I created Qin Tianjian in modern times

"boom!"

The corpse puppet fell to the ground stiffly, and the dull sound was particularly harsh in the silent tomb.

"What...what is going on?"

Zhu Qingyang looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment. What came into view was a huge palace, and above the palace were three large characters written - [Xianyang Palace]!

Xianyang Palace was the main palace of the Qin Empire, a symbol of the country, and the place where civil and military officials attended court.

Unexpectedly, it was also replicated in the underground mausoleum by Qin Shihuang.

The entire Xianyang Palace is nearly 60 meters long from east to west and nearly 45 meters wide from north to south. It has a grand layout and exquisite architecture.

The black jade pillars support the main hall, and the overall color is dark. The screen is painted with water patterns and black birds, symbolizing the totem of the Qin Dynasty.

It seemed as if several people had stepped into the Qin Dynasty in one step and appeared in the court a thousand years ago.

However, these were not enough to make Zhu Qingyang lose his composure.

What really shocked them was that there were actually hundreds of people standing in the hall at this moment! They were all civil and military officials!

The Qin Dynasty respected the right, so in the Xianyang Palace, many military generals wearing rusty and mottled armor stood on the right, while the civil officials wearing tattered civil service uniforms eroded by time stood on the left.

They were currently attending court, facing a black desk and an empty throne on a dozen stone steps...

In that era, there was no dragon throne, let alone chairs.

Ordinary people could only sit directly on the ground, and the king only had a few more cushions.

Although there is no dragon throne, the position that all officials are aiming for is the imperial throne, and no one dares to usurp the throne.

This is what really surprised Zhu Qingyang and others!

It is obvious that the civil and military officials standing here are all dead ancient people, and they were all officials from the Qin Dynasty!

And now, they may all have become corpse puppets!

There are both civil and military personnel in this hall.

They were motionless at this moment, maintaining a saluting posture, like statues, bowing towards the empty throne.

Zhu Qingyang took a deep breath and finally calmed down. "Oh my god, what's going on? Why are all these corpses gathered here? Are they going to the court to see the emperor?"

Han Feng frowned and said, "Corpse puppets are just like zombies, they have almost no consciousness and intelligence. The reason they gather here must be that there must be a more powerful existence behind them controlling them or attracting them..."

Looking at the vacant throne in the center of the hall, Wen Wenbin said word by word: "Do you think... the one controlling them behind the scenes... could it be Qin Shi Huang?"

No one answered this question. After all, even they were confused.

The scene before their eyes was so shocking, as if in an instant, they had returned to the Qin Dynasty a thousand years ago.

Seeing that the ancient people around him had no reaction, Zhu Qingyang slowly walked forward.

Civil and military officials lined up on both sides, bowing and facing the emperor.

Zhu Qingyang walked through the middle aisle while looking around, as if he was dreaming of returning to ancient times and meeting the emperor!

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came without warning, echoing throughout the hall, cold and majestic.

Someone was talking: "Who are you from? Now that you have come to the court, why don't you quickly pay your respects?"

This sudden voice sounded old and distant, as if it had traveled through time and space, echoing with the court scene before one's eyes, making people feel as if they had returned to the ancient times in a dream, and were in the Qin Dynasty, attending court with civil and military officials!

Han Feng and others were all shocked when they heard this.

Zhu Qingyang even stopped, looked around in surprise, and became alert.

Immediately afterwards, a series of rustling sounds were heard all around.

He was shocked to find that the civil and military officials who were originally standing on both sides and bowing, now twisted their necks stiffly and looked at them.

Their eyes were empty, but they were flashing with two blood-red lights!

At the same time, a white mist gradually rose from somewhere in the Xianyang Palace...

……

At this time, outside the imperial mausoleum, Mount Li was quiet at night. After a day of excavation, Professor Zhang and his team had found the Terracotta Warriors and Horses pit and had cleared out nearly a hundred terracotta warriors and horses. This was a major discovery. After Professor Zhang sent people to protect the site, everyone returned to the nearest tent to rest and wait for the next day to dig deeper.

Tired Ajing lay on the folding bed in the tent, drowsy.

However, after an unknown amount of time, she suddenly felt something and sat up abruptly.

There was white fog outside again. Before the 788 Exploration Team arrived, the archaeological team was trapped on the mountain, and there was heavy fog almost every night.

But this situation is really too strange. After all, it is raining heavily. How could the white fog gather and not disperse?

Ajing frowned. She was awakened by a vibration in her wrist.

