Chapter 391 Aftermath
Liu Feng shook hands with Sean happily. It seemed that the Imperial Guards were usually very repressive.
As for Sean, who transformed into a military soldier, he just smiled and shook hands with his opponent, and glanced at the opponent's breastplate with his peripheral vision.
I have long heard of the guards guarding the mausoleum, but there is very little detailed information anywhere. I came here today to see for myself, and sure enough, these guards looked isolated from the world. appearance.
However, it is no longer the case that the other party does not recognize his name.
Sean saw something in the gap in the breastplate of the Imperial Guard named Liu Feng.
The Imperial Guards are strictly selected, and their overall quality is far superior to that of ordinary military soldiers. Even if a weaker group of people are sent to guard the tomb, they are still Imperial Guards.
However, in the gaps between the breastplate, the lining fabric had obvious wrinkles, and some small corners looked empty.
In addition, Sean noticed when he was talking to the other party that Liu Feng's Imperial Guard armor had an extra layer of neck armor. The neck armor firmly held his neck, which was a design that obviously affected his movements. It was an unreasonable design for the Imperial Guards, especially for Liu Feng.
For those who can join the Guards, if they are weak, their armor should have a linkage device with the prosthetic body, and naturally such people will not feel hungry like Liu Feng.
If it was a veto, the muscular man should have stretched out the lining inside the armor. How could he be like Liu Feng, who looked at his withered body? Assuming that Liu Feng was a Imperial Guard who did not have excellent physical fitness and relied solely on his supernatural powers, then There is no need to design a neck armor that affects movement.
At the same time, not only Liu Feng is like this, but according to Sean's observation, the surrounding guards are all the same.
Here, there is something interesting...
While dealing with Liu Feng, Sean observed the surroundings quietly.
The funeral ceremony was too long. When the dull bells rang again eight and a half times a day later, Sean had almost investigated the eighteenth generation of Liu Feng's ancestors.
He discovered that one thing Liu Feng had in common with other soldiers was that none of them were parasitized by black nematodes. However, he had an inexplicable sense of faith.
For example, Liu Feng is very sure that he will quit the mausoleum guarding army after the age of fifty and return to the imperial capital to reunite with his family - according to him, his grandfather and father are like this , and he also has a wife and a child in the city.
In fact, Sean had already used the power of underground gangs to investigate the general situation of the entire imperial capital. There were no military relatives of Liu Feng in the city.
To be precise, there are no military members of the Imperial Guards guarding the mausoleum in the imperial capital.
This is not a top-secret or shameful position. Veterans are often respected by their neighbors, so there is no possibility of deliberately living in anonymity.
However, according to Sean's investigation, the entire Tomb Guards are in a state of neglect - people in the city think that they will have other places to go after they retire, and those within the Guards think that they will go there after they retire. Return to the city and enjoy your retirement.
As a result of this strange cognitive gap, very few people will mention the existence of the tomb guarding guards.
Liu Feng's father and grandfather were probably dead long ago, and Sean even suspected that the family members he mentioned may have never existed.
The bell rang for a long time, and Liu Feng stood up with some difficulty. He patted his butt to signal Sean to stop sitting.
"Be careful not to be seen..." he said in a low voice.
Sean just nodded and stood up together.
The funeral has reached the final stage. The person in charge, Lan Keer, 'threw' the collected "thoughts, expectations", etc. into the coffin in accordance with the requirements of the ceremony - it is actually just a ceremony. But it seems that everyone in the empire attaches great importance to this. When she threw those invisible things, the guard of honor on the side pretended to catch them with his hands, as if he was afraid that Concubine Lan would accidentally throw them outside.
When everything is completed, the task of the person in charge has come to an end.
Lan Keer retreated to the back, while the mistress wearing weird boxy clothes was pushed to the front.
The guard of honor shouted: "Send His Highness off."
The surrounding officials also shouted: "Send His Highness off."
The artillery formation raised their energy cannons and pointed them at the sky.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
After three cannon blasts, Bai Zhan's coffin actually floated.
A vague thread appeared out of thin air, seemingly pointing to the sky in the direction of the cannon fire.
