Chapter 705 I'm back
"Grandpa Emperor Wu, spare your life!"
"We are nearby villagers, spare our lives."
Beiyan District kneeling on the ground The natives kept begging for mercy and banging their foreheads on the ground, but after seven or eight blows, their foreheads were covered with blood.
"Your Majesty... spare us. Please forgive us. Our ancestors have no merit but hard work."
One person spoke, and the other stopped. Blood was streaking across the bridge of his nose, and he spoke anxiously: "Our ancestors are descendants of the slave tribe who guarded your mausoleum..."
Fu Gutong, who was not far away, was startled.
Before, he, Ban Sai, and Ni Yuhan discussed this tribe that disappeared in the long river of history. Unexpectedly, the two people next to him turned out to be descendants of the tribe.
The two of them didn't interrupt. They probably didn't have much interest in or showing off that they were descendants of slave tribes. They just wanted to live a good life and make more money.
“My people who guard the mausoleum?”
He kowtowed for the third time and stood up straight. His indifferent face turned to the two people kowtowing behind him: "Then why do you follow a foreigner to do things, knowing that it is my tomb, but you don't stop these people? Have you forgotten the rules of your ancestors?!"
"At the critical moment of life and death, he betrays his companions. Such a person is worthy of being called a descendant of the mausoleum. What do the generals think?"
A sudden rhetorical question not only made Fu Gutong, Ni Yuhan and the two archaeological team members were stunned. The Beiyan natives who were kneeling on the ground and kowtowed raised their faces in horror.
In an instant, a sound like an ancient bell echoed in the darkened palace.
“Behead!”
The moment the majestic voice sounded, the air split in the sight of Fu Gutong and others. The two people begging for mercy seemed to have seen something, and they were so frightened that they wanted to get up and run away.
There was a whistling sound in the air, and then two human heads with bloody arrows popped into the sky.
Bang!
There was another sound, and a single halberd half the height of an adult was stuck diagonally on the ground. On the crescent-shaped blade was human flesh and blood slowly dripping down.
Fu Gutong has seen the world to some extent. Although he was frightened by this scene, he still managed to calm down a little.
But the two archaeological team men were breathing rapidly, staring at a head rolled to their feet, their faces suddenly turned as pale as paper, and they sat down on the ground.
Ni Yuhan is a woman, naturally timid and timid. Although she is studying as a graduate student, she has never joined an archaeological team. She has only seen some corpses from movies, TV shows, and internal materials from the archaeological team.
The living person in front of her was beheaded, and her head was flying. Her pretty face still had the look that a human should have. She didn't faint on the spot, so it can be said that her willpower was strong enough.
"Killed..."
She was still in a state of shock and could not control herself. She murmured for a moment, and the two archaeological team members behind her had already gotten up and ran outside.
The next second.
A ferocious stone statue standing on the right side of the first place exploded with a bang. The gravel flew and the smoke and dust filled the air. A burly figure rushed out with the dust. The ground where it fell shook slightly, and there was a swish sound from the ground. Fu Gutong and Ni Yuhan crossed their heads.
The two people who fled towards the palace gate were almost so frightened that they almost cried.
I have never encountered rice dumplings before going to ancient tombs. I have only read about various bizarre things in tombs in a couple of novels.
It’s okay now. This fucking thing really collapsed. It came out of a rock. It’s so fucking scary.
The two people were about to rush to the palace gate with their mouths wide open and crying, when a stone statue with a heavy back and a bear's waist suddenly cracked open on the right side of the palace gate. Before the two people could react, a large amount of gravel flew out.
“I have offended His Majesty, and I still want to leave!”
Among the cracked gravel, there was only a roar of 'buzz', and the tiger-headed sword suddenly turned golden, and the thick blade slashed A fan-shaped stream of light directly illuminated the faces of the two archaeological team members,
"Ah!"
The sword light entered their eyes.
As the two screamed, their bodies were directly broken into two pieces. Their heads with frightened and screaming expressions on their upper bodies flew into the air, and their lower bodies ran for seven or eight steps before they collapsed and their organs were scattered on the ground.
The pungent stench filled my nose.
Fu Gutong woke up after a jolt. He pulled Ni Yuhan and turned around to see a sturdy figure with his back to them, standing like a giant. The other person was dressed in dark and ferocious scales and had a thick beard. He turned around and looked back. It seems.
Fu Gutong and Ni Yuhan could only barely reach each other's chest height.
"Zhong Kang, leave these two thieves to me!" The giant man held the iron halberd in one hand and walked towards Ni Yuhan and the two.
A fat figure with a knife on his shoulder at the entrance of the palace came towards this side. His cold eyes swept across the two shivering men and women opposite him. His words were dull and low-pitched: "Then you only kill four. That's not fair. We One for each person.”
Zhong Kang? !
As a graduate student in the Department of History and Archeology, Ni Yuhan is still talented in this area. When he heard the word Zhongkang, he immediately remembered who it was.
"Professor... Zhongkang is the cousin of the tiger-mad general in front of Emperor Changsheng Martial Emperor of Great Xia..."
Rao knew that the person who just spoke to them was Emperor Martial Emperor Great Xia Changsheng Martial Arts. Even though two living ancient generals were standing in front of him in armor, Fu Gutong still felt that everything was an illusion.
"Impossible..."
