When these two men heard my words, they immediately flashed to the side, and the two men, with four eyes, stared at me intently, as if they were waiting for me to solve some thousand-year-old unsolved case.

In front of the bronze gate, Jiang Yuan, who had been "mutated", was looking at me with an extremely curious look at me at this moment, tilting his head to me a bit like a stray cat at the door of our house, but it was too big and ugly.

Xiyang asked me what was written on it, and I shook my head at him and said, "Nothing." ”

Wu Yue's face immediately turned wrong, and he didn't care about the four-legged monster that was staring at us, so he came to my side in three or two steps, snatched the Yellow Spring Immortal Sacrifice from my hand, and after taking a look, he said to himself in a very incredible way, "This is impossible." ”

Because the light board on it was shiny, not to mention the words, there was not a single scratch, and everything disappeared in an instant as if by magic.

I sneered, "It's impossible, the Yellow Springs Sacrifice is a sacred object of the Rama Wu Clan, and the rune information on it is related to the heavens and the earth, how can it be easily peeped at by ordinary people like us." ”

Xiyang was silent, and Wu Yue still didn't believe it, he looked at me, as if I had deliberately eaten the words on it, and that kind of look made me feel very uncomfortable.

Actually, I saw half of the rune information on this Huangquan Immortal Sacrifice and memorized it firmly, but this information is related to the fate of too many people, I can't say it, and even if I say it, they won't believe it, because it's ridiculous.

Besides, when I rotated the book clockwise back into position for the last time, the symbols were like nimble sprites, instantly resetting and disappearing.

I silently counted the remaining time in my heart, and I knew that the so-called water of the Yellow River. It's about to be poured here, and those of us, because we know secrets that we shouldn't know, are destined to stay here, waiting for the next intruder to come with everything here for eternity.

The rumbling sound in their ears was getting closer and closer, and Xiyang and Wu Yue began to get agitated. It's just me, unusually calm.

Because, all this inevitably happened, and I now completely understand what he means by saying that history will not change.

Old Cloud Mountain, this is just a later person because there will be a fixed few days here every summer is clouds and smoke, thick fog and low-hanging clouds together to hide this mountain, for a long time, everyone is used to calling it Old Cloud Mountain. But in fact, in the few lines of runes of the Huangquan Immortal Sacrifice, I saw a few words, and it was because of these words that I knew and instantly understood everything.

Qishan, of course, is not the Qishan of the mythical Fengming Qishan, and this Qishan cannot find any information in the existing archives. Because the information about it has long been burned by a great county lord in our ancient times, and everyone who knows about it has been killed. Even in order to cover it up, even pregnant women or newborn babies are buried alive en masse, mind you, alive, not killed.

Some people will surely say, is there a difference between burying alive and killing?

I can tell you. Essentially, it's not much of a difference, it's all living people who end up being a corpse, but I can also tell you that killing a person is easy. But it is even more difficult to destroy the soul of a person.

The ancients said that people have three souls and seven spirits, and none of the three souls will survive, and the seven spirits are more complicated.

Why did the monarch gather the pregnant women and bury them alive, because the child has survived in the mother's body, from that moment on, there is a soul and a soul, if it is a simple killing, it can only make the mother die, but it cannot hurt the baby, most of the people who die are resentful, especially the pregnant woman, this resentment is heavier, the nourishment of blood will make these resentments condense, and then gather in one place, when the time comes, it will automatically form a power between humans and ghosts, this power will take revenge according to the memory of the previous life.

Of course, if it were an ordinary person, he might not believe this, but emperors are different, from ancient times to the present, any emperor is a coward like a mouse, don't look at them in the court during the day, calling for wind and rain, holding the power of life and death, at night, in the dead of night, they are the most afraid in their hearts, there was a precedent of having nightmares all day and night after killing too many people, and finally being tortured to death.

Therefore, the county lord knew all this well, and while destroying the corpse, he also invited a master, and under the guidance of this master, he began the final purge of those who knew about this matter.

All the pregnant women had to drink a special bowl of talisman water before they were buried alive, and then the soldiers used a special tool to block the seven orifices of the pregnant women, and finally when the pregnant women were struggling to suffocate to death, they were put into a pre-arranged corpse pit, and then the skulls were pried open and a pre-prepared talisman water was poured from the top of the brain, during which the pregnant women were in great pain, and then these people quickly re-covered the skulls and buried them alive.

The purpose of this is to seal the soul and soul in the womb of the pregnant woman in the mother's body forever and forever.

In that rune, I also saw a line of words, which I recognized, and I memorized it backwards, because it was the memory of my past life, yes, my past life.

I don't have time to digest this fact at the moment, all I know is that some memories come back in an instant, as if those runes disappeared and burrowed into my head, and everything that began was hazy and clear in an instant.

I looked at Xiyang, and I felt inexplicably sad, this person is inextricably linked with me, so that in this life, he is still by my side, but the result still cannot be changed.

I closed my eyes and thought for a moment, I don't know how long this moment was, but I felt like a lifetime had passed, and when I opened my eyes again, I suddenly felt that everything in front of me was changing, as if it was a mural restored by Qianjue, everything was being restored little by little, this place, the people here, everything here.

Everything is like rewinding to the movie, and time seems to be turned back.

Six thousand years ago.

Qishan underground palace.

In my previous life, I passed through this passage with a team of elite soldiers, the walls on both sides were engraved with all the origins and development of the Rama Wu clan, and the floor was polished with black bricks from the city of hell.

At that time, this bronze gate had not yet been completed, the gate was only the first to see its shape, there was nothing bare on the façade, I looked at the craftsmen who were captured by us from the land of Hanzhong standing aside with handcuffs and shackles, and my heart was inexplicably sad, and then I plucked a hairpin from the head of a maid beside me, and then wrote down those four sentences on a person's back, the bloody scene, I seemed to be able to smell the smell of blood. (To be continued.) )