Chapter 454: Stay
To be honest, in front of the gate of the God King's Tomb, the onlookers had not had enough to watch. The ghost general who was the gatekeeper of King Qi gave King Li, that is, General Tiance a sword.
ruthless!
This gatekeeper ghost general can be regarded as an old man here. A person who can speak well with the ghost king, but he was killed after arguing with King Li for a few words - this is really - too domineering.
His Royal Highness King Li, General Tiance, is worthy of being one of the powerful forces in the Tomb of the God King. A mixed crowd in front of the door glanced at the ghost-faced man under the umbrella, and many even secretly made up their minds to follow His Highness King Li.
"Your Highness! Your Highness, I have practiced the strange and obscene skills of Hehuan Sect, and I want to follow Your Highness!"
"We also want to follow His Highness!"
Even Lu Zijian, who was on the other side of the Rakshasa Ghost General, felt that King Li had an extraordinary bearing. What makes him feel strange is how does this ghost-faced man give him such a familiar feeling?
Although the ghost mask has restrictions engraved on it, which can achieve the camouflage effect of changing his appearance, Lu Zijian still feels that every move of King Li is very familiar.
The crowd began to get agitated, but King Li did not directly express his position. King Li stood on a high place, looked far away, and said with his hands behind his back: "Everyone knows the rules. Only those who have made military exploits for His Majesty outside are eligible to enter the gods." The king’s tomb, this rule cannot be changed, so it disappoints all the brothers who were optimistic about the king.”
After saying that, the Ghost-Faced Man waved his sleeves and wanted to leave, but the crowd was already so crowded that the Ghost-Faced Man's cavalry was unable to move for a while.
"Spread out! Spread out!"
Dai Jia waved his riding crop and said fiercely: "Anyone who blocks the road again will die!"
He doesn't need to win over people's hearts, he is just a thug working for the Ghostfaced Man.
However, the turmoil caused by King Li did not subside so easily. The demons and monsters all wanted to squeeze into the tomb of the God King. Many people seized the opportunity to impress King Li or directly declared their intention to follow King Li.
Among them, there are many people who pretend to be fake, because this King Li will not discriminate against those who have no reputation.
Since there are people who pretend to be fake, then there are also situations that make Dai Jia most worried.
That's the assassin who just stabs people without saying a word.
Someone suddenly got angry, holding two cold thorns in his hand, and without saying a word, he stabbed King Li in the back.
"There is an assassin! Escort!"
Daiga was shocked, but he only had time to shout.
The ghost-faced man stood with his hands behind his back, but he sneered and clenched his fists.
However, he did not take action. Lu Zijian, whose pseudonym was Jiansan, lightly scolded and drew his sword. With a light body and strong steps, he raised the sword and then touched the assassin's armpit.
Cheng Yaojin came out halfway, and he was extremely fast. He was obviously a master swordsman. Although the assassin had great martial arts skills, it was impossible for him to block the sword with his body.
So the assassin had to twist on his toes and spin in a circle to avoid the sword edge.
Even so, it was too late to turn to the ghost-faced man.
"Suffer death!"
Unexpectedly, there was another cold light coming from behind. The assassin was so angry that he thrust back to block, and immediately fought with Lu Zijian.
At this time, Dai Jia and other subordinates naturally reacted and surrounded them with swords. The ghost-faced man still stood outside the encirclement with his hands behind his back, watching the two fighting indifferently.
The two of them were flying around in the field, and for a moment Lu Zijian was in an inseparable fight with the opponent's lightning-fast cold thorn.
When the two of them were holding weapons together, Lu Zijian suddenly whispered: "One of you, slap me, and I will let you use my strength to escape, otherwise you will die here."
The man was masked, but he didn't know who he was. He hesitated for a moment, and knew that it was impossible to assassinate the ghost-faced man today, so he gave Lu Zijian a hard look.
