After being reborn, he became cinnabar in the heart of Quanxianmen

Duanmujian woke up amidst the noise.

Her body seemed to be a thousand times heavier than usual, and she was pushed forward along the flow of people.

She struggled to look up to the sky.There is no sun, no moon or stars in the sky, and the sky is full of dark clouds.But it was not dark all around.A bright white light came from nowhere and shone on the earth.

Duanmujian tried his best to turn his heavy head to look to both sides.Soldiers in full armor wore heavy armor and iron helmets that completely covered their heads, leaving only a gap around the eyes for people to see outside.

The armor is engraved with overlapping and repeated diamond patterns, like some kind of mysterious totem.

In the middle of the team is a chariot with hard iron plates attached to its walls. A man who looks like a commander stands inside, holding a gun in his hand. The tip of the gun is like a sharp diamond cone. The helmet is carved with a more solemn and powerful rhombus. pattern.The shape of the chariot is very special, and the specially widened wheels can roll on the sand.

Duanmujian lowered his head and thought, always vaguely feeling that he had seen this kind of car somewhere.

Something struggled and flew out of her belt.Duanmujian tried to catch it, but his movements were very clumsy.She lowered her head to see what looked like her own arm, and sure enough it was also bound with thick armor.No wonder dreaming is more tiring than reality.

It was a dream, and she knew it when she saw the sergeant beside her.

Inside the iron armor, there was only a pale translucent body.Her bloodless lips were gray.The whole body exudes a cold white air, which is not the temperature that a living person should have at all.

A revived ghost.

This should be an undead army that is about to be deployed.When the army bypassed an intersection, Duanmujian took the opportunity to hide in a nearby alley.

No one noticed her leaving the team.These ghosts probably don't have much thinking ability.Not even the haunted ghost, more like a recorded image.

Duanmujian struggled to untie the heavy armor and threw it on the ground.Impressed by the dream world, her skin was as pale as those ghosts under the cold white light.

She was not used to taking off her armor, and the rhombic pattern on the armor on her chest was accidentally caught on the inner skirt, revealing a bright red cinnabar on her chest.Like a red agate inlaid on the pale skin.A little bright color in the colorless world, implying that she is a living being different from ghosts.

With a bang, something hit the wall.Duanmu Jian's expression suddenly turned cold, spiritual power surged out, the earth wall seemed to come to life instantly, and the stones reorganized into an indestructible cage, imprisoning the unknown object in it.

Duanmujian stepped forward cautiously.On both sides of the fingernail-sized Lingshi, the patterns of eyes are traced on the gray and white wings.As Duanmujian approached, the two wings trembled in fear in the cage.

Duanmujian squatted down, hesitantly said: "Ruomu? Lu Ran, are you nearby?"

Ruomu looks like an innocent girl who has been humiliated out of thin air, with two wings tightly covering the spirit stone in the middle.

Duanmujian lowered his head, saw his half-open chest, fell into a suspicious silence, and quickly turned his back to straighten his clothes.

Ruomu was released, flapping his wings resentfully and flying behind Duanmujian.

In the temple, Lu Ran tried many times to follow Yinghuo into a dream, but was restrained by the Buddha nails inserted into his soul.

In desperation, Lu Ran tried to connect Ruomu directly.There is a gap between reality and dream, Lu Ran gathers the power of the soul lamp in his eyes with little hope and then goes to share Ruomu's vision, and actually succeeds in seeing Song Jun in the dream.

It is estimated that Song Jun usually likes to wear men's clothes, so now she is also dressed in a man's military uniform.Yi Yao is also here.Lu Ran originally thought that the three of them were together, but after trying to communicate with Song Jun, he found out that Yi Yao just happened to appear beside her, and Duanmujian didn't know where he was yet.

Dreams are very different from reality.Only monks in the God Transformation Realm can freely enter and exit the Dream Realm.But to control and change the direction of the dream with one's own will, one must have the cultivation base of a great power in the Transcending Tribulation Period.

