39-Long Hair

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

Si Qingyan pulled the second battalion commander out of the ruins and carefully studied the surrounding earth 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 thought for a while and said.

"Light and dark? Light and shadow?" Xiao Xie frowned, but his face looked much better. Maybe his mother is sleeping soundly at this moment and nothing is wrong.

"Yes. The dark side is a reflection of the bright side. There are only dead objects in it, such as earth, wood, mountains, rocks, etc... Occasionally there are 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? Mirror Just do whatever the person in the mirror does, which means the dark side of your environment is normal. If the person in the mirror behaves differently than you do, it means there is something wrong with the dark side."

Si Qingyan explained while walking back.

Luo Junchen, Xiao Xie, and the second battalion commander followed him.

Soon, we arrived at Duanlong Mountain.

The big hole here is well-organized, 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 its prey to fall into its trap.

"Be careful."

Si Qingyan warned.

"Yes." Xiao Xie and Luo Junchen nodded simultaneously.

The second battalion commander just followed Xiao Xie blankly. Unfortunately, he was trapped inside during the collapse just now and his head was tilted.

Xiao Xie tried to straighten him twice, but to no avail, and could only leave 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 noise and it is lonely and quiet.

I'm most afraid of the sudden silence in the air.

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

Si Qingyan picked up an open notebook from the ground and started to read it.

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

"It is known that due to craftsmanship, the earlier the dynasty, the simpler the crafts in the tombs are."

"What is shocking is that this tomb is of grand size and has exquisite craftsmanship in its grave goods, including hundreds of bronze wares and thousands of jade wares... and the identity of the owner of the tomb does not exist in known historical records."

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

Its owner must have a bad ending.

"Prince Yundu of the late Shang Dynasty was brave and good at fighting. He used the power of totems to kill evil beasts and pacify ghost cities... He suffered an injury on the way back home and died of illness."

"The old ministry buried him near the river in the northernmost part of the country."

"Prince Yundu fought throughout his life and repelled countless foreign invaders of 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 was that entire period of history cut off?"

"Are ghosts real?"

The contents at the back of the notebook were covered in blood and could not be seen at all.

Prince Yundu?

No one has heard of it.

Si Qingyan used blood flames to illuminate the four walls, and as expected, he saw many murals. The brightly colored and beautiful murals quickly fade and fall off when exposed to light. Wherever Si Qingyan shines the light, the nearby murals will quickly become mottled.

The mural records the life and deeds of Prince Yundu.

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

He has been smart since he was a child, good at literature and martial arts. When he was eleven years old, he went out with the army and made great achievements in killing enemies.

It was different from the simple pictures Si Qingyan and Luo Junchen saw.

Countless memories appeared in Xiao Xie's mind.

When he was born, black birds soared around him and sang softly with joy...

When I was young, my parents taught me earnestly and looked at me proudly...

When I was young, I heard about the war and decided to go to the border...

Foreign tribes worshiped evil gods, and he could only rely on the power of totems to barely compete.

The black bird is the embodiment of auspiciousness. It can protect him, but it cannot bring him great power.

After fighting to the death again and again, he finally honed his sword skills that are unparalleled in the world.

With his mortal strength, he raised his butcher knife against the demons and monsters.

With one blade, all ghosts howl.

He pacified many areas where demons were infested, and his injuries became more and more serious.

After all, it got to the point where even Xuanniao couldn’t be saved...

Before he died on the battlefield, he passed away on his bed.

Xiao Xie held his head and felt that it almost exploded. He squatted down and gasped for air.

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

"Don't touch him for now, let him take a break."

Xiao Xie's body appeared with flickering blood. This appearance was a precursor to the awakening of the spirit body.

"Brother Xie is the Prince of Yundu?"

Luo Junchen looked amazed, then asked again:

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

"he."

Xiao Xie's spiritual light was blood red, and his murderous aura was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved. It could be seen that he had killed many creatures.

In terms of strength, Xiao Xie is miles ahead of Luo Junchen.

"At least we have a frank friendship. I wonder if Brother Xie will protect me in the future?"

Luo Junchen was a little uneasy.

What if Xiao Xie's temperament changes drastically after awakening, and he is suddenly beaten to relieve his anger, how terrible it would be...

