One day in the cave, a thousand years outside.

Shan Zhuokun and Yu Chi Baolin couldn't remember how long they had been walking in this cave, and as they continued to move forward in this mechanical way, they only felt that their brains were becoming more and more blurry, as if they had long been submerged in this dark sea, and could only passively float and sink with these invisible whirlpools.

Da Da Da ......

Suddenly, the silence was broken by a sudden crisp hoof. Shan Zhuokun and Yu Chi Baolin glanced at each other, and at the same time had a strong surprise in their hearts. It stands to reason that they are already in the depths of the dark cave at this moment, and the cave is very narrow, let alone riding horses, even if they walk, they have to curl up. So who is the person on the other side?

The voice was getting closer and closer, and it seemed that it was not far from where they were standing. However, the strange thing is that when I borrowed the light of a flashlight, I didn't see anything. Except for the dark blue ice ridges hanging on the cave wall, which seemed to have accumulated more unconsciously......

Dark hole horseshoe, thick ice accumulation......

Suddenly, Shan Zhuokun seemed to realize something, and a trace of inexplicable panic appeared in his eyes. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and dragged Yu Chi Baolin, who was standing beside him, behind him.

"Shangxian, this sound of horses' hooves is not quite right?" Yu Chi Baolin was already frightened at this moment, his face turned pale, and his voice trembled. Due to the intense panic, his speech also became a little incoherent, "No, why is it so cold here?" Shangxian, I'm so cold. ”

"Don't talk." Shan Zhuokun raised his right index finger, close to his lips, and motioned for the other party to silence, "If you want to live, do as I say." ”

Yu Chi Baolin was already afraid in his heart, but seeing Shan Zhuokun like this at this moment, he was even more shocked and speechless. just stood behind the other party in a daze, and didn't even dare to make a sound.

Shan Zhuokun heard the sound of the horse's hooves getting closer and closer, and quickly turned off the flashlight and stretched his neck to look ahead. In the haze, the two saw a group of soldiers dressed in Shang Dynasty military uniforms and holding weapons striding towards them under the leadership of a majestic general wearing an iron helmet and armor and riding a tall horse. The surroundings were covered in green fog and were hazy.

"Huh?" Seeing this scene, Yu Chi Baolin couldn't help but let out a soft snort.

When Shan Zhuokun heard this cold voice, he immediately frowned and glared at him, his eyes full of blame. Yu Chi Baolin knew what the other party meant, and hurriedly covered his mouth with two hands, so as not to make a sound again.

The reason why he was so frightened was because he had heard from the elders that if he could not return to his hometown for burial after he died in battle, his soul would continue to wander in the world and suffer from all kinds of heavenly punishments. Therefore, no matter how far away the battlefield is from home, you must find a way to bring the corpse back to your hometown, and the pair of centaurs in front of you are obviously the vain ghosts of thousands of years ago. Thinking of this, Yu Chi Baolin only felt a dense layer of cold sweat on his back, and even his heart seemed to be frozen in an instant.

However, what Wei Chi Baolin didn't expect was that just when the group of men and horses arrived in front of them, the guard suddenly waved his hand, and all the soldiers stopped in front of them in an instant. Not only that, but they also moved their eyes to the two of them at the same time, as if they were looking at two illegal intruders who shouldn't have been here.

No way? ...... How so?

Yu Chi Baolin only felt that the cold wind around him suddenly rose, and his body instantly became an ice sculpture. Except for the cold sweat all over his body, there was no breath of life.

"Who are you?" After a moment of silence, the Keeper asked. Although the voice is low, it is very magnetic and beautiful.

"Hello, I'm a Warlock." Under Yu Chi Baolin's surprised gaze, Shan Zhuokun smiled and bowed to the guard.

"Warlock?" The guard frowned and continued, "You look very good, you shouldn't be from us, right?" ”

Shan Zhuokun shook his head with a smile, and said affirmatively: "I'm not, I'm more than three thousand years later." ”

"Three thousand years ......?" The guard repeated in surprise, "It can be seen that you still have some ability." ”

"I don't dare to do it." Shan Zhuokun still showed extreme humility, "But I am willing to help you get out of the sea of suffering." ”

"Out of the sea of suffering?" The guard blinked, and it seemed that he didn't seem to understand what Shan Zhuokun meant, "What bitter sea?" ”

"Immortal ......"

Yu Chi Baolin carefully pulled Shan Zhuokun's sleeve and shook his head at him. Signaled him not to be so noisy, even if the other party's attitude was good, but in essence, it was not a person after all, and he should definitely not chat endlessly here.

However, Shan Zhuokun didn't seem to see anything, and not only that, but his smile also became more beautiful. For a while, it actually created a dizzy illusion for Yu Chi Baolin, as if they were relatives who had not seen each other for a long time and were talking about something funny.