Although Song Jun is excellent in martial arts, she was enlightened very late in the way of immortality, and now she is only building a foundation.I've been a little nervous in the face of unpredictable dreams.Seeing an acquaintance beside him in the dream made me calm down a lot.

Lu Ran glanced at Yi Yao suspiciously through Ruomu.I always feel that this magic cultivator deliberately appeared beside Song Jun.

He went to connect with Ruomu next to Duanmujian.In the end, he managed to squeeze out from the crowd of ghosts, and saw Duanmujian tear open his skirt majestically in public, his fair skin was dotted with a bright cinnabar.

If the eyes are connected to the vision through the soul power, covering the eyes is useless.He panicked and wanted to stay away, but the woman actually pressed Ruomu against the wall and forced him to look.

Lu Ran: "..."

Duanmu Family is a very magical place.Probably because the clan is all practicing civil engineering, and the children born are basically boys.In the previous life, Duanmu's family had to do it every now and then in the ancestral hall, begging the ancestors to show their spirits to a girl.

Duanmujian grew up among men. He has three uncles and 78 cousins. His behavior is bold and unrestrained, which is understandable...

Understand what a ghost!He doesn't understand!

Duanmujian straightened his clothes and changed into a person who has experienced the world in the society. After encountering an embarrassing situation, he forcibly pretended to be nonchalant and changed the subject abruptly:

"Have you met Song Jun? Where is she? Is she okay?"

Ruomu flew straight forward, completely ignoring this woman.

In fact, Ruomu can only share the vision, and can't hear the sound at all.

Duanmujian followed Ruomu with a calm and decent smile after going through vicissitudes of life.

The wide streets allow almost four horses to run in parallel.Connected in rows on both sides, the boxy flat-roofed houses are all piled up with thick sand.The outer wall is extremely thick, about the width of a person's shoulders.The doors on the side facing the street were all blocked, and there were only small dark windows high on the solid wall.These houses seem to be residential buildings, but I don't know why they are built like bunkers.

There are steps indoors, and the ground is much higher than the outdoors.Duanmujian was standing on the street outside, he had to jump up to see the house through the window.However, people hiding in the room can easily monitor the outside through the small window.

Looking in through the window, it is a gloomy darkness, and it is difficult for light to shine into the inside through the deep hole.In the dream, the whole world is like this house, closed and dark, exuding a chilling atmosphere.

Lu Ran controlled Ruomu and led Duanmujian through the labyrinthine town.In the gloomy world, the deep and narrow black lacquered window openings remind people of the eyes of migratory locusts that are silently spreading across the mountains and plains at this time without a trace of brilliance.There seems to be a silent peeping gaze from the dark place in the hidden room, piercing the body like an invisible thorn.

A monster-like city suddenly appeared in the wasteland, and it was born for no reason.

Duanmujian has been carefully recording the layout of the city, thoughtful.

At the back of the center of the town, there is a towering high platform, about three stories high.It is made of huge white bricks.A stream of white light flows down from the top like a waterfall.As the only high-rise building in the city, it can have a clear view of the whole city.

Song Jun and Yi Yao were coming down from the high platform.The four finally meet in a dream.

Lu Ran's Ruomu can only transmit video, but cannot synchronize sound.And it is too extravagant to communicate with Zhou Qingluan's sound transmission jade talisman.Duanmu Jian, as the one with the most powerful mana among the few, except for the magic cultivator who must use the magic breath carefully to avoid being noticed, took on the task of converting voice into words.

Amidst the fluctuation of spiritual power, lines of words appeared on the surface of the earth wall next to it.

"This should be the former ancient city of Sumuya. Although there are only ruins left now, the layout principles and building materials of the two cities are exactly the same."

Song Jun nodded: "We think so too."

"But there are two big problems." Duanmujian showed a puzzled look: "I have checked the quality of the houses here, and the materials and workmanship are all high-quality. In addition to the remote location, it must be expensive. I thought Sumuya was poor. Quite, how could you spend such a huge price to build the city back then? Also, what happened here to make it dilapidated to the point it is now?”

