Chapter 9470 The face is like life
Underground Palace.
Luo Fengtang and Zi Yan were staring at the faces of the two men in black.
“There are traces of disguise. Their faces are not ordinary disguises, they are permanent disguises. In other words, their faces now are not their original faces, they have been modified.”< br>
Zi Yan said slowly.
She is an expert in disguise, so she can see the truth clearly at a glance.
"Not the Grandmaster, not Tianshu, this is just a trial."
Luo Fengtang took a deep breath.
At this point, it is already obvious.
“The Skynet killer is truly life-saving and cunning.”
Zi Yan frowned.
This time she is already trying her best to make arrangements. It stands to reason that Tianshu should come with such a good opportunity.
But in fact, he did not show up, but sent other killers to assassinate Luo Fengtang.
"These two people are still a threat to me. If they are caught off guard, even if I am a martial arts master, I will still die."
Luo Fengtang said solemnly.
Grandmasters are not invincible. There were not just one or two assassinated grandmasters in history, but many.
"In this way, Tianshu will definitely stay away from Zhuque County."
"Where will he go?"
Luo Fengtang said.
“I think they will most likely go to Yizhou!”
"Yizhou is the only place to go south to Bozhou. The mountains there are dangerous and it is the most critical point in the southwest. If the Skynet organization wants to make a difference, it will definitely deploy in Yizhou in advance."
"And When our army marches to suppress the rebellion of the Yang family in Bozhou, we will definitely station troops near Yizhou."
Zi Yandao.
These are all bright cards in the military, and it can be said that the intention cannot be concealed.
Currently, the Yang family in Bozhou has known the imperial court’s thoughts for a long time and has blocked the roads to the outside world in advance. Except for a few caravans that can leave Bozhou and go north, basically the only people in Bozhou can go to South cannot go north.
"When things happen here, we will go to Yizhou and attack Bozhou. We should have more people and horses than less. We also need to train in forest warfare in advance. Time is very tight."
Luo Fengtang does have a very strong force at present. The cavalry and an army armed with new-style fire guns were only about 8,000 in number. The rest were soldiers near Sixiang City. The more than 20,000 soldiers and horses there were not used to fighting in the mountains and forests at all.
It is no joke that you need to be cautious in military matters, especially when you are in unfavorable terrain, you must be careful and think twice.
"Select some of the soldiers and horses from Sixiang City and take them over to Yizhou and see how the southwestern troops fare."
Luo Fengtang did not have high expectations.
The soldiers of the Southwest Guards were actually rotten for a long time.
It is more realistic to expect that the soldiers and horses over there will be useful than to expect Yang from Bozhou to die of illness himself.
Yang Yuanhua is not young yet, in his early fifties. It is said that he is in poor health and may fall down one day.
However, the Yang family in Bozhou is a huge family, and it cannot rely on his own efforts.
“Let’s not talk about that for now. These two Skynet gold medal killers will not move for the time being. Let’s go take a look at the bronze coffin.”
Luo Fengtang said.
The small bronze coffin inside is lying quietly in the side corner.
Last time, Luo Fengtang tried his best but could not shake the bronze coffin. He knew that it could not be opened by force.
Mo Anbai had already walked to the bronze coffin, and she put on a pair of thin white gloves on her palms.
My hands were gently groping on the lid of the bronze coffin.
"The seventy-two mother-in-law mandarin duck chain locks, the seniors of the Mo family put a lot of thought into it."
After Mo Anbai fumbled around, he stood on the side and took a breath.
"No need to explain to us, just open it if you can."
Seeing Mo Anbai's tendency to want to explain, Luo Fengtang waved his hand hurriedly.
Seventy-two mother-in-law mandarin duck chain locks...
When he heard this name, Luo Fengtang was already a head and two older. When asked to listen to Mo Anbai tell the details, he was worried that his brain would not be able to react. "Okay."
Mo Anbai pursed his lips and chuckled.
She actually didn't want to explain, because it was very difficult to explain. She had to tell a lot of prerequisite knowledge, which couldn't be explained clearly in a short while.
She took a backpack off her back.
There is a silver-gray box inside the backpack.
After opening it, there is a large row of various metal tools inside.
Mo Anbai took out those strange tools and began to look for the tiny ports around the bronze coffin, piercing them in, maybe rotating them, or pressing them in, or pulling them out...
About half an hour later, fine beads of sweat appeared on Mo Anbai's forehead.
Finally, a series of clicks sounded.
"It has been untied. Now the coffin lid can be opened." Mo Anbai said.
“How to open it?”
Zi Yan asked.
"Here...and here...just open it..."
After Mo Anbai said that, he rested on the side.
Luo Fengtang and Zi Yan came to one of the directions respectively, and then they started to exert force.
Sure enough, the coffin lid, which originally seemed to be welded on top, began to slowly rise.
They were afraid something would go wrong, so they used force very cautiously and did not open it all at once.
The whole process went smoothly. The lid of the coffin was completely lifted and they moved it aside.
The heavy coffin lid makes the ground sink even if it is placed gently.
"Inside..."
Zi Yan glanced inside and was stunned for a moment.
Inside the coffin lies a young man, wearing the bright yellow costume of the emperor, with a lifelike face.
“Is this really the Holy Duke of Langya Pavilion?”
Luo Fengtang also found it incredible.
"This should be the Holy Duke. Although he looks young, he should actually be very old."
Mo Anbai also came up.
“Why is this?”
Luo Fengtang asked doubtfully.
"Look at the texture between his eyebrows..."
Mo Anbai stretched out his finger and pointed out several places.
"That's really the case, why does his face look young?"
Luo Fengtang now has no time to think about why this person still looks as fresh as ever after a hundred years.
“There are many special elixirs that can restore the appearance of the face, but they are difficult to refine and are very rare. The Holy Duke took the elixirs and used special antiseptic methods to preserve the body in such a good way. Okay."
Mo Anbai obviously knows this very well. As a descendant of the Mo family, she has mastered a lot of side knowledge.
"Look at his sleeve, there is a scroll hidden inside."
Mo Anbai reached out and took out the scroll directly.
The book is full of words, but the words are twisted like tadpoles.
"What kind of writing is this? I've never seen it before."
Not to mention Luo Fengtang, even Zi Yan looked confused when he saw the writing on it.
"This is a secret text inherited by the Mohist family. It is difficult for others to understand except for the descendants of the Mohist family."
Mo Anbai explained.
This is also a way to prevent your unique skills from being learned by others. Use special words that only your own people can understand.
(End of this chapter)