The number of craftsmen in the imperial mausoleum area is extremely rare, with only a few craftsmen who cut stones and burn figurines.
Zhang Xuezhou glanced around and found no patrol personnel, nor did he see Wei Wan, Zhi Buling and others.
"Where are the two adults?" Zhang Xuezhou asked casually.
"Don't mention it. Three big demons came here half a month ago. After a random fight, they packed up the bodies and left, never to come back again," Kong Zhong hissed.
Next to Kong Zhong were Du Wencai, Ye Siqian, Zhu Jiusi, and Li Mingrui.
Wei Wan and others were sent by Anle Palace, while Kong Zhong and others were sent by Shen Peigong and others. The two parties cooperated in Yangling, but they were under the jurisdiction of different people, so the arrangements for the two were also different.
Wei Wan and others left, and there was no follow-up notice for Kong Zhong and others, so they could only bite the bullet and go on duty in Yangling.
What they do most these days is dig holes and set traps.
But everyone doesn't know whether the court matter is over or not.
If it was over, they didn't catch the three big monsters. If it wasn't over, they didn't see anyone else in the court coming to set up an ambush.
Kong Zhong and others entrusted the letter to be delivered to Chang'an City, and the reply from the school was to 'wait and see what happens', and they have been waiting until now.
Seeing that Zhang Xuezhou and others knew the inside story, Kong Zhong and others immediately invited people over.
Kong Zhong raised his head and replied to Zhang Xuezhou's words, hoping that the other party would respond with a few words, which would at least allow them to adapt in advance.
Not many people can enter the court. Only dozens of people can go to the Jinluan Palace for court meetings. Accordingly, it is relatively difficult to obtain internal information about the court.
The highest-ranking Confucians in the imperial court were Zhao Wan, the censor, and Wang Zang, the doctor. Other great Confucians were far from being able to take over the positions of the Sangong, Jiuqing and others.
If Zhao Wan and Wang Zang were investigated, it would be almost like losing the top-level news of the imperial court to Confucianists, and even Shen Peigong might not be able to react.
"How about you tell us something about Confucianism?" Kong Zhong asked in a low voice.
"What's there to say about Confucianism? It's just about going up and down." Zhang Xuezhou waved his hands and said: "On the contrary, there are only a few of you guarding this imperial mausoleum. Doesn't this mean that others can come and leave as they please?"
"We still have the ability," Kong Zhong argued bravely.
"If you have real skills, you will definitely be able to catch the thief," Zhang Xuezhou said disapprovingly.
"That thief...he can't be too powerful a thief!"
Kong Zhong and others had sworn before they came, thinking that there would be no problem in arresting some remnants of the Hundred Schools of thought, even Shen Peigong and others thought so.
But Kong Zhong and others never thought that the top demon from the Evil Luoschuan Holy Land would come across thousands of miles.
One demon sneaked into the tomb, and two more demons fought with them, eventually causing a large number of casualties.
If Kong Zhong didn't have a magic weapon to protect him, the two demons could almost kill them all.
This was a night that Kong Zhong did not want to recall, and it was also the main reason why these Confucian scholars had been in panic recently.
"Tell me how powerful it is," Zhang Xuezhou asked.
On the night when the superior demons visited Yangling, Zhang Xuezhou ran to the palace to watch the excitement and had no idea what was going on in Yangling.
He was questioning Kong Zhong at this time, trying to get the most accurate information.
"Those three demons..."
Kong Zhong thought for a few seconds before slowly describing the killing that night.
Their traps were aimed at people, and were completely destroyed by Lu Baibai, who relied on his tall monster body. Kong Ning's elusive beheadings made it difficult to resist. Most of the people were assassinated with a sword, and finally fought with Wei Wan. Come together.
Kong Zhong and others shuttled back and forth in tunnels and traps, relying on earth magic to pull Lu Baibai away.
