I don't know how long later, just when I was almost freezing, the elevator stopped, and the two doors silently parted to the left and right.

I didn't have time to think about it, so I immediately pulled on the sunset and stepped out.

It wasn't much warm outside the elevator, but the temperature was definitely higher than inside the elevator, and at least there was no cold pouring up endlessly.

Our foothold is still a golden corridor, and at the end of the corridor are two painted golden gates.

"Let's go. I only glanced at Xixi, and she didn't allow me to speak, so she told me this word, indicating that she could still hold on.

We took a breath and walked down the corridor to the door.

"The real battle is finally about to begin. I muttered to myself, then put my hands together and pushed the door open.

Although it was underground, there was a shadow wall inside the door, blocking my view. Of course, the wall carved with the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang and the crane dancing Kunlun is also made of gold, which is equivalent to a huge gold ingot placed horizontally there.

Bypassing the shadow wall, I arrived at the spot I saw on the video call. The only difference is that there is now a large long table in front of the desk, on which a lifeless man is sleeping.

Yan Tuya stood behind a few cases, holding a golden folding fan in his hand, shaking it gently, his eyes swept towards us, and then re-projected onto the man's face.

In general, Yan Tuya is a very ordinary young man, except for his love for gold, his facial features, figure, fat and thin are no different from ordinary people. The only thing is that the skin on his face is pale golden, as if he has a sick appearance, and he seems to be deliberately dressed up like this.

The man lying down was eyebrow-raising, already dying, and only the occasional slight rise and fall of his chest and abdomen could prove that he was still alive and not a dead man.

Xixi was standing behind my side, and neither of us took the initiative to speak, just in case there was a flaw.

High-definition displays are hung on all four sides of several cases, on which dozens of rows of data are distributed, differentiated by different colors, and are changing rapidly.

I could read one of the lines, and it was the temperature display in the room, going back and forth between one degree Celsius and two degrees Celsius.

Yan Tuya is very thinly dressed, if it is not talented, or it is with peerless internal strength, otherwise it will not be able to live in this low-temperature environment for a long time.

"You have come just in time, although I do not understand why you are here, and I do not want to see you, but you are here at this time, in my golden dwelling, hehehehe, just in time to see my great discovery. I said that no one in the world is smarter than me, and better at finding the truth in the clues of history—the terrible truth!" Yan Tuya didn't look up, but these words were spoken to me.

I can't completely imitate Yan Gexing to speak, after all, I haven't had full training. However, Yan Tuya and Yan Gexing are not acquaintances who are together every day, but two people who are brothers on the surface and enemies in secret. His understanding of Yan Gexing is not necessarily deeper than mine.

"Hmph. I snorted twice, then closed my lips and waited for him to continue.

Of course, there are many hidden things in history, because the so-called "history" is written by the victors, such as "Zizhi Tongjian", "Historical Records", "Twenty-four History", etc. If there is a proper history, there will naturally be wild history, folklore, gossip and the like, and it is impossible to investigate which one is the truth.

Today, even a master of the history department who has studied history all his life cannot piece together a complete "official history" of China.

A lie repeated a hundred times becomes the truth, and not all mediocre people in the world have the discernment to discern the fallacies of history. Moreover, even if every fallacy is clearly discerned, what is the point to the common people?

"Do you not believe it? Or are you not interested? Or do you know nothing about this topic? Then, I can give you a slight hint that what I want to say is related to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period after Yao Shunyu and Xia Shang Zhou. It was a real world of great contention, heroes were born, the throne was circulating, and as long as there was enough talent, he could rise to power in the world. You must know that that era was the end of primitive society and the beginning of feudal society, and no one knew what the future would be...... At that time, the people were simple and ignorant, and the king was selfish and short-sighted, and if someone with the talent of you and me came to that time, he would be able to dominate the world and control the future of the Central Plains. You and I are surnamed Yan, if this trip can be successful, the world is surnamed Yan, how to win the government of Daqin, Liu's two Hans, Li's Shengtang, Zhao's Northern and Southern Song Dynasty...... Brother, let me call you one last brother, if you come here today, you will die here, there is no second possibility. Bai Huashen, thank you, finally helped me achieve my wish, neither early nor late, it was precisely when I obtained the picture scroll of the Spring and Autumn Five Tyrants, hahahaha......" Yan Tuya said a long paragraph, it seemed that he was still unfinished, turned his back, and laughed wildly.

