The mail under our feet emits the light that has been obscured and dimmed for a hundred years, and for a moment, it hurts our eyes.

I can no longer move.

This silver light seemed to have a sad aura. Although there were still many hideous skeletons around me, I didn't feel scared at all.

I just felt sad, and tears fell unconsciously.

With a click, it fell on a soft armor.

I don’t know how long it took before I slowly raised my head and looked at Yu Wenying, who had already lit many rotten torches around and illuminated most of the stone chambers. He choked and said, “Longxi Army… This is the burial place of the Longxi Army?”

It was not until this time that Yu Wenying turned around and looked at me, and his eyes were also a little red.

We have nothing to do with the people here. After all, we are already a hundred years ago. The pain and despair they experienced before their death are too far away from us, but we still can't help but be infected by this emotion, especially when I saw that there were even a few dead bones on the edge of the stone wall, posing in a climbing posture.

They are unwilling to accept that they want to survive.

But in the end, their corpses and souls were trapped in this cave that was no longer visible to the sky, and gradually forgotten.

I tried desperately to stop my tears, but I still couldn't help but burst into tears: "Why is this happening?"

“…”

"Why did this end?"

“…”

"They guarded their territory and fought countless wars. What kind of crime do they have to be buried in such a place?!"

Yu Wenying's eyes were getting redder and redder, but he kept gritting his teeth and controlling his emotions. However, the hand holding the torch still couldn't help trembling. The flames reflected his face, making his expression look particularly sad.

After a long time, he slowly said: "The world is what those who are red-clothed have obtained. This sentence is enough."

The world is what those who wear red clothes get.

This is the sentence again!

When I heard that Zhesheng saw this sentence in the Imperial Heavenly Principal Calendar, I almost expected that perhaps this was the reason for the destruction of the Longxi Army. Their exquisite equipment and their bravery and good fighting made them powerful weapons for the country, and also made them an invisible knife hanging over the heads of the emperor.

So in the end, their result was to be buried here.

I choked and said, "Is it just for this sentence?"

Yu Wenying's voice was also trembling. He held up the torch and looked at the dry bones around him, and slowly said, "If they were buried elsewhere, I might have made other guesses. Maybe they died on the battlefield, maybe they had encountered strong enemies, or even the bad weather in the northwest..."

“…”

"But they are here."

“…”

"What else can I do besides the emperor's order? Can a group of soldiers guarding the frontier come to such a place and eventually be buried here?"

After hearing him say this, I finally had nothing to say.

Perhaps, even they themselves could not imagine that they could resist the most powerful cavalry in the world and fight bloody to defend the territory of the country, but they could not stop a hidden arrow from behind.

I just don’t know what the meaning of this fierce formation is. Is it not enough to kill them? I still have to use such a nightmare technique to calm their heroic souls?

When I thought of this, I shivered again.

Who set up this formation and even used the Longxi Army, who had galloped across the northwest and was brave and good at fighting, as a sacrifice. What was the purpose of his formation?

I asked, "What do you mean by the 'Qianjun Formation'?"

“…”

"This is the eye of the array?"

He was silent for a moment, then turned toward the center of the stone chamber, held up the torch and said, "That is the center of this thousand-minded formation."

I followed his gaze and a huge black shadow slowly appeared under the fire.

When I was standing on it, I actually saw that there was a huge stone pillar stretching down from the top of the cave, like a sharp sword inserted into the bottom center of the stone chamber.

It turns out that is the center of this thousand-minded formation?

I thought about it and pulled out a torch from the stone wall, stepped on the soft and hard chain mail on the ground, barely avoiding the dead bones, and slowly walked towards the center.

The more I walked, the heavier my heartbeat.

The fire shone in the center of the stone chamber, and I saw that there was a relatively low stone platform in front of it, which should be used for people to walk and stand. If you look carefully, it turned out to be a Bagua-shaped stone platform.

When I approached the stone platform, the fire light shone brighter here. I saw that the huge stone pillar did not pierce directly into the ground of this stone chamber, but there was something similar to an altar on this huge stone platform. The end of the stone pillar was pierced, or rather, pressed on the altar.

I held up the torch high and looked at the huge stone pillars and saw some strange patterns on it, which was a bit like some runes I saw in the Taoist temple in the past. I didn't know much about these things, and every time I saw them, I felt unfathomable. The appearance of these runes here made me feel even more ferocious and fearful.

