Chapter 111: The Tomb of the Master of the Soul of Yan Huang
After groaning in pain, Qin Lanshan opened his eyes, his first feeling was that I was still alive? Damn the big white cat, didn't you say that these beasts have no wisdom at all, and they were almost yin by it.
Thanks to the rest of the ancient scrolls, his body's ability to resist blows is quite strong. He sat up and spat out a mouthful of blood. When he looked up, he saw a shiny hole in the top of his head, where he and the snow lion had fallen.
The entrance of the cave was more than ten meters away from the ground here, and he and the snow lion were equivalent to rolling down the slope of the snowy mountain, and then fell into the hole more than ten meters deep. It was a kind of luck to be alive, and he felt that the bones in his whole body were crispy.
The snow lion beside him had lost his breath, and there was still residual temperature in his body, and he tried to look around. I thought this was an ice cave, a hollow place under the ice for some reason. But he found that the place where his ass sat was not so hard, and when he grabbed it with his hand, he felt the feeling of dirt.
This is not an ice cave, and there is still mud on this frosty and snowy plain? He touched the walls, and felt that the cold felt not like snow or ice, but hard stone. In an instant, there was a light in the cave.
The glare of the light made him have to close his eyes, and slowly felt the light dim a lot, and he opened his eyes. I saw that this was a long stone corridor, and there were countless oil lamps lit up around it. The place where he fell seemed to be a vent, and at this moment, the position of the vent was blocked by a large cloud of falling wind and snow.
The road is about 20 meters long, 5 or 6 meters wide and high, and is sealed with stone slabs on all sides. Behind is a cold stone wall, and in front of you is not sure where it leads. Qin Chaoshan dragged the snow lion and walked forward. There is no such terrible wind and snow in it, and the effect of the heating clothes is slowly revealed.
The snow lion can be used as its own food, and it seems to weigh hundreds of pounds, and its own food has been settled. The oil lamps around him slowly flickered, and soon fell into darkness again. I don't know what place it is, but in the Third Age there was such a thing as oil lamps.
There have been no traces here for at least many years, and as for the oil lamp, according to Qin Chaoshan, there are many kinds of materials that can achieve the effect of a 10,000-year-old lamp. It's just that the places where there are usually such 10,000-year-old lamps seem to be graves, and the ghostly ghost fire makes people feel chills.
He dragged the snow lion forward, and after a dozen steps, the oil lamp came on again, and the heavy sound of his footsteps on the stone floor was combined with these flickering lights, which made him feel more stressed. Looking at the age of the surrounding stone walls, Qin Chaoshan could also guess that this was an ancient tomb.
It's just that in the Third Age, even if the city lord died, a stone monument would be erected in the Martyrs' Park after cremation. The custom of burial has been abandoned for many years. The tombs here are at least more than a thousand years old, but fortunately, there are oil lamps that remove some of the yin energy.
In the flickering oil lamp, the front is always bright, and the dazzling light just now is coming from the front. He finally walked a long twenty meters and came to the end of the road. From the aggrieved road to the end, I only felt suddenly enlightened.
The scene in the middle of the corridor is a magnificent ancient city-state, which lies quietly underground, covering an area of one or two kilometers. Man is like a little ant in it. And above the sky, the sun, moon and stars appeared at the same time. Looking up, the giant crystal that glowed white was the moon, and ten virtual sun crystals that glowed with golden light.
There are also large and small scattered stars, as if countless silver beads are scattered together. All the crystal balls float in the sky, generating inexplicable energy gravity and rotating with each other, and above these few square kilometers, it seems like a small cosmic space.
The four sides of the city-state are smooth tomb walls, and the Yongdao where Qin Chaoshan Mountain is located is a small hole in the wall. However, this was not difficult for Qin Chaoshan, he climbed down the road with the snow lion on his back, and it took nearly 100 meters to reach the bottom of the tomb.
The bottom was still dry dirt, and Qin Chaoshan looked in the direction of the city-state from the bottom. The city wall, which is about seven or eight meters high, is made of special clay to surround the entire city-state, and the style is similar to that of the ancient Chinese city-state.
The square hollow-shaped building, outside of the city-state there is a moat, and the water in the moat is mercury. Qin Lanshan looked at this mausoleum and couldn't help but think of the legendary mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang in the Second Era. But naturally it can't be that mausoleum, because this mausoleum contains a lot of information.
There are two terracotta warriors and horses placed at the gate of the city, which are similar in shape and craftsmanship to the Chinese terracotta figurines, but the outfit is two knights wearing knights' costumes, and the style is the style of the Middle European Century. The ten days in the sky should be the meaning of the great catastrophe, from the allusion to the ten days of China. But when I walked into the city, I found that it was full of all kinds of pottery.
The Taoists wore different costumes, including almost all ethnic groups. All of them were warriors, and they were armed with weapons, and most of them were cold weapons. All the people looked to the center of the city, the pyramidal city.
It is said that the pyramid is called the pyramid in China, which is called the bucket type, like a four-sided square funnel buckled upside down. Everyone looked at the gorgeous palace with expectant eyes. If this is a mausoleum, that location should be the location of the owner of the tomb.
And the owner of this tomb is very unusual, and his status should be very high, just like the current free sky. Moreover, the age of the formation of this mausoleum is even older than the age of the Frost and Snow Plain. Because on top of these terracotta figurines, the more you go to the inner city, the more you find that their weapons are slowly becoming more advanced.