Xixi suddenly pushed me on the elbow, and it was obvious that this was the best time to burst out and kill the enemy.

I hesitated for a moment, and the "Spring and Autumn Five Tyrants" mentioned by Yan Graffiti attracted me, which reminded me that after my grandfather suffered from Alzheimer's disease, one of the most common things to do was to sit on the threshold of the gate and use a branch to mark the words "Spring and Autumn Five Tyrants" on the ground.

At the time, no one was going to guess why he had written these four words. If he is practicing calligraphy, the writing is crooked and unorganized, and if he is thinking about something, it is a name from ancient history that has nothing to do with modern people.

Now, I am more and more convinced that my grandfather was a thaumaturgical master who died of illness. Everything he did and every unconscious action he did during his life may have a deep meaning, but no one understands it.

"Spring and Autumn Five?" I smacked the words repeatedly.

The time to kill is like a white horse, fleeting, so I only hesitated for more than ten seconds, and Yan Tuya had already turned around and pointed at Qi Mei who was lying horizontally with a fan.

"This person, known as the 'first doorman in the provincial city', can be regarded as a small figure in this city. On the surface, he eats both black and white, both in the official career and in the rivers and lakes, like a fish in water, and is at ease. However, looking at what he has stored in his head, he realizes that what he is getting so far is not comparable to what he deserves. Who is he? The authentic descendant of the Qi clan in Shandong, the descendant of Duke Qi Huan, the head of the Spring and Autumn Five Hegemons in the past. He was a very ambitious and thoughtful man, and looking at his ideals, I was so moved that I burst into tears and wept. Compared to his dreams, the battle between you and me is completely inferior. Yan Tuya said.

Qi Mei is not a simple person, and the honorific title of "the first guest in the provincial city" is not something that everyone can afford. If his ancestors are the descendants of the "Spring and Autumn Five Tyrants Qi Huangong", then his life experience and mind are far beyond ordinary people, even if he becomes the "first guest of the Central Plains", it is not an exaggeration.

"What do you know?" I asked.

Since I am pretending to be Yan Gexing, the shorter I say, the better, so as not to expose my stuffing.

"What do I know? Everything, I know everything about Qi Mei, and I also know the history of the evolution of the mermaids, the history of the development of the Japanese, and most importantly, the detailed locations of the three immortal mountains on the sea, Penglai, Abbot, and Yingzhou. Do you want to live forever? If you follow me, you will be able to achieve such a dream, and if you want to dominate the world? You can do it easily. I'm glad that I've chosen to delve into the path of 'brain-eating art' since I was a child, and to this day, what can I hide from me? Including you, as long as you fall today, twenty-four hours a day, all your thoughts are mine, even those fleeting thoughts that only exist in the stream of consciousness will not escape my control. I heard that you have done a lot of work for the Yanwang Mansion outside, and you have also added glory to the mansion. Now, I'm not afraid to tell you that soon all this thought and glory will belong to me, and the other seven of the Yagami generals will obediently listen to me and become dogs and cats at my feet, except for the sword god. White Painting God—" Yan Tuya screamed, and the handle of the fan turned to the left of Xixi.

On the wall over there, there are more than a dozen dog leashes leading dogs, colorful, some new and some old.

Xixi glanced at the dog leash, and her expression changed slightly.

"White painting god, choose one you like the most and show it to us. Yan Tuya commanded with a sinister smile.

Xixi is not a real god of white painting, and will not buckle the dog leash around her neck and pretend to be a dog to please Yan Tuya. In this situation, if you don't continue to act, I'm afraid that you will have to goof ups.

"Hehehehe, thirteen young, now is not the time to play, it is still important to do business, so as not to have too many dreams at night. Xi Xi laughed.

Not only is she proficient in disguise, but she is also speaking at this moment, and her voice is exactly the same as Bai Fenfang, even more like it was when she first deceived me.

