My nemesis, he teases me every day

Conscience of heaven and earth, when Hua Xujing looked down at the entrance of the cave, knowing that the end point was so deep, he would draw a clear line with Ru Yanjun without hesitation, turn around and leave.

With a bit of guilt in his heart, he attributed the innocent disaster of Ru Yanping's falling into the pit to himself, so he took the initiative to save people, but Ru Yanjun obviously misunderstood something, and finally finished crying, holding Hua Hua tightly with one hand. Xu Jing looked at him with grateful eyes, and chanted his greatness: "Major General, I really didn't expect that you would give up your life to save me. I'm so touched. I'm so touched... There are really not many people who are as true, kind and beautiful as you in the world."

Hua Xujing, who was forced to sacrifice his life for righteousness, listened with a cold face, finally found the gaps in his dense words, and said impatiently: "Are you going or not?"

"Let's go, let's go..." Ru Yanjun hastily moved out of the way, and took out a fire pocket from her body as if conjuring, and hurriedly blew it on, and followed Hua Xujing's pace in two or three steps.

The underground soil was moist, and the air carried a slightly salty smell. The place they were in was extremely narrow, and they slept in a few earthen graves crowded together, and there was almost nowhere to stay. Hua Xujing could only grope to find the mud wall. Bending over the edge carefully, trying not to disturb the undead all over the ground.

Ru Yanjun bowed her waist and followed closely behind him. The moment Hua Xujing appeared, his confidence seemed to also appear. Although he was still nervous and flustered, he had already recovered his basic thinking ability.

Now, he pursed his lips and tremblingly said: "...Major General, some of these tombstones have names, and some don't... Judging by the degree of moss coverage, it seems to be from a certain period."

After hearing what he said, Hua Xujing also bent down and scanned the nearby stone tablets. They were covered with slippery and sticky moss. He stretched out his hand and picked them up, revealing the handwriting underneath. "And it was established by the same person."

The inscriptions on the stele are all in block letters, and the handwriting cannot be tested, but the person who erected the stele and the time of erecting the stele are attached in small characters on the side of the tiger, "Liu... Ruyan? Why does this name sound so familiar?"

Ru Yan Jun murmured, the people in Ru Yan's family can't have a bad memory. After all, they have been with the books and records all year round, and they have to observe the sky from time to time. When a major event happens, it is necessary to connect the cause and effect hidden in the mind in an instant. Be stupid It doesn't matter, but if you can't remember things, then you have been taught by Ru Yan's family for so many years.

He thought he had heard this name before, but he racked his brains and couldn't remember it. Hua Xujing continued to walk steadily forward without stopping, and Ru Yanjun followed him step by step. Occasionally looking at the tombstone at my feet, I gradually found that not only the person who erected the monument, but also the time when the monument was erected were almost the same, with a difference of no more than two days.

"This time... seems to be the end of the last battle in Liucheng, right?" Ru Yanjun couldn't care less about being afraid for a while, and squatted down by herself, wiped away the moss on several tombstones with her sleeve, and compared them in her mind Looking at the time I saw just now, a bold guess gradually took shape, and I was shocked: "This ****...couldn't be the soldiers who died in that war."

Hua Xujing stopped and watched him walk back and forth between several tombstones as if he had discovered a new continent, analyzing with his fingers, and then he began to face up to his broken thoughts like a magic voice filling his ears.

"Liu Ruyan, if I remember correctly, she should be the daughter of the last city lord of Liucheng."

He said lightly, and Ru Yanjuan's brain flashed a flash of light, and finally integrated the scattered information, "Yes! I remember her! The battle of Liucheng's destruction of the city back then caused thousands of miles of corpses and blood to flow. There should be records in the historical records of all ethnic groups. After the death of the city lord of Liucheng, she was the only weak woman who led the people of Liucheng to resist for more than half a month. Finally, the iron cavalry stepped on the city gate, and Liucheng became history. Liu Ruyan was also forgotten by the world—but according to unofficial records, she seems to have died on the day the city was broken."

Hua Xujing gave a absent-minded "Yeah", he didn't pay much attention to these historical materials, when he glanced at them when he was giving lectures, he remembered that Liu Ruyan was the daughter of the mayor of Liucheng, and the ones in the back all went in from the left ear and out from the right ear, but Now that Ru Yanjun looked at him with such proving eyes, he could only nod pretendingly like a wolf with a big tail.

The height of the mud layer above the head is touching. At first, the two could only bend down and move forward. One accident could make close contact with the mud. After walking for about half a cup of tea, the surrounding gradually widened, and the graves were no longer crowded. Squeezed side by side and together, there is a path between the bags that can accommodate one person.

Hua Xu punched Huo Zhezi forward, and asked Ru Yan, "Follow me closely."

People with spiritual powers have good night vision ability. For example, Ru Yan can only see a three-acre field illuminated by fire folds, but he can see a place three feet away. Other huge steles, and the huge coffin behind the stele.

Ru Yan followed the young general of his family, and walked carefully through the tombs, feeling that the trend was gradually going up. When going up the steps, Hua Xu Jing suddenly raised a section. The protruding stone steps knocked firmly.

