The ancient capital of Chang'an.

Zhenjun's chariot drove on Suzaku Street, and all the people were unrestricted, and they were leading the relief of the imperial court while looking at the gorgeous carriage drawn by tall dragons.

The chaper's riders lined up in a long line at the back of the car.

"Long live Makoto!!"

"The sky has eyes, and the true monarch has come to the world!"

"The villain bows to the true king, long live long live long live!"

No one taught them these slogans and words, they were all genuine.

When the soldiers arrived, they killed the evil officials who did all kinds of evil, killed the underground organizations that lent money, gave them food and property, and avenged them.

Most of these people were hawkers, slaves, low-level soldiers, women, tenants, beggars, and common people.

They used to eat wild vegetables and tree roots, and they didn't even have firewood, because the hill was owned by the powerful, and they had to be careful of being beaten by their families when they went to collect firewood.

The poor people in the city circled around the restaurants, praying that there would be a little more swill left today, or if any dignitary drank and vomited, it would be better to open the meat.

A bamboo door is a bamboo door, and a wooden door is a wooden door.

The two are people from different worlds.

Of course, some of them are of low quality, and there is also the deepest malice of human nature, but there is no problem, either they study well or commit crimes to meet the butcher's knife.

All in all, they are full of respect and love for Xu Xuan.

On the other side, in the rich area, one by one beheading stations were erected.

"Cui's killed 37 slaves, 5 tenant farmers, and 70,000 loans...... Sentenced to cut ...... in half"

Next, some of the descendants were pushed to power, executed by beheading, and died in the midst of bitter wails and the happy gaze of the victims' families.

"Nope! We are not guilty! In the clear! Sweat wet the man's lead-powdered face, and his grace and bearing disappeared.

Of course, this can't help him, and he is directly pushed to the stage.

Some were beheaded, some were beheaded, some were imprisoned, some were assigned to sergeants and civilians, or they were beaten as official slaves.

One glorious family after another ended, and groups of parasites were killed.

The moral gentlemen with the romance of the Wei and Jin dynasties have all become bloodstains on the steps.

In their words, it is the wind that is always blown away by the rain and the wind.

In the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people.

In addition to direct or indirect crimes, there are also sins of omission, such as the penchant for talking about metaphysics and reciting poetry during the period of government, while neglecting to deal with floods and plagues, which is also a capital crime.

Some of the martial arts people who were captured alive were not immediately executed, but kept for Xu Xuan's use.

The same city, there are different scenes.

One is prosperous, the other is eerie.

When Xu Xuan came to this world, some people respected him and feared him, respected him for bringing him to live and work in peace and contentment, and feared that he was cruel and unkind.

The booming era of population explosion and economic development is coming, and the rule of three generations in the mouth of the reader is about to appear, but it is a pity that they are the sacrifices.

Xu Xuan doesn't care about the reputation and abuse of outsiders, right and wrong, let future generations say it.

No matter how much a person is touted during his lifetime, posterity will give them a fair evaluation after death.

Lishan.

After looking for it, Xu Xuan still found it.

The mountain is undulating, the trees are verdant, and the shape is like a horse with a green mane, hence the name of this mountain.

Under the golden red sunset, this mountain is like a galloping horse in the sunset.

There are a lot of ancient buildings on the mountain, in the Western Zhou Dynasty, the king of Zhou Youwang played the princes in this beacon fire, and the mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang was at the foot of Lishan Mountain.

At this time, there is a tall sycamore tree on the mountain, and in the past few days, the sycamore tree suddenly disappeared, which has caused many legends.

The biggest thing in Lishan recently is the closure of the mountain.

Everyone was forbidden to enter the mountain, no one was allowed to live within a radius of 20 miles, and all residents were relocated.

Of course, the government also provides free houses and fields, enough for the family to use food for half a year.

For the residents under the mountain, getting rid of the days of relying on the mountains and relying on the water is a huge improvement.

Underground, Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang.

Xu Xuan held the torch high, and the dim yellow light illuminated the surrounding things.

The mausoleum is an underground city, with two walls inside and outside, tall gates on all sides, and a huge palace complex.

It is like an inverted square funnel, with a side length of more than 400 meters, and there are many mausoleums outside, which is where Qin Shi Huang was buried.

