Tianshi Museum

After the memory is complete, the seven souls and six souls seem to be reorganized.

After the brief dizziness and pain passed, Xia Zha only felt the yin and spirit in his body surge, and an uncontrollable vast force poured into his internal organs.He held the red tassel tightly, thanked Shen Gun for his support, and straightened his body with his head held high.

After sorting out the memories, Xia Zha slowly told Shen Gun about the past.

"My father was a general guarding the border, and my mother went out with her husband. She spent her whole life guarding the yellow sand in the desert."

There are many wars at the border, the barbarians are ambitious, and there are constant harassments, large and small.

On the day he was born, the barbarians raided the camp, and a tough battle ushered in at the border.

Father Xia led troops to attack, and led thousands of soldiers to meet the barbarians.When Xia's mother gave birth, the midwife invited from Jiangcheng shouted "Madam, work hard" because of fear and fear, and the blood was poured out of the house one after another.

It took two full days and two nights to give birth, and the baby was crying weakly, his face was smothered purple, and he was dying.

Despite all the difficulties and dangers, both mother and son saved their lives.

Father Xia wept with joy when he returned from the battle, saying that this child is blessed in life, that he is worthy of being the seed of the Xia family, and that he will also be a man of indomitable spirit in the future, who will inherit the spear of the Xia family and protect the family and the country.

However, after a short time of joy, they discovered that the child had the root cause of the disease, his body was weak, and he could easily catch the disease at the slightest sign of trouble.The doctor has been staying at home since then, trying to find ways to recuperate every day, but it is useless to worry about physical matters.

When the child was one year old, Xia's family returned to Beijing to report on their duties, and Xia's mother took him to visit the temple.

The abbot with a fluttering white beard said that this child is destined to be successful in this life, but his fate is poor. Even if the disease is eradicated, he will easily die young in the future and rarely have a good death.

Taking an "ugly name" is said to ward off evil spirits and harden fate.

Taking the name "Zha" might not be to pray that he can live a long life.

It's a pity that he still didn't survive to the weak crown.

The past cannot be traced back, Xia Zha sighed, dispelling the depression in his chest: "The men of the Xia family all practice martial arts and fight on the battlefield. Because of my health, I only learned the basics of riding and archery, and devoted myself to studying the art of war all day long."

Not long after, the people in the border towns often praised General Xia's son for his ability to control the world. Although he couldn't go to the battlefield, he could strategize and win a decisive victory thousands of miles away if he had a good plan.In addition, he has become a doctor after a long illness, and he often provides free consultations for the border people in Jiangcheng, which really lives up to the Xia family's reputation.

When Xia Zha was 15 years old, when the court was in turmoil, barbarians invaded, and internal and external troubles occurred, Xia's father unfortunately died in battle.At the same time, the two uncles of the Xia family and the [-] soldiers who guarded the border were also killed.

There is nothing more tragic and tragic than war, with corpses everywhere and rivers of blood flowing.

Xia's father's body was dragged away by the barbarians, and the festival of red tassels was the only memorial left after his death in battle.

The family and the country are in turmoil, hundreds of thousands of soldiers cannot live without generals, and the people of the mountains and rivers cannot live without protection.At the critical moment, Xia Zha was ordered in the face of danger and transferred from behind the scenes to the horse.

Since then, it has been bumpy for a few years, and every battle has exhausted my mind.

The most serious one, although he narrowly won the battle, his body was weak, and he passed out directly after dismounting.

When he woke up the next night, Mother Xia sat in front of his bed with the medicinal soup, gritted her teeth and sternly said to him: "My son must stand up, bite this breath to death, and stand in front of the soldiers and the common people. Your father and uncle are here Look from the sky, now the country is in turmoil, if you lose a battle, the people in this city will be the first to suffer. Our Xia family has its own backbone, and none of our ancestors died on the battlefield in blood for generations. There is absolutely no reason for them to die in bed !"

After finishing speaking, he fed him the medicine, turned around and left the room without saying a word.

Only the extremely suppressed cry came from outside the closed door.

The last breath is to be swallowed on the battlefield.

With such a belief, Xia Zha dragged his weak body, endured the pain day and night, and never fell down in front of the soldiers and the people.