Many officials and nobles were immediately shocked: "The way to the moon is not clear?"
The emperor who had been silent finally raised his hand.
"My son, go."
The vague line suddenly became solid and led to the invisible sky.
“Send it to Your Highness!”
Everyone knelt down and shouted.
The thread disappeared into the air, and the coffin entered the cemetery on its own, driven by an inexplicable force.
At this time, Bai Zhan's former mistress finally couldn't help crying loudly. She looked extremely scared.
She wanted to open her mouth to shout, but the chamberlain beside the emperor just pushed her forward.
The weird clothes were assembled together at once, and they actually wrapped the woman in them, turning them into a small coffin.
The woman's cry did not come out from the beginning to the end, and the small coffin followed behind and slowly entered the depths of the cemetery.
The guard of honor began to recite an incomprehensible prayer again, and everyone closed their eyes, probably praying for Bai Zhan.
Sean just stood there with a strange expression on his face, looking at the dark hole deep in the cemetery.
The so-called line to the moon, the self-floating coffin, and the living people for burial... This does not look like a burial ceremony, but more like the ritual of an evil god...
< br>Moreover, the sacrifice in this ceremony is not the woman sealed alive in the coffin, she is just a connection point.
The real sacrifice... seems to be, Bai Zhan?
"Interesting..." Sean muttered quietly.
The ceremony was finally over, the dignitaries were leading the way, and the military officers were also retreating in an orderly manner.
Liu Feng, who had been staying in the cemetery and had no chance to meet other people, was a little reluctant. He grabbed Sean's hand: "Brother, when I retire from the army, I will go find you for a drink."
< br> Sean blinked and said with a smile: "Then, our password will be called...noodles, how about it?"
"Noodles? Okay, okay, this is good. Brother, wait for me!"
Liu Feng was originally going to say a few more words, but the team of the tomb guarding guards had already gone in another direction. , he could only keep up quickly.
Waving at the other party, Sean blended into the military headquarters team. He did not leave the team, but slowly followed the team to the military headquarters.
On the other side of the cemetery, the smile on Liu Feng's face had not stopped before he returned to the team. The deputy general, one of the leaders of the Imperial Guard, called him over.
The deputy general's attire is almost the same as Liu Feng's, but the different medals represent his higher status.
"Who is the person who is talking to you?" The deputy general's face was gloomy, looking like someone who had just died.
However, Liu Feng also knew that the deputy general had always had this expression, so he stood at attention and replied: "Sir, he is a soldier from the military department. I just met him!"
"The other party is from the military department. Which general is under his command?" the deputy general continued to ask.
Liu Feng was stunned for a moment. He had indeed never asked about this. He immediately answered honestly: "I don't know. I just got close to him when I was standing guard and chatted with him for a few words."
" Talking to each other? Just talking to each other?" Liu Feng swallowed, but he was indeed loyal and knew that if he told about the two of them stealing noodles together, Sean would definitely be held accountable.
It was common for him to be punished in the Imperial Guard, but the other party kindly invited him to eat, so he couldn't implicate him, right?
Liu Feng immediately replied: "Yes, just chatting! Military regulations include absolute secrets such as shift changes, patrol systems, punishments, etc., and they have never been disclosed!"
This is also the truth.
The deputy general looked him up and down, and then snorted: "How many times have I told you not to talk to outsiders! Liu Feng, go to the penalty room to receive your punishment yourself!"
"Yes!"
Leading with military steps, guessing that the deputy general could no longer be seen, Liu Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh, I still got caught..." He muttered.
A few familiar guards saw him walking dejectedly towards the punishment room, and they immediately joked: "Fengzi, why is it you again? How many punishments have you received this year?"
Liu Feng said helplessly: "I talk more this year, but I still get caught."
"Hahaha, it's you every time."
"Go, go, besides, it's just a punishment, it's not a big deal."
Going around the front of the cemetery, Liu Feng left After a long journey, we finally came to a staircase leading underground.
He stepped and stopped, then took a deep breath.
