Spiritual History of Manchuria

Chapter 72 Palace

After Qin Zhong opened the old man, he meditated alone. After all, since he entered the mission area, he has no rest. Presumably, he can have a stable rest this time. No matter how tired his body and physical strength are, no matter how good he is, he will have to collapse.

The sun is gradually rising, and the yin in the ancient city gradually dissipates. On July 15, this happy day, although there is no yin during the day, it is inevitable that the evil spirits will come out for carnival at night.

"We haven't collected many evil spirits so far. I'm afraid we will be white-eyed this time." Chen Mu was a little worried about the results of his group.

Qin Zhong was silent for a long time and smiled and said, "How much do you still want to consider now? I think we'd better think about how to get away from this strange place.

" boss, I always feel that we are controlled by someone. Everything here seems to be borrowed." Guo Dafu guessed.

Since Guo Dafu followed Qin Zhong, he has grown up very fast. In addition, he has stayed in the ancient tomb college for so long and learned a lot, which has made a qualitative leap in his ability to analyze things.

Qin Zhong sighed coldly: "Borrowed? Yes, it should be borrowed. The people's clothes here don't look like modern people. I'm afraid that this place is the same as the previous cemetery. It should use a super-strong method to use local resources to form a group of super brain waves to interfere with the environment.

"Good professional!" Chen Mu praised.

Guo Dafu nodded fiercely: "Well, why don't we walk around the city? Maybe we can harvest a lot here."

"Harvest is a good way. If this is really what I analyzed, then this is definitely an ancient city site, then it must not only be close, but also a cemetery!" Qin Zhong said himself and became extremely excited: "Have you had a good rest?"

"Well, it's not a problem to fight him for a few days and nights." Guo Dafu said.

Qin Zhong nodded and said, then got up, went out of the room, and stood in the yard looking at the seemingly dark sky. His breath was light: "Let's find out the origin of the king first."

"Go to the palace?" Chen Mu's eyelashes were bent and her eyes widened, and that kind of yearning and ** condensed in her eyes.

Guo Dafu wiped his* and became excited: "Haha, it's really comfortable to sleep. The sun is really good today, and it's warm."

"Where are you going?" The old man came over the first day with some fruit in his hand.

"Go out for a walk and get familiar with the situation in the city."

"Well, I advise you not to leave first. After a few days, the king's amnesty comes down and then go from the south gate."

Qin Zhong was surprised: "South Gate? Why did you go through the South Gate?

"Because the whole ancient city has been cursed except for the South Gate."

"Curse? What curse?" Qin Zhong asked.

The old man hesitated for a long time: "Oh, this curse is that the king came back and was seriously injured after going out to fight. A very powerful old man was invited to the city that was attacked and put down nearly thousands of curses in this city, making the king not go on an expedition for decades in a row, but this city day by day Decline has become the current situation.

"Oh? So what are these curses?

The old man coughed a few times: "I'm not sure about this, but I've heard that this curse has made this royal city faint for thousands of years."

"Millennium?" Qin Zhong and the three of them were almost in one voice.

"Yes, it's a thousand-year curse. I remember that when the little devil entered the city, the curse also blocked all their people outside the city, which made us escape here."

Qin Zhong looked at the old man carefully: "How dare you ask the old man what it is this year?"

"Ha ha, I think I'm three or four hundred years old, but I haven't calculated it carefully."

"What?" Qin Zhong was surprised: "Are you all so old here?"

"It's almost the same. Almost all the neighbors in the old neighborhood are like this, but depending on your age, they should be the descendants of our generation."

Qin Zhong's eyes were slightly dark: "Let's go out and have a look."

Despite the old man's obstruction, the three rushed out of the courtyard and strolled on the street, but the whole street had disappeared from the domineering of the day before yesterday, but it was the peace and tranquility.

"It's strange. It's really strange that yesterday's soldiers were enemies with those workers. Can they sit together, chat and drink today?" Guo Dafu has a series of questions.

Qin Zhong waved his hand to ask Guo Dafu not to speak first. He took a closer look at the soldiers sitting in the pub and the old farmers.

"Our king's amnesty in March, who knows if we will become enemies after March?" A soldier chatted with an old man in tears.

And Qin Zhong listened carefully at the door and always felt that these were a little strange. Originally, they were enemies, but now they were actually recalling the feelings between the two people.

Qin Zhong smiled bitterly and felt quite uncomfortable with the behavior of everyone in this ancient city.

"Big boss, someone is running."

The three were about to sigh, but more than a dozen people came from the other end of the ancient city. When they saw someone, they called the palace that something had happened, shouting to let everyone go home and hide.

Qin Zhong and the other three looked at each other and stopped one: "Oh! What's wrong with the palace?

"Dead, so many people are dead!" The speaker's face was pale.

Qin Zhong felt strange when he heard this. This ancient city really doesn't look like a living place, but these people say that they are dead. Aren't the people here all dead? Where did the dead come from? I'm afraid there was another strange incident.

"Where is it? Take us to have a look." Qin Zhong asked.

"In the palace, there are still dead people there. I advise you not to go."

Qin Zhong patted the person on the shoulder: "Okay, I know. You go back first." After saying that, he walked vigorously, and the three of them ran for a while and saw a tall building in the distance. The red painted plaque at the door was red carpet from the door to the door of the palace.

Before the three entered the door, they saw more than a dozen people running out of the door in a hurry, one by one with a look of panic and cold sweat.

"Be careful, I'm afraid there has been a big change here."

"You can't die, run." There was a noise, and the voice gradually returned to calm as these people disappeared, while the court was dead.

Qin Zhong stepped over the high threshold, held his knives in his hand, and his eyes searched around, and every step he took, he would also be careful of the feeling under his feet.

After all, it is the palace, and many organs in it are very normal. After Qin Zhong and the others entered the gate of the palace, a bloody smell came to their nose.

Next to the stone pillar of the stairs, one was hit and killed, and there was a hanged man hanging on the tree, while another maid was holding a child about a few years old on the steps of the stairs. Her head seemed to have been severely thrown on the stone steps, and half of her head had been thrown aside.

"No, there is a force that is quite wrong here." Qin Zhong said.

Another hurriedly ran out of the palace and grinned: "Haha, it's so cool, so I'll go." After saying that, the maid fell down from the steps more than ten meters high, rolled and climbed down until the steps. What was more exaggerated was that one climbed out of the golden tiles on the roof of the palace. The man threw a handkerchief high with both hands and jumped high along the traces of falling from the handkerchief.

A heavy shadow fell straight down from the roof of the palace, his head was stuffed into his chest, and the blood spread rapidly.

"Be careful of blood and don't let it touch our skin, or we will suffer."

"Big boss, it's not good. I feel a little uncomfortable." Guo Dafu said and felt that his body was under super heavy pressure: "Where did this pressure come from?"

Qin Zhong frowned: "No, don't put it on, otherwise none of us can escape the control of this brain wave."

"Brainwaves?" Chen Mu was dumbfounded.

Qin Zhong curled his lips and was about to move. They felt that a big hand was hitting them fiercely. Qin Zhong dodged, and the big hand hit the ground, a gully more than ten meters deep. In a blink of an eye, the big hand disappeared again. Everyone felt the super pressure to some extent, and it seemed that life felt a threat.