Chapter 1320 (1/2)

At this time, everything around Zhang Xuan and others was a harmonious scene. People were farming in the fields, children were playing with each other, couples in the fields were loving each other, and some farmhouses were already filled with smoke.

But this harmonious scene made Zhang Xuan's heart cold.

They have never heard of the existence of any holy fire town on the gods mountain in the ancient and rare country. This town, as well as the thatched cottages last night, is just like the appearance of nothing. Either this so-called holy fire town appears in this world out of thin air, or it is itself and others. They are more willing to believe that it is the latter when they appear in holy fire town out of thin air. After all, everything they experienced last night was so strange that they even doubt whether they have stepped into the road to and from the underworld since last night.

All morning, Zhang Xuan and others were tied up here until noon. The sun is in the sky, the gray haired old man appears again, and tells Zhang Xuan a lot.

Later, several strong men guarding Zhang Xuan and others came up and untied all the ropes that bound them.

All the members of the ninth Bureau cast puzzled eyes at Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan explained, "they say that the gods punish us and let us farm here for 20 years before we can leave."

Zhang Xuan had a chance to look around. At the moment, they were on a huge platform. This was the top of the mountain. But on the top of the mountain, there were no temples. There were only these farmhouses.

Weird.

Everything, everywhere revealed strange.

When Zhang Xuan looked at them, some people threw hoes and harrows in front of them, and then pointed out a piece of wasteland to Zhang Xuan and others, telling them that the land they were going to plough behind was that piece of wasteland.

Next to the wasteland, there is a house, the same as the surrounding farmhouse.

They picked up hoes and harrows, came to the farmhouse, opened the door, the interior decoration style, very old, dark fireplace full of a sense of the times.

A member of the ninth inning looked around and then said, "a lot of the stones used in it don't exist in modern times."

"Look at this..." One person is in the house. I saw a Trojan horse. It's not big. It's only half a meter high. It's empty in the middle. After careful observation, I found that inside the Trojan horse, there are many designs that can stand people. "This is Trojan horse

Beside the Trojan horse, there is a design sketch, which proves that the Trojan horse is still under design.

In the history of ancient and rare countries, the reputation of Trojan horse is no less than that of Mu Niu Liu Ma, but here, there is such a sketch?

Just as people were wondering about the design sketch of the Trojan horse, the door of the farmhouse was knocked open.

The gray haired old man stood in front of the door and said something.

Zhang Xuan's expression solidified slightly. Then some answers are given.

After hearing this, the old man walked away with a puzzled look on his face.

"What are you talking about?" Zhao Ji asked.

Zhang Xuan took a deep breath, "he asked me, is Paris defeated..."

When Zhang Xuan said this, all the people in the room fell into silence.

There are trojans and Paris.