Repugnant Gateway

There are too many teams coming and going from Longxing Mountain, which makes people feel like they have entered the ants' nest. The soldiers' faces were full of exhaustion, obviously they had been here for a long time. Even more suffocating is that everyone here does not speak, just works silently.

A group of people followed Zhang Yuan along the newly paved road to the mountain, and encountered a strange team on the road. It was more silent than the soldiers who carried the soil. Everyone's face was extremely bad, but they were obviously not tired, but a fear hidden behind the numbness.

They showed no signs of weakness to the people coming and going, drove the horses one by one down the mountain. Because the road has just been paved and the soil is still very soft, the vehicle cannot get on. These horses are carrying sacks one by one on their backs. When Anzheng passed by, his brows frowned, and a **** smell came from the sack.

Although it was late at night, An Zheng noticed that blood in the sack had penetrated from the inside. The line is very long, it seems that there are at least a few hundred horses, and each horse carries at least two or three sacks on its back, which means ... something happened in the front, and almost a thousand people died inside.

But it's just building an altar. How could so many people die?

"Don't look around, don't talk nonsense."

Zhang Yuan gave An Zheng a cold look, then strode out.

An Zheng looked at the others, and obviously they also noticed something was wrong, and everyone had a bad complexion. Xiahou Changshu is not the kind of little girl who will be afraid when she encounters things, but in this suffocating and depressed atmosphere, she still feels the chills on the back and the sweat in her palms. She subconsciously pulled the hand of Anzheng, but Anzheng subconsciously avoided it. At this moment, Xiahou Changshu felt that there was an invisible world between him and Anzheng.

An Zheng knew that Xiahou Changshu was afraid and smiled at her.

This smile made Xiahou Changshu's heart gradually warm and cold. She guessed maybe it was because of her previous attitude towards Anzheng that made him feel a little chilly? After all, when she was at the auction house, she did not stand on the side of Anzhen.

An Zheng has no hostility towards this woman, at least she is not as violent as other ancient people. Judging from her attitude towards Daxi people, she is not a bad person.

While walking, the front hooves of a horse in front suddenly fell into the soft soil, the body swayed, and the sack on the horse's back rolled down. The sack mouth was not too tight, and the body inside fell out as it rolled down the hillside.

When An Zheng saw the corpse, his heart sank involuntarily.

The corpse looked extremely pale, as if it had been emptied of blood. The corpses are densely covered with wounds, and each wound is not large, unlike a knife wound or a sword wound, but more like a bite from something, so the wound is not terrible but extremely tragic.

"what!"

Xiahou Changshu exclaimed in shock, the corpse just rolled not far from him.

This scream drew the attention of everyone nearby, and there seemed to be a thunder in the otherwise silent mountain. But soon, everyone withdrew their eyes and continued to do their own things, as if they were used to it. An Zheng looked at the people, feeling that there was no soul in their bodies, like walking dead one by one.

Zhang Yuan hurried over and hacked the soldiers leading the horse to death with a knife: "In another accident, a team of people will die."

Soldiers not far away ran over and silently rammed the body into a new sack. The two men carried it on their horsebacks and continued to drive the horses down the mountain. No one spoke during the whole process, still terrible silence.

Yuan Zhi and Lu Yuan walked at the end. The two lowered their voices and chatted, and An Zheng's tone of voice was also suspect and frightened.

"What the **** is doing in Longxing Mountain is definitely not as simple as building an altar. If it is just a project, how could it be possible to die so many people. And you have obviously become accustomed to seeing the expressions and attitudes of these people. So many people will die, and every day such a team sending corpses down the mountain. "

When Yuan Zhi said these words, he kept guarding Zhang Yuan who was at the forefront.

After all, he was not the veteran of the Wei State. He later surrendered to the Cao family. When his father was at the peak, before the Cao family met his father with respect and respect. It was only later that his family's path fell, and the Cao family took the opportunity to defeat the Yuan family in one fell swoop. It can be said that Cao Jianeng has the current Jiangshan, and half of his current strength is due to the defeat of Yuan Jia. At least millions of troops surrendered, plus a group of generals who could conquer good wars, a group of resourceful strategists, all became Cao's courtiers.

Lu Yuan pulled the sleeve of his shirt and motioned him not to talk nonsense.

Yuan Zhi seemed to feel something, and his face was very poor: "Do n’t be afraid of anything. I always feel that the people we come up with this time may not go back alive. It ’s just that I ’m tired of you. I knew that Cao ’s people would n’t Let me go. I will die sooner or later, otherwise my family's millions of elites, hundreds of fierce generals, how could Cao Cheng rest assured. "

Lu Yuan sighed: "Maybe you are right, this time it was a conspiracy."

Yuan Zhidao said: "You look at those soldiers, like walking dead, and apparently have taken care of life and death. The people of the Cao family have always been ambitious, and don't forget, Cao Cheng's father, Cao Pozhai, who is known as the world's first hero What are you good at? "

Lu Yuan's complexion changed obviously: "Don't Cao Po die long ago?"

"It has nothing to do with whether he died or not. Cao Cheng completely inherited his father's viciousness, and he did everything at no cost. When Cao Po and my father competed for the world, the army was less than one-tenth of my father. Insufficient, lack of military resources, and seeing that the team has not even eaten. Did you forget what he did at that time? "

"How can you forget ..."

Lu Yuan sighed: "That was the shame of my life."

