Section 1 History

History, the product of successful people. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info it tells about the exploits of successful people, but the truth has been indulged in the riverbed of history. Some were salvaged and exposed by later generations, while others withered forever. Yes, just as we people who were born in this era, mediocrity will eventually disappear in the long river of history without leaving a trace of waves, as the so-called:

There are often few people in the long days, and there is one person in the empty world

Section 2 Fate

The wind swept the fury of the sea, beating the steel jungle again and again. The steel-hardened edifice groaned hard and whirred... sounds

Countless salt water mixed with a slight smell of blood fell from the sky and spilled on the streets. Gathered together like minions, shouting and scrubbing the streets. They swarmed into the sewers and returned to the sea

"This is the worst typhoon in a thousand years, and experts say that due to cosmic activity, the sun has become active and constantly ejecting electronic storms. It has seriously affected the normal magnetic field of the Earth. And the moon also moved, constantly doing autobiographical acceleration. As a result, the tides of the Earth's oceans are completely disturbed, and the climatic and wind zones have also undergone serious changes. So this typhoon is going to last for a while."

The sound came from a small old house. The doors and windows of the house are completely sealed with furniture and wooden planks. The light was dim, only the TV emitted a faint glow. A young man was bored watching TV. This young man looked at his early twenties, dressed in sportswear, with delicate facial features, and his hair was very clean and tidy, which made people feel very affinity, and when he heard the news, the young man immediately made a painful expression and muttered in his mouth: It's been so long, I've been trapped in this small house every day, and I'm bored to death...... As he spoke, he turned off the TV and turned around and fell asleep

A ray of light gently sprinkled on the young man's face through the gap in the wooden strips, his eyes blinked, he woke up, and the pupils immediately narrowed the moment he opened his eyes, and the young man reflexively raised his hand above his head to cover his eyes and looked out: I'll go, this weather is no one Ten days Typhoon has the sun this morning, it's really weird. When the young man was complaining, a woman in her fifties stood at the door of the bedroom: Liu Yan, how old is it? It's been a year since I graduated from college and I haven't worked, so I live on your father's dead salary, and I'm not afraid of gossip? Oops, Mom, I know. I'm out looking for it today. Breakfast was good, go again after eating. Got it.

Liu Yan (as mentioned above, for convenience, this young man will be called Liu Yan in the future) got dressed, washed up, picked up a loaf of bread and stared at his mother's nagging and went out. Because of the typhoon a few days ago, there were almost no people on the streets, and there was a faint smell of fish wafting everywhere on the street. What kind of job can I find in this world, and what is the use of college students.

Ay.... sighed that Liu Yan walked into a park and sat on a rockery, feeling sad. The bread in his hand was inadvertently crushed, but it was still held tightly by him. Liu Yan has been thinking about his childhood from work, and then to his grandfather. Grandpa is a yin and yang, when he was a child, he always touched Liu Yan's little head and said to Liu Yan: Xiao Yan, the lightning and thunder on the day you were born are destined to be extraordinary in this life. Thinking of this, Liu Yan laughed at himself in his heart, hehe, it is indeed extraordinary, so extraordinary that he doesn't even have a job. As he spoke, he took out a gossip pendant given to him by his grandfather when he was ten years old, and his grandfather left Liu Yan in the same year. So Liu Yan has always carried the pendant as a treasure at any time, even though he knows that it may have been bought by his grandfather for a few yuan on the side of the road. Gently picked up the pendant liu yan looked at it sadly he was looking at it he suddenly felt the dragon on the edge of the pendant flash, liu yan wiped his eyes. It's really magical, all hallucinating.

The trees in the park began to sway, and it was cloudy again. Liu Yan put away the pendant, cursed the weather, and jumped off the rockery to run home. But just as he jumped off the rockery, a bolt of lightning struck him, and a heart-rending pain followed by darkness and endless darkness...

Section 3: Awakening

There was a piercing pain from the back of his heart, and Liu Yan felt that someone was holding a knife and constantly stabbing him. He opened his eyes, and the light around him was dim and damp, and there was a stench of human sweat and corpses. Occasionally, a few pleading moans and rat screams were heard. All around was hay that had never been seen before, and there was a small skylight that let in sunlight so that people could see around. Liu Yan rubbed his numb and painful limbs, and walked out of the room weakly.

Out of the small room was a slightly larger room, with three walls, one of which was a wooden wall made of stakes the thickness of a man's calf, and each stake was one width apart. It was dark and unoccupied. Where am I? Liu Yan kept asking himself, nervousness had replaced pain, he ran to the wooden wall, frantically hit the stake, and shouted: Let me out, where is this?

