In a small museum, Qin Yu stood in front of the booth with a wet rag in his hand, looking at the dark clouds rolling outside the window, and sighed softly.

"When is such a day going to be a head!"

After graduating with a master's degree in history, he was assigned to an undergraduate college as a lecturer, but Nacheng accidentally offended the principal when he thought of him, but he happened to pass by the president's office and saw the unsightly scene and couldn't blame him.

But in tragedy, under the influence and pressure of many parties, he came to this museum with only the director and himself, and became a glorious historical knowledge explainer. The curator hated to throw the whole museum to him. Then I went to the park to play chess with myself. What kind of tourists would come to this kind of museum, where the counter is full of all kinds of mass-produced cheap souvenirs, so now all he can do is sit in the museum every day in a daze with nothing to do and routinely wipe the booth.

The counter in front of him is, according to the curator, the only genuine item in the museum.

Inside the glass cover was a rusty ghost-headed broadsword that had been repaired. But the original rust on the knife cannot be removed. This knife is not a great artifact.

But sitting in the hall and looking at this big knife, he had imagined many times that he was holding a big knife, fighting in the smoke, and even imagined that he had become a peerless general who strategized and won thousands of miles, and how to move the eight tables of the peerless general, how to advance and retreat, how to cleverly calculate, and wipe out the enemy who came to attack.

But every time he woke up from a dream, reality was still reality, and he was still the one who was driven into this museum that could not be called a museum, and became a poor docent with nothing. People say that "books are like medicine", but this medicine failed to save him, and even killed him.

"If there is a place to go, who wants to stay in such a hellish place!" He laughed self-deprecatingly. His eyes were focused on the big knife again. It's as if he's become the famous general in all directions!

I saw Qin Yu, holding the corner of the rag with one hand and waving it around. There are a lot of nonsense words in his mouth. But it's not a coincidence.

The waving rag was placed on the lampholder plug next to the booth to illuminate the booth.

He only felt a tingling sensation all over his body, his body twitched, his eyes were black, and at the end of his consciousness, he vaguely remembered the last thought in his heart.

"I haven't had time to become a general yet!"

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For a long time, my ears were filled with the noisy noise of the crowd. "Did the curator come back from playing chess? Did you call someone to save me? ”

But dizziness and swelling, limbs stiff and unable to move, it took a lot of effort to finally open his eyes.

It is a big flag fluttering in the wind, and I see a huge "summer" word embroidered on white silk on the big flag on a black background.

"Where is this? What about museums? ”

But before Qin Yu could think about it, Qin Yu felt as if his body was tightly bound by something, and when he glanced down, he realized that he was kneeling on a piece of grass, and his arms were tightly tied behind him by four or five ropes, unable to move. I was about to ask out loud, but my mouth was open, but my throat was dry like a knife, and I couldn't make a sound for a while.

There were several rows of people kneeling in front of him, and there were also a few people kneeling on the left and right, and everyone who knelt on the ground had blank eyes, dead faces, and some people were sobbing and painful, and their mouths were slurring something.

Born in history, a very bad thought suddenly rose in his heart, and he immediately turned his head to look back

Really! Behind himself and everyone else stood a big man, holding a sharpened Cheng Liang ghost head knife in both hands! The newly issued big knife exuded a cold aura, and he couldn't help but shiver

! Although I don't know why I suddenly appeared here after being electrocuted, I was obviously electrocuted. But now being tied up and kneeling on the ground, properly looking at the scene of execution on the execution ground, is by no means a good sign!

"The general has arrived!" Suddenly, there was a loud roar, which made Qin Yu startled, and then he raised his eyes to look at the surrounding scenery in front of him.

I saw a small group of knights holding reins and horses and holding long lances standing on his left, and on his right were a large group of soldiers with helmets and armor, swords and spears. If you look closely, you will see that many people are already wearing colors. But there are still bursts of murderous aura, rushing towards him,

In front of them, a group of armor soldiers and generals surrounded a middle-aged man in a red battle robe, and came to stand in the middle of the people on both sides. As soon as he stood still, the middle-aged man was on his side. One of them took three steps forward and roared loudly at the soldiers on the left and right!

"Guo Lin, Ma San, Hu Liu, Wang Gu! Fear of the enemy! Escape from the battle! According to military law, you should be beheaded! As soon as the words fell, the four swordsmen behind the four of them lifted the ghost face knife without the slightest hesitation, and swung it forward, puff puff, puff, four times in succession, and the sound of the blade entering the flesh came out, only to see four bloody heads, they left the original owner's body, and rolled forward with a grunt before stopping! The blood of Bobo is even more, and the emerald green grass has changed color. But not yet.

"Lin Qi, Xu Jiu, Zhao Ming, Sun Fu! Fear the enemy in battle! Disrupt the formation! Woe to the hearts of the army! According to military law, you should be beheaded! Four more in succession, the military criminals on Qin Yu's left side had already fallen to the ground, turning into headless corpses, and half of Qin Yu's body was also splashed with a lot of blood.

On the other hand, Qin Yu was already trembling with fright. Tears can't help but slip out of the corners of my eyes! Born in peacetime, he never killed a chicken. Not to mention being in person at such a bloody scene. Didn't faint, it's already good!

"Qin Yu, Gu Lian, Zheng Ba, Li Er! Fight against the enemy's fears! Flee and return! According to military law, you should be beheaded! Immediately, Qin Yu and the four of them were pressed down by the knife hand behind them.

Hearing his name suddenly, Qin Yu came back to his senses slightly, seeing this, the ghost head knife was about to be cut on his neck! Qin Yu's brain was hot, Niang Xipi, how could she come back to her senses because she was already an oppressed little commentator! But he was tied up like a piglet. Say cut it, what the hell is this! Life must also have a head!

But the knife hand behind him did not stop moving, and he had already lifted the big knife in his hand, and it was a critical moment! Qin Yu puffed out his chest with all his might, and finally opened his dry throat. yelled. "Stop!"

This heart-rending voice really frightened the ghost-faced knife in the executioner's hand, but the man who read out the guilt gave a resolute order in a louder voice with an angry face, "Behead!" ”

It's over, my life is over! Qin Yu closed his eyes in resignation----