Tyrant I am from MI9

Chapter 57

Qin Zhiyan's eyebrows hidden in the darkness raised slightly, and he held Qing Xia's palm lightly, even though Qing Xia couldn't see it, he could still guess his indifferent way of shaking his head: "I didn't."

"Then why did you stop all of a sudden?" Surrounded by darkness, Qingxia's mind became active, she widened her eyes, and secretly said, if it wasn't for the sake of saving her just now, it would be like Beat him up as hard as you beat Chu Li.

"Be careful where you step, there are steps."

"Ah?" Qing Xia was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt Qin Zhiyan pull her hand slightly harder, and followed him forward.

There was silence all around, only two people stepped slowly in the Great Qin Emperor's Mausoleum that had not been stepped on for many years.The slope was going downwards, and Qingxia followed Qin Zhiyan step by step. He didn't know how long he walked, kept going down, kept going down, as if he was going to the underworld.Suddenly, a flat touch came from under his feet.

It is flat, smooth, and even a little bit warm, with no snow and no cold.

"Wait for me." Qin Zhiyan suddenly let go of Qing Xia's hand, and walked forward alone.Huge darkness enveloped Qing Xia's nerves in an instant, the cold wind blew slowly from nowhere, and dust with a strong aura of history condensed under Qing Xia's feet.A trace of ice-coldness rose slowly from the fingertips, Qing Xia's fingers flexed lightly, and tentatively groped around for a while, finally, she took it back, and then held it tightly.

"Qin Zhiyan..."

Qing Xia called out softly and tentatively, the surroundings were shrouded in darkness like thick ink.She slowly touched the scabbard at her waist with one hand, frowned slightly, moved her steps cautiously, and slowly drew out the sharp dagger.A trace of worry and fear rose from the bottom of my heart, "Qin Zhiyan, are you alright?"

"I'm fine," a soft voice suddenly sounded in front, and a soft light was instantly lit, like a small firefly, illuminating a round circle of light.

Qin Zhiyan was dressed in blue long fur, standing straight beside a candlestick with his back straight, his pale face flashed a soft luster under the lamplight, he wore a wide robe with big sleeves, black hair like ink, and his quiet eyes turned toward Qingxia. Looking at it, she said with a faint smile: "Don't worry, it's fine."

Qin Zhiyan walked to another candlestick and lit the candle.As the lights came on one after another, the entire corridor became brighter.

Qing Xia stood in place, feeling the gloomy wind blowing gently in the corridor, for a moment, she felt a chill down her spine.The length of the dark corridor is unknown. The ground, walls, and roof are all paved with black boulders, with intricate patterns and various totems engraved on them that Qing Xia can't understand. The heavy and almost suffocating aroma is in the air. Floating quietly in the hall, candlesticks carved from huge pitch-black stones were placed on both sides of the corridor, above which, white candles shone faintly, filling every corner of the corridor with a solemn atmosphere.

Qin Zhiyan's thin back looks very unreal in front of him, as if he is about to hide in the darkness.He walked slowly in the corridor as if he was strolling in the yard, but he was very familiar with him, not at all unfamiliar.

"Miss Tang," Qin Zhiyan suddenly stopped, turned around, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why don't you leave?"

"Ah? Oh!" Qing Xia came to her senses, hurried forward, and followed Qin Zhiyan, walking side by side with him. "Qin Zhiyan, have you been here before? Why are you so familiar?"

Qin Zhiyan's footsteps faltered slightly, and then he said lightly, "Come here."

"Oh." What kind of person is Qing Xia? It has always been a compulsory course for military agents to judge people's hearts by looking at people's faces. Looking at Qin Zhiyan's appearance, one knows that there must be some palace secrets that are inconvenient to talk about.Hastily and honestly followed Qin Zhiyan, watching him walk and light the candles on both sides of the corridor one by one.

"I was here when the late emperor was buried."

Unexpectedly, Qin Zhiyan would speak suddenly, his voice was very mellow, with a hint of hoarseness, like the continuous sea water, very pleasant to hear.

In such a gloomy environment, it is naturally good for someone to be willing to talk to himself.Qing Xia interjected: "Oh, then you are here to worship."

"Miss Tang is not from our Qin country." Qin Zhiyan suddenly turned his head and asked with a smile.

"Ah? Oh, no, I'm not from Qin."

"The emperor's mausoleum on Longji Mountain in the past is a forbidden area of ​​the Qin State. There are a large number of soldiers stationed there. Even the emperor is not allowed to come. You can only worship in the ancestral temple on the mountainside. Even if the former emperor is buried, I can't come in."

"Huh? But didn't you say you came in?"

"Well," Qin Zhiyan nodded, and said calmly, "I was still young at that time, only five years old, and I sneaked in with the eldest brother and the second brother."

"I can't see it!"

"What can't be seen?" Qin Zhiyan frowned suspiciously and asked in a deep voice.

