Walking to a mountain ridge, he held up a flashlight to shine forward.
Only then did he realize that he had walked into a huge depression before he knew it.
Rainwater pools in the pits.
Swept away by the light, it looks like a wild pond in the mountains. M..
He glanced forward intently.
Suddenly.
Chen Yao keenly noticed that there seemed to be something inserted into the ground in the water not far away.
He ran over quickly.
Bending down, he pulled the thing out of the mud.
Cleaned again carefully.
Only then did I realize...it turned out to be a horse nail.
It's just that it's rusted so badly that it's hard to recognize it at once.
This thing is the landmine on the ancient battlefield.
Buried in the ground.
The soldiers galloped past the horses, the iron nails pierced the horseshoes, and the people turned on their backs, tearing a hole in the battle line in an instant.
But why does this place have this?
Chen Yao grabbed the horse nail, clamped the flashlight under his arm, then pulled out the map, and looked at it by the light.
"Is this Yangtianwa?"
Chapter 82 The second live broadcast starts
"There is a depression in the south of Dingjun Mountain."
"That place is even more evil. Even if it is broad daylight, it will be gloomy and cold all over."
"Legend, that's where Marquis Wu stationed his troops."
"In that battle, the sky was dark and the earth was dark. There were people killing people, and blood flowed into rivers. The place was said to be a depression in the sky, and that was a mass grave of bones."
Holding the cold horse nail, the voice of the teahouse storyteller seemed to echo in Chen Yao's ears.
No wonder. .
Before getting close, I felt a strong sense of depression.
Those are the ghosts of countless soldiers.
Chen Yao pulled Mingming's collar which was not tight at all, but he felt uncomfortable all over, and there seemed to be a gloom under his chest.
Call ~
He took a few deep breaths.
He let out another long breath.
Then, he threw out the horse nail in his hand, and quickly passed through the Yangtian depression without further delay.
From the previous map, there is a vast fertile field at the southern foot of Yangtianwa, covering an area of tens of acres, with almost no end in sight at a glance.
Wait for Chen Yao to pass through the depression.
When he walked out of a dense forest again.
It soon became apparent that the front was empty.
Dingjun Mountain has been closed for many years, and outsiders are prohibited from entering the mountain to hunt. This also leads to dense ancient trees and deep forests in the mountain, as if entering a virgin forest.
From what he saw along the way, Chen Yao could also see that there were dense forests and shrubs everywhere.
But in the large open space in front of him, there is almost no grass growing, not even a single old tree can be seen.
Bright light pierces the darkness.
Suddenly.
His gaze narrowed slightly.
On that large fertile field, there seemed to be several piles of rocks standing upright.
Under the night, it looks like a few wooden giant figures from a distance.
The pile of stones was extremely messy and seemingly disorderly, but looking at it, Chen Yao vaguely saw an astonishing aura soaring into the sky.
"Eight Arrays!"
"This is Wuhouping."
Seeing that scene, Chen Yao's heart skipped a beat.
At the same time, I remembered a record in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.
Back then, in order to avenge Guan Yu, Liu Bei led an army of 70 to conquer Soochow, but Lu Xun burned his battalion for [-] miles and was defeated in the first battle.
Liu Bei had no choice but to flee to Baidi City with his remnants.
When Lu Xun was chasing, he strayed into the stone formation that Zhuge Liang had set up in advance.
Tens of thousands of people were trapped in it, and people were turned on their backs, causing countless casualties.
When describing this story in the book, it is said that Lu Xun saw a murderous aura rising to the sky from a long distance, and when he came closer, he saw that there were eight or nine piles of rocks by the river, and there were no horses.
Afterwards, find the local people to ask.
Only then did I know that when Zhuge Liang entered Sichuan, he drove his troops here, took stones and lined up on the beach. Since then, there has always been a cloud of energy rising from within.
Usually, when Chen Yao saw this passage, he always felt that Luo Guanzhong used exaggerated embellishments.
Tens of thousands of horses can be planted in a few piles of stones.
Isn't that a joke?
If one person stomped his feet, the pile of stones might collapse.