"Bai Huashen, what I said, didn't you understand?" Yan Tuya sank his face, brushed it, opened the folding fan, and showed eight big cursive characters on the fan - "For the Buddha and the devil, what is heaven for me?"

Yan graffiti is really arrogant, these eight words are written, and the domineering spirit of "I am the only one between heaven and earth" comes to my face.

"Good. Xixi replied with a word, and walked slowly to the dog leashes.

I didn't stop her, Yan Tuya hadn't confided the truth yet, and it was pointless to turn her face at the moment.

Qi Mei has been asleep, I suspect that his life has been lost, just waiting to take his last breath.

Yan Tuya must have implemented the "brain-eating technique" on him, otherwise, he would not be able to find out the secret of the "Spring and Autumn Five Tyrants Qi Huan's Descendants".

Xixi's hand has already put on the dog leash on the wall, and you can imagine what kind of bullying and insult Bai Fenfang has been subjected to in front of Yan Tuya.

"Spare the eyebrows. I said.

"Why?" Yan Doodle's gaze fell on my face.

"It's easy to kill someone, but when he dies, there are always secrets to be taken away. In the long run, we will have fewer and fewer resources at our disposal. I said.

I was very careful to keep my eyes out of his gaze so that he wouldn't notice my flaws.

"With Brain Eater, I can completely take over his brain's thinking. For me, he no longer has any secrets. Yan Tuya said.

"And you killed him like that?" I asked again.

Qi Mei is not a good person, but he can at least do something for his fellow people in the city on the surface.

"He is actually a dead man, and when he completely swallows his breath, he will hand it over to the white painting god to deal with. Anyway, there is no difference in human life, this is a rule that has existed in history. Yan Tuya replied.

"No, I can't. I lowered my face and flicked my sleeve gently, "I want you to let him go now." ”

Yan Tuya didn't care, just smiled and shook his head, ignoring my question.

I'm worried about an ambush in this room, so I've been looking around.

It seems that Yan graffiti loves gold, and the main decoration part of the room is completely handled by gold casting and gold ingots.

"Not yet, do you still have to let me help you?" Yan Tuya suddenly yelled.

Xixi didn't turn around, it should be weighing the pros and cons repeatedly.

"I have my own golden house in my head, and I have Yan Ruyu in my brain...... If you don't want to obey me, there are obedient slaves in the world who are willing to submit to my Yan Thirteen's knees. Hehe, you're probably really tired, I can see that you have a backbone in the back of your head. Yan Tuya smiled grimly, and the fan pointed at the back of the sunset.

To resolve this catastrophe, either put on a dog leash and turn into a dog for the fun of Yan Tuya, or I will do it at this moment, strike with a thunderbolt, and take Yan Tuya's dog's life.

"That's enough—" I retorted in a low voice, "Yagami will be a major minister under the command of the Yan Palace, not a slave for you to tease and tease." ”

As "Yan Gexing", loudly scolding Yan Graffiti, it should be reasonable on the surface, after all, Yan Gexing is the eldest brother, but Yan Graffiti is ranked thirteenth.

"You finally dare to shout and scold me! Hehe, I finally waited until today, and I waited for a reason why I had to kill you - you are known as 'Youzhou ghost roaring white grass folding, strong men crying sadly' on the rivers and lakes, everyone respects you as Yan Dashao of Yan Wangfu, but very few people know that you are not surnamed Yan at all, just a lowly illegitimate child, a lowly breed of your mother and groom. I, Yan Thirteen Shao, am the only descendant of the Yan Palace, the strongest Yan family in history, and the future belongs to me, and it has nothing to do with you. You should know that when I leave the capital this time, I have the 'Shang Fang Sword Killing Talisman' in my hand, and I can kill anyone for no reason. Now, I'm sorry, you're the one I'm going to kill—"

Yan graffiti's words shocked me, it turned out that Yan Gexing, who was beautiful on the surface, still had such an unbearable life experience. If what the other party said is true, then Yan Gexing will not be able to raise his head in the Yan Wangfu for the rest of his life, and he will always be labeled as a "cheap breed and illegitimate child".