Fu Gutong was forced back by the two generals who were beyond the size of ordinary people walking towards him. From the beginning, his conversation with Su Chen was all a test, and he did not treat each other as this tomb. The owner of the Xia Dynasty was the founding king of the Xia Dynasty. But when the two people on the other side walked out of the stone statue, and the murderous aura that almost solidified in their bodies came over them, he felt almost despair.
It’s just that it’s still hard to accept that the Great Xia Changsheng Martial Emperor is actually still alive, and that his brilliant generals are also immortal and guarding the cemetery.
“What’s impossible!”
At this time, Su Chen's words rang out. He was still wearing a white shirt and a woolen coat. He walked down the stone steps step by step, making crisp footsteps in the empty and silent hall.
"These two are Dian Wei and Xu Chu, the Central Guardsmen who have followed me for many years."
Su Chen walked down the high platform and walked past among the stone statues with both arms raised. He stood up and brushed the stone statues with his fingertips.
“These are all my civil and military achievements. Look, the one on the left over there, the one with the crane fan in his hand, is my prime minister. He has been the prime minister in Daxia for fifty years... together with Di Xiang. The people who governed Daxia never closed their doors at night."
As Ni Yuhan and Fu Gutong stared in shock, Su Chen lightly knocked on a nearby stone statue. The gravel and fragments immediately peeled off, revealing a figure wearing white silver armor and a lion helmet. The white-robed general.
"This is my fierce tiger, the mighty general! He beat many tribes on the Xirong grassland until they cried for their fathers and mothers."
"The black general with the tiger's beard over there, haha, my rebel army is marching to the north to conquer Yan." , Zhang Fei and his second brother are the main force in the army."
"Over there, there are also generals from our Tang Army and Qin Army..."
"This is Huo Qubing...no matter what the fight is. Xirong, or fighting against the barbarians in the west, I, the fat cavalry general, have made gains in every battle. I have made great contributions, which are rare in the world!"
Listening to Su Chen walking past the stone statues like treasures, every time After hearing his introductions one by one, the stone statues slowly cracked open behind Su Chen, revealing the original appearance inside.
Ni Yuhan and Fu Gutong immediately froze in place, even when Emperor Daxia Changsheng walked in front of them, they didn't react until they came to their senses.
Under the interweaving wolf-eye lights on the ground, Fu Gutong raised his face tremblingly, only to see a shadow on Su Chen's face, and then he felt his scalp tighten, and intense pain spread throughout his body instantly.
His whole body was forcibly lifted into the air.
"I have introduced everything that I should introduce. You should have no regrets, right?"
Fu Gutong's face was twisted, full of despair, and there was a sharp pain from being torn from his scalp. With his limbs kicking, he grabbed Su Chen's wrist with one hand, reached into his arms with the other hand, took out a pistol, pointed it at Su Chen's face, and pulled the trigger without thinking.
Boom!
The sound of gunshots resounded loudly, and Fu Gutong was overjoyed: He had won.
At this moment, time seemed to slow down. The moment the flames rushed out of the muzzle of the gun, the fired bullet had not yet touched Su Chen. It was one foot away and was blocked by something invisible, causing sparks to fly. The yellow-orange warhead is directly squeezed and deformed.
Fu Gutong, who was just happy, was completely stunned.
Ni Yuhan on the side also had a dull look on her face. She looked at the bullet that stopped in mid-air and flattened into a piece of copper. Then it fell to the ground with a clang and she couldn't close her mouth.
The next second, she was awakened by the professor's scream.
My eyes turned to Fu Gutong, who was being held in the air by his scalp, and saw that the latter had fallen to the ground, and his head was a bloody mess.
“Ahhh!”
Fu Gutong screamed in pain, his face was covered with blood, rolling on the ground, he raised his gun again in disbelief and pointed towards Su Chen on the opposite side.
However, as soon as he raised his hand, the air fluctuated under the flashlight, and a cold light cut through his wrist along with scratches.
The hand holding the gun fell down, and after two seconds, blood spurted out wildly from the fracture.
Fu Gutong held the severed wrist, and his pain became even louder. He wanted to grab the broken arm, but was kicked away by a walking figure. A figure in silver armor, white robes, and a lion helmet sheathed his sword. Sheathed.
"What a weird costume, why is Your Majesty wearing this?"
"Times are different, the clothes are just different." Su Chen smiled and waved: "Kill him, these people Think of it as a sacrifice for you to re-enter the world."
"Sacrifice?"
Dian Wei picked up the Broken Palm that rolled to his feet, wanting to see what the strange weapon in the opponent's hand was that made noise and breathed fire. When he pulled it, the Broken Palm's finger stuck in the trigger groove suddenly pulled the trigger, and the bullet He hit Dian Wei directly on the chest, causing sparks to jump out.
"Lao Dian, how do you feel?" Xu Chu also sheathed his sword.
Dian Wei took off the pierced breastplate and rubbed the reddish flesh, "It hurts a little, like a mosquito bite."
"The world outside relies on this kind of weapon. Is there a war?" Xu Chu took the gun and played with it.
Seeing this scene, Ni Yuhan looked over at the professor who drew his sword and kept wailing and begging for mercy, and his head was chopped off with a sword.
Seeing that the other party was walking towards her with a sword, her thoughts suddenly stopped completely. Coupled with the panic, her brain immediately shut down.
Then he rolled his eyes, fell to the ground and fainted.
Before falling into coma, I vaguely heard a familiar voice over there saying: "There is no need to kill her, this woman has a good heart."
(End of Chapter)