If I exclude the voices of these resentful spirits in my ears, I can feel that this journey is not too peaceful.

"Holy!" Just as I was looking around at this common, somewhat excessive graveyard, the fat man rushed to my side, grabbed my arm, and shouted at me with his eyes closed: "I'm scared to death, fuck, it's disgusting!" ”

I looked at him in shock, and I felt quite funny, so I shook off his arm and said in disgust: "What's the matter, when did you have such a small guts?" ”

The fat man opened his eyes, looked around, and then retched twice before saying, "Fuck, just now I was listening to the voices in my ears and wanted to open my eyes to see them, but it turns out that these resentful spirits can no longer be described in terms of density, or more accurately in terms of viscosity." They were huddled together in crooked postures, flowing forward, no wonder I felt the wind! I'm disgusting! ”

"Who the let you open your eyes, if you don't die, you won't die, you're disgusting!" At first, I thought that these winds were caused by resentment, but now it seems that they are all small resentments, but because there are too many of them, they move inadvertently, and they become these gusts of wind. It's just that I don't know why, this place is full of so many useless resentful spirits, generally speaking, in a tomb, even if there is, it is extremely fierce to prevent tomb robbery. Secondly, even if it is a little weak, it is a martyred craftsman or a slave, and it is absolutely impossible to have this density.

After walking for a while, I turned a corner, and right around this corner, all the wind stopped.

"Master, I'm ......" Before I could finish speaking, Master interrupted me and patted me on the shoulder: "You are older, I can't protect you all the time, there are some things you decide by yourself, and then solve them yourself, of course, because of the bitter consequences caused by misjudgment, you have to try to bear it yourself, you know?" ”

I paused, glanced at Master, but sighed in my heart.

It seems that when I just dealt with that zombie, the touch on the master's mood was still quite big, before the master always wanted to get me under his wing for the rest of his life, every time other uncle told him to let me be independent, the master just promised to be very good, but still how to protect how to protect, but now I feel that the master really let go, but let go a little helplessly, there is a feeling of having to let go.

This discovery made me feel a little lost, as if I had lost something. But this road is always to be taken. At this moment, I suddenly remembered a story:

At the age of forty, the eagle's physical function declines, the beak will bend to the chest, the claws are aging and cannot grasp the prey, and the wings are also because of the aging of the feathers, and can not fly quickly, at this time, the eagle has two choices, one is to choose to die of old age, and the other option is that the eagle flies desperately up with plenty of food, flies to a cliff, endures severe pain and pulls out his toes with his aging beak, and then pulls out the feathers that have not been able to withstand too much resistance one by one, and waits for the toes and feathers to begin to grow new. In the end, he hit his beak hard, and starved to death after a few days.

This story tells us not to get along with ourselves if it's okay.

Since I have to go on my own in the future, I decided that I must not be unable to live with myself. Originally, I was going to open my eyes to see the situation over there, but when I think about the current situation, I feel like I still don't want to see it.

Inconsequential things, don't be curious, there was a master covering me to wipe my buttocks, but now it seems that curiosity kills cats, no one cares about me, I care about things that should be cared about.

This road is calmer than the previous one, there is no sound of resentful spirits at all, I guess there must be a barrier set up around the bend to stop these resentful spirits, the more I think about it, the more I feel that those resentful spirits are simply useless!

The next time, is a boring rush, in my impression, from the beginning of the opening of the door, should have walked a very large zigzag, this process should have gone through more than two hours, is it possible that the small village where I live, the following has long been hollowed out?

At the end of this zigzag, everyone rested again, and the Master looked around and said, "I probably know whose tomb it is." ”

"Who?" For so long before, Master and the others didn't have any clues, but now Master suddenly figured it out? I'm really curious, where did Master see it?

The master looked around, and said in a questioning tone with a look of affirmation: "During the Three Kingdoms period, Yu Ban!" ”

"Yu Ban?" I repeated, it's the same as me, could it be my own family?

"That's right, it's Yu Ban." Master repeated this very affirmatively.

I scratched my head and said to Master, "Master, I am not particularly familiar with the affairs of the Three Kingdoms period, but in my impression, Yu Ban is just a military general, and he is still a traitor, how did he build such a big tomb with ingenuity!" ”

"Of course he couldn't have built such a big tomb, he was originally from Shandong, you know?" Master explained to me little by little.

"Shandong? I think about it, Shandong is Qingzhou, which should belong to Wei during the Three Kingdoms period, so that Yu Ban is indeed from Shandong. I sorted out my thoughts and replied, "But even if you are from Shandong, what can you do?" And I remember that after Cao Pi humiliated him, he himself fell ill in shame and died. How can there be time to build this great tomb? ”

Master smiled and said, "You have read a lot of books during this time, I didn't expect you to know so much, what you said is good, he was indeed humiliated and died, but if he doesn't build this tomb, it doesn't mean that others can't build it!" Are you thinking about who else is from Shandong? ”

I try to remember the famous people of the Three Kingdoms period in my mind, but when I read the book at that time, the focus was not on their birthplace at all! After thinking about it for a long time to no avail, I had to say to the master, "I really don't know yet. ”

Master nodded and asked, "You're probably thinking about the famous generals of the Wei Kingdom, right?" ”

"Yes, this is a large number of Shandong people, right?" I replied truthfully.

"Whoever told you that those born here must be from the Wei Kingdom!" The master touched his beard, put on an unfathomable appearance and said to me: "Shu can also be from Shu, such as Zhuge Liang!" ”

"What? Is Zhuge Liang also from Shandong? I asked in surprise, if this tomb was designed by Zhuge Liang, then I believe it, but why did he build such a tomb for Yu Ban?