"hiss……"

This knock was not light, Ru Yanjun hugged her toes, scratched her heart and lungs in pain, grinning her teeth, while lowering her head to look: "Why are there still steps here..."

Before he finished speaking, Hua Xujing walked up in three steps and two steps, and the flames jumping in his hands approached a black figure that was half a person tall. The next moment, Ru Yanjun felt his eyes light up.

In a thousand-year-old dark room, one light is bright.For a moment, he didn't know whether to look at the light source first, or to look at the tombs that could not be seen at a glance. He just stood there in a daze, looking at the tens of thousands of steles that gradually revealed as the light brightened, and In the silent tomb behind the monument, these people who have been sleeping for thousands of years, their faces can be seen in all directions, just silent, sleeping peacefully under this unknown depth.

Ru Yanjun was shocked for a moment and was speechless.

"Is this... the tomb of thousands of people..."

Hua Xujing walked down the steps again at some point, stood behind him, was silent for a while, and said "hmm" with complicated emotions.

He can probably guess the reason why this underground tomb was built—a hundred years ago, in the most turbulent era on this continent, a hundred people in the world proclaimed emperor, ten thousand proclaimed king, people killed each other, blood and tyranny enveloped every world, At that time, even the ancients had to stay away and preserve their strength in the name of reclusion. He had never heard the story of this city, but he had traveled to many places and knew that what the iron cavalry stepped on at that time was not the road, but flesh and blood. , They seek pleasure from violence. The soldiers who died in the enemy's battle are not spared even the resting place. The relatives have to use the method of sleeping underground to preserve their last peace.

It wasn't the first burial he'd seen, but it was the most numerous.

It was rare for Hua Xujing not to show his impatience with Ru Yanjun's sentimentality. He patted his shoulder and sighed, "Don't look."

Ru Yanjun glanced over the tombstones one by one with complicated emotions, and it took a long time to look away, and turned her head to climb up the stairs.

There were two lamp slaves, one on the left and the other on the right, and stood there. Hua Xujing lit the one on the right as well. Ru Yanjun couldn't help but look at the lamp slave, wondering: "Why is this lamp slave so new?"

Hua Xu Jing blew out the fire extinguishing book, but said nothing. The platform is at the highest point in the underground world, with six or seven floors of steps. Leaning on the edge, the coffin has not been sealed yet, when I poked my head, it was empty inside.

While Ru Yanjun was looking at the coffin, Hua Xujing was looking up at the epitaph on the stone tablet.

Those are ancient characters from a hundred years ago, half-new and not old, not completely in line with the official language, but not completely incomprehensible. Hua Xujing read it for a long time, and reluctantly selected some key information from it.

This epitaph describes Liu Ruyan's life.

In the first half, it is written that she is "beautiful in appearance, unparalleled in talent and appearance. How could Cheng fight for her? Hua Xujing's eyes hurt, and even his brain hurt.

Epitaphs have always been fond of playing tricks like this. Just looking at the inscriptions, there probably isn't a crooked melon in this world, and they are all dragons and phoenixes. Hua Xujing glanced roughly, skipped it, and read the second half.

The second half is the key point.

Liu Ruyan is arrogant and arrogant. Although she is a girl in the middle of a boudoir, she has a heart that transcends ordinary people. She is very unique, and her vision is also very unique. When people choose a partner, they should be Mo Shangren Ruyu, with a gentle and modest speech, no matter how bad it is If she is honest and honest, she is different. The person she fell in love with at first sight was a small soldier in the army. He had no meritorious service and no title. According to the inscription, his appearance was also ordinary. After thinking about it, Hua Xujing really didn't know this What is the girl drawing.

Maybe the picture of him is not good-looking, but the picture of him is unique enough.

He slandered in his heart, then continued to read, and soon he understood where the bright spot of this little soldier was.

Miss Liu does have a pair of discerning eyes, who can see the essence through phenomena. At the moment when foreign enemies invaded and the survival of Liucheng was in danger, the whole city was in panic. At this moment, this brother showed his extraordinary side. He single-handedly rushed into the enemy. Fang's vanguard came back with the head of the other leader.

This was the beginning of his rise to fame, and in the half-year-long tug-of-war between Liucheng and the enemy, he showed his extraordinary wisdom and astute mind time and time again, and he was promoted again and again, just like a few Yueli has become the unyielding general of Liucheng, and his status is only under the city lord.

This is a good thing, but in troubled times.

Liu Ruyan couldn't even say a word of congratulations or hard work to him, so he immediately led his troops to deal with those hateful Qiang Pipers. The heavy burden was on his shoulders day after day, and there was almost no chance to breathe. It's parting, and the sharp knife called Miecheng that hangs above the head at any time.

The epitaph has a lot of ink on the last battle, probably because of the rumor that even the people of Liucheng couldn't believe it - the general offered his eyes to a big monster who had returned to hermit, for the sake of Liucheng. The people fought for the last fifteen days.

Seeing this, Hua Xujing suddenly felt an inexplicable strange feeling in his heart.

He vaguely felt that what those eyes were fighting for was not Liu Cheng's fifteen days, but... Liu Ruyan's fifteen days.