After the second uncle saw me getting dressed, he said, "There are nine important murals on this wall.

"The first picture shows a middle-aged man in an official robe standing next to a village with a troop of soldiers and horses on a cold night, and a very old man is talking to him."

The second picture shows the middle-aged man and the army walking through the streets of the city, their horses covered with silk and cloth, and the common people welcome them.

The third picture shows a middle-aged man standing on a palace and talking to King Yelang sitting on a dragon chair. The fourth picture shows a middle-aged man standing in the room with his robe off and a masked man talking to him.

The fifth painting shows a middle-aged man kneeling in the palace talking to the emperor.

In the sixth painting, King Yoro is standing in a clearing, looking sadly at the ground beneath his feet, which has many cracks.

The seventh picture shows two armies fighting, one with a large "Han" character written on its banner and the other side with the word "night", and the night army is defeated and flees.

The eighth picture of the Blessed Fortune is that the middle-aged man seems to be comforting the Yelang King, and the Yelang King's face is full of sadness.

The ninth beatitude depicts a mountain, and there is nothing else.

Together, when the envoy of the Han Dynasty opened the Silk Road, he accidentally discovered Yelang, a small border country, and King Yelang heard that the envoy came from a big country and warmly entertained him.

However, the Night King's henchmen told the Han envoy a big secret, and the Han envoy hurriedly returned to the country to face the saint and told the emperor the news.

At this time, it was a hundred years of drought in Yelang and almost no grain was harvested, so Han sent troops to attack and persuade Yelang to hand over the things in secret.

Yelang dispersed the army and the people, and disappeared forever with the secret, and the last mountain should be the current Wangjia Mountain.

The second uncle talked about history in a set, and I was confused when I heard it, "Secret, what secret?" ”

The second uncle sighed and said: "After the ancient emperors conquered the world, they were glorious and rich, clothed and fed, they could die whoever they wanted, and they wanted which woman they wanted, what else could move him except for immortality?" ”

Phoenix?

The sound of creaking, creaking, creaking, gear turning.

The second uncle and I were busy to see what was going on.

Shi Chuan turned the gear in the middle, and the gear rotated slowly, only to see a big "Li" written in the middle of the gear.

The second uncle suddenly shouted, "I understand, it turns out that this is the case." ”

Click, click, click, the sound of chains pulling, and the innermost coffin moved away to reveal a dark hole.

We squatted next to the entrance of the cave, and from time to time there were gusts of wind blowing in the cave, and the second uncle threw a cold smoke and went down, and he didn't see the bottom for ten minutes.

I shouted, "Look at the writing on the wall." ”

After the coffin was removed, there was a row of small words written on the wall, The entrance to the Infernal Hell, the one who enters is alive? Death?

Buzz, buzz, hum, the horn sounded again, and this time I heard it clearly, it was coming from the hole in front of me.

Suddenly, a strong wind hit from behind, and the second uncle pushed me away.

When I turned my head sideways again, I saw the scene of the tall and thin man kicking the second uncle into the hole, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

I screamed, "No! ”

I crawled on the ground and dragged my heavy body, crawling towards the entrance of the cave to grab the second uncle, and even the thin and tall head was cut off by Chuan, which did not attract my sideways eyes.

I lay on the ground and stared down at the dark gates of hell.

Is the second uncle really dead?

Will it be back?

Suddenly, he felt a pain in his neck and fainted.

In a daze, I climbed on a very soft back, the back was so soft, so wide, so reassuring, that people didn't want to wake up.

Drunk and dreaming of death, in the peach blossoms, sleep here, never return.

Volume 1: The Strange Face of the Sichuan Kingdom (End)