Zhao Ming glanced back at Murong Bo and his son twice, and without saying much, he turned to look at the stone room that he and the others had hurriedly broken into. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Murong Bo saw Zhao Ming turn around, his originally stunned eyes changed, but in the end he returned to flatness, at this moment, except for Murong Fu, who was still scared for a while, and Xiaolu, who was still standing there, the eyes of the other two people shifted from the sudden change just now to this secret room.

Zhao Ming looked around the stone room, and with a wave of his hand, several oil lamps suddenly lit up on the wall, and the sudden light also woke up the sluggish Xiaolu suddenly, and suddenly saw the bright light, which made her feel a little more secure in her heart, and her body involuntarily leaned towards Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming did not stop her behavior, and all Zhao Ming's attention at this moment was focused on the layout of this room.

The layout here is very different from the dozens of rooms in front, Zhao Ming is a little skeptical that this is not designed by a person or a family, compared to the violent weapons and equipment in front, this room is simply a study, and it is also the kind of study room for people who are full of poetry and books, and love books like life, rows of bookshelves are full of all kinds of books, but there are very few of them, most of them are soaked animal skins and bamboo slips, Yu Jian, Zhao Ming walked between the bookshelves, he didn't stop touching those paper books, maybe the people who arranged here did a special treatment of these paper books, but after all, hundreds of years have passed, Zhao Ming doesn't believe that any clever methods can keep paper books for hundreds of years.

Zhao Ming picked up a book of animal skins casually, and when his hand touched the animal skin, he could still feel the softness, Zhao Ming didn't know what method was used to deal with it at the beginning, but it was still soft after hundreds of years, maintaining the texture of the animal skin, which made Zhao Ming feel a little shocked in his heart, even if he wanted to do this step in the world in his previous life, he didn't expect that he would have such a clever technique hundreds of years ago.

Zhao Ming shook the dust on it, Zhao Ming looked at the dust on it, and couldn't help but wonder if Zhao Kuangyin had entered this place back then, or that he didn't care about these books at all when he entered here, and he didn't touch them at all, so that they would be covered with layers of dust.

Zhao Ming waved his sleeves, dispersed the dust in front of him, and slowly opened the animal skin scroll in his hand......

"The Legend of the Thorn King......

Zhao Ming looked at a beast skin scroll that he picked up casually, but the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, this was not a martial arts cheat, but it wrote everything that how to become a qualified or even top assassin, just like a textbook for later generations, Zhao Ming believed that if this scroll was circulated, even if it was obtained by an ordinary person, it would set off a storm......

However, this thing was of little use to Zhao Ming, he took a cursory look at it, and carefully put it back.

Looking at the dense books in this stone room, Zhao Ming can imagine that this can be said to be the most valuable wealth left by Dayan for his future generations, and it is worthy of being a country that can survive in the most chaotic era.

Zhao Ming walked forward again, and suddenly his eyes lit up, a jade scroll was carefully placed in a box, and it was arranged separately in a grid, and those next to it looked like a heaven and an underground at a glance, which clearly said that this scroll was not simple.

Zhao Ming stared at the scroll for a moment, and finally decided to see what was so solemnly placed here, but Zhao Ming was not stupid enough to reach out and take it like this, and with a wave of his sleeves, blowing away all the dust attached to it, Zhao Ming rolled up his sleeves and carefully picked up the scroll.

Zhao Ming walked to the desk with the scroll through his clothes, and gently placed the scroll on the stone table.

Zhao Ming's actions also attracted Murong Bo and the others, Murong Bo solemnly put down the book in his hand, looked at Zhao Ming with a solemn face, and walked over after hesitating.

Seeing Murong Bo walking over, Murong Fu also hurriedly followed, as for Xiao Lu, he was already standing next to Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming didn't stop the actions of several people, all his attention at the moment was attracted to this scroll, and his intuition told Zhao Ming that this scroll might really not be simple, perhaps, it would be his first harvest when he entered the Great Yan Secret Collection......

Carefully spread out the scroll, and the jade scroll slammed into the stone table with a 'squeak' sound.

The scroll is not long, and generally this kind of jade scroll is not too long, and Zhao Ming quickly spread it completely on the stone table.

"This ......" Zhao Ming looked at the words on the scroll, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

"This is Hangul, not the Han Dynasty, but the oldest Korea during the Rebellion of the Seven Kingdoms, the script of an inconspicuous country, I really didn't expect to be able to see it again after the Great Qin dominated the world...... Murong Bo couldn't help but be a little shocked when he saw the words on this scroll.

"Hangul?" Of course Zhao Ming understands the Rebellion of the Seven Kingdoms in Murong Bo's mouth, and Zhao Ming of South Korea is no stranger to it, although he is not very conspicuous in the Rebellion of the Seven Kingdoms, but the characters who can survive in the war are not simple and compatible.

"Can you understand this kind of writing?" Zhao Ming turned his head to look at Murong Bo who was looking at the scroll with a serious face on his face.

However, Murong Bo shook his head.

"I don't know much, after all, this kind of writing has been lost for too long...... However, the first two words can vaguely guess a little......"

"What do those three words mean?" Zhao Ming asked in a deep voice as he looked at Murong Bo's face.

"Seven killings ......" Murong Bo couldn't help frowning when he said these two words, because he really couldn't think of any meaning of these two words, although literally these two words were full of evil spirits, but no matter how you look at it, you don't want to look like a supreme divine skill.

Even Zhao Ming was stunned when he heard these two words, but then he thought of something, there was only one person who could be associated with the Seven Killings back then, that is, the first killing god who helped King Qin dominate the world - Bai Qi, Bai Qi's life experience has always been unknown, and there are many versions circulating in the rumors, but there is no evidence to study, and he rose very suddenly, and quickly grew into Ying Zheng's right-hand man, and helped Ying Zheng win the world together with Li Si at that time...... However, the fate of the future was not good, which also made Bai Qi's life experience a mystery......