Liang Tong's face was expressionless, his eyes were scarlet, and he was approaching the three of them step by step.
The three of them only felt that the familiar face was becoming more and more unfamiliar. Even though his face was calm, it made people feel extremely majestic, and the majesty was mixed with ferocity, like an evil tiger that chooses people to eat.
"Liang, Liang Tong"
Aning's voice was trembling. She originally thought that Liang Tong would calm down after killing all those people, but now it seems that her thinking is a bit simple.
Liang Tong remained silent, but his body bowed slightly, like a tiger ready to attack.
The younger brother's expression suddenly changed, and he held a black gold ancient sword in front of the two of them. The next second, Liang Tong rushed towards the crowd.
Hula hula.
I saw Liang Wang's sword stopped above the little brother's head, and the black gold ancient sword in the little brother's hand was thrown aside by him.
"Why don't you resist?"
Liang Tong's eyes were scarlet. Although he looked scary, he was extremely conscious. After the younger brother threw away the knife, he immediately stopped swinging the sword.
"Can't beat you."
The little brother looked calm, it was obvious that he won the bet.
"That's not necessarily true. There are three of you."
Fatty and Aning were shocked. Fatty was shocked by Liang Tong's ruthlessness, while Aning felt bitter.
"Liang Tong! I have never resisted you."
Liang Tong's lips moved slightly, and he looked at his younger brother teasingly: "Now it's two versus two, you really have no chance of winning."
The younger brother shook his head: "Like Aning, I don't want to interfere with your actions."
"But just now you blocked his sword." Liang Tong pointed at the fat man: "There is only one rule in our clan. When it comes to killing people, everyone who blocks it is the enemy."
There is no room for mercy on the battlefield. During his years of fighting in the north and south, this habit has long been ingrained in his bones.
Even if he no longer charged into battle, this habit never changed, until a group of princes and nobles knew his taboos, but relied on the strength of their numbers, thinking that he would enforce the law and not punish the masses.
Since then, the princes and nobles in the Liang Kingdom have changed. The group of princes and nobles has completely disappeared before Liang Tong's eyes.
After that incident, the wild dogs in the mass graves had no worries about eating and drinking for three years, and they all became fat and strong. From then on, the world knew that King Liang was tyrannical.
"I don't know your family's rules, so I thought you were in an illusion." The little brother turned sideways, revealing the fat man behind him: "You continue to kill."
"What an injustice!"
The fat man suddenly became anxious. He didn't have time to think about what Aning said, and shouted loudly: "Brother, I see it's wrong. You didn't fall into an illusion, I did.
Besides, I didn’t know that your ancestors still had this rule. Those who don’t know are not guilty. Next time, next time you encounter this situation, Fatty, I will help you block the door as soon as possible to ensure that no enemy escapes. "
"Okay, I'll wait for the day when you block the door."
Liang Tong smiled slightly, put away his sword, and the scarlet in his eyes gradually faded. Although Iron Triangle's overall strength was not that good, his character was still worthy of his trust.
The three of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, although Liang Tong was going to kill someone if they disagreed, you can still save your life as long as you avoid disagreeing with him.
"Are those people dead?" Aning pointed to the rope thrown by Liang Tong at the door: "You won't string their heads together, will you?"
The fat man suddenly shuddered, was he playing so perverted?
Liang Tong glanced at Aning in surprise.
"Are you okay with this? You're so perverted, let's sleep in separate beds from now on."
Aning rolled his eyes: "As long as it's not a human head."
She could accept Liang Tong's bloodlust, but she really couldn't accept this.
"maybe."
The three of them all raised their heads and stared at Liang Tong, wondering if they were sure.
"You will know after you see it for yourselves."
Then the four of them walked to the stone door, and Liang Tong picked up the rope and pulled the things behind.
I saw the head strung on the rope covered with blue scales, with long green hair, fangs extending over ten centimeters from the mouth, and the cross section of the neck was covered with dense tentacles, and even kept Twisting, now staring at everyone with scarlet eyes.
Just when the fat man wanted to take a closer look, the head was supported on the ground by its hair and suddenly rushed towards the fat man. Liang Tong took precautions and kicked the head back.
"Fuck, what the hell is this."
The fat man jumped back. This thing is not as good as the dead head. At least the dead head can't bite people.
"I didn't know either. Seeing that there was no way out, those people opened the coffin in the tomb, and then these heads jumped out."
Liang Tong grabbed the head on the ground and tied its hair into a tight knot.
"This thing is quite evil. It can throw people on the face with just its hair. After biting the person to death, it can break the corpse's neck with its green hair. Once it is connected to the corpse's neck, , you can control the corpse."
Fatty and Aning were stunned.
"It sounds like the flying man in the novel to me." The fat man poked the little brother: "You are knowledgeable, do you know this stuff?"
"I seem to have some impression." The younger brother picked up a head and looked at it: "Liang Tong, your ancestors were able to build such a large tomb. Is there no record of such a thing?"
Before, when I was in the tomb of Liang Tong's family, I had some doubts. Logically speaking, such a large mausoleum would be guarded by some evil things, but his family's tomb was really too clean.
"No, my family's tomb was protected by the Feng Shui pattern of our ancestors. Except for our clan, even a corpse turtle cannot survive in the tomb."
The only chance of life is in my coffin, Liang Tong said in his heart.
"Until the past few decades, the Feng Shui pattern of our ancestors was damaged by unknown reasons, and I was unable to repair it. It was not safe to rely solely on those institutions, so I had no choice but to move out the family property, so our family did not deal with those evil things. records."
An Ning glanced at Liang Tong, he was really good at pretending, he had a nose and eyes, and he was so good at telling lies with his eyes open, no wonder he was in a high position.