Xu Xuan looked around hastily, most of them were some gold and silver treasures, which were different from the imaginary treasures everywhere; There are still many robbers in the mound of sealed earth overhead, and judging from the cut of the hole, the tomb robbers should not be ordinary people.

During the Qin and Han dynasties, there were still immortal cultivators, and the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang had such a great reputation, everyone in the world knew that he was buried in the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, and hundreds of years have passed, and it is impossible for no one to patronize it.

There are traces of these walls being burned by flames.

Walking to the innermost part of the underground palace, Xu Xuan was a little tasteless, and a smell of mercury dansha appeared in front of him.

I saw a mercury pool appear in front of me, and in the center of the mercury pool was a table, on which a heavy coffin was placed.

The surrounding organs were in a state of activation, and the arrows were scattered around the coffin, Xu Xuanfei stepped forward to open the coffin, and disappeared without a trace except for some clothes.

"As expected." Xu Xuan thought to himself.

According to historical records, the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang was burned by the shepherds, dug by the Red Mei Army, and later Zhao Shihu also did similar things, which is only on the surface, and I don't know how many people patronize it in private.

Moreover, it is unknown whether Qin Shi Huang was buried with treasures before his death, according to historical records, Qin Shi Huang was a little dim in his later years, and many people began to make small moves, and Liu Bang began to rebel at this time.

Judging from the rumors of looking for the elixir of immortality, Qin Shi Huang may not know how to spell, and may have cultivation, but it is not high.

"Sure enough, there is a gap between history and legend."

In the legend of the previous life, the indestructible imperial tomb, which no one could steal, was also riddled with holes.

Even if there is a formation, thousands of years have passed, because of the changes in the aura, it still becomes useless.

Xu Xuan closed the coffin and went to the underground palaces on both sides.

This is again some lifelike terracotta warriors.

In the dim light of the fire, the painted terracotta warriors and horses looked like living people.

There are three hundred on this side, three hundred on the other, and six hundred on the left and right sides combined.

Xu Xuan stepped forward to check it.

"Huh? It turned out to be a figurine made of a living person? Hey, it can be used to refine the Heavenly Skull Spell Banner. Xu Xuan sensed that there were bones inside, but unlike the terracotta figurines outside, they looked relatively new, and they should have been refined during the Huhai period.

It may be that the terracotta warriors and horses are too bulky to move out, and they are not gold and silver or other objects, and they are not worth much money when sold.

"Seems to work!"

The skeleton used for the curse flag is the terracotta army, this kind of thing that has absorbed hundreds of years of yin qi in the underground palace, and it is also a very precious material in the mirror realm, but it is much better than the skeleton of a mass grave.

"Yes, yes, that's exactly what I want. In the future, the Yin God will add skeletons, and even if there is no power, there will be Dharma Protectors to guard the cave. ”

Packed ten terracotta warriors and horses in a storage bag, Xu Xuan walked out of the mausoleum and flew back to the Wutong Cave on the mountain.

"The method of skeletons requires cinnabar, spirit stones, soul rejuvenation grass, spiritual blood, and my own blood. Except for the Soul Resurrection Grass, which needs to be supplied by the Mirror Realm, everything else can be self-sufficient. ”

As for the spiritual food of ghosts, there are two main types: ghost mud and ghost candles.

God eats incense, fire ghosts eat candles.

The materials of the ghost mud are the black mud of the dark ground of the mountain stream, some herbs, and talisman ash.

Incense candles are simple to make, requiring charms, water, and candle materials.

Both materials are self-sufficient in this realm, but they just need to draw their own symbols.

In the mirror.

Hong Xiangling obtained a part of the Yinshan Magic Bowl and two terracotta warriors.

"This is the Yinshan system, you can use it to open the mountain and recruit disciples, and create a sect force. Also, these materials ......"

Xu Xuan listed a complete set of materials, as well as the materials for the Gathering Yin Array Mixed Heaven Altar, which was the key to refining ghosts and raising ghosts.

After that, he practiced on the mountain while perfecting the method of gathering yin.

On the other side, Tang Ming led his troops back to the base camp, and his merry temperament was gone, replaced by a body full of bandages.

Tang Ming was lying on the bed, with the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs watching, his eyes were bloodshot, with hatred and sadness, and his heart ached as if it were a knife.

"Li Lin, Zhu Shan, Jiantang、...... I'm sorry for you...... Revenge, I'm going to be strong! ”

(End of chapter)