At that time, the army of Cao Po was in trouble, the military supplies of grain and grass were almost cut off, and they were surrounded by the army of Yuan family. At this time, Cao Po did not hesitate to risk being scolded by the people of the world, and forcibly opened the emperor's mausoleum of the Han Dynasty ...

At that time, Lu Yuan was in a magnificent manner, but he was a young man but became famous in rivers and lakes. He was a famous master of treasures. At that time, Cao Popa sent people to ride lightly at night for eight hundred miles, captured Lu Yuan from his home, and entered the emperor's tomb together, stealing a large amount of magical tools, materials, and countless treasures.

Lu Yuan suddenly responded: "You mean, this is not building an altar at all, but digging an ancient tomb?"

Yuan Zhi lowered his voice and said, "Look at the surrounding terrain ..."

Lu Yuan didn't care before. He heard Yuan Zhi's reminder and quickly looked around. After a while, his face changed: "No, this is a place of hiding ... This place, who would build the tomb here, It is simply impossible. If this place is a tomb, future generations are only afraid of suffering, and there is a danger of destroying the door. The spirit of the eight parties gathered here, and the terrain is too dark, it is not suitable for tombs. "

"maybe."

Yuan Zhi said worriedly: "I hope I guessed wrong."

After the team went up the mountainside, Zhang Yuan asked them to stop and wait on the spot, and he personally took the team to send Qianyuanbi to the top of the mountain. From this position, it is more spectacular to look down the mountain. The teams coming and going are like fire dragons winding one by one, crawling around the mountain.

Xiahou Changshu stood subconsciously next to Anzheng. After a moment of silence, he said cautiously: "If you notice something is wrong for a while, you will leave immediately. I know you have hidden your practice, you are stronger than them. , But this place is really dangerous. "

"What do you actually know?"

An Zheng asked.

Xiahou Changshu looked at Yuan Zhi and Lu Yuan who deliberately hid away from them, and then said to An Zheng in a very quiet voice: "Before the ancient immortals came to this era, I actually experienced some strange things. I Listening to my father, one day someone suddenly came from outside the territory, breaking the balance of space. So terrible big things happened, but it was only forcibly suppressed by Master Sima, so it did n’t spread. ”

"My father said that on that day, His Majesty took some foreigners to that mysterious place, where a weirdo was imprisoned. In fact, that weirdo was the founding emperor of Dawei ... Because of an accident, their father and son ... Both of them He was killed. Rumor was ruined by Zhao Mianqian, the superpower of Shu State, and he was not caught later. Zhao Mie is the strongest practitioner in Shu State. After Lv Jinyi died, he can say that the world is invincible. "

"But it's the blame. My father saw the bodies of the two emperors of the great Wei, but it didn't take long for his majesty to be resurrected. After the resurrection of his majesty, the ancient fairy clan suddenly came to this era."

Xiahou Changshu sighed for a long time: "I thought that the war will go away, and there will be no more disasters, but after this era, the warlords of Dawei and even the bloodthirsty of those civilian officials were stimulated. The Emperor Wei is even more ... changed. After he experienced that death, people became very very ... "

She sorted out the wording, but still did not know how to describe it.

An Zheng gave her a look that I understood. Xia Hou Changshu gave An Zheng a grateful look. She couldn't always say that Emperor Wei had changed her mind.

"I suspect that this altar has something to do with his twisted desire to live forever."

An Zheng's eyes signaled that he should stop talking, Xiahou Changshu froze for a moment, and then saw Zhang Yuan lead people down from the mountain. At this time the sky had lightened up gradually, and the air was filled with the fresh earthy smell that the soil had just been turned out. Yamashita began to see large-scale manpower transfers, apparently changing shifts.

"You guys, let me go up. After seeing your majesty for a while, don't ask anything. Your majesty tells you what you do, you just do what you do."

"Yes."

Xiahou Changshu nodded quickly, but only heard his own voice. Whether it was An Zheng, Yuan Zhi, Lu Yuan or Su Xiangnan, there was no answer. Zhang Yuan did not care, and took them to continue walking up the mountain.

But at this moment, the whole mountain shook abruptly in the distance, followed by a red light lasing from the mountain. There was an irresistible power in the red light, and after sweeping, at least a few hundred people were killed near that place. The red light dispersed, and the whole hillside became black. There was a sound like the roar of the wild beasts roaring out of the mountain, and the big rock on the hillside began to roll down. Almost a hundred-meter-high mountain fell, and soldiers who were going up and down were buried alive more.

"evildoer!"

Zhang Yuan snorted, his eyes were murderous.

Yuan Zhi and Lu Yuan glanced at each other, and they both saw fear in each other's eyes.

Everyone was silent, just lowered their heads and watched the road under their feet walking up the mountain. When he was about to reach the top of the mountain, An Zheng saw that there were almost a hundred people already gathered in an open space not far from the welcoming pine. Judging from the clothes of these people, none of them are in the army, and some wear brocade clothes and some cloth clothes, and have different identities. The difference between these people and those soldiers is that their faces are full of worry and fear.

"People are almost there."

Zhang Yuan said something to the man who was guarding the entrance of a cave.

The man had met An Zheng, but fortunately he wore a mask this time, otherwise he might be recognized at a glance.

The people in the Weiting Mansion of Wei Dynasty, a beautiful and beautiful woman, but the whole person is cold like a long sword with a sheath. She stood at the entrance of the cave, as if sealed here with a sword. No one wants to stand close to her, as if afraid of being cut by her cold.

Tingwei Mansion, Cao Rouge.