You Are Playing Tricks in Front of Me, I Am the Descendant of Marquis Wu!

"The heavenly gate is not open, the land is locked, the people on the road lead the way, and the three wonders are in battle." "Sunda is three points away, and there will be rain in the southeast tomorrow." Hua Yangyang stood in the open space outside the main hall, looking up at the stone statue of Zhuge Liang standing in the courtyard. He tightened his grip on the straps of his backpack and stepped down the steps. When I stepped on the last level, another picture flashed in my mind - a city layout map filled with red lines, with the words "Eight Formations Map" marked in the middle, and a line of small words below: "No one without Zhuge's personal knowledge is allowed to enter."