"We just kept fighting until the deer demon hooked me up with one corner." Kong Zhong said with lingering fear: "Maybe because he felt the danger of my death, the holy order passed down by my ancestors appeared, and a spiritual light flew out and hit the deer. On the demon's head, it started running away like crazy!"
"He ran away too fast, we didn't even tie him up with a rope," Du Wencai added.
"No, no one said that a ninth-grade demon saint is coming." Ye Siqian complained: "Who can catch this!"
"If it's a ninth-grade demon saint, we can handle it. Now there are three." Zhu Jiusi nodded repeatedly: "It's not surprising that there are so many casualties."
"If we weren't good at digging holes to hide, we would all have died," Li Mingrui said.
"I am blessed by my ancestors, so I can still survive!"
Kong Zhong added angrily to finish.
In short, the risks that night were very high, and they fought hard that night, but the outcome was beyond the control of Kong Zhong and others.
"A demon who is good at fire magic entered the imperial mausoleum, and Lord Zhi also entered the imperial mausoleum, but they didn't come out?"
Zhang Xuezhou didn't care how heroically Kong Zhong and others fought against Lu Baibai. He grasped the key points described by Kong Zhong and others.
This made him look at the unkempt craftsmen working more than fifty meters away, and then at the tomb.
Zhang Xuezhou walked to the door of the tomb and saw that the hole he had made with the fossil technique had been completely filled in, and there was a cold and cold feeling coming from the door of the tomb.
"This tomb door is cold!"
"It's so cold when it's cold!"
"I always feel that the tomb door is not cold due to the cold, but rather like the frozen stones soaked in the river, which is cold to the core!"
"Zhi Bu Ning seemed to have cast a spell on the door at that time. I feel it was the reason why he cast the spell."
"He entered the tomb and didn't come out for more than half a month. I suspect that he died inside. Even if he cast spells, he wouldn't be able to do anything."
Seeing Zhang Xuezhou reaching out to touch the door of the tomb and then quickly retracting his fingers, Kong Zhong and others couldn't help but complain.
They obviously didn't touch and try too much.
But it is not easy to open the stone door of the mausoleum, unless some craftsmen have the ability to open it, or they are great practitioners, or they can only use violence and destruction.
"It's bone-breaking cold. This is not a special cold caused by snowy days, nor is it maintained by magic for a long time. It's just..."
Zhang Xuezhou moved his fingers on the gaps between the tomb chamber doors, and felt that the coldness brought by the gaps was even stronger.
He got closer, and when he sniffed hard with his nostrils, Zhang Xuezhou felt a faint smell coming from him, which made his eyelids twitch. Then he understood why the imperial court gave up setting up an ambush here.
"The Eryi Formation in Yangling must have been triggered. It is probably connected to the grave of tens of thousands of corpses in the prisoner's cemetery. Was it caused by Your Majesty's random intrusion? Or was he just thinking about dying together?"
Touching the tombs of the imperial mausoleum again, many things in Zhang Xuezhou's mind have been connected continuously.
He knew why the Empress Dowager was injured, why Zhi Bu Ning and Your Majesty did not come out of the imperial mausoleum, and why the imperial court did not station anyone here.
"This place needs to be filled with soil as soon as possible, and someone needs to suppress it!"
Feeling a trace of the evil spirit, Zhang Xuezhou immediately took a few steps away from the door of the tomb to avoid getting into trouble.
"The evil spirit is invisible. No matter how it is dealt with, there will definitely be a possibility of leakage. Whoever stays in this imperial mausoleum for a long time will be unlucky. Maybe one day he will encounter this life-threatening thing!"
Knowing the current situation of the Imperial Mausoleum, Zhang Xuezhou felt that his reasons for leaving Sima Ling were even more abundant.
Anyone who likes this place can go. If the new emperor does not move Zhang Xuezhou's home, Zhang Xuezhou will either have to seek a job promotion while being absent from work for a long time, or he can only change his appearance and come back to the court to seek a position. There will be no other choice.
