Dong Yi stretched out his hand to block the sun and saw four big dirt bags on the road, each one dozens of feet in diameter, piled up like a hill.
Under the golden light of the morning sun, they stood alone in a row, like four huge soldiers.
"What is that?"
From a distance, Dong Yi couldn't see clearly, so he asked like Diao Chan: "In winter, there are people making snowmen.
Is there anyone who likes to make clay figures?"
Diao Chan was speechless for a moment after hearing the words.
After a long time, she sighed softly with a strange expression.
"Then those are not clay figures," she wrinkled her pretty eyebrows, and said bitterly: "Those are the mass graves used by the army to clean up the battlefield to bury the corpses of the enemy.
Almost all of the hundreds of thousands of people in Xianyang are buried in the mass graves. here" Dong Yi's expression remained unchanged.
She had heard a lot about this kind of thing from her father and the generals.
She was just wondering why there were so many dead people when there was no rebellion in Xianyang Thinking about it later, she understood: Years ago, her father generously rewarded all the generals, saying that they had done great work in suppressing the rebellion and helping the country.
Now it seems that all the credit comes from here.
Diao Chan didn't see Dong Yi's expression.
She just thought that Xianyang was once a major county in Gyeonggi Province, with a population of more than 500,000.
There are many shops, vast hectares of fertile land, and bustling scenes of prosperity.
Unexpectedly, just the arrival of a bear would swallow up all the prosperity and turn a prosperous county into a mass grave.
The lives of all the people in the world were wiped out in one night.
Isn't Thief Dong afraid of God's retribution?
Faintly seeing the corpse of a young boy on top of the mass grave, as well as the remains of the octogenarian, Diao Chan couldn't feel a trace of warmth in her body.
Some of it just turned into cold murderous intent and hatred.
If you don't kill Thief Dong, you won't be able to face the blue sky "There are only tens of thousands of untouchables, which can be used to pay tribute to the soldiers who protected my father.
Unfortunately, the population of Xianyang County is still small after all.
Otherwise, my father would have more excuses to reward those soldiers."
Dong Yi's fluttering words instantly froze Diao Chan's body like a gust of wind in the cold winter.
Thinking of those children who were waiting for food, facing the long knife dripping blood in horror; and thinking of the ferocious laughter of those ferocious Xiliang butchers, Diao Chan suddenly felt that she was not living in the Han Dynasty, but in a ghost hell where people cannibalize people.
The murderous intent in her eyes suddenly flashed again, and Diao Chan softly uttered a sentence: "Weiyang Jun's words are reasonable."
The murderous intent in her bright eyes gradually faded, but it made her heart become more indifferent and harder: This daughter of a tiger and a wolf , there is no need to feel guilty if you kill him The chariot was still moving gradually, and Diao Chan saw that the flying bear troops on both sides looked not surprised by this.
There was indifference and numbness in that look, but there was also a trace of pity.
What a pity Is it a pity that these military achievements obtained with blood are not counted on himself?
Heaven and earth are unkind, treating all things as stupid dogs Looking at these beasts in human skin, Diao Chan finally understood the painful scream in the ancient book.
Along the way, after leaving Xianyang County and continuing westward past Chang'an, the mountain road became narrower and narrower, and the scene Diao Chan saw when she opened her eyes became more and more terrifying: countless bodies of people and horses were exposed on the narrow road.
Since it was the Dong thieves who killed people and pretended to gain military merit, no one had ever cleaned up the area.
Several months had passed and there were dripping carrion and white skeletons everywhere.
As Cha Yuan walked on the road, his nose was filled with a stench of filth.
There were flies everywhere, thousands of them.
They were flying back and forth like dark clouds, unable to be driven away.
Their buzzing sounds combined into a huge roar.
They landed on the stinking corpses along the way, densely packed, even.
There were no gaps at all, as if the dead people had been put on new armor.
They were crawling around on their bodies, looking like dead bodies squirming.
Seeing this scene, Diao Chan felt chills all over her body, her stomach was churning, and her head was dizzy.
But Dong Yi showed excited eyes, as if he didn't think this hell on earth was vast enough.
And in the valley of the road, where the carriage shaft cannot be seen at all.
There were actually three people standing, two men and one woman.
They stared at the desolate and dilapidated scene of Xianyang County and the few green smoke, with complex expressions of compassion and murderous intent in their eyes.
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"The sect master, a certain person who practices in the outside world, uses the way of heaven to enter the Dharma, and never interferes in worldly affairs.
But I don't expect that when I come back today, the world is already so devastated.
If senior brother Yue hadn't insisted on asking the sect master to come out, I'm afraid there would be no peace in the world.
"Soil," said the handsome man behind him.
Although his expression was stern, there was a hint of compassion and pain in his brows.
"Senior Brother Mu's words are reasonable.
Some people have hidden away from the world of mortals and escaped from the Five Elements.
But we cannot let the way of heaven go backwards like this.
The master of the sect, Dong Zhuo, is so heartbroken that he should just kill him to thank the world."
The one who said this was A woman dressed in white as snow, she is tall and slender, slim and slim, and extremely beautiful.
She has an indescribable arrogance that makes her even more compelling.
In the midst of this bloody evil aura, the figure of the woman in white was floating, like a fairy in white descending from the sky.
Under the mysterious white gauze hat, there is a hint of jade-like beauty, round and delicate skin, a small chin, and a touch of crimson lips.
What makes people feel that they are out of control and their mind is lost is the cherry blossoms.
On the edge of her lips, there is a small mole, which is as stunning as red.
The person who was called the sect leader was not an old man with white hair, but a weak-headed young man named Qin Yu, who was the leader of the Divine Fortune Sect after Nanhua.
After hearing the words of the two disciples, he sighed slightly and said: "Mu Yuanfeng, Ruxue, listen, this world cannot be saved with just one sword.
The road to heaven is deep.
It’s unfathomable.
Although your senior fellow apprentices are not good at cultivating their minds and nature, their horizons in worldly practice are much broader than yours.
If not, how could he let us kidnap and kill Dong Zhuo’s daughter?”
"If so, please wait a moment, Master.
The two of us will take the woman's life and return."
After listening to Qin Yu's words, Mu Yuanfeng pulled out the giant sword in his hand and seemed to take the head of one person among a hundred people.
Exploring the bag to retrieve things is normal.
Qin Yu didn't make any move at all, not even his expression changed.
After Mu Yuanfeng saw the sect master like this, he retreated.
"Master, something is wrong here," a woman in white named Ruxue asked.
Although she had not drawn her sword before, her murderous intention was already present.
Obviously he has the same meaning as his senior brother Mu Yuanfeng.
"The secret must not be leaked.
If so, it is better to assassinate Thief Dong directly."
Qin Yu took another look at the devastation of the country, sighed, and went down the mountain.
The two disciples looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what to say.
"Junior sister, I said before that I would kill Thief Dong, but the sect leader said that I would kill Thief Dong's daughter."
"But when you went to kill Thief Dong's daughter, the sect leader said it would be better to kill Thief Dong."
"What does the sect master mean?"
Finally, the two looked at each other again.
With their cultivation, they couldn't figure out the key.
He had no choice but to quickly catch up with the door owner and continue to follow the flying bear military chariot.
However, the woman in white had a sharp ear.
Before she caught up with the sect master, she heard Qin Yu say something softly: "Fufeng Ma Family, don't blame our divine divination family for being ruthless.
The world is in chaos, and the Ma family has destiny, so why should we be alone?"
s: Mu Yuanfeng, Xia Mo, please show up.
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