"I don't know why the city was built. Maybe it's because there are some treasures in the ground? But I can answer the second question—it's probably because of the war. Don't you think the shape of this high platform is very special?"

Song Jun pointed behind her:

"This is a beacon watchtower. From the high platform, you can see the city wall enveloping the entire city. The intricate streets are the perfect place for alley warfare. The streets that are too wide were not used for trade at all, but for the army Pass quickly. In the observation deck we also found a chariot capable of marching in the desert."

Lu Ran suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

He felt that he had seen those chariots somewhere.The shape of these war weapons is almost exactly the same as the structure and skeleton of the vehicles used by the city residents to transport them now!

Over there, Duanmujian was still diligently recording Song Jun's words: "According to the size of the city, we can roughly infer the number of residents in this city. Compared with the size of the army we saw when overlooking the town, it is almost equal to the number of residents in the city. In summary As stated, it can be inferred that—”

As Song Jun's tone gradually became dignified, Duanmu Jian thoughtfully enlarged the font for Ruo Mu:

"This is a completely fortified city. Wearing armor as clothing, all the people are soldiers."

Duanmujian suddenly realized: "I said why the residential buildings are built like bunkers. The outer walls are specially thickened to resist attacks, the gates that are not facing the street prevent intrusion, the indoor ground level is raised, and high windows are set up for surveillance and sneak attacks. Prepare for war."

She showed a regretful expression: "It's a pity that my brothers didn't come. They like to study these military bunkers the most."

Contacting the mural description, several people quickly connected the history of Sumuya

A hundred years ago, perhaps in order to protect some kind of treasure in foreign covetousness, or for other reasons, the Sumuya people established a completely fortified fortress city.

During the years of war, scars are everywhere, and people's livelihood is dying.After the war, the Sumuya people rebuilt their villages on the ruins of the war and re-accumulated wealth through business in the Western Regions.

But this is only a fleeting glimmer of light.During the Suihe period, Sumuya was no longer a necessary place for caravans to transfer supplies.In the end, the village of embers cannot stop the building from falling, and it is irreversibly heading towards a dead end of decadence.

And tonight, this surviving village will finally draw its curtain in the endless darkness brought by the insect swarm.

Several people looked at the soldiers coming and going in a hurry with some sympathy.They probably don't know yet that the city they swore to guard will inevitably decline after a hundred years, and will eventually be buried in the natural disaster of migratory locusts.

Duanmujian showed a look of compassion.She knows how much manpower and material resources are needed to build a fortress city of such a scale.It is almost impossible to recreate the glory of the past in the wasteland of today.No matter how strong the fortress city is, it will eventually return to the scorched earth of the fall.

While Lu Ran felt sorry for what happened to Su Muya, he hesitated in his heart:

Let's not talk about where the Sumuya people got the money to build the city in the desert.What kind of terrifying force is it that can almost completely destroy this impregnable city?In history, is there such a powerful country in the Western Regions?

Lu Ran didn't want to use the jade charm to ask Song Jun about this question.He controlled Ruomu to fly high into the sky, searching for clues around the high platform.

The dreamlike streamer flows down the layers of white stones, illuminating the entire cold world.Through the shared field of vision, you can see the mottled bricks and stones on the top floor of the open air, and the chaos seems to imply some strange order.

The brick surface is as ice-like as jade, with wisps of white mist steaming up, flowing along the cracks of the bricks, converging into gurgling streams of light at the edge of the high platform, and sliding down along the way.

Of course, this cannot be the handwriting of Sumuya craftsmen in reality.It should be that some monks who have wandered here have processed and transformed the dream based on reality.This monk should be the ghost messenger who led the ancestors to recover in the story passed down by Sumuya's mouth.

But to revive the ghosts of the entire city in their dreams, at least it must be a cultivation level that can only be achieved at the peak of Transcendence Tribulation.The four genius monks who became famous at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty were all in their twenties, so it is impossible for them to have such profound skills.Suihe's generation was another 20-year-old Wuyuanying.Counting forward, it is Grandmaster Taixi's generation.