"Stop screaming, young man, it's useless. This is death row, we will die here after all" These words hit Liu Yan like a thunderbolt on a sunny day was stunned on the spot, relieved, Liu Yan looked at the source of the voice, it was an old man, about seventy or eighty years old, his whole body was in tatters, and there was an obvious tattoo on his face that made the originally gentle face look hideous. The old man leaned against the wall weakly, looked at Liu Yan with pity, and took out a palm-sized cake from his arms and gave it to Liu Yan.

Liu Yan ran to the side of the cake, picked it up and forgot to stuff it in his mouth. The old man can't stand it: slow down, don't choke, I haven't delivered some water today, cough cough.... The sound of coughing interrupted the old man's voice, and the old man's face turned white all of a sudden. Liu Yan hurriedly stepped forward to support his father-in-law, and a thick stench rushed into Liu Yan's nostrils, but Liu Yan didn't react, and gradually got used to it. When the old man's face was better, Liu Yan asked: Uncle, where is this?

The old man burst into tears and said: This is the death row of the Qin State? What the? Qin State? How's that, old man, what year is it? The old man looked at him in confusion: What year? Is it the 21st year of the Qin calendar? What the hell is the 21st year of the Qin calendar? This was obviously beyond Liu Yan's cognitive ability, he only remembered that he was struck by lightning, and the rest was gone. The clothes on the body have also changed, but fortunately, the pendant given by grandpa is still there, but someone is tearing and chirping. It may be that the Qin people have never entered the modern screw buckle and are afraid of breaking the exquisite rope, so they will take it away after Liu Yan dies and cuts off his head.

So how did I get in? The old man said: I heard the jailer say that the army found you outside the city, you were dressed strangely, and you thought you were a spy of the Qi country, so you were directly dragged to death row, and waited for the day to be dragged to the city gate with me to be beheaded. What the? Beheading? As soon as his eyes were dark, Liu Yan fainted.

The bustling Xianyang City is full of people, and the alleys of the market seem particularly peaceful. Occasionally, a few children chased and frolicked, and the smoke of war had not yet drifted here. Xianyang City is like a comfortable Xuanwu lying on the ground. Driving.... A rough shout and the rattling of horses' hooves broke the silence of the city, and three knights entered through the south gate and galloped all the way into the gate of the county office.

A treacherous-looking, thin-haired, richly dressed middle-aged man stumbled into the punishment hall, constantly screaming: My lord, my lord, it's not good, Captain Wang is here. A man came out of the back hall at the sound of a voice, six feet tall, bloated all over, with small eyes. With a sound of Qin-style official mansion, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed the man and asked: County Cheng, what is he doing here? The county should arrive: I don't know, go and greet it, otherwise you and I will die.

Before the county Cheng finished speaking, he had already strode out laughing: Oh, I said Captain Wang, what kind of wind blew you, there is a loss of welcome, there is a loss of welcome. The flattering county magistrate only looked at the feet above but didn't care, and fell into the arms of Captain Wang.

Besides, this Wang Xiaowei, who grew up to be five big and three thick, had a beard, his eyes were wide like two copper bells, so he was not scary, he was wearing armor, he was stroking his helmet, and he wanted to bring a crescent knife. After the county commander stood firm, he said: I am here to borrow some prisoners from you today on the order of General Liu, the war in the south is urgent, and people are needed to build the city wall.

The county commander stroked his hat: It stands to reason that the general has spoken, and the official should eat the pot pulp and do his best. It's just that recently there have been a lot of people in the city who have committed crimes. The arrest from above is strict, and the prisoners are all given to you, and it is difficult for the lower officials to explain.

When Captain Wang heard this, he snorted coldly, and his eyes widened like a tiger: What are you afraid of? When asked, he said that the general wanted it, and I saw who dared to stop him, and he was angry with Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu killed him. As he spoke, he lifted the crescent knife to slash. The scared county magistrate shouted Mom. Thanks to the county's support, otherwise he would have been paralyzed on the spot.

County Cheng Dao: Hehe, school captain, why are you all for the Great Qin Kingdom, why bother to be angry yourself, quickly, put it away, you go to the back room and sit, we will go and prepare it for you. "That's pretty much it," Captain Wang flicked his arms and led the other two people towards the back room.

The county officer hurriedly helped the county commander to sit aside, and beckoned to the official in the distance, who threw down his work and trotted all the way over. My lord, what's the matter? The county man sat down slowly, slowly cocked Erlang's legs and gave instructions to the officials; You go, let the prison bring all those death row inmates here, and leave all the thieves behind, and give them all to him, will we eat?" The official took the order, and went to the prison with his head held high......