"I can't remember it for a while, so I'd better go and have a look in the tomb."
Then a group of people passed through the stone gate. Aning and Fatty took a closer look, and their faces suddenly turned pale. They ran to the side and retched.
I saw twenty or thirty corpses lying in the tomb, and the pungent smell of blood rushed towards me. The floor of the tomb was stained red with blood, and many internal organs even flowed out of the body cavity.
"There really aren't any left." The younger brother's expression changed slightly. He had seen a lot of dead people, but he hadn't seen such fresh dead people for a while.
Liang Tong glanced around the tomb and said nonchalantly: "They are together. How can we enjoy happiness together and suffer alone when suffering."
"There's a mural there."
Liang Tong's eyes lit up and he pointed to the depths of the tomb. At that time, he was busy dealing with them and the heads, and he didn't really have time to observe the surrounding environment carefully.
The two ran over immediately.
"Oh my god, fat man, I think I've traveled all over the world and I've never seen anything like this, but today it was really a knife in the ass - it opened my eyes."
"You think you're the one." Aning wiped the corner of his mouth: "If they find out, hurry up."
"Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. Don't be blamed when there are blames, and don't be blamed when there are blames."
The fat man saw Aning running over, so he had no choice but to bow and run inside.
"Did you find anything?"
Liang Tong pointed to the mural: "Brother is studying it."
At this moment, the fat man also ran over in a dazed manner.
"Don't think about it. If there really is an underworld, do you think you, a tomb robber, can still survive?" Liang Tong waved his hand, even if revenge is not available to these people, it will not be their turn.
"I understand." The little brother turned to look at a few people: "This is razor clam."
"What is razor clam?"
"Look here." The little brother pointed to the murals on the wall: "The first mural says that a country was defeated one after another and the country was in danger. The king gave a decree to an alchemist.
In the second mural, the alchemist was doing some research, surrounded by various insects and people tied to wooden stakes. Finally, everything disappeared, leaving only a head. This should be the first A razor clam.
In the third mural, a headless corpse is lying on the ground. The alchemist is holding the razor clam in his arms, and then they are combined together. The change of the sun and the moon here means that after one day, the corpse finally comes to life.
In the fourth mural, a group of soldiers wearing weird armor are fighting with people. The armor only tightly wraps the head, neck and upper chest, and then passes through the armpits to fix them together. This team is victorious in every battle and is extremely fierce. , even if he is cut in half, he can still fight the enemy with his hands.
In the fifth mural, the alchemist removed the razor clam and replaced it with a corpse that was intact except for the head. At the same time, he took out a head and fed the brain to the razor clam, and the corpse suddenly came to life again. "
"Damn it, this is on par with Western capitalism. What those blue-eyed guys are playing is really what our ancestors played."
"Fat man, please don't interrupt." Liang Tong's eyes shone, and he was really strange with such fantastic thoughts: "Brother, please continue, something else must have happened later. The razor clams in the tomb don't need to be fed and raised by others. Change bodies.”
The little brother nodded and continued: "In the sixth mural, the king tasted the sweetness and ordered the production of razor clams in large quantities and continued to wage wars.
Those razor clams that survived the battle continued to eat brain marrow. Scales gradually grew on their faces and were no longer easily destroyed. They also grew fangs in their mouths and could suck brain marrow on their own. Their hair also turned blue. And extremely tough and sharp.
In the seventh mural, the alchemist saw that the razor clams had mutated and knew that this was an ominous sign. He told the king that he wanted to destroy these mutated razor clams. However, when the king saw that the mutated razor clams were even more powerful and domineering, he was not surprised. Anti-Happy, ordered to continuously feed the razor clam with brain marrow, instead of just doing activities to supply it.
The alchemist wanted to secretly destroy the razor clams, but was discovered by the king. The king saw that there were enough razor clams and he only needed to keep feeding them to transform them. In order to control the razor clams alone, the king ordered the alchemist to be hanged.
In the eighth mural, razor clams are rapidly undergoing alienation under deliberate feeding. In order to accelerate this change, the king constantly looks for the brains of various rare and exotic animals and feeds them to razor clams together. The effect is very significant, in razor clams' eyes. Scarlet light also filled the air.
At this point, the king's army of razor clams is invincible. Whenever they fight with the enemy, the brains of both their own and the enemy will fall into the mouth of razor clams.
In the last mural, a razor clam has black pupils in its scarlet eyes. I think this should mean that it has become sane. Then it starts sucking the brains of other razor clams crazily, but the king saw this razor clam. It's so magical that I'm reluctant to destroy it.
It wasn't until the razor clam slaughtered too many of its kind that the king began to feel sorry for his army, and then ordered the razor clam to be destroyed, but by this time it was already too late.
The scales on this razor clam's skin are already extremely hard, and the fangs on its mouth can easily penetrate a human skull. The green hair on its head is overwhelming. Even without a body, it can jump several feet with its hair. .
The most terrifying thing is that it no longer fights blindly, but actually runs away. "
Fatty and Aning looked shocked, while Liang Tong's eyes glowed green and his face was full of excitement.
The fat man said hesitantly: "Brother, tell the truth, have you been reading novels recently?"
The little brother shook his head: "That's what is recorded here. I seem to have heard of this kind of thing. In other stories, razor clam is just a flash in the pan and disappears quickly, so I don't have much impression."
"What happened in the end?"
Liang Tong was very excited. These ancient people could really create all kinds of weird things.
"It's gone." The little brother pointed to the mural: "This is the last one, the ones behind it were destroyed."
Liang Tong hurriedly ran to the ninth mural, and it turned out that the one behind it had been destroyed. It seemed that it had happened a long time ago.
