Whether it's the burial man in the coffin who wants to jump out and kill Wu Dazhi and the others, or the stone warrior who wants to kill them, it's not good news for them.
No one in the world would dance with joy about his imminent death. At least among the people Wu Dazhi knew, he had not met such a person.
Time is life. Wu Dazhi really wanted to leave this terrible place within the limited time, but he couldn't. He couldn't find a way out. The only result of blindly rushing out was a dead end!
Just as Wu Dazhi's mind was turning over and over again, the song from ancient times suddenly became louder. Before, it was just humming, but now it was mixed with lyrics that Wu Dazhi and the others could not understand at all.
"The singing is pretty good!" Zhou Zijing was not afraid at all. Listening to the unaccompanied singing, he actually wanted to dance.
Wu Dazhi didn't know much about music, but he could feel that the singing was completely different from the singing of the Buried Boy he had heard before. It did not give people a dead and cold feeling, but made people feel warm, like bathing in the sun.
Average.
But soon, Wu Dazhi discovered that things were by no means as simple as he thought. After only listening to a short period of singing, he felt his breathing become faster for no reason, and his mind was in chaos, as if thousands of war horses were trampling on it.
Immediately afterwards, various phantoms of people wearing Khitan national costumes and Han costumes at that time appeared around him.
Wu Dazhi's heart tightened. Could it be that he was going to "travel" again? As more and more images of ancient people around him appeared, Wu Dazhi's breathing became more and more rapid, with a few "**" sounds in between, as if he had just done something.
Things that make your instinct **.
Take a big breath! Take a big breath! These short words were the only words left in Wu Dazhi's mind. He completely lost consciousness, and he only knew how to follow the instructions in his mind and take a big breath.
The air in the underground palace seemed to be sucked up by Wu Dazhi in an instant, and he seemed to be strangled by someone's neck. He felt that there was not enough air and wanted to take a big breath.
In confusion, Wu Dazhi reluctantly opened his eyes, and then saw Zhou Zijing beside him shouting something anxiously, but he couldn't hear anything.
Wu Dazhi no longer had time to think about what Zhou Zijing said in his ear. He just felt that his consciousness was being separated from his body and moving away from his body little by little. Those ancient phantoms stretched out their hands and kept pulling.
He seemed to be taking him into another world.
As Wu Dazhi lost consciousness, there was a long dream. In the dream, he saw many people gathered around him, and an elderly man kept touching him. The strong feeling of being violated made Wu Dazhi open his eyes suddenly.
Open your eyes.
The old man finally stopped and looked at Wu Dazhi blankly. Although the old man was wearing clothes, it was difficult to cover his whole body. The wrinkles on his face were like ravines and his back was curved, which showed that they were very tired.
It could be someone working hard in the fields, or it could be someone who has been suffering for a period of time.
"He's awake! He's awake! He's awake!" Two children with runny noses ran out of nowhere, looked at Wu Dazhi with their little eyes, and then shouted happily to the old man.
This was not the first time Wu Dazhi had hallucinations, so he was much calmer than before. Maybe this was another good thing done by an ancient person who had an unfulfilled wish, or a monster.
Thinking of this, Wu Dazhi felt calmer. He tried to sit up. He was in good condition and it seemed that he was not hurt.
"Who are you?" Wu Dazhi cleared his throat and went straight to the topic. After all, he had no time to waste.
Just as Wu Dazhi was talking, several women walked out of a wooden house not far from him. Their situation looked much better. Although their clothes were a little shabby, it could be seen that they were very glamorous before.
One of the neatly dressed women walked up to Wu Dazhi, looked at him, and then said softly:
"Are you lost? You don't look like someone sent by the Queen Mother. Are you from Yelu Ruan?"
Yelu Ruan? Wu Dazhi desperately searched for this name in his mind, and finally remembered that he was Liao Shizong, the grandson of Shulu Ping, and the son of Yelu Bei.
At that time, Yelu Ruan and Yelu Deguang, Taizong of the Liao Dynasty, were marching south to the Central Plains, but Emperor Taizong of the Liao Dynasty unexpectedly died in the army. Because Yelu Deguang died so suddenly, there was no one in the army who was more suitable to command the three armies than Yelv Ruan, so after everyone discussed
, Yelu Ruan succeeded to the throne.
He succeeded to the throne in the army and was recognized by the ministers, but there was someone in the Daliao Palace who could not accept this result at all, that was Shuluping. Because at that time, there was also Shuluping's third son, Yelu, who could inherit the throne.
Li Hu.
When Shuluping learned the truth of the matter, he was very angry and sent Yelu Lihu to attack Yelu Ruan. Unfortunately, he returned with a heavy defeat. Later, Shuluping detained the family members of all the ministers in the palace, and then personally led the troops to attack.
The two sides faced off for a long time.
Wu Dazhi speculated from the woman's words that the crossing agreement had not yet been signed at this time, and that they were probably supporting Yelu Ruan, so they were hunted down by Shulu Ping.
"Oh!" After some deliberation, Wu Dazhi nodded. He had nothing on him to defend himself from, and pretending to be stupid was the only way to protect himself.
"You must have walked for a long time, right?" Seeing that Wu Dazhi didn't say much, the woman continued to smile and said: "If you are hungry, come in and eat something, but it's not delicious, so just eat something.
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Wu Dazhi nodded, stood up and prepared to follow the woman into the house.
"Before, we detained a person who the Queen Mother came to persuade to surrender to us. Now we don't know what to do with this person, so we are more wary of people coming from outside!"
Wu Dazhi instinctively wanted to say, of course, kill him, otherwise if he lets that man go back, they and the others will only die.
But before Wu Dazhi could say anything, he saw more than a dozen men walking not far away. They were no different from old people and women. They were also in ragged clothes, holding knives, bows and arrows in their hands. Walking with them, there was another
A young man who is neatly dressed, even a little luxurious.
The woman who had been talking to Wu Dazhi was a little surprised at first when she saw the young man in the crowd. Finally, she ran forward happily, grabbed the young man, and said softly:
"Oh my god, Roda, you are back? Haven't you been working in the emperor's camp?"
The person known as Roda smiled like a child: "The Emperor is currently negotiating with the Queen Mother, and it seems that they will reconcile soon. I ran out secretly!"
This can be regarded as good news. Everyone entered the camp and sat down around the fire. The middle-aged woman told Rhoda about the persuasion to surrender, and then asked for his opinion.
"The person must be released!" Roda said matter-of-factly: "The emperor is negotiating with the Queen Mother, and there will be a result soon. If you kill the envoy, it is likely to destroy the negotiation!"