$24-So Scary

Ji Qing poked the bronze-armored soldier with his tail.

It raised its bronze sword and chopped it over. This sword cut a silver mark in the void. If it was stronger, it could split the space.

Si Qingheng talked about some experience. When he came, he could only barely deal with the bronze-armored soldier. As long as he ran fast, this thing could not catch up with him.

"This is good. I'll take it back for research."

Si Qingyan stretched out his hand and put the bronze-armored soldier into his own space.

The barrage was excited again.

"Ghost: No more, no more, I'm gone..."

"Next, enjoy the large-scale picking battlefield."

"Let's wait and see, Kang Kang has something good!"

Yuanbao breathed a sigh of relief and was instantly filled with a sense of security.

Every time I go out with my brother, it's comfortable. My father is too violent. He swings his tail and whips at any time. It's terrible.

It's so good to see my brother like this. He is quiet and elegant, and has a rich harvest.

Several people heard footsteps coming from the front. Not far away, the bronze-armored soldier with a long sword came towards them.

Si Qingyan took it back again.

"Haha, if I call you, will you answer?"

"Zombie: No, I don't."

"Does it matter whether you call me or not? It's the same in such a dark place."

"Wait for me upstairs, I suspect you are driving..."

Several bronze-armored soldiers were taken away in a row, and finally something was different.

In front of the tunnel, a silver-armored soldier with a height of more than three meters appeared.

It held a huge mace in its hand, and its entire face was covered by a helmet and visor.

"This is good, solid." Si Qingyan nodded with approval.

The number of viewers increased rapidly, and everyone expressed their opinions.

"Sir: You are very good, I admire you. But it will soon be mine."

"Today is a good day, everything you want can come true~"

"Now that we have bronze and silver armor, will there be gold armor?"

"Don't go upstairs, why can you send voice messages?"

...

Si Qingyan was about to take the silver armor in, but found that the silver armor was resisting him.

Things with self-awareness cannot be taken in space.

Although it is possible to erase its consciousness, it is not necessary.

"Who are you? Why did you trespass into the master's mausoleum?" The silver-armored soldier said in a powerful voice.

"Who is your master?"

"How can you know the master's name?"

"Forget it, brother, just beat him to death." Yuanbao was a little impatient.

"The master's name is Xiang Yu." The bronze-armored soldier shouted immediately.

"There is a tomb?" Si Qingyan was surprised.

"The master is heroic and righteous, why doesn't he have a tomb? It's all because of that Liu Bang kid who stole my master's achievements."

"How is your master now?" Si Qingyan didn't discuss historical issues with him.

"We should all be revived, but the master is not."

The bronze-armored soldier made way for fear that Si Qingyan and others would destroy the tomb, and followed closely.

Si Qingyan walked forward with Ji Qing and Yuanbao.

Along the way, many soldiers wearing various armors were patrolling.

Most of them were unconscious, and a few who were conscious did not stop them and followed after they found that they could not defeat them.

The passage did not end, and the Tomb of the Overlord was halfway.

After Si Qingyan entered, she saw the ancient tomb chamber. The coffin chamber was not closed, and she could see a man and a woman lying in each other's arms, with calm expressions and serene smiles.

They had no residual souls and no obsessions, but they still maintained their appearance before death under the power of the tomb chamber.

Si Qingyan did not move anything in the tomb chamber, and even released the bronze-armored soldiers from before.

"You can stay here to guard the tomb, but you must not hurt anyone's life."

"Sir, what year and month is it now?"

"2020 AD, Xiang Yu died in 202 BC."

The silver-armored soldiers were silent for a long time. Si Qingyan walked for a while before hearing a hoarse sigh.

Si Qingyan continued to walk along the tunnel and saw the tomb of Emperor Yang of Sui.

Two tombs of different ages, architectural styles, and burial locations appeared here, which was very deliberate.

Si Qingyan felt that there might be more tombs that looked like emperors but were not emperors behind this road, so he kept going forward.

The further he went, the more dangerous it was.

This danger was only relative.

If there was a physical body, Si Qingyan would have made light of it and put it away for research.

If there was no physical body, no mind, and it was more ferocious, it would have disappeared directly.

The people in the tombs were sleeping, their faces were the same as before, maintaining their appearance before death.

The tunnel was still the same. The temperature was getting lower as you went deeper inside. Even with the blue firelight, you couldn't see everything in front of you.

Suddenly a shadow flashed by.

The long hair reached the ground and spread in the cold wind, and a smell of decay came.

At a glance, you could tell that it was a woman.

The barrage started to swipe wildly.

"Wandering alone in the long, long, and lonely rain alley, I don't want to meet a girl with sorrow..."

"It's not a child at first glance, don't let her go!"

...

The sound of dripping water came from the tunnel.

The woman was actually above his head.

Blood gushed out of her eyes like a spring, sliding from her chin to her neck, soaking her clothes, and dripping onto the lamp in her hand.

She couldn't hold it steady, so some of it spilled onto the ground.

Looking again, she seemed to have changed into a peerless appearance, her tears were also a normal transparent color, and she was holding a lotus lamp in her hand.

Looking closely, it was still the same, dry and hideous, with blood flowing non-stop.

Si Qingyan thought of the old man who rang the bell, and felt that this woman was similar to the old man. They both existed for the purpose of refining instruments and no longer had self-awareness, so she took the initiative to light the lotus lamp.

Although it was in human form, it was actually just an instrument.