Qing Xia smiled and said: "I can't see that you were so mischievous when you were a child, and dared to sneak into the royal forbidden area."

"At that time, I was still young, just a child, so what did I know?" Qin Zhiyan's voice was light, like a lake in March, with willows sprouting on the shore, the lake was silent, but there was a slight cold inside, he stretched out his hand and lit it. At the last candlelight, he suddenly saw a dark gate suddenly appearing at the end of the corridor, and a wry smile slowly emerged on his face. Thousand 670 seven steps, there are four hundred candlesticks. Unexpectedly, revisiting the old place now, it only takes less than [-] steps to complete the walk.”

Qing Xia was startled when he heard the words, and turned his head suddenly. Qin Zhiyan didn't pay attention to Qing Xia's expression at all, but seemed to be immersed in the past years, and said in a low voice: "It's a pity that I didn't have flint on me at the time. After a month, once a month Nor have the candles been lit here."

"Have you been here for a month?"

"Well," Qin Zhiyan said slowly, playing with the flint in his hand, "From then on, I will take this thing with me wherever I go."

"Why?" Qing Xia thought about it, although she knew the answer must not be what he wanted to say, but she still couldn't help asking softly: "Why, you have to stay here for more than a month?"

"We lost our way in the imperial mausoleum. I was young, and the second emperor carried me on his back. Later, I fell asleep and woke up and disappeared." Qin Zhiyan suddenly had a wry smile on his face, and his voice also carried a slight smile. mocked, "They say we got separated."

Qingxia's heart seemed to suddenly become a little painful.She couldn't imagine what it would be like for a five-year-old child to be trapped alone in the dark imperial tomb for a month. In such a grand and dead imperial tomb, there are cold and hard stones everywhere. He wants to eat What, what to drink, and how to live?

I couldn't help stretching out my hand, gently grabbed Qin Zhiyan's sleeve, and smiled faintly at the savior who only had a relationship on both sides: "It's okay, I'll hold your sleeve, and we will definitely not get separated."

The woman's eyes were crystal clear, like the most precious pearls in the deep sea. Qin Zhiyan lowered his head and smiled shallowly, and nodded, "I will definitely take you out."

The heavy stone door was slowly pushed open, and a wave of heat came from nowhere.

"Qin Zhiyan, have you ever been here when you were young?" Qing Xia stared dumbfounded at the inconceivably grand palace in front of her, feeling her blood rushing to the top of her head suddenly,

As far as the eye can see, it is a grand square. The ground is paved with huge black stones. On the square, a huge copper tripod is placed every ten feet. It is divided into five rows, with five seats in each row. The smoke is curling up, and the taste is clear and lingering.In the center of the square, there is a huge circular altar, the bottom of which is suspended in the air. A total of 28 white jade stone pillars up to three feet high support the entire altar. Each stone pillar requires five or six people to embrace it. .

Above the altar, stands a tall and majestic hall, in the shape of a pagoda, with five floors in total. Each floor is about half smaller than the next floor, and it is more than ten feet high, which is very spectacular.The most amazing thing is that the entire hall is made of a kind of crimson stone, and the raging heat is scattered from above.It makes this stone hall look like a huge furnace.

Looking from a distance, the entire altar is simply a huge burning red flame, piercing the sky.Qing Xia and Qin Zhiyan stood under the altar, like two ants, extremely insignificant.

Qing Xia took a deep breath, the building in front of her was magnificent, it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a miracle.

Qin Zhiyan frowned slightly, as if he was also in surprise. After a long time, he sighed and said: "When I was young, I walked through the eighteen-panel room from the outer ear room, and after entering the outer four circles, it was just now that we The corridor I walked through. I couldn’t push the stone door open, so it was the first time I entered this stone palace. It’s unimaginable that there is such a miraculous building in the emperor’s mausoleum.”

"Qin Shihuang is really a genius!" Qing Xia praised sincerely: "Later generations will know that the Terra Cotta Warriors and Horses of the Qin Mausoleum and the Great Wall are rare miracles in the world. I didn't expect that there is such an underground palace hidden under this Longji Mountain."

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the Hall of Flames in the Hall of Four Blessings, which is located in the southwest corner. We only need to go northeast to reach the main hall, and then find the ear chamber from the Ice Hall in the northeast corner, and find the way out through the main entrance passage. "Qin Zhiyan said in a deep voice.

Qing Xia was taken aback, and asked in surprise: "What? Isn't this the main hall?"

"Of course," Qin Zhiyan said with a faint smile: "The Emperor's Mausoleum is divided into 36 ear chambers, eighteen pan chambers, four outer circles, and 72 ring roads. It is the main hall located in the center. The Sifeng Hall is divided into cold ice in the north, fire in the south, loess in the west, and green wood in the east, forming the four airs of white, red, yellow, and green. The four divine beasts of the flood dragon guard the main hall of the Emperor Qiankun together, guarding the emperor's soul, how could this be the main hall of the imperial mausoleum?"

(End of this chapter)