He really hit the palm, but with the force of Lu Zijian, he flew out of the crowd unexpectedly, and then smoke burst out from the crowd. It seemed that he was covered by his accomplices.
Lu Zijian received the palm, but he retreated dozens of steps and vomited blood, laughing miserably. It turned out that the other party was resentful and was ruthless.
He smiled bitterly and was speechless, but it was true that
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It’s just that he’s blocking other people’s way - it’s just that he has his own things to do... this matter...
He glanced back and barely saw the vague shadow of a ghost-faced man standing in front of him.
Why should he block this assassin's sneak attack for him?
It was because the moment he clearly saw the Ghost-Faced Man clenching his fist, he knew that the assassin's sneak attack had been discovered, and his intuition told him that if the Ghost-Faced Man took action, the assassin would never survive.
His eyelids gradually became heavy, and a strong sense of sleepiness filled his head. Lu Zijian, or Jian San, gradually fainted.
——
When he woke up again, he was already in a newly built high-gate compound in the main city of the God King's Tomb.
Being able to live in such a spectacular building in the main city shows that its owner is very noble.
Jian San woke up with a splitting headache, but there were monster slaves serving him, a somewhat handsome maid, and when he asked how many cats they were.
Jian San stared at the cat ears on their heads with some curiosity, then shook his head and said nothing, and drank the herbs brought by the servant.
This medicine is not an ordinary herbal medicine, but an expensive elixir. After Jian San drank a few doses, he basically improved a lot, and soon he was able to walk freely.
At this time, he also received the summons, and immediately walked away with his sword behind his back. The boy leading the way saw it but stopped talking.
There is a reason why the courtyard is so big. From the side room to the side room of the main hall, he walked through hundreds of steps of the inner courtyard and a pond that was large enough to form a small lake on its own.
He sighed in his heart: Is this the tomb of the God-King that is rumored to be mysterious and dark?
Sure enough, after walking into the side compartment, I saw a "big man" wearing a brand new black suit that was no different from a shroud sitting in it. Judging from his face, he must be a ghost. He was drinking a fresh tea made from brown insects.
And there were several other unknown monsters and monsters who were summoned here just like him.
"This is the captain of our Highness's residence and also our general manager."
After the waiter introduced me, he went to greet me with a low eyebrow.
Jian San raised his eyes and took a look.
The steward had an insect stuck to the corner of his mouth and it was still crawling, so he took it off and chewed it - Jian San watched him finish the drink with an expressionless face, but in fact he felt disgusted for a long time. He leaned over and stood with his hands in hand, looking very reserved and respectful.
"Meet the adults!"
"Um……"
Dai Jia responded in a low voice. Now, he is already full of dignity and behaves like a big boss. How can he still look like a small soldier in the beginning?
So even if he sits there and doesn't speak, he can make the atmosphere tense.
The few people standing in the side compartment immediately seemed embarrassed, but only Jian San remained firm and motionless.
Naturally, Jian San can be regarded as Nan Xia's half-disciple. His status has risen rapidly, and he is no longer the embarrassed young ranger he was back then.
After a while.
Dai Jia raised his eyelids and glanced at the few people standing, who again bent down and handed over.
Finally, Dai Jia's eyes fell on Jian San and the sword on his back.
"Did you know that swords are not allowed in the palace?"
As soon as he said this, a dozen or twenty Yin soldiers appeared from the shadowed corners of the room and surrounded the people whose expressions suddenly changed.
Of course, the main target is still Kensan, but this kid seems to be unmoved, even though he is already trapped in a tight siege.
He cupped his hands and said: "Replying to your lord, I really don't know. But I have always had a principle: where the sword is, the man is dead, and when the sword dies, the man dies."
Dai Jia squinted his eyes and looked at the unmoved Jian San for a while, then suddenly raised his hands and laughed and said: "Okay, okay, you are very good. No wonder the master appreciates you and expresses mercy to allow you to carry weapons in the palace."
