Yin capital.
The oracle bone script is very Taoist in style.
Lin Han did not know the oracle bone script, this was what Zhang Liang told him.
Ancient characters were created with the power of nature, and each one has the rhythm of Tao.
There were soldiers on duty at the gate, holding long spears and standing quietly. People were coming in and out of the city gate, making it very lively.
At first glance, it looks no different from any other prosperous city in the world, but upon closer inspection, it feels like something is wrong, but I can't tell what it is.
Out of curiosity, Lin Han took a look with his Human Emperor Pupil.
"Is this an illusion?"
Zhang Liang looked at the scene in front of him uncertainly, and also found something wrong. He couldn't tell what was real here.
"It's not an illusion."
Lin Han shook his head. The Human Emperor’s pupil could not see any trace of the illusion, proving that it was not an illusion.
"reality?"
"It doesn't seem real either. It's very strange. They seem to exist, yet they don't." Lin Han shook his head. This was the first time he had encountered such a strange and contradictory feeling. "Be careful next time. Something's not right here. Losing your life wouldn't be a good thing."
The three of them continued on their way and entered Yindu without any obstruction.
When they arrived at the Yindu market, they could feel the eyes of the people around them on him. Perhaps it was the difference in their clothing and the extraordinary appearance that attracted so much attention.
"Old man, where is this city?" Lin Han walked up to the old man on the side of the road and asked with a smile.
The old man looked at Lin Han.
"This place is Yindu."
"Yindu? But what's the origin?"
"This is the fiefdom of King Wu Geng, where the descendants of the Yin people were taken in. Everyone in the capital of Yin is Yin people." The old man looked up at the market and then at the sky.
"Where is the palace?" Lin Han asked again.
"Front"
"I don't know." The old man sighed, shook his head, and turned to leave.
Watching the old man walk away, the three of them frowned for a moment. What he said just now made him feel a little uneasy.
"Did you see anything?" Lin Han asked when he saw Zhang Liang was thinking.
"I see the shadow of a type of people in them." Zhang Liang said after thinking for a moment.
"Who?"
"Prisoner." Zhang Liang said firmly.
Lin Han was slightly surprised and thought carefully about the scene he had just seen.
Yindu really does look like a cage.
"The people here feel unreal to me." Zhang Liang was still puzzled. "They don't look alive, yet they're truly alive and can communicate. I don't understand what state they're in."
"Let's go to the palace in Yindu first."
Unable to get a definite answer for the time being, Lin Han continued forward and headed towards the palace in the center of Yindu.
Yindu was the fief given to Wu Geng, the son of Emperor Xin, by King Wu after he conquered the Shang Dynasty. The descendants of the Yin people moved here.
It's still a mystery here.
As the three of them approached the palace, the atmosphere became increasingly chilly, and the sense of life around them became less and less.
A desolate palace appeared before the three of them. The Xuanniao totem was quite dilapidated, and the soldiers on duty looked like zombies, without a trace of life.
The palace gates were wide open, like the mouth of an abyss.
There was no obstruction when the three entered.
The palace was deserted, with a desolate loneliness, as if it were a dead place with no sign of life.
In the main hall, all the officials were standing in a row like zombies. On the main throne, there was a king with a withered face and no life at all.
"Sir, I... I sense a familiar aura on you. Who are you, and why have you trespassed into this palace?"
The voice came from the king sitting on the throne. It was majestic and strange, as if he had not spoken for a long time. It was not smooth at the beginning, but became much more fluent later.
"I'm Lin Han from Daxia, and I'm here to visit you." Lin Han said neither arrogantly nor humbly.
"Daxia? What brings you here?"
"I came here for Lu Tai. May I ask where Lu Tai is?" Lin Han said bluntly.
As soon as he finished speaking, all the officials in the hall looked at Lin Han like zombies, which was extremely weird.
Above the hall, a terrifying pressure descended. If one's cultivation was low, he would surely be turned into dust under this terrifying pressure.
"The fortune of the human race in the world has been given to you, why do you still want to steal our things?" The king's voice was full of anger.
"The human race is under my rule. I am simply returning the property to its original owner. Why would you rob it?"
"A person who calls himself the Son of Heaven and is canonized by the immortal gods, what qualifications do you have to rule over our human race?"
"I am the Emperor of Man, not the Son of Heaven."
"Human Emperor?" The king's voice was filled with shock, as if he had heard an incredible term: "How dare you call yourself the Human Emperor?"
"Why not?"
Lin Han moved his body, and his Dharma image emerged, surrounded by a divine dragon, holding the seal in his hand, looking extremely majestic. The pressure from the Emperor of Man spread, and the officials in the entire hall were shaky.
There was silence all around.
As if resonating with the aura of the Human Emperor, the palace halls lit up, dispelling the strange atmosphere.
"Human Emperor?"
"Human Emperor!"
The officials murmured, as if with faith from the depths of their souls, and their zombie-like eyes had a hint of spirit.
"The Human Emperor reappears? Impossible." The king on the throne murmured, "The Kongtong Seal has disappeared, and there is no Human Emperor in the world anymore. The path to immortality for humanity is over."
"Nothing is impossible. The inheritance of the Human Emperor is in me. I come to take Lu Tai just to return it to its original owner." Lin Han put away his Dharma image and said.
"Lutai." The king said absentmindedly, "It's north of the palace. Go there on your own."
"Before I leave, I have one more question." Lin Han was about to turn around when he paused and turned back: "Are the people in Yindu dead or alive?"
"They died alive!"
…
On the way, Lin Han didn't understand what the king said.
Living dead!
It's still unclear whether he's dead or alive, but it doesn't matter anymore.
North of the palace.
They walked slowly for two incense sticks and stopped when they passed the Hongqiang wall to the north of the palace.
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