"Thousand-Jin Formation..."

I murmured these three words, and at this time, I seemed to understand a little.

The Thousand-Mutual Formation, the person who set up the formation was Nightmare with such a Thousand-Mutual Formation.

And this formation is the nightmare town—

Thinking of this, I lowered my head again. Yu Wenying had already brought the torch over and the fire illuminated the altar. It was a whole black stone, which was as beautiful as gold and jade. I don’t know how long it had been soaked at the bottom of the water, but it was not worn at all. And we even saw that under the fire, there were some words on the stone surface of the altar.

I hurriedly said, "What is that?"

Yu Wenying didn't say anything, and reached out to brush away a layer of floating dust on it.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! When I looked down, I was a little discouraged again because these words were still something I didn’t recognize. It was said that they were words, but they still seemed to be runes.

Only Yu Wenying looked at it very seriously with a frown, and the more he looked, the more gloomy his face became.

After a while, I finally couldn't help asking: "Mr. Yuwen, what exactly is written on it?"

Yu Wenying took a deep breath and said, "This is a rune from Nightmare Town. I have only seen it from some ancient books left by my grandfather, and it is not fully understood."

"oh……"

In other words, he couldn't understand it.

He continued, "But, I saw the name of the commander of the Longxi Army."

My heart beat: "You mean-"

"This Thousand-Music Formation is indeed for the person from Nightmare."

The world is obtained by those who wear red clothes, and the inside of the chain mail worn by the Longxi Army is a crimson dress, which is exactly what the Emperor believes in the calendar of the Imperial Heaven. Therefore, the emperor suspected that the commander of this army would have a strange intention. More importantly, this commander is a royal family and a branch, which makes it difficult for the rulers to feel at ease.

So, kill him.

However, if you kill someone just slap the ground, why do you still use such a fierce formation to suppress him? Could it be that the emperor actually suspect that a dead person can still compete with him for the throne?

I shook my head and said tragically: "Why do you have to force a dead person to this point? Are they really not afraid that the heroic spirits of these soldiers will not be able to rest in peace?"

When I lowered my head, I saw a few words at the bottom of the altar, twisting and twisting, but this time I could understand it-

The red clothes are rotten, the heart is broken.

The sank of the stele is gone forever,

The dead souls of the underworld never return.

I immediately realized that this was not carved by the person who set up the formation, but by the blood-wrought verses carved by the dead here with the last little effort before dying.

I squatted down, and my fingers trembled and stroked the powerless words, but with deep resentment and hatred, tears came out again.

Yu Wenying didn't say anything, but her brows frowned even tighter.

He suddenly turned around, held the torch high and looked around. I turned around with tears in my eyes. Seeing him like this, I choked and asked, "Mr. Yuwen, what's wrong?"

Instead of speaking, he walked down the stone platform carefully, illuminating the road ahead with a torch, and walked around the surroundings, and then again, as if looking for something.

I really don't want to step on the dead bones of these soldiers anymore. Even if some of the dead bones have rotted and only chain mail is left, I don't want to step on them anymore. I can only stand on the stone platform, look at Yu Wenying's strange expression, and look back at the strange-shaped words on the altar.

Just then, Yu Wenying said: "Strange."

His voice was very low, and he should have just muttered to himself, but the stone chamber was too big and too closed. Even with a very small breathing sound, it seemed very abrupt at this time.

I asked, "What's wrong?"

He glanced around again, then raised his head to look at me, and said in a complicated tone: "There is no general's armor here."

"What?"

I looked at him in surprise.

Yu Wenying repeated again: "There is no general's armor here."

I frowned, and at this time I couldn't help but walk down, put the torch closer to the ground and watched slowly.

Those chain mails that have been immortal for a hundred years shine with silver light under the fire. They are no longer as brave and sharp as this army once was, but instead have a warm feeling. But after looking at it for a long time, I realized that all chain mails are exactly the same, just like what I saw at Dad Hu’s house before.

Although we have never seen the commander of this army back then, it is obvious that as the commander, his armor must be different from ordinary soldiers. However, after patrolling around for a long time, there was no pair of armor that was different from that of another.

I couldn't help but gasp.

Could it be that the commander of this Longxi Army did not die here?
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