Then this powerful man waved his hand, and the dozens of Yin soldiers turned into black water and retreated into the darkness.
"He stays and the others can go."
Dai Jia waved his hands and fiddled with his teapot again.
The others looked at each other, they hadn't spoken yet, how could they be driven away like this?
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"Sir..." Someone spoke and tried to stay, but Dai Jia's eyes glared: "You guys are all incompetent people who have no ability and came in through connections to try to get free food!
Do you think I don’t know about those little tricks you do? Letting you go now is to give you a way out. Go home and remember the mercy of our Highness, King Li, and let you stay in the tomb of the God King.
roll! "
Dai Jia showed off his power and scolded several people until they were pissed off. He didn't dare to say anything more and immediately left in panic.
Only Jian San was left in the room, and Dai Jia snorted: "I don't know how to appreciate someone."
"Oh, you are still here." Dai Jia still respects the talents that the master expresses his appreciation for: "From now on, you will be a dog next to His Highness King Li. Remember, without His Highness's approval, you will never It’s absolutely impossible to stay.”
Jian San cursed in his heart, but he could only say: "My lord, that's right -" Then he took out a paper-wrapped herb from his arms and presented it with both hands.
"what is this?"
Dai Jia seems to be bored. He may not know that his expression and demeanor at this moment are not much different from those rootless people serving the emperor in the Central Plains Imperial City.
Jian San said neither humble nor arrogantly: "Yinhua Sunflower Water Root."
Only then did Dai Jia turn his head and take a look: "Oh? How old is it?"
Jian San said in a low voice: "Only five hundred years."
"Five hundred years!"
Dai Jia realized that he was a little out of character, but he still suppressed his excitement and calmly accepted the pair of Yin Hua Kui water roots with excellent ghost bodies.
"I accepted it on behalf of His Highness."
"--yes."
Dai Jia then nodded with satisfaction. Originally, he was quite disdainful because the other party was a human, but this human boy is quite good at getting things done, which is also commonly known as the Taoist!
People who are on the road have a future, so Dai Jia also looked up to him. As the saying goes, eating people's soft lips and short hands are short-handed. Dai Jia also smiled and changed his previous attitude, took out a booklet and handed it over: "The above It’s a vacancy in our family, you can choose one yourself.”
Jian San took the booklet, read it for a long time, and gradually frowned.
"What, you're not satisfied yet?"
Dai Jia asked.
"I don't dare!" Jian San raised his hand and said, "It's just that, my lord, I admire His Highness King Li's heroic demeanor, so I am willing to follow His Highness.
I don't really care about fame, wealth or anything like that. I just want to follow His Highness wholeheartedly, whether it's fighting for His Highness or blocking a gun, no matter what! "
Dai Jia's expression changed at this time. He stared at Jian San for a long time with bulging eyes. He laughed and said: "I really underestimated your ambition, kid. That's all. Just be His Highness's personal black water guard. As for what you can do Which level you reach depends on your future performance!
Go down. "
Jian San then stepped back.
Wait until Jian San goes far away.
Suddenly there was no wind and the door closed automatically.
Daijia anxiously moved his butt away from the chair and stood aside.
It turns out that there is a door behind the table, and a handsome man wearing ordinary clothes, but looking carefully, it is all silk and satin, floats out.
There is a ghost mask on his face that is terrifying and awe-inspiring.
"Master, this is the five-hundred-year-old sunflower root that this boy brought..."
"Thank you."
"——Thank you, Master. May you be blessed and safe."
"No, you've had a hard time."
"Hehehe, master, no matter how hard you work, it's worth it."
"How is this boy?"
"...I don't know, I just think that I am more reliable than anyone else."
"You've finally made some progress."
"Hehehe, thank you for the compliment, Master."
"That's all, whether it's black or white, you'll know after more time, so just stay with me for the time being."
"His life is good, and he can stay by his master's side. That's something that even a lot of money can't buy."
"Okay, shut up, you sycophant."
(End of chapter)
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