In the dim light, she raised her arm and looked at the copper coin bracelet on her wrist.

At this moment, the seven copper coins were trembling. These seven copper coins were collected by her personally, and there was no other string like them in the world.

But what really surprised her at this moment was that she had met a ragged blind man during an expedition.

The blind man once told her fortune for free and said that her copper coin bracelet had the power to bring good luck and avoid misfortune.

If seven coins vibrate at the same time, it will be a sign of a great disaster!

Ajing tried hard to recall what the blind fortune teller said, but she didn't pay attention at the time and therefore couldn't remember clearly.

The only thing I remember is what the fortune teller muttered to himself before he left: "One day, you and I will meet again..."

Ah Jing stood up with a frown on her face, and looking at the copper coins that kept vibrating on her wrist, she actually felt a little uneasy. Could it be that a disaster was really going to happen?

With doubts, Ah Jing slowly came to the entrance of the tent and looked out. All she could see was a white fog, and she couldn't see anything clearly. But at this moment, the vibration of the copper coin became more intense, making Ah Jing feel very uneasy.

At this moment, a noisy sound of footsteps was heard in the white fog, as if someone was walking through the fog.

Ajing immediately took the machete in her hand and walked straight into the fog.

In the distance, there were shadowy figures in the white fog, and there seemed to be the sounds of soldiers shouting and killing, like a parade of ghost soldiers.

Ajing swallowed her saliva. She had never encountered such a strange thing before.

There seemed to be many people hiding in the strange white fog, which made her feel more and more uneasy.

At this moment, she suddenly felt something approaching from behind, and she instinctively swung her knife and turned around.

"Ah Jing!" Seeing the person behind her, Ah Jing immediately stopped. Zhang Xiaoxian made a gesture to keep quiet, and behind her were Professor Zhang and others.

In addition to Professor Zhang's archaeological team members, there were people from several other archaeological teams, but they were obviously much more panicked.

"Sister Xiaoxian, what's going on? What are those figures?"

Facing Ah Jing's question, Zhang Xiaoxian shook her head solemnly: "I don't know, we came out to check because we heard the noise. Let's go together, it will be safer..."

Ajing nodded and joined the team, but did not mention the copper coin bracelet.

After all, at this moment, she couldn't be sure whether what the blind fortune teller said was true or false.

Professor Zhang and others moved forward cautiously in the white fog. They could not tell the specific direction and could only vaguely guess that the direction should be towards the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Pit.

And those human figures and shouts were really strange, as if they were always keeping a certain distance from everyone.

No matter how they walked forward, they could not see the true face of the figure; it looked more like a mirage.

Gradually, the strange noises were originally only heard from the front, but as the group continued to walk into the white fog, the noises came from all directions. The silhouettes were vague but not clear, as if there were thousands of troops hidden in the white fog around them.

No one can tell what is going on.

Professor Zhang's archaeological team members were fine. Although they were a little afraid, at least they had experienced so much and their ability to withstand stress had improved a lot.

But the rest of the newly joined archaeological team members were not so happy. The scene was like being in the underworld. The sounds coming from all around were sometimes far away and sometimes close, and the figures were erratic. Almost all of these team members felt cold on their backs and their teeth were chattering.

In this white fog, Professor Zhang and others couldn't even tell the direction to go back.

He frowned solemnly and looked around, then whispered to Zhang Xiaoxian: "Xiaoxian, are the things they gave you still there?"

Zhang Xiaoxian naturally knew what Professor Zhang was talking about. She nodded implicitly, then took out a few talismans from her pocket and handed them to Professor Zhang.

Professor Zhang held the talisman paper in his hand. At this moment, he didn't know whether this thing was useful or not, but holding it in his hand always brought him some peace of mind.

"Xiaoxian, if something really happens later, just do as the 788 Exploration Team says. Remind everyone to pay attention to safety. Something is really starting to go wrong here..." Zhang Xiaoxian nodded and subconsciously slowed down her pace.

In the white fog, those strange figures seemed to be much closer than before!

……

Zhang Xiaoxian and others didn't know that this strange white fog was actually spreading from the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang.

At this time, the entire Xianyang Palace was filled with white fog, and the vision was obstructed. Han Feng and his companions felt even more uneasy.

Zhu Qingyang, in particular, was standing among the civil and military officials who had turned into corpse puppets. He did not expect that the ancient people around him would actually look at him.

"Om..."