The cemetery guards always come here when they are punished. However, it is boring and boring, and there are not many opportunities to be punished. This year, he can't remember how many times he has been punished.
Frankly speaking, being punished is not very painful. It passes as soon as you close your eyes and open it. Even the moment you enter the punishment room, you will always have a frightening feeling.
Taking a deep breath again, Liu Feng walked down the stairs into the basement.
The stairs were long and gloomy. Liu Feng was used to it. After walking for about five minutes, he came to a small iron door.
The door is probably a sensor door, which opens automatically when it senses someone coming to the door.
It was gloomy and dark inside. Liu Feng, who was used to it, patted his cheek and walked inside again.
Then, with a bang, the door was closed.
Then, the screen on the door that no one saw flashed.
"Name: Liu Feng."
"Number: G6."
"Detecting...Comparing...Comparison successful."
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"Start the destruction process..."
...
Bai Zhan's death caused a huge sensation, but the world and human beings have the same thing in common, that is, they are good at forgetting.
Just as the time spent in the burial ceremony passed, the city began to become lively again. Only the black half-moon flags hanging everywhere still reminded people coming and going that there had just been a member of the royal family. The big shot sadly passed away.
But so what?
Are there not many people dying in this world? They are all dead anyway, everyone is the same.
At least that’s what ordinary people think.
In the main hall, officials gathered together to wait for His Majesty's arrival.
The eldest prince is dead, but life still has to go on. The most important thing is that someone else has to take over the work that the eldest prince left before, right?
For example, the statue of the founder of the country - you know, it was after the eldest prince proposed to build this statue that his majesty suddenly became more active, and even hinted in public that the eldest prince was his heir.
You don’t care whether the eldest prince is dead or not. Just tell me whether this statue is particularly pleasing to His Majesty, right?
Then, the current position of person in charge of this statue is obviously a fat job.
After waiting for a while, His Majesty the Emperor came into the main hall. He still looked the same as before. Although he was extremely majestic, his face that was barely visible and his withered arms always made people feel that he did not have much time left. But alive.
Looking back, after the emperor came in, all the officials still shouted long live.
There were only so many things to discuss. After talking about the death of the eldest prince Bai Zhan, how to more efficiently arrest the villain Sean and other matters, a clever official proposed the progress of the statue. things.
All of a sudden, high-ranking officials and nobles came to ask for help.
As for Bai Zhan, who did this job before, not many people care about it anymore.
After listening to everyone expressing their opinions, the emperor coughed.
Suddenly everyone fell silent, and many people had expressions of pity on their lowered faces.
It seems that His Majesty has already made plans.
"My son Bai Zhan unfortunately died, but the empire must continue. The importance of the statue of the founding father goes without saying... I do have a candidate."
He coughed a few more times, and then continued: "This is a thankless job. In my opinion, the fourth prince Bai Si is the youngest. He doesn't do much in normal times, so I'll let you go."
The joy in Bai Si's eyes It flashed by, but he immediately knelt on the ground: "Father, Bai Si is not capable enough to do the job... What's more, if Sean is not caught for a day, I can't sleep for a day. I want to avenge my brother. !”
The emperor said seriously: “Are you looking down on the soldiers of the empire?”
“Of course you don’t!”
"Then take back what you said. This work will be left to you, and it's time for you to suffer a little."
"Yes...yes, father."
This father and son After singing and harmonizing, everyone in the audience finally understood.
Bai Zhan died, His Majesty immediately selected the next successor...
They couldn't help but cast their eyes on the second prince, third prince, and the two princes who were silent next to them. Her Royal Highness, not many people care about her.
Everyone's eyes flashed with expressions, and they had already begun to think about the candidates they would follow in the future.
The matter was settled, and the emperor left to go back to rest. Naturally, it was not the time for congratulations in the main hall, but there were many people who tried to please the fourth prince faintly.
After Bai Si dealt with the officials and nobles, he was about to talk to his second brother, third brother and sister, but he found that they had already left.
Standing in the main hall, Bai Si snorted slightly, showing disdain.
……
At night, everything was silent, except for the faint sound of crying and howling in the cemetery.
(End of this chapter)