With a snap, Yan Tuya's empty left palm slapped on the gold case, and then lifted it up, and there was an extra gold card the size of a playing card on the case.

"This grid killing talisman was specially asked for by me in order to deal with you, and now, when you see a talisman, you don't kneel down and die?" Yan Tuya shouted loudly.

Only the emperor can give the minister the "Shang Fang Sword", the Yan Wangfu is not the emperor, but the power of this killing talisman is better than the Shang Fang Sword of the Emperor's house.

"Kill the talisman and repay the favor" are two kinds of talismans that have been circulating on the rivers and lakes for a long time, the former kills people, and the latter repays the gratitude, which has been revealed in many famous rivers and lakes incidents, and has caused many tragic and generous stories.

Yan graffiti used the "Kill Talisman" to eliminate Yan Gexing, and there was no solution to this catastrophe. Fortunately, I am a fake "Yan Gexing", not himself.

"You're wrong. I only answered him with three words.

"Yan Gexing, kneel!" Yan Tuya stopped drinking twice.

The eyebrows on the table twitched, and the legs that had been stretched out suddenly flexed, and he sat up straight, his eyes glazed and staring ahead.

"I have a golden house in my brain, and I have Yan Ruyu in my brain, hehe, hehe...... Where am I?who am I?where am I?who am I......" he murmured as he rolled over and fell to the ground, sleepwalking forward.

I didn't expect such a change, so I had to take three steps back to Xixi's side, palms on my chest, and beware of Yan Tuya or Qi Mei's attack.

"Demons, the art of demon manipulation. Xixi whispered behind me.

"Controlling demons" and "chasing corpses" are secret thaumaturgy in the southern Hunan area, the names of the two are different, but the techniques are similar, both use spiritual driving force to make corpses or half-corpses walk, work, and do things.

Around 1840, the art of exorcism was introduced to Europe, and it was combined with the witchcraft of Italy to produce the "magic of demon control". Blue is better than blue, and the "Demon Harness" is powerful and aggressive, and it poses a greater threat to humans than ordinary "corpse exorcism".

The "Resident Evil" series of movies that have swept the global film industry in recent years, it is the screenwriters who have been inspired by the "magic trick" to create the apocalyptic scene of "zombie slaughter", which has attracted countless money and sold well at the box office.

In my personal opinion, Yan Tuya's thaumaturgical methods have not yet been revealed, at least so far, his intention is to use the "Kill Talisman" to eliminate "Yan Gexing", and no other aspects have been involved.

"Get out of here, you're in the way of here. Yan graffiti snorted.

Qi Mei originally staggered forward, and when he heard Yan Tuya's words, he turned stiffly thirty degrees and walked towards the golden door.

"If you treat him like this, you might as well just kill him. I said.

Yan Tuya sneered: "You just said not to kill him, and now you want me to kill him, isn't it inconsistent? What do you want to do-no, I said it wrong, in fact, it doesn't matter what you want to do at all, it has nothing to do with me at all, because in front of the killing talisman, you are already a dead person, right?"

Yan Gexing once said that Yan Tuya is a thaumaturgical genius, such a person could have made great contributions to the country, became the mainstay of the country's national defense construction, resisted the enemy for the country, established meritorious deeds, and then passed on for generations. It's a pity that this person lives in seclusion and uses all his talents to kill his compatriots, and he has long gone mad.

Such a person is the "woe" of a peaceful and prosperous world, and must be removed.

"yes, it doesn't really matter. I nodded.

"After five seconds, the left hand catches the sword, and the right hand catches the sword. Xixi reminded in a low voice.

Her hand has been pressed on the dog leash, and the kind of chain and collar dog leash is no different from the "red velvet lasso" in the era of cold weapons. Therefore, as long as she throws out the dog leash, accurately puts it on the hilt and hilt of the sword, and pulls it with force, the sword will automatically fly over.

There are both knives and swords on the shelves of the Golden House, and the sunset is so adaptable, the most scientific and the most accurate.

She pondered for so long on the leash, probably calculating the actual distance between her foothold and the knife and sword.

Then, as long as I have a knife and sword in my hand, I can make Yan Tuya's head fall to the ground and solve all the contradictions.