In 224 BC, Qin Wang Jian led an army of 600,000 to attack Chu, and Chen soldiers were in Chen. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info lasted a year, but no work was done. Wang was angry and went to Chu in person, so that the dead soldiers broke the main force of the Chu army in Qi. The Son of Heaven was angry and bled for thousands of miles. In the battle, 10,000 dead soldiers of the Qin State fought bloodily, and died in the sea of fire with the 3,000 "Ghost Eye" legions of the Chu State, and no life was lost.

The sword light and sword shadow are still in front of him, but the warriors of a hundred battles have turned into dust and ashes. The brave and incomparable general Wang Jian won, but he had no joy in it. He prostrate in front of the mighty King of Qin, trembling in both strands, his face like earth.

Just as the day of heaven and the spirit of heaven and about to become the emperor of Yingzheng, he clenched a silk book in his hand, his eyes were split, and he swore hatefully: "Dominate the world, the day of the success of hegemony, I should break the fallacy, destroy the six arts, burn all kinds of evil tricks in the world, and return me to the Great Qin!" ”

With a roar, the silk book flew out of his hand and flew towards the blazing bonfire, falling into the fire in the dark night wind. In the flames, the silk silk shrinks and rolls up, and a dark red ghost eye painted on the silk book seems to be unwilling, glaring angrily at the endless world that is red by the flames of war......

Finally, the ghost eye disappeared, the silk book burned to ashes, and countless embers fluttered into the four fields like butterflies, taking away the anger of the first emperor through the ages, and also annihilating the Chu State's year-long reliance on blocking the Qin army. In 223 B.C., Wang Qian's army drove straight in, captured the king of Chu, killed Changping Jun, and the Chu general Xiang Yan died, and Chu died.

Time has sealed countless secrets and past events, more than 2,200 years have passed since the fall of the Chu State, and our story begins on a very ordinary day: July 4, 1995.

On a demolition construction site near the Wuhou Temple in City C, the huge mechanical arm of the excavator flew up and down, and rows of low and dilapidated shantytowns fell to the ground in the rumbling sound, raising pieces of dust in the sky.

Due to its remote location, there were hardly any people on the site. The sky was close to dusk, and when the grabber of the excavator went deep into the bottom of a low wall, the driver Du Xiaowei suddenly felt a shock of the excavator, and then, the machine trembled violently, and there was a muffled sound of "pop", and the scratching teeth of seven or eight centimeters square were broken off.

“TMD！” Du Xiaowei spat hatefully, opened the door and jumped out of the car.

Kick off the soft floating soil on the surface, revealing a low section of the wall. The small blue bricks were very firmly bonded, and under the tremendous force of the excavator, a large piece was cracked.

There's something buried underneath, and it doesn't look like it's very recent.

Du Xiaowei looked up and looked around, there was no one nearby, hesitated, he made an unwise decision: dig it up first, maybe there are gold and silver dollars buried underneath, and there are ownerless things.

When the end of work was approaching, the foreman Bi Boss and his wife noticed that there was something unusual on the excavator's side. The machine was always on, but the cab was empty.

"Du Xiaowei, where did you die? The machine is empty, and it doesn't cost money to burn oil? ”

But no one responded.

Something is clearly not right. Boss Bi rushed to the side of the excavator in three steps and two steps, and when he saw the situation at the scene, this guy opened his mouth wide and didn't close it for a long time.

Du Xiaowei died, and he died very suddenly. There was a big pit with a radius of more than three meters at the scene, Du Xiaowei was lying on top of a half-opened coffin with black paint, his hands stretched out in the coffin, his face was black, and his expression was hideous, as if he had been killed by the evil ghost in the coffin.

With a gasp, Boss Bi waved his hand to stop his wife who was following him, mustered up the courage to jump into the pit, reached out and grabbed Du Xiaowei's collar, trying to pull him up.

Unfortunately, the unexpected happened. A black gas from the coffin rushed straight to the door, and before Bi Laolian could snort, he slowly shriveled to the ground. The black qi dissipated, revealing the figure of Boss Bi facing the sky on his back, his hands kept spasming, and then he was unable to straighten it, and the skin on his face quickly shrank and dried, and in a short time, it turned into a strange and terrifying dried corpse.

Boss Bi's wife let out an earth-shattering scream, sat down and fell to the ground, and suddenly fainted in fright, and she didn't know what to do.

People from the public security and cultural relics departments arrived one after another.

The five comrades of the public security had ugly faces, as if they had been owed 180,000 yuan for a long time, and two of them brutally searched the whole body of Bi Lao's wife until they confirmed that there were no suspicious objects on her body and found that she was delirious, and then they turned their attention to the corpse at the scene.

The comrades of the cultural relics department were ecstatic to receive the treasure, and six people, old and young, excitedly put on masks and rubber gloves, gathered around the coffin, and carefully took out the contents one by one, basically not letting go of even a piece of cloth.

In the ancient coffin is a female corpse, wearing a nine-layer satin robe, the corpse only has a skeleton, black hair, and it is estimated that she is not very old. Looking at the funeral utensils and clothing, it should be an official eunuch or a large family in the Qing Dynasty.

