides with it, he will definitely "interact" with the tombstone, and then see two thousand years ago.
, the incomplete scene left over from the Daxu Dynasty.
And those scenes are exactly what the weirdo thinks about day and night and desperately wants to see.
According to the weirdo's many years of research and exploration, he has already mastered a certain pattern.
As an "almost perfect fake" in his eyes, Xu Sheng naturally had high hopes for him, but the current situation made him extremely disappointed.
"Alas!"
Suddenly the weirdo screamed, and his three eyes widened at the same time, focusing on the same place.
At the same time, Xu Sheng, who had been traveling in the "pale world" for a long time, suddenly cheered up and looked at a looming black spot in the distance.
A glimmer of light in the dark night is, in a sense, just like a black dot in this "endless white night". Not only light, but also darkness can also attract attention and give people hope at certain times.
With a trace of curiosity and vague expectation, Xu Sheng unconsciously speeded up his pace. The three eyes of the weirdo followed his footsteps closely, showing an eager light.
The weirdo looked calm on the surface, but he was very excited inside. He had a hunch that this time was different from the past.