The place name Fengxi Ze is very inconspicuous, but if you want to talk about where Emperor Gao, who founded the Han Dynasty, began to have good fortune, Fengxi Ze is a place that cannot be bypassed.
"My ancestors once killed snakes here to get luck, and the fortunes have been endless since then!"
King Liang glanced at a mountain range and waved to everyone.
As he got closer, Zhang Xuezhou discovered that it was the entrance to a tomb.
The tomb was cut into a mountain to form a cave, and the stone was pierced to hide. It was cut out of a rocky mountain. As he approached, Zhang Xuezhou felt an icy cold air coming towards him.
Affected by this icy air, King Liang seemed to be more energetic, and stepped down from the cloud sedan into the tomb.
Zhang Xuezhou also followed him out of the sedan chair. Before he could carefully identify the name of the tomb, he was immediately pushed by the attendant who was riding behind him and followed him into the tomb.
The tomb is like the palace of King Liang, with vestibule, chariot and horse room, corridor, living room, bedroom, corridor, ice cellar, stable, armory, closet, granary, vestibule, back room, bathroom, toilet, kitchen...
As he kept moving forward, Zhang Xuezhou could see almost every palace structure owned by Prince Liang's Mansion.
What is different from the real Liang Prince's Mansion is that it is completely hollowed out from quarried stones.
Zhang Xuezhou looked towards the main hall and saw a two-foot-long Yinglong figure in front of where King Liang stepped. Yinglong had long white horns on its head, wings spread out on its sides, and was held in its dragon's tongue. Monster.
The left side of Ying Long's picture depicts a red bird sweeping into the sky in flames, and the right side depicts a white tiger stirring up wind and clouds.
On the top of the hall are the sun, moon, stars and clouds, like a sky and earth.
Prince Liang stroked the stone seat in the hall, and then sat down, as if lying on the golden chair in Prince Liang's palace.
Zhang Xuezhou's eyes narrowed slightly, and he kept scanning every part of the tomb.
"The way of heaven is high and far away, the way of earth is deep, the sky is mysterious and the earth is yellow!"
King Liang murmured.
He rubbed a ring, and after a few seconds, he placed the ring on the stone base.
"Dongfang Shuo, please tell me another happy story about Sima Xiangru," King Liang said.
"Sima Xiangru asked Zhuo Wenjun a question." Zhang Xuezhou looked around and said, "Wenjun, Wenjun, am I the smartest person in the world?"
"How did Zhuo Wenjun answer?" King Liang asked.
"Zhuo Wenjun said, fool, of course you are the smartest person in the world." Zhang Xuezhou replied: "This makes Sima Xiangru very happy!"
"He was called a fool and still happy that he was the smartest person in the world?"
King Liang asked with a low laugh.
But somehow he thought of himself again.
The King of Liang always considered himself smart. Not only did he have the full support of the Queen Mother, but he also had a large group of magic monks in the Liang Garden.
Once there is a need, many monks will rush to help him.
Coupled with the talents of the imperial court, he could almost stabilize the Han Dynasty in a short period of time.
But the bad thing about all of this is that he died earlier than Emperor Jing.
Zhang Xuezhou's "fool" sentence was obviously said by Zhuo Wenjun, but King Liang somehow saw Emperor Jing sitting on the high throne and whispered to him.
"fool!"
Emperor Jing's voice echoed in his ears, and Prince Liang's face couldn't help but turn from pale to red.
"You should obviously die before me, but I want to see why you can survive until now!"
He let out a low moan, almost like a chant.
When King Liang waved to the attendant, the attendant quickly took out five flags embroidered with big red birds and inserted four flags along the southeast, northwest, and the main flag in the center.
"Your Majesty, the Red Bird Flag has been arranged!" the attendant said.
"Protect the formation for me!"
King Liang nodded and signaled several people to go their separate ways.
Some people left the tomb with solemn faces, some ran towards the depths of the tomb, and some were lighting lamps everywhere.
As the lights in the tomb were brightly lit, King Liang stepped into the main flag and pinched his fingers repeatedly, and several large flags suddenly swished as if blown by wind and waves.
Zhang Xuezhou took a few steps back.
He looked at the several attendants who followed him in, and saw that these people had enthusiastic faces, and the soldiers guarding the tomb had solemn faces. Seeing Zhang Xuezhou about to go out, the long knives and swords on his waist immediately pointed at Zhang Xuezhou.
"I want to go out and pee," Zhang Xuezhou said.
"This general will only remind you once. If you leave without permission from the king, you will be shot to death!"
