Chapter 35: The Resurrected Terracotta Warriors (Part II)
Time passed minute by minute, and the green pillar of light was gradually weakening, I really couldn't calm down, and turned back to Wu Yue and shouted, "I can't, you can come." ”
Wu Yue said sharply: "You are not a member of the Wu family, you can't control this ring, I tell you the truth, we are all in the illusion now, I know that you are not Guan Yue, really Guan Yue has already disappeared from the world, everything is planned by Bai Yun behind the scenes, Xiyang's death is also caused by Bai Yun, history will not change, Xiyang will definitely die here, but whether Jiang Yuan can live depends on whether you can unravel the meaning of this Huangquan ciphertext." ”
I was stunned, my mind was blank, I was at a loss, I looked at Wu Yue, I couldn't say a word.
The green light disappeared, everything returned to the way it was before, I raised my left foot in a panic, I looked at the three jade bibs closest to me in front of me, I asked myself, left, or right.
The tremors struck again, this time with a lot of movement. It's not just dust that's falling overhead, it's starting to show grit.
Wu Yue turned the ring again, "The red face will ride the red dust road, and the white silk will sacrifice the soul to cross the flowers." ”
"The red face will ride the red dust road, and the white silk sacrifice soul will return to Chang'an." I tried to calm myself down, and I told myself that this was not the first time I had broken into the illusion, and since I had managed to break through my demons and break the illusion maze the first two times, I would definitely be able to do so this time.
I stand in the original place, what is my inner demon?
Yes, it's persistence.
I am obsessed with Zhang Yuan's deception of me, obsessed with Jiang Yuan's guilt, obsessed with my hatred of the Xiao family, and obsessed with my own confusion about my life experience.
Who am I. Where does it come from, does it really matter?
Who is Zhang Yuan. What if it's Zhang Xiyue? What if she deceived me in order to fulfill the task assigned to her by the family? She really loved me.
Jiang Yuan is a member of the Xiao family. It's my uncle's own flesh and blood, my parents have been looking for him for so many years, and even were secretly killed in order to find him, and the whereabouts of the bones are still unknown, but this can't be blamed on him, he was still a baby at that time, how can I hate an innocent baby.
The Xiao family? The person who ordered the secret killing of my parents has received the retribution he deserves, he is ostensibly a member of the Xiao family, but his heart is not. It's not the blood of the Xiao family that flows in the veins, why should I hate the Xiao family, I shouldn't hate.
My heart suddenly opened up, everything is my attachment, my heart is blinding my eyes, blinding my heart.
Take a deep breath, shout, and the dark clouds that have been suppressed in your heart instantly dissipate, and you open your eyes again. Impressively open-minded.
I looked back at Wu Yue and smiled, "It is worthy of being a disciple of Master Zhang." ”
Wu Yue also smiled, "You're not bad." It's just fate, I can only be one of you, and the illusion will disappear. If we can't untie it yet, we'll all be stuck here forever. That is, dead. ”
I see in the distance that the fighting is still raging, I know. I go over now, and I just die with them, and I said how can there be a crossing in this world, it turns out that it is really an entrance illusion.
Calm his mind, and the four sentences just now flashed in his mind, "Walking on the snow and returning to the road, what is the home of the twilight snow and morning bell, the red face is riding the red dust road, and the white silk sacrifice soul crosses the flowers." ”
"When the snow is divided, what is the home of the twilight snow and morning bell."
"The red face will ride the red dust road, and the white silk will sacrifice the soul to cross the flowers."
"I see."
I took off the seven rings I had been wearing around my neck and arranged them in the palm of my hand one by one, according to their colors.
Stepping on the snow, the snow is white, and it is divided, which is the middle, that is, the first step should be the one in the middle of the three jade bibs.
I didn't give myself time to weigh what was right or wrong, and as soon as I stepped on it, I felt the jade slowly sink until it was parallel to the ground.
I look like Wu Yue, he is nodding slightly at me at the moment, with a faint smile on his face.
Twilight snow, morning bell, one is night, one is morning, whether it is sunset or morning sun, the color is reddish, sure enough, among the five jade pieces that appeared in front of me, there seems to be a faint blood stain on it, I don't know if this explanation will be too far-fetched, but I can't care so much, because I feel the threat from behind and the vibration under my feet again, Jiang Yuan They may not be able to hold on, if Xiyang is destined to die here, then what about Jiang Yuan?
My feet landed lightly on the bloodstained jade, and the jade slowly sank, and at the same time I felt a jolt under my feet, it was a tremor coming from the ground, as if something was moving.
When I hesitated, I bit my fingers, and the blood dripped on the jade one by one, and I found that among the seven jades, the blood stains on two of the jade were gone, as if they had never existed.
I looked at them, and I rode a sword, and I stepped on a jade bi, and the jade bi also slowly descended, and this time, I saw violent footsteps in front of me, this footstep was too familiar to me, this is their underground terracotta army, it is the guard of the royal tomb.
Wu Yue also sensed this, however, he was not flustered, obviously, he had long known that there would be such a catastrophe here, because I had already distanced myself from him, and he shouted at me: "Xiao Fang, don't care about anything, unravel the last sentence and open the bronze door." ”
I closed my eyes and tried my best to stabilize my mind, white silk, sacrifice souls, crossing, Fanghua. The white silk is white, white symbolizes death, death, it means that the soul returns to the Yellow Spring, sacrifices the soul, summons the undead, and Fanghua means rebirth, this word is the meaning of calling for rebirth.
In front of me, there were nine jade bibs, two, three, four arranged in a triangle, and the top one was empty, and above that, I saw a miniature altar with a black square box on it.
After pondering for a moment, in the sound of approaching footsteps, I suddenly understood a truth, the Huangquan Sacrifice is the Huangquan Sacrifice, and the code word of the last mechanism is the Huangquan Sacrifice, this game, no matter which piece of jade I step on, I will die, only by getting the black box on the miniature altar, that is, the Huangquan Sacrifice, and then pressing the mechanism on the altar, this can pass through here safely.
However, I visually measured the distance, at least four meters, if it was a standing long jump, I would definitely not be able to, maybe I would lie on top of those jade bibs when I landed, and my own weight would force the jade bibs to sink, and then the mechanism would be activated, and the consequences would be unimaginable.
Light work? I won't.
I looked up and down, left and right, and said that the walls of this square were smooth, and there was not even a place to hold the rope, if there was, it was not impossible for me to walk the tightrope past, but at present, I am afraid that this plan is no way.
Time is running out, I just wanted to go back and call Wu Yue, after all, he is a member of the Wu family, and he is the eldest disciple of Zhang Ye, this martial arts should not be bad, because this Zhang Ye is not a ghost Zhang Mosheng, but another powerful figure, and his existence is a myth.
"Wu-" My eyes are empty. (To be continued.) )