Tong Xiaofeng walked in the narrow dark passage, the candle flame on the right wall illuminated a fan-shaped figure, and the stone staircase made a "click" sound as it fell step by step.

I don't know how long it has existed here, he can feel the traces of time in his breath, the feeling full of ancient atmosphere makes him have a trace of drunkenness, deep and surging, majestic but with a hint of humility, as if a sleeping history is about to wake up, and like a period of glorious years gradually disappearing.

The dark passage is not long, and Tong Xiaofeng only took a few minutes to enjoy the ancient charm here. And the next moment he had come to a sealed underground space. The air here is so muddy that even the vision is a little blurred, and the air is filled with white mist like the condensation of the lake in the early morning.

But even that doesn't make the place aesthetically pleasing. On the contrary, the dim light and the fog seemed even more weird, and the inexplicable horror made Tong Xiaofeng a little scared.

It was quiet, there was no sound, and the sound of his own heartbeat came to his ears with the rhythm. He tried not to think about scary things, because when he was a child, a naughty little girl used to drag him to watch horror movies. This made him still a little scared of ghosts.

However, when he recalled that the little girl wrapped her body in the quilt in fear, a smile was still involuntarily engraved on her face. The fear in his heart gradually dissipated, and Tong Xiaofeng also began to look at this space.

Many of the old shelves display new books that have been re-bound, and the stone walls on all sides are faintly carved with many strange patterns.

He didn't rush to find the copy of "Luo Yuan's Golden Body", but it was the patterns engraved on the stone wall that aroused his interest. He has seen many stories on TV about those peerless heroes who became famous because of the martial arts secrets on a stone wall.

These patterns are very realistic but incomprehensible, and the curved and vertical strokes seem to record something important. It's just that when Tong Xiaofeng watched carefully, everything was like a story happening in front of him.

It's like a piece of history, or a story created by one person. It was a magnificent scene, and as soon as it appeared, it was in a huge battlefield.

On the battlefield, people fight with each other, and under the battlefield, the generals talk about their sons. Tong Xiaofeng felt that he was in one of them, sometimes he was a soldier who fought undefeated repeatedly, and sometimes he was a general sitting in a military tent and sitting majestically watching the overall situation.

It's just that no matter what kind of identity he becomes, he always feels like he is being stared at by a pair of eyes.

It's the sight of an emperor, full of majesty and irresistible magic.

"A hundred schools of thought gradually rose, and the gods gave up their identities to hide in the crowd, but they caught up with the torrent of history, I don't know if it was fortunate or unfortunate. ”

A warrior in silver armor looks at the bright moon and speculates about his future fate, he is a soldier, a general, and a god who is believed in. But in front of those greedy eyes, he was just a vassal.

Tong Xiaofeng is like being by his side, and it seems to be attached to him, feeling a little desolation and coldness, the heartache makes it difficult to breathe, Tong Xiaofeng wants to try to comfort, but this is just a painting carved on the stone wall.

With a complicated mood, Tong Xiaofeng looked at the other stone walls, this time the picture appeared a little bland, some scholars took the pen and wrote, painting and writing poems on the paper. They didn't wait for the Master, who was playing chess with someone in the small pavilion in the backyard.

Playing against the warrior just now, one calculates the chess game with intelligence, and the other uses the art of war to strategize step by step. The two did not give in to each other, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe tens of minutes, maybe hours. This chess game finally ended perfectly with the master's last hand.

"I lost, and I was ashamed to lose on this small chess game on the battlefield without defeat. ”

"Okay, my countrymen, and perhaps you should tell me the purpose of your trip. ”

"Will you, as the god of wisdom, not know my purpose?"

The master smiled, and he shook his head slightly: "No amount of wisdom can see through people's hearts, even gods can't do things. But I can try to guess that you're here for the momentum. ”

"Sure enough, your wisdom is unmatched. The gods are already different from ordinary people, and even if they don't use divine power, there are too many things to shine in, and now they are starting to make a difference, but is this a good thing for the gods?"

"Good things and bad things are tomorrow's things, so why should you seek answers today?"

"Maybe I can't wait for that tomorrow, I want to use this last little bit of time to do something for my compatriots. ”

The warrior's tone was very helpless, he was not afraid of death, but he did not want to die like this.

"Actually, you can live. ”

"That's disloyalty, you know, I'm a god but I'm also a courtier. The king should give his own orders. ”

"If you could, I wish you wouldn't be so rigid. ”

"If the gods have no faith, then how can we deal with those who believe in us? ”

"Well, I know I can't convince you. But you don't need to do anything deliberately, this general trend, those who follow the trend can coexist with others, and those who go against the trend will die. This is an opportunity, an opportunity to regain faith, and I, Confucian, would like to be a pioneer and rise to the occasion. ”

The Master's wise gaze had already looked to the future, but the warrior was still smiling bitterly at the present.

"It seems that all the masters have already made plans, and it is time for me to accept my fate. ”

"Wait, there is a sentence you can tell King Qin, those who have won the gods cannot have eternal life. ”

"What do you mean?"

"We're just an appendage, and there's always been only one god!, of course, that's my guess. ”

The warrior was silent, and the guesses of the god of wisdom were tantamount to the truth. Although they are gods, they will usher in death, but there is one god who has crossed the endless river of history and has remained unchanged for eternity.

"He's so special, maybe you're right, we're just his appendages. But I will always respect him. ”

"Yes, he deserves our respect, even if it's just as an appendage to him. ”

"I'm leaving. ”

The warrior stood up, and the image faded away as he walked away.

Tong Xiaofeng didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, it was very messy, like a thin silk thread that was entwined and difficult to straighten out.

He looked at the last stone wall.

This time, the picture is in an imposing palace, with four golden pillars standing in all directions, each with a golden dragon carved on it. The white stone steps divide the palace into two levels.

A man sat high on the dragon chair on the upper floor, with a languid posture but a sharp look, as if he wanted to see through the warrior.

At this time, there were rows of strangers in different clothes standing on each side of the palace, all of them nervously looking at the warriors kneeling on the ground in the middle.

The man was missing the silver helmet and iron armor, but his heroic appearance still made him look beautiful.

"The strange man I recruited said that Aiqing is a god, but is there such a thing?"

"Back to Your Majesty, the minister is indeed a god. ”

"Then can you make me immortal?"

"I'm sorry Your Majesty, but the minister can't do it. ”

"It's okay, you can do it, you just need your flesh and blood to do it. Give it to me. ”

The man's order immediately caused the hesitant strangers to rush forward.

The warrior did not resist, but just looked at the man in the dragon chair with his eyes.

"I used the human body as a human to expand your territory, and exchanged my body for the eternal rivers and mountains of the Qin State, but you want to attack me for the sake of that ethereal immortality, it's really sad. As the saying goes, a soldier is undefeated, but this time he will be defeated in the hands of his own king. ”

"Hmph, if you can live forever, even if you give up this eternal country. ”

"Unfortunately, you can't live forever. ”

The final picture was also interrupted, Tong Xiaofeng had a lot of questions in his heart, but his mood was so complicated that he didn't want to think about those questions. As a member of the gods, he can only grow stronger to protect these powerful but fragile people.