Then the war finally came to a crucial moment.

In that battle, if you win, the world will be settled, and if you lose, you will lose the city.

The swords of the barbarians fell, the horns sounded in the wilderness, and the horses galloped and the swords met.When the Xia family's army was victorious, Xia Zha exhausted his last bit of energy and died on the battlefield as he wished.

Before that, he made a blood promise to his father who died in battle-even after death, his soul will still guard the border city.

Don't bear the name of the Xia family, don't live up to the people of Liming, and don't live up to the heroic spirit of the soldiers.

He was 19 years old that year.

Pulling his thoughts back from the vast Mobei, Xia Zha smiled at Shen Gon: "It's all over. Speaking of which, the ID name you applied for me is just right for me. I still have a few months to arrive." Weak crown."

"This is fate." Shen Dang put his pockets in and echoed, "When you are 20 years old, let's have a good birthday."

While joking, the frost formed in his eyes due to his distress for Xia Zha did not melt away.

Sobriety is not necessarily a good thing, only at this time can one comprehend extraordinarily thoroughly.

Xia Zha said briskly, "Then it's settled, and Boss Shen will have to be troubled."

Shen Gun: "Employee benefits."

Having retrieved the memories of the past, combined with the dictation of the zombie, Xia Zha roughly understood his situation before the corpse was recovered.

"The Xia family were all buried in the west of Jiangcheng, and I was no exception. That is to say, the people who smuggled the coffin transported my body and a small part of it from the border all the way to here."

Thinking about it this way, it's really a big project.

After that person discovered that Xia Zha was "missing", he never came here again. Now the tomb is filled with all kinds of messy atmosphere, and they haven't found any clues left behind by the coffin thief.

"When we leave, seal the hole." Shen Gun said, "Whether it's a grave robber or an old man who stole the coffin, don't even think about getting in."

The tomb is sealed off, and it will be much more convenient to come and investigate later when we have a clue.

When the two were talking, the trapped zombie didn't say a word, and when their conversation was over, the zombie started to speak.

"Ho ho, your lord was a powerful person in the past, and he is not bad now." It lay on the ground trembling with laughter, "But we are destined to not live long."

Xia Zha looked at it: "What do you mean?"

"The more powerful you are, the more you will be bound by the laws of heaven and earth. I woke up a hundred years ago and hid conscientiously in this gutter just to survive. But the law of heaven does not allow it. Sooner or later, I will go crazy."

Xia Zha knew this, the ghosts who lost contact with the Three Realms lacked aura, and the longer they stayed in the world, the easier it was for them to go mad.Because of this, there are very few dead souls over 200 years old in this world.

And he himself seems to be a special case. Although he can touch the limit, he never has the tendency to go crazy.

Shen Gun glanced at the zombie coldly: "You talk so much, aren't you afraid of death?"

"Of course I'm not afraid, anyway, I'm going to die soon, ho ho." The zombie's mouth opened, the rotting faces were stacked together, and the black and red flesh fell down from time to time, "I can feel it when I'm about to die. Me too , so does she."

Xia Zha grasped the key point: "Who is 'she'?"

"She is my favorite little concubine. Her singing voice is very melodious." Its voice was sinister, "After I died, she was buried with her, and she also became stiff, singing ditties to me every day." Son."

Xia Zha asked, "What happened next?"

"Dead, crazy. I ate her, ho ho."

Listening to what the zombie said, from the perspective of a normal person, thinking about the causal relationship between these two sentences, the insanity is more like it than the concubine who was buried with him.

Shen Gun released the spiritual pressure, shocked the zombie, and then said to Xia Zha: "You don't need to listen to it so much, your birth method and trajectory are different from all other ghost zombies, and you can't use their encounters as a reference."

"I know." Xia Zha nodded.

He knew very well that he was beyond the cognition of zombies.

It is certain that he is a higher existence than Flying Zombie.Historically, "Ju", who was the king of zombies, and "魃", who was next to him, had their own characteristics, and he basically couldn't match these characteristics.

Besides, what they are afraid of is not Xia Zha's weakness.

Since the ghosts and monsters of hundreds of years will go mad and perish, there should be no Xia Zha.And he was born soberly in the world, there must be a reason for it.