The red-armored general at the door of the tomb hall pointed at Zhang Xuezhou's lower body with a long sword, as if he wanted to solve Zhang Xuezhou's peeing problem.
This made Zhang Xuezhou's heart skip a beat. He laughed awkwardly, then moved his steps and walked back slowly.
When they returned to the center of the hall again, the five big flags were already making crackling sounds, and seemed to have a bit of a strange fragrance.
King Liang was sitting in the center of the flag. His eyes were closed, as if he was in a state of trance.
"Your Excellency, Lord Attendant!"
"Stop talking, your Majesty is bringing us great benefits. We will definitely become masters from now on!"
The attendant looked enthusiastic.
When Zhang Xuezhou touched his arm, he replied unwillingly.
Only people like Zhang Xuezhou, who were dragged here by King Liang for fun, would not understand, but they had been following King Liang for a long time, so how could they not know what was going on.
"If you don't understand, escape from Yang Soul and watch!"
The attendant waved his hand towards Zhang Xuezhou, and then ignored Zhang Xuezhou.
He reached out and counted the time, as if counting down the time. Everyone sat down like Liang Wang and then closed their eyes.
There was suddenly something strange in the hall.
"I would like to escape from the Yang Soul, but I don't have the magical power realm yet!"
Zhang Xuezhou muttered.
He had to find a corner to watch King Liang perform.
Zhang Xuezhou had declined once before, mentioning that he was tired from the journey, but he was forcefully pulled over by King Liang using the flying magic weapon.
At the moment, Zhang Xuezhou didn't want to witness the weird things that Prince Liang did.
He looked at the formation flag and Prince Liang, and then at the guard at the door. The extremely boring time slowly passed, until Zhang Xuezhou heard the sound of gurgling water, and he looked for this unusual sound.
"You are so brave, you actually caused the water of the underworld to infect me!"
Zhang Xuezhou had not yet found the source of the sound of running water, but only heard a shout from the formation flag, and the voice of King Liang responded.
"Your Majesty, you are trying to force the fate of my country, the Han Dynasty, to extend my life. I'm afraid this is a bit inappropriate!"
Prince Liang remained motionless under the formation flag, his eyes never opened, and his mouth never opened, but the voice was transmitted from the formation flag.
Zhang Xuezhou just thought for a moment and figured out the owner of the voice.
"This is my country, I don't need you to control how I use it!"
Emperor Jing's voice was still calm, but there was undoubtedly a hint of twilight in it.
"You promised to pass the throne to me. This is also my king's country." King Liang argued: "You have been forcing your life to be renewed without giving me a chance!"
"I can't live anymore?"
Emperor Jing asked back, which made it difficult for King Liang to respond.
Emperor Jing has a need to live, but he will die while Emperor Jing is alive.
If King Liang wants to live, Emperor Jing must die.
"You want me to die?"
Emperor Jing asked, which made it more difficult for King Liang to answer.
"It seems that I must invite my good mother to come and see how your younger brother forced his brother to death," Emperor Jing said.
"Obviously...it's obviously you who are forcing me to death." Prince Liang scolded angrily: "You have always lied to me, always used me, and have never really been good to me!"
"I treat you well, and my mother poured everything into you. I didn't expect you to commit such a heartbreaking and crazy act of killing your brother. You..."
Among the sounds of the argument, several sounds like explosions of anger sounded.
Zhang Xuezhou saw that the attendant who had previously replied to him tilted his head, and then fell to the ground bleeding from seven holes.
When he looked at the others, he saw many servants falling to the ground bleeding first or last.
However, after escaping from the Yang Soul, the attendants may have witnessed something or participated in something, which ultimately led to the destruction of the three souls and seven souls.
Zhang Xuezhou took a breath of air and felt that something big happened in the tomb.
When he swept towards the outside of the tomb hall, he saw the red-armored general who had been guarding the door of the hall with a strange smile on his face.
After a few seconds, Zhang Xuezhou saw a stream of yellow water spurting out of the other party's mouth.
As if a faucet was installed on his body, yellow water continued to spurt out of the red-armored general's mouth.
Zhang Xuezhou looked a little wider and saw that many sergeants were all doing the same thing.
If they were not in the main hall, everyone would have a faucet installed on their mouths, constantly spraying water outwards.
"one two three……"
Zhang Xuezhou hadn't counted ten yet when he saw the red-armored general's armor falling down, revealing a shriveled body that seemed to have been drained.
"So this is Huangquan!"
There was still a smile on his face, but he seemed to have regained consciousness and started to look horrified.
As yellow water spurted out of his mouth, he struggled to say something, and then his shriveled body fell down with the armor, no longer breathing.
(End of chapter)