But after he joined the Dao Dou Xing and saw those organ dungeons, he knew that these were not false rumors, let alone rumors.
Zhuge Liang can be regarded as the master figure of Qimen Dunjia.
After thousands of years, there are very few people who can compare with him.
All of them are geniuses and extraordinary talents.
What's more, the Eight Arrays is Zhuge Liang's painstaking work, even Lu Xun, it is difficult to break through.
now.
After a lapse of 2000 years.
The Sri Lankan man has passed away, but those stone piles have withstood countless winds and rains, but they are still like the most loyal soldiers.
Stick to the will to the death, and stay here forever.
Rao Chen Yao couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional for a moment.
But more dignified.
Just the Eight Formation Diagram that Zhuge Liang left in his haste back then is so amazing, so what will happen in the ancient tomb where he was buried?
After a long silence.
Looking at the time, it has been a long time since the departure.
Chen Yao didn't dare to delay any longer, and quickly bypassed the eight formations.
Stride all the way in the mountains and forests.
After half an hour.
He finally stopped again.
In the vast night, Chen Yao stood on a hill.
There are still seven or eight roads around, and the terrain is surrounded like a dragon, and further away, there are mountain ridges, peaks, slopes and low hills around.
It is the entrance of the rumored tomb of Marquis Wu.
But even so, he didn't dare to be careless, quietly took out an evil-breaking talisman, hid it in the palm of his hand, and then walked deep into the mountain ridge.
After walking forward for tens of meters, Chen Yao suddenly saw an ancient building standing in front of him.
In the night, it looks like a ghost yamen in folklore.
This place is surrounded by dense forests, and it is difficult for ordinary people to enter, but such a large ancient temple is built, which really makes people have to be extremely cautious.
With a flashlight on, he didn't realize until he got closer that it was a large temple with three courtyards connected side by side.
It must have been a long time since no one came.
The ancient temple is deep and dark.
Surrounded by a wall outside, the ancient trees in the courtyard are towering, the treetops are like crowns, and the sound of dripping rain can be heard from time to time.
As for the temple hall, it is also extremely decayed and dilapidated.
Many places have collapsed.
Unknown shrubs broke through the ground from the base of the wall.
Chen Yao looked around, and he could roughly see that this big temple should have been built in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, but it can be traced back to the Tang and Song Dynasties at first.
It seems reasonable to think about it.
According to folklore, when Zhuge Liang was dying, he wrote a suicide note and ordered the soldiers in the army to put him in the coffin after his death.
Then he carried the coffin down to the south, and the place where the ropes were broken was his burial place.
The Kingdom of Shu was already weak and weak, and its national strength was exhausted during successive years of war. In addition to his will, it was impossible to build such an ancient temple for him.
It should be descendants who found this place from ancient books or rumors.
This ancestral hall was built for him.
Thinking of this, instead of being surprised at all, Chen Yao fell into a deep sense of worry.
It is almost impossible for anyone to discover where the bar is broken and the rope is rotten.
But building an ancient temple here is tantamount to setting a target.
After 2000, who knows if there are tomb robbers who have come here and robbed the ancient tombs, it is already a filter bucket.
If so.
Then this trip is almost tantamount to nothing.
"Ding, the host triggers the location of Marquis Wu's tomb, and the mission starts. Please start the broadcast as soon as possible."
Just when he hesitated.
Suddenly, a system prompt sounded in his mind.
Hear that movement.
The trace of hesitation on Chen Yao's face disappeared instantly.
There was only a strong surprise left.
Now that the system has released the task, it means that it is definitely the tomb of Marquis Wu, and it should not have been looted.
After all, Zhuge Liang and other gods who counted 500 years.
How can there be no arrangement after death.
Looking at the large ancient temple under the night, covering an area of more than ten acres, Chen Yao even guessed that maybe before his death, Zhuge Liang had already started to build the mausoleum secretly.
Thinking of this, he didn't delay and connected his mind to the system.
Quickly start the live broadcast.
"The second station of the Tomb Raiders live broadcast!"
Chapter 83 Let's Guess
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