Secondary disease of rebirth

The strange man didn't answer, the surroundings were terribly quiet, only the sound of residual water dripping on the stone floor and Lian Ye's heartbeat were left.

One second, two seconds passed, and Lian Ye was in endless darkness. The unknown is the most terrifying source of terror.The darkness and cold engulfed his last sliver of reason, and his breathing became more and more rapid. He couldn't think about anything at all, and ran towards a place.

At first, he dragged the blanket on his body and ran ahead, but the blanket was too long, and it was very obstructive to drag it behind him. In the end, he just threw it aside, regardless of how cold it was, and whether he would hit the wall in this underground cave. He ran wildly.

Lian Ye had only one thought, to leave here, to leave this dark, cold and helpless cave.

After running for a while, there was a cracking sound not far ahead, and a beam of light lit up.He ran too fast and couldn't stop at all, so he ran into it directly.

With a bang, the strange man staggered from being hit, caught Lian Ye in his arms, and made sounds from his throat, as if he was sneering, "Check and balance Xuanji map, I have never been able to get out of trouble for thousands of years, you are so crazy What's the use of running?"

With the light of the wolf smoke flashlight, Lian Ye was not as at a loss as a headless fly. Panting, he looked at the hideous and terrifying face of the strange man, and met his sharp one-eyed eyes, "Xuanjitu?"

Xuanji Tu Lian Ye still knows that it is a kind of map, also known as palindrome poetry, with vertical and horizontal characters, vertical, horizontal, oblique, interactive, forward and reverse reading, or back once, one word after another, can become a poem .Because there is no punctuation in it, it can be divided into three, four, five, six, and seven characters.

The most famous one in history is one of the passages written by Su Hui, "The benevolent, wise and virtuous sage Yu Tang, chaste and loyal to the sky, the feelings of Qin are deceitful and desolate, and the heart is full of sorrows and sorrows."However, if the original poem is read in a counterclockwise direction, it will become "sorrowful, full of admiration and worry, admiration of lewd and delusional feelings, the sky vows to be true to the end, Tang Yu's sages are full of wisdom and benevolence".

"Yes." The weirdo replied.

Of course Lian Ye didn't want this answer, he broke free from the weird man's arms, and asked angrily, "It's your sister, what's wrong with Xuanjitu? Don't worry about my business, where the hell am I?"

He couldn't help swearing again and again, in fact, if ordinary people were in this kind of place.It was dark and cold, and the long passageway of the cave had no end. There was a weird person standing in front of him who didn't know whether he was a man or a ghost. He might have collapsed long ago.Lian Ye was really driven to the point of going crazy, so just now he ran wildly again regardless of so many things, but he came back again, which accumulated a lot of resentment.

The weirdo was taken aback, the man in front of him had a handsome appearance, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a vigorous figure, half-dried clothes stuck to his body, outlining a perfect figure.Xu did not expect that he would roar at himself at this moment, when the situation was so unfavorable to him...

After a while, the strange man responded, "Where you are... is in the Xuanji map."

What?He is in a picture?It took Lian Ye a long time to digest this message and looked around.

Caves, stone floors, pools, masonry.

Everything is so real, how could it be in the painting, it almost subverts Lian Ye's common sense.

Seeing Lian Ye's surprised and inexplicable expression, the strange man sighed and leaned against the stone wall beside him, "Xuanji's layer upon layer is endless, I don't know how many years have passed here, and now the world is still Zhao Shi's world?"

Zhao?Lian Ye didn't react for a while, only to hear the strange man continue to understand suddenly: "That old man Zhao Zheng is violent and immoral...beasts are not as good...presumably he won't be able to sit on the throne for a long time...Those stupid ways of seeking immortality and ascension, I'm afraid It's his reminder..."

He was talking about Ying Zheng!Before the pre-Qin period, people called them surnames but not surnames, and Yingzheng was the Ying surname Zhao. It is actually wrong for modern people to call Yingzheng. It seems that the ancient history records are Qin Wang Zhaozheng.That was more than 2000 years ago, and the weirdo in front of him was actually from that time?How is he immortal? Since he is not a ghost, why is it in this Xuanji map?

Seeing the strange man staring at him, Lian Ye suppressed the shock in his heart, "Uh...Brother, do you know that more than 2000 years have passed since the Qin Dynasty outside?"

The strange man was taken aback for a moment, and then filled with emotion: "I have spent more than 2000 years here..."

This strange man seemed to have no hostility towards him from the beginning to the end, and he used the ice pool to cool down and the blanket.Now that he knows that he has been trapped here for thousands of years and cannot get out, what is he still in a hurry for?

Lian Ye has always had this kind of mentality that when the sky falls, someone taller than him will naturally hold it up, so he just sat down on the rock behind him, "Hey, I don't know how you got in, and how I got in .Anyway, the Ying Zheng you mentioned... that is, Zhao Zheng, died in his 50s. The Hu Hai who came to the throne was forced to die in the palace within a few years, and the Qin Dynasty was almost over. .”

Lian Ye's narration was vulgar, but it was not difficult to hear the key information that the weirdo wanted, and he was amazed: "What? Hu Hai? Why didn't Mr. Fu Su take the throne!"