Could it be that this is what they say is bold?

Yu Chi Baolin thought so in his heart, but he still quickly lowered his head. If the two sides fight for a while, he just hopes that it won't hurt him.

"I know that you are Shang Dynasty soldiers who died in battle with King Wu of Zhou." Shan Zhuokun pondered for a moment and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you should have died on the battlefield of the Battle of Makino. ”

Hearing this, Yu Chi Baolin couldn't help but gasp and widen his eyes. At this moment, his gaze was no longer the initial fear, but the admiration that came out of his heart.

The reason why he suddenly changed so much was because the battle where the few won the more, and the ghosts and gods were so famous.

More than 2,000 years ago, with the successive protracted wars, the process of King Wu's war had a dramatic change. Although the number was small, in the face of the extravagant Emperor Xuan, the Zhou Dynasty army still attacked the city and plundered the land with a fierce offensive and won dramatic victories again and again.

Outside the city of Muye, the clouds were in the air, and with the earth-shattering roar of slaughter, the 200,000 Shang Dynasty army was defeated by the Zhou army with only 40,000 horses in just a few days. Corpses are strewn all over the field, rivers of blood are flowing, and there is no time to return. And it was precisely because of the victory in this war that the Shang Dynasty was completely destroyed, and the desperate King Xuan soon ended his life of poverty and luxury by burning in the Star Picking Tower.

No matter how history evolves, those soldiers who died on the battlefield are also great heroes. No matter which side they belong to, they deserve to be remembered forever by future generations.

Hahaha......

The Shang Dynasty guard suddenly raised his back and laughed loudly, the sound echoing between the empty stone walls, making people feel inexplicably frightened.

"About the wrong balance, eight partridges. In order to enjoy the fake, I was ordered to be a general. ”

The guard raised his head to the sky and roared, reciting these two sentences unpassionately. Although it was a smile, the expression between his eyebrows was full of sadness. And the dozens of soldiers behind him couldn't hold back the great sorrow in their hearts, and they cried bitterly.

Shan Zhuokun and Yu Chi Baolin couldn't help but be a little stunned when they saw this, they had never seen a large number of people crying because of reading poetry, it was even more magical than a lover's breakup letter. Not only that, but the temperature around it also seemed to be affected by the emotions of this group of people, and it was much colder than just now.

"Shangxian, if we continue like this, we will definitely freeze to death here." Yu Chi Baolin shrunk up, wrapped his arms tightly, and turned his head sideways to Shan Zhuokun and said, "You have to find a way to make them stop crying." ”

Shan Zhuokun sighed lightly and shook his head: "No way, they definitely won't be able to listen to anything now, unless they have cried enough." ”

Enough crying? Yu Chi Baolin's brain suddenly buzzed, and his eyes turned black. It seems that if you want to calm down these people, you don't know which year of the monkey you have to wait.

After crying for a long time, the voice gradually disappeared.

"Those two lines of Fang Cai's poems are my Great Shang's "Martyr'." The guard general wiped his eyes with his hands and said, "Alas, it's a shame to say that our army originally thought that they had won the battle, but in the end they still failed to defeat the unexpected trick of Zhou Bing. Anyway, if you want your life, you can give it to you. It's just that I can't imagine that I will be dragged here to be buried after death, and I will never be pure, which is really unpleasant. ”

Shan Zhuokun couldn't help but feel sour in his heart, "Hearing you say this, you are indeed a hero, but what is going on with this burial?" ”

"I don't know if you've heard of the name Xinji?" The guard stared at Shan Zhuokun with his eyes and asked.

...... Sinji?

Shan Zhuokun squinted his eyes and looked at the guard suspiciously, why did this name sound both familiar and unfamiliar? Yes, Master mentioned it before. He said that person was a national teacher during the reign of King Zhou, and he was quite skilled in Feng Shui. It's just why did the keeper in front of him suddenly mention this name?

"I've heard of it, what's wrong?" Shan Zhuokun said almost blankly.

"Heh, you shouldn't know that this person has another identity, that is, the Spirit King who was sealed here by the Heavenly Emperor, right?" The Shogun smiled bitterly.

Shan Zhuokun's shoulders shook suddenly, as if it was lightning, and he suddenly seemed to understand something. If it is possible for the Spirit King to break through the seal, then he should have subdued him again through fighting methods this time, so as not to cause trouble to the Six Realms. Yes, it must be. Thinking of this, Shan Zhuokun's heart couldn't help but feel excited.

Oh, I didn't expect that this time I would encounter such a once-in-a-millennium strong opponent, and I can have more bragging capital when I go back in the future. Hahaha, when he really finishes this matter, Yuan Tiangang, who was blown up like a god, is afraid that he will also abdicate honorably. That's right, he Shan Zhuokun is the strongest warlock in the first Tang Dao. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be happy in his heart.