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It's quiet and a little flustering.

However, Qin Feng and Wood are not ordinary people, as the so-called art masters are bold, and the two of them really don't have any feelings for this kind of small scene.

The dungeon is very large.

The doorway was about forty or fifty meters away from the coffin.

The two walked slowly.

How long does it take to distance forty or fifty meters?

If it's fast, a few seconds is enough, and if it's slow, it's only a minute to die.

It took less than a minute for the two of them to approach the coffin, which was three times larger than an ordinary coffin.

"Master Qin, let's start!"

Wood spoke.

Qin Feng was about to nod his head and accept it.

It was at this time that a sudden rumbling sound sounded.

This rumbling sound broke the peace in the dungeon.

At the same time, it also surprised Qin Feng and Wood.

This rumbling sound was just the beginning, and then, there was a tremor in the dungeon.

Qin Feng squinted his eyes, he could clearly feel that he was standing in the center of the epicenter, and Wood also felt it.

The two hurriedly retreated more than ten meters.

Originally, there was a distance of four or five meters from the coffin.

In this way, a distance of fifteen meters is opened.

The rumbling continued, and after about three minutes, a huge stone tablet rose directly in front of Wood and Qin Feng.

Wood and Qin Feng glanced at each other, and then walked directly towards the stone stele.

When Qin Feng approached this stele, he finally saw clearly what this stele was. This stele is actually a tombstone.

In the history of China, there is such a custom.

This custom has been passed down to this day. In the countryside, in the countryside, and even in the cities. It's all been passed on.

That is, to erect a tombstone for the deceased, to tell future generations, who is buried in this cemetery, where traditional customs are maintained, and on this tombstone, the life deeds of this person will be engraved, and the person who erected the monument will be engraved.

There are even some ancient tombstones, which depict the great deeds of the owner of the tomb, and so on and so forth.

However, Qin Feng looked at the tombstone in front of him, frowning, squinting his eyes, and a little puzzled.

Why?

Because there are only four words on this tombstone.

"Heroes of the World"

If it is said that it is a current tombstone, there is only one name, it is normal, but the ancient tombstone can never be so simple, this point, Qin Feng knows very well in his heart.

The tombstone in front of me, its specifications, its shape, are exactly the same as those of ancient tombstones, and they are exactly the same.

The tombstone is about nine meters high, so tall that it is rare in ancient times for real numbers.

It is rumored in ancient times that there is only one person in the world who can erect such a high tombstone, and that is the Ninety-Five Honor.

The height of the tombstone represents the identity of the owner of the tomb, and the higher the tombstone, the higher the status of the owner of the tomb, which is a simple truth.

Qin Feng knew this very well.

Such a high tombstone, there are only four words, heroes of the world

These four words Qin Feng saw in his eyes, sketching one stroke at a time, vigorous and powerful, natural, with a vicissitudes of ancient connotation.

"In the tomb of Bai Qi, how can there be such a stone stele? And it still appears in front of Bai Qi's coffin? Is this the tombstone of Bai Qi?"

"Lord Bai's tombstone! The hero of the world is also worthy of these four words. Wood nodded and said, without the slightest surprise.

However, Qin Feng didn't think so in his heart, on the contrary, he was even more puzzled.

As soon as Wood's words were finished, a mysterious wave suddenly spread.

Emanating from this ancient tombstone.

Qin Feng's body suddenly changed.

Suddenly, Qin Feng appeared in a scene. Just Qin Feng alone, Wood didn't know when, he had disappeared from Qin Feng's side.

In front of Qin Feng was a surging river, very wide, and the water splashed by the waves roared angrily, setting off huge waves.

Following this river, Qin Feng looked around.

Not far from Qin Feng's side, there stood a man in a battle robe, this man had a majestic body, holding a long sword in his hand, and he looked like a general.

Seeing this, Qin Feng was stunned

"Is this a hallucination? No, this seems to be a scene replay"

"Mirrored Flowers"

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, a thought suddenly popped up in his mind, and he instantly understood what he was seeing now

In the feng shui world, there is a spell called Mirror Flower Water Moon, this technique is very magical, it can record a certain thing using a specific secret technique, and engrave it in a certain magic weapon, when the magic weapon touches a specific condition, the recorded scene will be reproduced.

Obviously, Qin Feng knew in his heart that the situation he was encountering now was that in the midst of the mirror, everything that happened here was illusory, and he could only see and hear everything that was happening around him, but the scene that happened here, the people in the scene, could not see himself at all, and could not touch himself.

I was like a passerby, quietly watching the scene in front of me. To be continued. "This is the overlord Wujiang killing himself!"

Qin Feng's eyes flashed with a glimmer of essence, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

Who is Overlord?

In the history of China, there may be many emperors who do not remember, but there is a historical celebrity that everyone will remember, just like they remember Cao Cao, remember him, that is the overlord Xiang Yu, a generation of heroes.

In 202 BC, Han Xin arranged an ambush on all sides and besieged Xiang Yu. Xiang Yu has few men and horses, and the food is almost finished. He wanted to lead a detachment of men and horses to rush out. However, the Han army and the princes' men and horses surrounded the Chu army on top of each other. Xiang Yu repelled a batch, and another batch came; one layer was killed, and another layer was killed; before it was killed, the Han soldiers there surrounded it again.

Xiang Yu couldn't break through, so he had to return to the camp and tell the soldiers to defend carefully, ready to see an opportunity to fight again.

That night, Xiang Yu entered the camp tent and frowned. There was a beloved beauty named Yu Ji beside him, who saw him sullen and accompanied him to drink to relieve his boredom.

When it was time to set the watch, I could only hear a gust of west wind blowing whistling, and the sound of singing was still mixed in the wind. Xiang Yu listened carefully, the singing came from the Han camp, and the songs were purely the songs of the Chu people, and there were really many people who sang them.

Xiang Yu heard the sound of Chu singing everywhere, and he was stunned. He said in a disdain: "It's over! Could it be that Liu Bang has already conquered Western Chu? Why are there so many Chu people in the Han camp?" ”

Xiang Yu couldn't hold back any longer, and casually sang a sad song:

Pull out the mountains and cover the world,

The times are not good, and the smos will not pass.

If you don't die, you can't help it,

What is the reason for Yu Xi?

The meaning of this song is: "The strength can be pulled out, the courage can overwhelm the heroes of the world, the luck is unfavorable, and the black horse refuses to run."

What can I do if the horse refuses to run? Yu Ji, Yu Ji, what should I do with you?"