As the fire lit up, the woman's dry and messy long hair became plump and shiny again, and her withered and black skin gradually became white and delicate, turning from a hideous and terrifying mummy into a peerless beauty. She closed her eyes tightly, and her tears dripped into the jade lotus lamp like pearls, turning into lamp oil.

Si Qingyan inexplicably learned how to use the lamp-holding woman.

When she opened her eyes, anyone she looked at, if they shed tears, would die and become the nourishment of the lotus lamp.

After she opened her eyes, the fire would go out.

Ji Qing and Yuan Bao were both there, and there were many viewers watching the live broadcast, so Si Qingyan did not try to make her open her eyes.

After changing her form, she moved with the wind in a plain palace dress, and she did not need to walk, just like a paper man, floating silently.

"I suddenly feel that it's good to meet a girl with sorrow..."

"Why is she crying with her eyes closed?"

"It looks dangerous."

"I want to see what she looks like when her eyes are open."

"+1."

Si Qingyan couldn't put her into the space, so she had to let her hold the lamp and lead the way.

The light of the lotus lamp was warm yellow, and there was a refreshing fragrance when the lamp oil burned, which made people feel calm unconsciously.

The long tunnel finally came to the end and turned into steps, all the way down.

The tunnel was not a straight line, and some places had obvious turns. Finally, Si Qingyan outlined a regular octagon in his mind.

It was equivalent to dividing a large square into nine small squares. Cut off half of the squares in the four corners to form an octagon.

They went around in a circle, passed eight large tombs, and finally came to the final center.

All the way down, at least more than a thousand meters deep.

At first, they were still going down the stairs step by step, but Ji Qing and Yuan Bao were dragging their tails, not liking this duangduangduang feeling, so they rushed down directly, and Si Qingyan followed closely behind, taking leisurely steps, as if the road was automatically shortened under his feet.

"Skill-One step a thousand miles get!"

"Nonsense, it's shrinking the earth into an inch!"

"My eyes said it learned it! All I need is a pair of shoes like the sir!"

"I aimed at the sir's feet in an instant!"

"I see! In fact, what I lack is the sir's feet!"

Si Qingyan was speechless, and even wanted to turn off the barrage.

Maybe the war caused a strong stimulation to people's emotions, and the sand sculpture netizens of this era don't know how to hide their emotions. Always speak bluntly and utter tiger and wolf words.

The center is not someone's tomb.

Looking around, within a thousand miles, it is extremely flat, and the gold lines are interwoven into a magnificent pattern on the ground, converging in the middle, which is a section of dragon bones.

After being soaked in gold lines for a long time, the originally jade bones have a light golden color.

"Gathering the emperor's luck just to nurture this piece of dragon bone?" Ji Qing looked at it for a while and didn't touch the dragon bone.

Most of the eight people buried before were famous throughout the ages, with the talent of a king but not the will of a king. Either they failed in battle or they didn't last long in office and soon ended up in a situation where their country was destroyed and their family was ruined.

Looking closely, the dragon energy they held was actually gathered here.

The dynasties represented by the eight people have been completely annihilated in history, and the dragon bone is still a step away from being nurtured.

"Sir, sir, are these golden threads the legendary luck?"

"It turns out that dragons really existed..."

"It seems that stewing soup will be very nourishing."

"It should be very durable. You can put a pot on your beauty lamp..."

Si Qingyan saw that the barrage of thoughts was diverging more and more, and explained:

"These are indeed luck. The luck of the past can no longer have an impact on the current situation. If it is refined into special objects or used with special skills, it should have a good effect."

Ji Qing pondered:

"This may be a formation set up by the great demon in the past."

"It has been too long, the killing formation has become ineffective, but if the dragon bone is taken away, there will definitely be changes."

"Don't worry." Si Qingyan said as he picked up the dragon bone.

Countless golden threads approached him, trying to wrap him up.

In an instant, Si Qingyan's back lit up.

It was a vast golden light, like a deep sea, and the luck was so deep that it was hard to describe, almost condensed into a solid.

In the past, Si Qingyan was one of the Dao sequence. After experiencing the Cang Ya world, the system never mentioned anything related to the Dao sequence, but directly opened up many powers to Si Qingyan. The treatment was so generous that it was hard to describe. If the Dao had its own consciousness, it would not be better than Si Qingyan for its own son.

As soon as Si Qingyan's luck was revealed, the golden line here was instantly eclipsed, which was extremely pitiful.

"Woc is so dazzling! Please allow me to use woc to express my inner shock."

"Mom asked me why I was kneeling to watch the live broadcast..."

"This kid is so terrifying!"

"I'm blind..."

"I thought Longgu was so powerful and his luck was so magical, but suddenly I felt everything was boring..."

Even Ji Qing and Yuanbao were shocked.

"I feel that a day is not enough to swim back and forth." Yuanbao said in a daze.

"..." Ji Qing hesitated.

I felt that I was a bad boy in an instant.

Actually, I wasn't a bad boy... It's just that my son developed too fast, which made the old father feel frustrated.

Si Qingyan easily took down the dragon bone, and the golden threads broke near the dragon bone and flowed back into the original owner's body.

Perhaps these residual luck can help them regain a glimmer of life.

"Qingyan, what do you want this for?" Ji Qing asked.

"Make soup, make soup, make soup!" A group of cults began to call frantically in the barrage.

"Divert the trouble to the east." Si Qingyan felt that brainwashing was not enough, and a lucky buff should be added to the Tianzu Freedom Action Group that promotes love and peace. It would be even better if the person who set up this formation found the Tianzu.

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