Seeing that Xu Fu still refused to inform him of his purpose, Uncle Jiu and others had no choice.
In addition, he described the previous level in such a mysterious way, everyone was also very curious, so they followed him and walked forward.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the scene in front of me changed again. This was a place that made people feel extremely uncomfortable.
The overall color is dark brown, and it looks like the texture of dried blood solidified. The walls are covered with scratches left by various weapons, and there are also blurry figures, like people wailing before death.
"What a strong evil spirit."
Uncle Jiu felt the breath in front of him and said softly: "Under such evil aura, not to mention ghosts, even heavenly soldiers and generals must be cautious."
"More than that."
Momadi kept wiping the sweat from his forehead and said, "It's so hot here, it seems like it's going to melt people."
"Yes, where does this fiery breath come from?"
Taoist priest Qianhe's clothes were also soaked.
The three sisters of the Ren family all stood back carelessly. They were all wearing light clothes. The heat was so strong that they would get soaked soon, which would be too rude.
Upon seeing this, Feng Yi used the Xuanbing Curse to form a huge ice wall, blocking the heat inside the wall, but it could be clearly seen that the hot breath was madly devouring the cold air of the ice wall, and the ice wall was visible to the naked eye.
Melting at a visible speed.
"Xu Fu, was this the same situation when you came here before?"
The four-eyed Taoist priest frowned and asked.
"The surrounding layout hasn't changed much, but the heat is really weird. It shouldn't have been this hot when I came here last time."
Xu Fu was also a little puzzled.
"Don't think about it. The danger you mentioned is here. Why can't I see it?"
With the isolation of the ice wall, I felt a lot more comfortable. I pushed back my soaked hair and asked.
"Didn't you notice that there is a cauldron there?"
Xu Fu pointed to the front and said.
"This is the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. It was normal for Qin Shihuang to use a cauldron for sacrifice at that time."
He said numbly, as if you were very strange.
"No, it's not that simple."
Uncle Jiu shook his head and walked to the side of the cauldron despite the billowing heat. Before he could take a closer look, hot beads of sweat dripped into his eyes, making him unable to open them.
Feng Yi took a deep breath, formed seals with his hands, and drank several times. Ice walls separated them and Ding from the heat outside. Feeling the refreshing cold air, Uncle Jiu wiped the sweat from his face.
The beads were circling the cauldron, mumbling something, not knowing what they were saying.
boom!
boom!
One ice wall after another shattered under the heat, and then Feng Yi formed a new ice wall. Anyway, the black ice curse consumes very little breath, almost negligible, it is just a little troublesome.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, have you seen anything?"
Master Yixiu couldn't help but asked.
"Strange, this cauldron is so strange."
Uncle Jiu said with his hands behind his back: "The tripod is a ritual vessel of the ancients. The largest tripod discovered so far is the Simu Mao tripod, because there is an inscription on the tripod with the three characters Simu Mao, a king of the Shang Dynasty.
It was built to worship his mother. The temple name after his mother's death was Mu Mao.
But this tripod is two rounds larger than Simumao tripod. It stands on three legs, with protruding ears and square shape. It is absolutely a priceless treasure!
But what puzzles me is that the making of a tripod has been an important ceremonial event in all dynasties, especially such a huge tripod, but why there is no record in the history books.
The most important thing is that there is no inscription on this tripod, which is strange and really puzzling."
Uncle Jiu was very confused at the end.
What is the origin of something that even Uncle Jiu doesn’t know about?
Everyone looked at each other, all confused.
"Uncle Jiu, you were wrong this time. This tripod has an inscription."
Xu Fu said calmly from the side.
"oh?"
Uncle Jiu circled the cauldron again, and suddenly his body shook and he said: "I know!"
After he finished speaking, he knelt down on the ground and looked inside. Unfortunately, the bottom was pitch black and he couldn't see clearly.
Without saying a word, he took out a few fire talismans and lit them. He reached the bottom of the cauldron and moved it back and forth, and finally saw two huge seal characters -
Gongsun!
"Gongsun?"
When Feng saw Uncle Jiu seeing clearly, he stepped forward and helped him up. Uncle Jiu patted the soil on his knees and murmured, "What does Gongsun mean?"
"Oh, doesn't even Uncle Jiu know the meaning of Gongsun?"
Xu Fu asked with an intriguing smile.
"Wait a minute and let me think about it."
Uncle Jiu stopped the other party's answer and muttered: "Is this Gongsun the name or surname of a certain person?
There seems to be no famous person named Gongsun in the Qin Dynasty, right?
This cauldron happens to be the last level of this level, so I guess my identity is definitely not ordinary..."
"Master, I think this Gongsun is an important figure in guarding Qin Shihuang. He must have won Qin Shihuang's trust and has extraordinary strength. Otherwise, how could Qin Shihuang give him such an important position?"
Feng Yi reminded from the side.
Uncle Jiu muttered a few more words, his eyes casually passing over the wall, like a bolt of lightning flashing through his mind. Uncle Jiu stood blankly on the spot, turned around suddenly, and looked at the cauldron with disbelief.
: "It's actually him!"
"It seems that Uncle Jiu has guessed it."
Xu Fu looked as if I had expected him.
"Brother, who is this Gongsun?"
Everyone gathered around and asked curiously.
"He is Lord Wu An!"
Uncle Jiu said word by word.
"Who is Mr. Wu An?"
He asked, scratching his head numbly.
"Wu'an Jun is the number one killer in the Warring States Period. He is an invincible general in the Qin State and can kill people without hesitation!"
Before Uncle Jiu could answer, Ren Tingting said with a pale face.
boom!
Everyone's minds felt as if they had been struck by lightning, and they reacted in an instant, Bai Qi is Bai Qi!
In the Battle of Yique, the 240,000-strong coalition of Wei and Han was defeated, completely clearing the way for the Qin army to advance eastward. In the Battle of Chu, Ying City, the capital of Chu, was captured. In the Battle of Changping, the main force of Zhao was severely damaged. He served as the commander-in-chief of the Qin army for more than 30 years and spent 70 sieges on the city.
The remaining seats...
Such numerous military exploits were all accomplished by him alone. His illustrious reputation is frightening to people and can stop children from crying at night!
He always wins every battle and never loses. The most terrifying thing is that after winning, his favorite thing is to kill prisoners.
After fighting for a lifetime, a full 1.65 million people died at his hands!
I would like to ask, from ancient times to the present, who has been stained with more blood than him?
No wonder he will be guarding the last level on this floor. No wonder the evil spirit here is so strong. No wonder people here feel quite uncomfortable. How many people can stay at ease in the same room with such an evil god.
"Isn't Bai Qi's surname Bai?"
Mami asked confusedly.
"Bai Qi is not actually surnamed Bai. He is a descendant of the Qin noble Gongsun family..."
Uncle Jiu explained and looked at Xu Fu with a bitter smile: "No wonder you said you have been to the tomb many times and never been to the next level. With such a fierce guard guarding it, who can pass?"