"Really, not reconciled, who would want to die."

The zombie's chaotic mind seemed to have figured this out, it raised its head, scarlet color appeared in its eyes, the exposed blue veins slowly swelled, and wriggling maggots rushed out from its five sense organs.

It can feel that it is about to die, its body is rotting, and its spiritual power is draining.

Maybe it's the next second, maybe it's this second.

But really not reconciled.

Since he will die sooner or later, why let him wake up after death and struggle to live happily for a hundred years?

"Have you seen how crazy and unconscious you are at the end of the zombies? I will open your eyes today!"

After speaking, the zombie suddenly crawled all over the ground, its body twisted, and the surrounding air floated, all of them rushed towards it.

It is going to explode itself!

Zombies escape from the five elements, and if they force themselves to explode, they will quickly absorb the surrounding ghost energy. The self-explosion of zombies in 300 years is not a big deal for Shen Gong and Xia Zha, the bad thing is that they are now in the Xishan Cemetery.

Not far away is the largest cemetery in Jingcheng. The resonance caused by the zombie's self-detonation can easily make those fresh corpses become stiff after absorbing the yin energy.

This self-explosion was not so much a suicide as it was an attempt to confuse Xishan.

Shen Gun made a decisive decision, and killed the zombie with a single sword before he could make a move.

Even so, there are still Yin Qi gathering from all directions, mixed with despair and evil thoughts, seeking a breakthrough.

"Don't absorb this yin energy, there is a karma in it." Shen Gun raised his voice to remind.

This is the most tricky part. The zombie knows that its time is approaching, but it still struggles against the law of heaven, which makes this yin energy contain a hundred times, a thousand times the cause and effect of "wanting to die".

Shen Gun held the mahogany sword, released the spiritual pressure, and wiped out the sweeping Yin Qi with the fastest speed, and it took less than a minute before and after.But Xia Zha, who has the most yin physique, has just recovered his memory and accepted an uncontrollable majestic force. Even if the circulation of yin energy in his body is cut off at this moment, he is still inevitably contaminated with that karma.

The way of heaven is worthy of being called the way of heaven.

The so-called hundred-fold, thousand-fold karma caused Xia Zha's eyes to turn red in an instant, the heat in his body surged, crazy thoughts and longing rushed to his mind repeatedly, and the yin spirit all over his body churned uncontrollably.Fortunately, he knows restraint and patience better than anyone else, and if he can hold the front line, he can also suppress the bloodthirsty desire.

It's just not that pleasant.

Seeing him so uncomfortable, Shen Gun didn't show it on his face, and his nails had already pierced into the flesh and blood of his palm.

Afraid of hurting him, Xia Zha did not forget to take a few steps back when he was in pain, and said with a difficult smile: "Now I can probably understand what it feels like 'unconscious', so stay away from me for a while, it will hurt you. "

He was thin and pale, with bulging veins on his forehead, his nails were as sharp as knives, and beads of sweat dripped from his cheeks.Even so, his face is still beautiful and handsome.

Just like the beauty blooming in isolation on the cliffs, crazy and haggard, tough and pitiful.

Shen Gun didn't answer, and walked towards him with a solemn face, and his steps were more determined and steady than ever.The violent aura was like a bone-cutting blade, rolling over and over, hitting his face with severe pain, but it couldn't cut through the flesh, leaving only an inconspicuous red mark.

"Don't worry, look, this aura can't hurt me."

Shen Gong stretched out his hand towards him.

"I'm here, you don't have to be depressed, you don't have to take responsibility. If you feel uncomfortable, try to relax yourself, how about it?"

Suddenly, Xia Zha forgot to back away.

No one has ever told him that he should let go when he feels uncomfortable.

The redness in his eyes gradually spread, besides the madness, there was also the long-lost damp heat, which blurred the outline of the person in front of him.The madness was released little by little, and gradually fermented into a ruthless intention that almost destroyed the world.

In the stormy whirlpool of spiritual blades, Shen Gun finally hugged Xia Zha, pressing him gently and firmly in his arms.

——"Don't be afraid."

——"If you are not sober, you are also elegantly crazy."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-02-2523：56：52~2020-02-2623：56：45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Lingjiuxi Jun 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Molu Liujin;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!