Ruomu circled slowly in the air.I don't know when, a few green lights appeared around Ruomu, flying up and down around Ruomu, very intimately, probably regarded Ruomu with wings as his own kind.

The flickering fluorescent lights in the colorless world are extremely pleasing to the eye, and a trace of inexplicable nostalgia slipped through Lu Ran's heart.The fireflies surrounded Ruomu seemed to have received some instructions, touching Ruomu to make him turn down.Lu Ran manipulated Ruomu to follow the direction pointed by the firefly and look towards the ground.

On the flat roof of the earth-stone city, there are countless narrow and dense skylights.From a bird's-eye view from a high altitude, densely packed black windows,

Like the body of a poisoned person riddled with holes, turbid pus flows out of the festering hollows.

Lu Ran was taken aback.

Were there so many windows when they first came to Fortress City?

A fortress of black holes and sores everywhere, like the festering lair of some monster.Looking closely, those abscesses seemed to be still opening and closing.The entire ancient city was like a rotting corpse crawling with maggots that crawled in and out of the holes, being eaten away bit by bit.

The monsters hidden in the thick earthen huts are quietly dormant in the unknown darkness.Emotionless, secret, and prying sights overflow from the dense window holes.

Outside the dream world, Lu Ran gasped, his back was terrified, the connection of his soul power was almost broken.

He suddenly understood.

The soul power was unstable, and Ruomu lost control and fell suddenly.Firefly swooped down following Ruomu, but was powerless to stop the falling magic weapon.When it was about to crash, Lu Ran's spiritual power finally reconnected with Ruomu.Ruomu flapped his wings vigorously twice, and flew into the air again.

Lu Ran didn't dare to stay for a moment.Yi Yao was restricted, and the highest cultivation of the remaining two was Duanmujian who had just broken through Yuanying.There was little power to fight back in this strange dream.They must get out of here immediately.

On both sides of the street, black holes of various sizes densely cover the outer walls along the street, making people sick to look at.The entrance of the cave was pitch black, and the light from the outside entered the room and was immediately swallowed by the entangled black air.

The buzzing sound caused the air to vibrate, hindering Ruomu's flight.Like countless pairs of sticky tentacles, entangled on Ruomu's body, trying to leave it in the world full of demonic energy.

At the end of the long street, Lu Ran could already see the figures of the three of them.

Numerous fireflies shone with gentle light, guarding both sides of Ruomu.Ruomu flapped his wings with all his strength, like a shooting star with a gorgeous long tail, rushing straight towards the three people who were talking.

After Ruomu left, Duanmujian, who was in charge of recording the conversations of several people on the wall, began to be lazy quietly.There were fewer and fewer words written on the wall, and all kinds of cursive scripts appeared, and Fu Xiu would praise the ghostly painting Fu after reading it.

Seeing Ruomu rushing towards him, Duanmujian subconsciously thought he was here to find fault, so he turned sideways to avoid it.If the flying speed of Ruomu was too fast to stop, it was about to hit the wall, and was scooped up by the hand stretched out from the side.

The fireflies surrounding Ruomu scattered in an uproar, not wanting to have anything to do with Yi Yao.

In Ruomu's shared field of vision is Yi Yao's soft and plain face.The firefly was frightened, and couldn't help but want to get closer to Ruomu, so it flew to the side neither near nor far.The green fluorescent light reflected in Yi Yao's smiling eyes, and the corners of his lips slightly raised, as if to say: "I've got you."

Song Jun came over and asked inexplicably, "Why did Ruomu go crazy all of a sudden? Brother, your spiritual power is out of control?"

If the eyes do not move.Song Jun remembered that if he couldn't hear the sound, he was about to instruct Duanmujian to use his spiritual power to write it down, when the phantom of a blue bird suddenly transformed into a figure from the void.

Under the eyes of everyone, the blue bird's beak opened and closed, and Lu Ran issued a warning with panting:

"Quickly retreat, the locust has fallen asleep!"

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Ruomu: That’s right, I am [True-Camera]

Protagonist borderline OB, why would I write such outrageous things

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