The familiar voice surprised Luyang. She turned around happily and shouted, "Master, you finally-"

Before she finished speaking, she froze in place. Qi Lan's face looked at her quietly in front of her, with a angrily look in her eyes, but she just sighed slightly.

"Peace-Peace Master?" Lu Yang shouted tentatively.

Behind "Qi Lan", another Qi Lan turned around in one step and looked at the direction of Xianyang City with a worried look. She was completely confused. Lu Yang was completely confused and stayed in place.

Ziying realized that he had not taken off the human skin mask. He groped around his neck for a long time before tearing off the disguise. Lu Yang saw Ziying's familiar face and finally found his already confused thoughts. Then he ran to Ziying with confidence and boldness.

"Are you all ready?"

Lu Yang nodded and pointed to the carriage and said, "Master, you have brought all the things we have prepared. I have prepared a lot of spices. We can pretend to be merchants. No one will notice them along the way. I have also prepared many civilian clothes, water and dry food-"

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Ziying interrupted Lu Yang's chatter. He turned around, glanced at the absent-minded Qi Lan, and said, "Don't worry, just that old guy can't do anything to Han Xin."

Qi Lan did not answer. She just reluctantly forgot the direction of Xianyang Palace, and finally withdrew her gaze and thoughts.

Ziying also said a lot, and pointed to the clothes on the carriage: "You dress up as a maid and follow Lu Yang. Also, we may meet Liu Ji in Chengyang. He knows the appearance of both of us, so you should make two human skin masks these two days just in case."

Qi Lan responded lightly, then took the clothes and got into the carriage. She didn't want to say anything more to Ziying, and she said differently that she was not planning to do anything. Ziying was well versed in power, and this scheming made her feel afraid.

From Xianyang to Chengyang, Ziying and his group walked for seven or eight days. The further away from Xianyang City, the more rampant the refugees and bandits were. On several occasions, refugees and beggars surrounded their carriages. If Ziying hadn't taken action, they would have been devoured by those people.

Qi Lan did not expect that in just a few months, the people had become such a purgatory. Although the refugees were pitiful in the past, they could still wear clothes to cover their bodies, but now, the refugees are already in rags. Many people are living by eating human flesh. Incomplete remains can often be seen in the wilderness on the roadside.

After seven or eight days of trekking, it was getting closer and closer to Chengyang. When he approached the city gate, Ziying did not rush into the city, but parked the carriage in the woods of the suburbs of the city. Chengyang had just been slaughtered, and now it was not a wise move to enter the city rashly.

At night, Ziying was meditating alone, Lu Yang hid in the carriage with his head shrank. Xiao San and Xiao Si were guarding the carriage. When the wind blew, a strong smell of blood came from the smell of blood, which made people feel cold.

"This smell...is blood..." Lu Yang shrank on the chair, his face pale in fear: "But why is it smelly?"

Qi Lan lifted the curtain, looked at the green ghost fire that was flashing not far away, and replied heavily: "It's the smell of rotten meat."

After experiencing the battle and cruelty on the battlefield, Qi Lan is no longer as afraid of the corpse and body at the beginning. She gradually became familiar with this blood. But Lu Yang was not so lucky. Although she was a doctor, she was the palace master who was spoiled in the Chuling Pavilion. Faced with such a tragic scene, she was still very scared.

Luyang looked into the distance following Qi Lan's gaze, and was immediately frightened and lost her face. She fell on the carriage, pointed to the green ghost fire in the distance, and shouted tremblingly: "Ghost... Ghost... There is Ghost!"

Qi Lan sighed lightly and explained to Luyang: "That's not a ghost, it's phosphorus fire."

"Phospheric...Phospheric fire?" Lu Yang was so scared that tears were almost coming out.

"It is the phosphine in the human body, which is very easy to burn. The phosphine fire burns the corpse, so you don't have to be too nervous." Qi Lan comforted her.

But Lu Yang was a little girl who had never seen the world before, so scared that she curled up into a ball. Qi Lan had no choice but to comfort her, but Lu Yang raised her hand tremblingly and pointed at the direction behind Qi Lan: "All these... are phosphorus fire?"

Qi Lan turned around, her pupils suddenly opened wide, and she took a breath of air conditioning - the few wisps of ghost fire just now turned into a large sea of ​​fire. Green and red lights kept flashing, densely packed, about a few hundred meters in a radius, all of which were the faint fire. When the cold wind blew, the flames gathered, and the smell of blood in the air became strong again.

Ziying was also attracted by the movements here. He opened his eyes and frowned and walked towards the sea of ​​ghost fire. Qi Lan hesitated for a moment and followed. Xiaosan and Xiaosi wanted to follow, but Lu Yang was tightly grasped and could not move.

The more I walked, the more bloody the air became, the more mixed with the fishy smell of rotten meat. The surroundings were quiet, with only the cold wind whizzing, making a whimpering sound, like a wailing cry.

Qi Lan looked along the ghost fire, and at that moment, her whole scalp stood up, her whole body was numb and unable to move. The scene under the ghost fire made her creepy. Even though she had experienced the baptism of the battlefield, she was a little bit smaller than the scenes in the moment. Qi Lan tried hard to make a sound, but when she witnessed all this, her nerves became numb at this moment.

Ziying was silent. He looked at the tragic situation in front of him. After a long time, he said slowly: "It's Wanshou Tomb."

Ten thousand tombs are the place where tens of thousands of heads are buried. These heads are buried in one place after the heads are beheaded, and usually after the punishment of extermination of the nine clans, such tombs will appear. But even so, ten thousand tombs of such a huge scale are extremely rare. Even if Qin II washed away Xianyang by blood, there was no such tragic situation.

On the edge of the Wanshou Tomb, there is a flag waving in the wind. The big word "光" is like a huge mockery, satirizing the souls of these dead people.

"Is this what Xiang Ji left behind after the massacre of the city..." Ziying stared at the flag, his eyes cold, and the ghost fire reflected in his eyes, making him look even more gloomy and terrifying.

Qi Lan turned her head and couldn't bear to see it anymore. The scene in front of her was really unacceptable. Her stomach was in a state of turmoil. She strongly suppressed her discomfort and stepped aside.

Ziying stepped forward and waved her hand suddenly, and the Xiang family flag that was waving in the wind fell to the ground. Ziying turned around and left with a cold face. The flag was gradually swallowed by ghost fire behind him.

Ring--Ring-Ring

A burst of ethereal ringtone came from the city sun. The sound was like the sound of nature, crisp and beautiful, as if it had penetration, lingering over the entire city sun.

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