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When the old man saw that the Mongol Khan was determined, he no longer continued to admonish, but said:

"If the Great Khan insists on this, then inflict your hatred for all beings on me! I'm willing to endure all the suffering! ”

When the Mongol Khan heard this, he laughed again, saying that the old man was a stupid man who looked like dry bones.

So he ordered him to be tied to a wooden frame, hammered into his shoulder blades with iron nails, and whipped his body with a leather whip dipped in fire oil.

Burn his flesh with fire, torture the old man with all his torture, and want to hear the old man's cry for mercy!

The old man didn't say a word in the process, nor did he beg for mercy, but cried silently~~~

Later, the king of Khan finally got tired and was very puzzled by the old man's crying.

He asked, "Why don't you ask for mercy, but you are weeping, and you are afraid of me?" ”

The old man replied to him:

"I'm not afraid, but pity ~~~~~~ you

Because the more you abuse me at this time, when I punish you, I will no longer be unbearable~~~"

When the king of Khan heard this, he was quite surprised, so he ordered his men to put the old man down and ask for the name of the white-haired old man.

The old man replied to him, "I am but a guilty man, and my name is insignificant."

But because I was stubborn when I was young, reversed the way of heaven, and did not educate your ancestors, so you are brutal and ignorant today, I used to be deeply ashamed of this, and I can't bear to kill you, but now, I don't feel guilty anymore!

This is where you will be......

After the old man finished speaking, he put his bloody hand on the shoulder of the Khan King.

At that moment, King Han seemed to see his own afterlife, and he was in a trance, but when he woke up, he was shocked.

He knelt on the ground and bowed to the old man, and grabbed the old man's sleeve and cried and begged for mercy~~~~

The king of Khan said that he would rather ask the old man to give him a death than send him to that place of great suffering~~~

He was originally a reckless man on the grassland, he didn't know the retribution of heaven, and he committed a heinous crime in ignorance. From now on, he is willing to order his generals to stop killing~~~, unload his armor and return to the field~~~~, and ask the old man to forgive him for his sins~~~~~

But the white-haired old man shook his head, looking down at the Khan King with compassion,

"I can't forgive you because sinners can't forgive sinners ~~~~

Just like the Qin generals of the past, I will make you a god, give you eternal life, and let you pay for this heinous sin......

Eternal life is not a gift, but a punishment ~~~~~~"

This ballad-like incantation was silently recited many times in Chen Zhi's ears, over and over again, during which Chen Zhi saw countless pictures, those pictures were very ancient, and most of them appeared in those tall Mongolian soldiers wearing armor.

They rode on black horses, with the heads of prisoners of war tied to their saddles, their sharp scimitars whistling in the wind, and their iron hooves trampled all over the Central Plains.

With no mercy in their eyes, they slaughtered the babies that were waiting to be fed, chopped them up and fed them to their hunting dogs, knocked off the hands and feet of the pregnant women, tied them to wooden frames, and took turns to commit violence, and then put them in the fire.

The Central Plains army was vulnerable under their fiery horses, people were wailing under their iron hooves, corpses were scattered all over the field, the flames of war were burning the plains, and there were severed limbs everywhere, and the cruel scene was simply unbearable.

Chen Zhi looked at the scenes, every scene was shocking, every scene was tragic, he couldn't control his anger, he couldn't help but jump into that scene, and dragged those tall and brutal grassland demons into hell......

And in all the clips, Chen Zhi can see a back, it is an old man in a white robe, he has his back to Chen Zhi, his long hair is as white as silver threads, his snow-white dust is on his right arm, fluttering in the wind, indifferently looking at the purgatory-like world in front of him~~~

I don't know why, Chen Zhizhi clearly felt that the strong sense of self-blame in the old man's heart, as if everything in front of him was caused by him, and the indescribable remorse he buried in his heart made him suffer a lot~~~~

And just when the resentment in Chen Zhi's heart merged with the picture and was about to ignite, the white-haired old man suddenly turned his head and glanced at Chen Zhi ~~~~~~

The old man's face was dark, Chen Zhi didn't even see his face, only saw his eyes flash, familiar eyes as bright as stars, and then disappeared......

After that, all the images flashed like a rewinded videotape.

As these pictures passed quickly, thousands of years passed like a flick of a finger, Chen Zhi's surging heart slowly calmed down, and finally, he blended into that aura.

That kind of aura was very gentle, just like the maternal womb that originally gave birth to him, which made Chen Zhi's heart very quiet, and made him even have a feeling that he didn't want to leave this aura.

But in the end, the aura vanished, and everything was quiet again, and in front of me, there was only the large black sarcophagus and the dust whisk placed on it.

Everyone stood by stupidly, they didn't see anything just now, the time was only a second for them!

Looking at Chen Zhi's appearance as if he was in a different world, everyone didn't know what was going on......

"You're ......, are you alright? Orange. ”

Fat Wei asked tentatively beside him,

"Why were you stupid just now, like in a dream, did you see something?"

"I saw a lot of things......"

Chen Zhi replied softly:

"These things are true images that history books won't tell us~~~

I saw what this group of Mongols from the steppe had done on this land!!

Perhaps as the years go by, people have forgotten the hatred of their ancestors, the Danqing Historical Records cover them up, and the descendants of the Han people have forgotten the bloody catastrophe of a thousand years ago.

But the way of heaven will not forget ......,

Those who commit these sins must be punished!! ”

After Chen Zhi's words were finished, everyone was quiet for a long time, and the air instantly froze.

In this ink-black tomb, Chen Zhi's every sentence is very clear, especially when it comes to the Mongols, everyone feels very embarrassed, especially Humeng, the color on his face is simply ugly~~~~

"Are you okay~~~~",

In order to alleviate this embarrassing atmosphere, Fat Wei hurriedly smiled and said,

"Orange, are you the goddess of justice on top, or what?

A thousand years ago, what the hell does it matter to us? ”

Besides, we Chinese all know that don't hit people in the face ~~~

In front of His Royal Highness the Prince, he said that the ancestors of the people are not very good~~~~", after Fat Wei finished speaking, he glanced at Chen Zhi and pointed to Humeng next to him.

At this time, Humeng's face turned purple eggplant, he was already full of fear of this place, after listening to Chen Zhi's words just now, now he is even afraid of being embarrassed, and he just doesn't know what to say.

In the end, it was the old somersault that resolved the awkward atmosphere,

"Okay~~~, let's not talk about those useless ones!!

Now that Chen Zi has broken this barrier, we will now push the lid of this stone coffin open and see what is inside.................."

In the end, it was the old somersault that resolved the awkward atmosphere,

"Okay~~~, let's not talk about those useless ones!!

Now that Chen Zi has broken this barrier, we will now push the lid of this stone coffin open and see what is inside.................."