A sound of breaking air was heard, and Zhu Qingyang could only see a vague shadow in the white fog.

But in an instant, he instinctively turned his head to avoid the attack.

In a trance, he saw a spear flying out from the white mist at a rapid speed. If he couldn't dodge in time, there would be a hole in his body!

"Help!"

Han Feng thought quickly, gave orders immediately, and rushed towards Zhu Qingyang first.

At this moment, the guard soldier who had been standing motionless at the entrance of the tomb seemed to suddenly wake up, raised his weapon and rushed straight behind Wen Wenbin.

Fortunately, Wen Wenbin was well-trained and blocked with a dagger in his backhand, while stabbing the corpse puppet with the dagger in his other hand.

"clang!"

However, when the dagger stabbed the corpse puppet, it was like stabbing a steel plate. The huge reaction force made Wen Wenbin retreat repeatedly, while the corpse puppet was unharmed.

Seeing the corpse puppet launching an attack again, Zhu Yingying suddenly swung out the Xuanji ruler in her hand, and when it touched the corpse puppet, it burst out with extremely strong power.

In an instant, the corpse puppet was blown away and fell heavily to the ground.

But the next second, it stood up stiffly again and rushed forward again.

Seeing this, Bai Hua grabbed the black gold ancient knife with his backhand and cut his palm.

Immediately afterwards, the blade, stained with Qilin's blood, instantly cut off the corpse puppet's head.

The whole set of movements was extremely smooth, without any drag.

Seeing the two men's attacks causing such tremendous power, Wen Wenbin looked at the dagger in his hand in a daze.

He didn't understand why Captain Zhao chose him when he clearly couldn't help in any way.

Looking at Han Feng and Zhu Qingyang again, they cooperate well and the King Kong Umbrella is capable of both offense and defense.

Taking advantage of the gap, Zhu Qingyang used a powerful talisman.

This allowed them to be evenly matched and maintain this fragile balance even though they were surrounded by corpse puppets.

Wen Wenbin was a little puzzled. Although he was good at military fighting, he was no match for Bai Hua.

Although the weapon in his hand is sharp, it is not as good as the Xuanji ruler.

No matter how you look at it, you can't cause any harm to these things. It can be said that they are useless and will only hinder you.

But why did Captain Zhao solemnly prepare this set of equipment for himself?

"boom!"

At this moment, Zhu Qingyang was careless and was hit by a punch from the extremely powerful general corpse puppet. He flew three meters away and fell heavily to the ground.

"How dare you, a lowly person, act so recklessly in the imperial court? Do you want to imitate Jing Ke and stab the emperor?"

Along with it, there was a loud, dull shout, coming from an unknown general.

Han Feng was left alone in an instant, and was caught in a tough fight. Seeing this, Zhu Yingying and Bai Hua immediately rushed forward.

Zhu Qingyang covered his chest and climbed up from the ground in pain. He saw Wen Wenbin standing there in a daze from the corner of his eye, and immediately said unhappily, "Yelang, what are you doing standing there? Are you waiting to be torn into pieces by the corpse puppets?"

Hearing this, Wen Wenbin sighed helplessly: "Master Gou, I can't do any harm to the corpse puppets at all. I can only cause trouble to you..."

Looking at the dagger in Wen Wenbin's hand, Zhu Qingyang immediately understood something.

He looked at Wen Wenbin and said, "Wen Wenbin, you haven't made any use of what the commander gave you. You have too many distracting thoughts and worries in your mind. Otherwise, it is impossible that the commander gave you a week of special training without any effect. Think carefully about what the commander said. No one in the 788 Exploration Team was selected for no reason. After a week of special training, the commander must have given you enough ability to cope with it, but you ignored it..."

After saying this, Zhu Qingyang immediately took out two talismans from his treasure chest, and his seriousness just now disappeared in an instant: "Which damn minister hit me just now? Was it a military general or a civil official? I will scare your soul to death!"

In an instant, the two talismans in Zhu Qingyang's hands disappeared, replaced by two fire dragons.

"boom!"

Zhu Qingyang landed among the corpse puppets and slapped the ground with both palms. The two fire dragons immediately turned into a sea of ​​fire, creating a huge impact force.

The corpse puppet in the middle was actually blown up to create a blank area.

Zhu Yingying was extremely agile. She jumped up with the help of a table and the Xuanji ruler in her hand turned into a Xuanji fan.

As a gleam of light flashed in Zhu Yingying's eyes, hidden weapons fell from the sky like a rain of pear blossoms.