As it gets darker, temporary emergency lights have been erected on the construction site to illuminate this corner as bright as day. The coffin had been lifted in its entirety, and where it had been dropped, it was now a large oval hole more than three meters deep. It had just rained in the evening, and there was a pool of stagnant water under the tomb, and the color of the water was strange black, and it shone slightly under the reflection of the skylight.

The comrade in charge of the public security was a thin middle-aged man who stood on the edge of the pit and wanted to light a cigarette. As soon as the disposable lighter was turned on, a gust of wind blew abruptly, and the flames were eerily extinguished, which made him shiver suddenly.

In July, it was a stove-like weather, and no matter how strong the wind blew, it was impossible to make people feel cold. The comrade in charge was a little confused, turned his head to stare at the deep pit, and suddenly felt that the pit seemed to be alive, as if it had become a ghost eye, staring at him gloomily.

spit out thick phlegm and scolded his mother fiercely. Two people died in a row, and the matter was a bit big, probably because I was worried about how to explain to my superiors, so I was stunned from the bottom of my heart. Glancing at the old and young people of the cultural relics department who were excited and busy, the responsible comrade sighed at the unfairness of his colleagues' different lives, sat down on the track of the excavator next to him, lit the fire again, and finally lit a cigarette. Outside the police cordon in the distance, there was a small group of idlers watching the bustle, he didn't bother to pay attention to the gossip of these people, smoking a cigarette sullenly, and staring blankly at the corpse covered with a white cloth not far away.

The forensic doctor has not yet come, and the cause of death is not easy to determine. According to preliminary analysis, the cause of the death was arsenic poisoning, and there was a large amount of arsenic in the coffin, which may have been used to repel insects and embalming.

The white cloth covering the corpse was a little small, and it was blown by the wind for half the night, and half of Du Xiaowei's head and Bi Boss's two feet were exposed. In the light, the responsible comrade was suddenly surprised to find that Du Xiaowei's originally closed eyes suddenly opened and stared straight at the sky.

He was taken aback by the horrific scene. Looking closely, I saw Du Xiaowei's mouth slightly open, as if a golden insect crawled out of his open mouth.

The comrade's cigarette fell on his pants and burned a hole, but he didn't seem to notice it. I saw that the little golden thing vibrated its wings, walked around Du Xiaowei's face unhurriedly, and disappeared as soon as it went into the ground.

Blinking vigorously, he stared at the corpse for a moment, wondering if what he was seeing was a hallucination, and then finally he couldn't help it, and got up and walked over.

Unfortunately, he accidentally tripped over the dead man's feet exposed by Boss Bi outside the white cloth, and fell on Du Xiaowei at once, face to face with the corpse.

Du Xiaowei's pupils were already paralyzed, but what was very strange was that his eyes like dead fish suddenly turned around. The responsible comrade's hairs stood on end: "Mom, it's a corpse!" He screamed and struggled to get up, only to find that his palms were sticky. When I looked up, I felt a wave of nausea, several golden insects were crushed to death on the palms of my hands, and more insects on the ground were crawling out in groups from under the corpses.

The responsible comrade opened his mouth as wide as Du Xiaowei, was dumbfounded for a moment, and realized the danger. When he reacted and tried to lift his foot and step on these disgusting insects, his body suddenly twitched, his eyes widened to the point that they almost burst out of their sockets, and then he fell to the ground silently.

"Director, what's wrong with you?" A young policewoman next to her noticed the anomaly and ran over while shouting. At this moment, in front of everyone's eyes, a golden light and shadow flew up from the ground like lightning and shot towards the policewoman. The policewoman shook violently, as if she had been hit by a bullet, and kept running and hovered in the air.

In the midst of everyone's exclamations, time stopped for a moment.

After being attacked by the golden light, the policewoman mysteriously did not fall to the ground, but fell to the ground in a gust of wind. Standing for a moment, she seemed to wake up, stretched her limbs slowly, and looked around by the way, with a meaningful smile on her face.

A young colleague who caught up behind her helped her waist and asked anxiously, "Xiao Li, are you okay?" ”

The policewoman didn't answer, she looked down at her colleague's hand on her waist, and her eyes flickered strangely. Suddenly, she stretched out her hand, hooked her fingers, like sharp claws, and easily tore open the artery in her colleague's neck.

Blood gushed out a meter away, and the young policeman tried in vain to cover his neck with his hands, but the man slowly fell to the ground.

In the chaos of crying and shouting at the scene, the policewoman looked up into the distance, her face calm and unwavering. Then she glanced at the lights of the city not far away, turned and leaped into the darkness, like a wisp of smoke, which disappeared in a flash.

Things are clearly going beyond archaeology and public security. That night, the relevant mysterious departments intervened one after another, and all information was sealed and classified as classified. Bi Laoda's wife was sent to a psychiatric hospital, and after countless investigations and interrogations, the policewoman's family received a letter informing her: Li Xiaoli, female, born in 1970, absconded in fear of crime after killing people at the Wuhou Temple in C City in July 1995.