This strange person has always been indifferent and indifferent from the beginning to the end. He was only so excited when he heard that it was Hu Hai who came to the throne. Lian Ye couldn't help being curious, "Why? You still support Mr. Su and fail to support the party? My history It’s not good at learning, it’s almost like Qin Shihuang died on the parade road, and Zhao Gao in the palace instigated Hu Hai to pass on a secret decree to force Fusu and Meng Tian to commit suicide. Fusu really believed it, and then drew his sword and killed himself.”

"Why...so..." The weirdo seemed very excited when he knew what was going on, his already low voice became even hoarse, and the flashlight in his hand trembled uncontrollably due to shock.

Seeing him like this, Lian Ye hurriedly comforted him, "Oh, don't get excited, Ying Zheng is a tyrannical dictatorship, and the Qin law is too strict, the Qin Dynasty is already in danger. Even if Su ascends the throne, nothing can be saved, it must be A king who subjugated the country, why not leave a good name through the ages."

The strange man was silent for a long time before he sighed, "You're right, it's fine...it's fine..."

It's so coaxing, Lian Ye couldn't help being speechless, "Then who are you? Why are you here?" After his mood eased a lot, Lian Ye asked.

"I..." The strange man tilted his head and seemed to be very annoyed by this question. His white palms protruded from the wide cuffs, and there were small black scriptures on the entire arm behind the wrist...

He stared at the Sanskrit writing on his forearm, and slowly said: "Fu Ming..."

Lian Ye was slightly stunned, it took him a while to realize that he was attracted by the scriptures, "Is your name?" Then he suddenly had an epiphany and hurriedly asked: "Could it be that you belong to Zhao Fusu..."

Fu Ming shook his head, lowered his arms, and the plain white funeral clothes covered the dazzling Sanskrit scriptures, "Why do I deserve the surname Zhao, but I'm just a mayfly in the boundless world."

Lian Ye knew that in ancient times people paid special attention to the birth of clans, so he guessed that Fu Ming was not the child of a prince or general, so he was so sensitive to this, so he waved his hand as a matter of course, "We can't get out anyway, why don't you tell me, How did you come in? How can you stay inside for so long?"

Just as Fu Ming was about to speak, the wolf-eye flashlight in his hand flickered a few times, and then went out completely, and the entire cave returned to darkness.

"Fuck, there's no electricity! It's so dark... Aww!" Lian Ye, who was sitting on a stone, jumped up in a pitch-black as if blinded, but kicked the stone wall next to him, and his little finger and the hard stone The intense contact made Lian Ye howl in pain.

Suddenly, there was a forest green light in front of him, Lian Ye hugged his feet and raised his eyes to see, it was actually a flame ignited in Fu Ming's hands.A small cluster of flames glowed with a faint green light, floating in the air, bringing some light to the dark cave.

"It's helpless... I'm burdened with the curse of falling all over my body, that's all I can do, forgive me." Fu Ming gently told the little fireball to rest on a protruding stone wall beside him, like a dim wall lamp, the green light of the fire reflected on him The ferocious face was even more terrifying.

Lian Ye felt more and more that this Fu Ming was not only ugly, but also a nice person, and he also knew that he was afraid of the dark...

"Uh, thank you, you... you shouldn't be a ghost, right? What is that..." Lian Ye finally couldn't help asking, after all, even the ghost curse had no effect on him.

Fu Ming leaned against the stone wall again, and the two of them were several meters apart. With his unique pronunciation, he narrated a long past.

Fu Ming didn't know who his parents were and where they came from. When he could remember, it was a little ass in the moat outside the city of Xianyang, the capital of Qin, that is, a water snake.Every day, he sometimes watches the village women washing clothes and vegetables upstream, and sometimes plays with children downstream. His life is leisurely and pleasant.

Unexpectedly, one day when the sky was auspicious, a bolt of purple thunder fell from the sky, landed in the moat, and struck his young body.

The pain, it was an indescribable pain, spreading all over his body, endlessly, he kept rolling in the water, gulping down the river water, bulging his tiny body like a small ball.Finally, it was washed by the cold river water and rolled directly to the bank.

It was a night of complete silence, the north wind in late autumn brought tremors, and the moonlight shone like water on his petite body.He choked up, his eyes were moist, and the snake letter kept spitting out a hissing sound.

The scene in front of him is becoming more and more blurred, and his consciousness is becoming more and more lax. Is he going to die here like this...

"Are you dead?"

The immature child's voice was like a ray of light in a silent night. He woke up, opened his eyes in a daze, and met a pair of extremely clear eyes, which were as transparent as a spring in a valley.

"Aren't you dead?"

The child's voice sounded again, and only then did he see clearly that the person in front of him was carved with jade, with a round and round face that could be broken with blows, like a beautiful porcelain doll that is not like ordinary people.

But he was a dirty and disgusting water beetle. He was so frightened that he wanted to run away quickly, but he was grabbed by a little man who didn't know where he was.He was so panicked that he was even more at a loss, how could he "stand up" immediately when he got excited.

Yes, he stood up, instantly taller than the little doll in front of him.

what happened?Looking down again, this smooth body, smooth lines, and muscular thighs...

He turned into a human?He was full of doubts but couldn't find any answers.