HPDBC Chapter 192: The sky is the sky, annihilate my beloved! The wind in Chang'an blows the flag of
Chapter 192: The sky is the sky, annihilate my beloved! The wind in Chang'an blows the flag of
At this moment, in the underground palace and imperial tombs, countless red souls are in the book of life and death, all of them are suddenly realized due to the changes of the scene.
Their eyes, which were originally full of ferocity, finally became clearer at this moment.
The sound of Qin Ruishi's drumming continued.
At the same time, they also began to hum the Qin songs of that year.
"Twist the blue bird, stop at the thorn. Who is from Mu Gong? The car is dying. It is the characteristic of a hundred husbands. When you approach its acupoint, you are terrified. Hey, there are hundreds of people!
"Twist the blue bird, stop at the mulberry. Who will follow Mu Gong? Zi Che Zhongxing. Maintain this Zhongxing, a hundred people's defense. When you approach the cave, you will be terrified. Hey, there are hundreds of people!
"Twisting the blue bird, it ends in Chu. Who is from Mu Gong? The child car needles the tiger. We maintain this needle and the tiger is the king of hundreds of people. When I approach its acupoint, I am terrified. Hey, there are hundreds of people!" 5
"The sky is the sky, annihilate my beloved... If it can be redeemed, there will be a hundred people!"
That was the Qin Feng of Daqin, the blue bird...
It means, please open your eyes to the sky, shouldn't the beloved who died tragically! If you can redeem his death, hundreds of people are willing to go to the spring platform...
This is Qin Yin of Daqin.
A heroic spirit given to Daxia two thousand years later.
And not just 297.
That piece of music only sounded, with the soul power of Qin Ruishi.
It is slowly awakening all the heroic spirits of those years.
And at the same time.
Ying Zheng looked at this scene and let out a sigh of relief.
"Da Qin, before Duke Xian came to the throne, the Qin state had been in chaos for four generations. Wealth and land had been lost unprecedentedly. For more than 20 years, there had been wars every year. , the recruitable population has been greatly reduced.
"The hardships that Daxia went through a hundred years ago were also experienced by the old Qin people back then.
"The sky is the sky, why are you crying, the sky is the sky, and you are lonely!"
"Since you have died in battle, why are you unwilling, and since you wake up, why don't you return!"5
"Everyone, do you still want to do this, so that the ancestors of Daqin and the descendants of the younger generation will look down on it?""
Ying Zheng's voice was hoarse, with a hint of admonition.
And at the same time.
Those red souls in the book of life and death finally had clear eyes.
Ying Zheng glanced back at Lin Yan.
Nodding at him.
As for Lin Yan, he immediately understood at this moment.
He raised his hand.
The book of life and death dissipated.
Reincarnated into a large dark book in his hand.
At the same time, all of them have returned to the underground palace!
And the ladder that leads from the underground palace to the sky is still there.
The ladder leading to the underworld is still open!!
The red soul, which had recovered its lucidity, was stared at by Daqin's Ruishi with fierce eyes.
Ying Zheng's low voice came.
"I'm not going back!!! When will it be?"
"Do you think you didn't cause enough trouble just now?"
at the same time.
Those red souls raised their heads in a trance.
They immediately bowed to Lin Yan and Ying Zheng.
Then they didn't have time to think about it, and they all climbed the ladder at the fastest speed.
Because they can feel that the fierce aura in their bodies is still raging.
It seemed that at any moment it was possible to devour all their sanity again.
Go back to the underworld immediately.
And less trouble for Ying Zheng, ghosts, and the present world.
The war was won back then.
They are fighting to the death of An Ning in today's Daxia.
How can there be a reason for turning into a god and a ghost, causing the great summer disaster.
At this moment, in those red souls, shouting their numbers, they kept running towards the gate of the underworld at the end of the ladder.
The leader of the red soul, while running at the front, also screamed at the red soul behind him.
"Have you heard of the brothers who sacrificed back then? We are all heroes in the eyes of the younger generations. I heard that today's Daxia has erected a monument for us! If I can be remembered like this by future generations, it will be worth it (bedg) Now! If anyone is still greedy for the world and makes trouble for the current world, don't say that I am the first to refuse!
"Let's go! Let's go! A group of dead ghosts should look like ghosts. If anyone still dawdling on the ladder, it would be a shame for their former troops."
"Thank you Qin Huang for your kindness over the years!!! Thank you Lord Guicha, you are still willing to give me these ghosts who died in battle, a way home. We didn't let us be lonely ghosts, please Lord Shi Huang, don't forget I'll wait!"
"Emperor Qin, I'll leave first, don't worry, even if I am reincarnated, I will definitely remember that Emperor Qin is a good emperor!"
Ying Zheng lowered his head halfway and remained silent.
It's just that Lin Yan clearly saw that the corner of Ying Zheng's mouth was clearly smiling at this moment.
And at the same time.
Just when those red souls were lining up, madly running towards the gate of the underworld.
The red soul at the forefront, but his body froze on the ladder.
The position of the red soul has already climbed out of the underground palace, suspended in the sky, and from his position, he can see the neon lights of Chang'an City.
The neon lights, which can be bright all night, gather and outline the shadow of Chang'an.
The shadow, in their eyes, is beautiful, even more charming than the Pearl City of that year...
It was a scene they couldn't even imagine in their dreams back then.
It's like a fairytale palace.
And the most incredible thing for them is.
At this moment, countless cars drove to Lintong's grave next to Ying Zheng's tomb.
Many of those cars even came from Chang'an.
The doors of those cars opened.
Under the mountain of Ying Zheng's grave, even more unconsciously, countless white flowers have been covered.
There are also many old Chang'an people.
Singing in a low voice, in an inauthentic Qinqiang.
"Twist the blue bird, stop at the thorn. Who is from Mu Gong? The car is dying. It is the characteristic of a hundred husbands. When you approach its acupoint, you are terrified. Hey, there are hundreds of people!
"Twist the blue bird, stop at the mulberry. Who will follow Mu Gong? Zi Che Zhongxing. Maintain this Zhongxing, a hundred people's defense. When you approach the cave, you will be terrified. Hey, there are hundreds of people!
"Twisting the blue bird, it ends in Chu. Who is from Mu Gong? The child car needles the tiger. We maintain this needle and the tiger is the king of hundreds of people. When I approach its acupoint, I am terrified. Hey, there are hundreds of people! 95
"The sky is the sky, annihilate my beloved... The sky is the sky, why are you crying..."
Heaven is above, please open your eyes, the beloved who died tragically should not suffer! Look at the leisurely God, our descendants are all here, please don't cry alone.
At this moment, the wind in Chang'an picked up.
What was blowing was the flag of Daqin or Daxia.
For two thousand years, we have not changed.
It is only two thousand years from Daqin to Daxia, and we will continue to go on.