However, the most advanced weapons have only reached the level of laser weapons, and even laser weapons are not as advanced as the current ancient savages. This shows that the age of the tomb owner is far from entering the Third Age, and it is very likely that he was a figure at the end of the Second Age.
The end of the Second Age can be said to be the era of heroes, and that was the great chaos that really exterminated humanity. This character must be a big hero, and from the workmanship of this tomb, you can also find that every bit of it is the work of craftsmen. They were nostalgic for that figure, not forced to work.
The expressions of each terracotta warrior were one of anticipation and adoration, and when they approached the inner city, they could still find some people half-kneeling with their swords stuck in the ground. Their expressions were vivid, as if they couldn't help themselves.
"What kind of character is this, and why isn't it mentioned in the books of the Third Age?"
Qin Lanshan has also read books about the end of the world, and many heroes have been mentioned in them, and they are all traceable. Some burials are not luxurious and extravagant burials, and some are sky burials, and most people's bones cannot be found.
There is no hero who can enjoy such luxurious treatment. Or has there been such a character, but it has not been recorded in the history books, is this hero worshipped by the ancient savages?
He walked inside step by step with doubts, and when he was hungry, he directly took a piece of the snow lion's meat, and used the oil lamps that appeared on the road from time to time to roast it and eat it. Bumped all the way and finally reached the inner city.
The interior of the inner city is built like a royal palace, and there is a stone tablet at the main gate with the word "Shenjia" written on it. The two characters are in regular script, which is magnificent. Qin Chaoshan's first thought was, is there an artifact in this?
He strode inside, and suddenly he saw two lifelike puppet robots made of alloy at the door. The golem resembles a humanoid creature evolved from a dinosaur, but wears gold armor similar to a human. They may be the grave keepers here, and they are surrounded by white bones.
In the thousands of years of history of the Plains of Frost and Snow, the number of deaths on this plain is staggering enough. It is impossible for this tomb to be discovered by only one person, why there is no news of this tomb until now, the answer is here. Those people came here curiously and were killed by the puppets.
The two puppets are tall and intimidating, and the gold armor they wear is also made of special materials. As Qin Chaoshan looked at them, their heads jerked towards Qin Chaoshan. The old-fashioned camera-like robot eyes looked up and down his body.
A puppet holds a giant hammer of several hundred catties in his hand, and a puppet holds a large knife of several hundred catties in his hand. Their arms moved, their weapons crossed. A voice came from their bodies: "The gods have descended from the sky in troubled times, the tomb of the master of the Yanhuang soul is here, and the idlers leave quickly." ”
"The Soul of Yanhuang!" Qin Lanshan exclaimed, "This is the mausoleum of the master of the Yanhuang Soul, the first generation master?" ”
In history, the soul of Yanhuang did have a master, and at the end of the world, the twelve mecha had their own masters. However, the most legendary is the owner of the soul of Yanhuang, who is known to be a Chinese man and is unparalleled in bravery. In the troubled times, it played a decisive role in the continuation of the human race.
As the second-generation master of the Yanhuang Soul, Qin Lanshan naturally wanted to know more about the first-generation master. It's a pity that there is very little information about this first-generation owner, and no one even knows whether it is a man or a woman, and today he was bizarrely found his mausoleum.
So, the man is dead? He said with respect in his arms: "I am the second-generation master of the soul of Yanhuang, may I ask if I can enter?" ”
The two robot golems kept repeating what they had begun to say, as if to warn him not to enter. These two robots are the older generation of robots, and it is already remarkable that they can do the attack, and they have no recognition effect at all. Looking at the pile of bones nearby, you can also know that these two robots cannot be underestimated even if they do not have recognition functions.
At his current level, he couldn't walk in at all. He retreated, turned to climb through the walls of the inner city. He picked up a clod of earth on the ground and threw it at the wall, but he didn't expect dozens of arrows from his crossbows to whizz out.
Organs, how can such a tomb not have an organ? Qin Lanshan shouted that he had made a mistake, but it didn't cost money to try it like this, just now when he thought of it, he turned around and saw that the three souls and seven spirits were almost scared out.
I saw two robots suddenly standing in front of me, one on the left and one on the right, holding heavy weapons in the air. Qin Lanshan stepped back and hit the wall just right, leaving him with nowhere to go.
"Bastard, I'm the second master of the Yanhuang mecha, don't mess with me!" Qin Lanshan screamed, then closed his eyes suddenly. Just when he was terrified, a faint golden light shone from his forehead.
After a long time, Qin Chaoshan didn't feel any pain, he had to open his eyes and look, and the movements of the two robots suddenly stopped. It's not just as simple as stopping, their movements are fixed, and then they slowly turn into two sculptures.
Qin Chaoshan hurriedly dodged and turned to look at the entrance of the inner city, where the main hall was located. The first owner of the soul of Yan Huang is sacred, you must know when you enter it.
And what exactly is the Divine Armor, he took a deep breath and strode in. After entering it, I didn't see any artifacts, it was the appearance of a large hall, but there were countless sculptures.
"That's the Winged God?" The light in front of Qin Chaoshan's eyes froze, and he saw Xiao Dun, the master of the Tianyi God that he saw in Tianyi City, wearing the clothes of a warrior in the main hall. Shorten is known as a freedom fighter, but here he is with his mech, as if he is a "gatekeeper"!