"Maybe."

Si Qingyan looked around and found some bones with traces of them far back.

There are bite marks on it... Judging from the shape, it should be from a human bite.

Maybe this is the ancient tomb of the Yin and Shang Dynasties that Wei Sixian's mother once studied?

Are those bones left behind after her colleagues died?

This is the dark side, so it’s not surprising that Prince Yundu is buried here. At that time, there were more or less warlocks, so it was normal for them to come in.

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

Meeting by chance? Country legend?

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

"Um."

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

Things in the dark world are essentially the same, whether they are rocks or trees, they are all made of that energy. Visitors from the Ming World cannot eat the plants here, and a fierce war will definitely break out after eating the reserved food.

Such as the bite marks on the bones...

What happened is self-evident.

"Keep walking." Xiao Xie shook his heavy head, feeling that his thoughts were 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.

The mural suddenly began a new chapter after the death of Prince Yundu.

This time it’s Bai Qi, the God of Killing!

Xiao Xie still remembers his last thought before dying in his first life - he will die in battle in the next life.

Bai Qi, the God of Killing, is so famous that his enemies 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 who has no need for emotions.

Quietly walking among the ranks, rising in the streets.

Bai Qi joined the army as an insignificant Zuo Shuchang and gradually became a general and was granted the title of Lord Wu'an.

His sharp edge is sharp, like a sword drawn from its sheath, which is disturbing.

The King of Qin gave him a secret order to go to the mountains and slay the dragon.

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

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

Bai Qi's body is on the bright side, and Prince Yundu's body is on the dark side. The two are facing each other in secret, creating a strange connection.

"Is this also Brother Xie?" Luo Junchen was a little confused.

How dedicated is Xiao Xie to 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 stone road, but it suddenly changed.

"It seems like hair?"

Luo Junchen picked up one of the hairs and found that the hair was very long and the head could not be seen.

"I wonder what brand of hair growth agent was used? The effect is so good..."

"If I sell it to someone who grows hair, I will definitely make a fortune."

Luo Junchen walked along his hair and touched another stone chamber.

When I turned around, the entrance was gone.

Fortunately, Si Qingyan is also here.

"Brother Xie, will everything be okay?" Luo Junchen touched the sealed wall, feeling a little worried.

Si Qingyan kicked the extra wall, and the wall was torn apart. However, there was also an empty stone room opposite, not the one where Xiao Xie and I were staying before.

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

Seeing how easily Luo Junchen kicked him, he imitated Si Qingyan and kicked him flying——

Click!

It's the sound of broken bones...

Luo Junchen held his feet and howled.

"It hurts, it hurts..."

"Ah my jio..."

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

"The second battalion commander is still there, he will be fine." Si Qingyan did not notice any danger in the tomb for the time being.

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

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

Luo Junchen bent down and touched the instep of his feet, his heart bleeding.

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

"Much better." Luo Junchen limped and leaned on the bone stick, looking 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 slit at random, grabbed a large strand of hair, and rolled it forward crazily like loose yarn.

"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 painful.

This thing is just for wearing, do you need to pour shampoo when washing?

Shampoo is much more expensive than laundry detergent, which is not cost-effective.

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

"Wear it for Brother Xie. Now Brother Xie doesn't even have any pants."

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

"That makes sense."

Si Qingyan raised the heavy hair stick and knocked on the last wall.

It's still a sealed room, where is the source of the hair?

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

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

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

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

Luo Junchen changed the lyrics according to the situation.

"ah--"

Screams sounded from all directions.

Like a hysterical woman.

All the surrounding walls collapsed, and as far as the eye could see, there was only a sea of ​​fire.

This scream was very accurate, like a companion song that was perfectly picked up by the companion after singing to a certain level.

“Love has thousands of forms, and the reason for marriage is lovesickness.”

“Looking back, where are you? Spring is deep and no one knows.”

A sad and sorrowful female voice came from behind.

Si Qingyan looked back, and her expression suddenly became strange.

Luo Junchen laughed and covered his mouth in a hurry, but he couldn't help it...

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Tiptoeing among the ranks, rising among the fields. ——"On the Qin Dynasty"