Five thousand sarcophagi.
no more, no less.
Several people walked through every corner of the tunnel. When they walked out of the cave, the sky was full of sunset and it was evening.
The setting sun in May also brought warmth, dispelling the coldness brought from the tunnel on several people.
The old man put out the torch and threw it away, with his hands on his hips, as if comforting his grandchildren, more like comforting himself, "Grandpa is very happy! Wangbai and the others are like monkeys in the village, going up the mountains to hunt birds and going down to the rivers to fish. The six- or seven-year-old babies are still playing like crazy, they must be enjoying their life now! Don’t you think so?”
Grandpa is not sad at all!
Grandpa will take good care of them from now on!
The child has suffered for hundreds of years just to meet his grandfather in the future!
Tianbao squinted and looked at the sky, where the setting sun was gradually sinking, emitting the last bit of warm light to the world.
She curved her lips and smiled.
Grandpa Poison is right, you should be happy.
Wangbai, Quartz, Mo Cang, and all the divine soldiers have experienced suffering in the world, and have been trapped in darkness and coldness, just like she once was.
But they have all stepped through those past and come out.
After the long darkness, the clouds are clearing, and there is always a warm light ahead.
"We searched all the places in the cave and found something like this." Bai Yu twisted a small square-shaped iron particle in his hand between his two fingers and faced the sunset, distracting the attention and emotions of several people. "How to deal with it?"
When Grandpa Du saw that thing, he no longer felt any hurt at all. Chun Beiqiu pretended to be relieved. His triangular eyes stood upright, as if he were looking at an enemy. "Kill it to death! Cut it into pieces with a thousand knives! At least chop it down." Into a hundred yuan!”
The corner of Yang Zhi's mouth twitched. He couldn't cut something the size of his little finger into a hundred pieces, not to mention that it was not tofu but solid iron, but he thought that Platinum Master and Tianbao Gold Master should have this ability.
He doesn't speak, he just looks.
They found this thing in the largest sarcophagus in the innermost part of the cave. At that time, there was an old piece of yellow paper under the iron particles that turned into powder when touched, with a line of words written on it - waist eye button, which can be made by hitting the magic weapon. move.
The meaning of the word "brake" should be to make the magic weapon unable to move again.
At that time, the old man scolded him. Instead of doing good things for the people of the Divine Weapon tribe, he taught them how to restrain the Divine Weapon! Is there something wrong with the ancestors of the Mo family? I want him to turn into scrap metal and dream!
Wheat Sui and Su Wu also looked at the waist button with very unkind eyes.
In the village, they stayed with the magic soldiers all day long. Seventy-seven eighty-nine they liked to play in the water. They had all seen them jumping shirtless in the river. Seventy-seven eighty-nine had a tiny baby around their waists. of groove.
At that time, I didn't understand why the Divine Soldier had such a small flaw in his body, but now I finally understand that it turned out to be the Achilles' heel.
Tianbao took the iron pellet over and flew towards Houhai. Using the strength of his wrist, he threw the iron pellet into the sea and watched with his own eyes as the deep blue water swallowed it up.
The divine weapons are also under her wings.
When he came back, Bai Yu, the old man, Wheat Sui, and Su Wu were all waiting where they were, with clear faces.
"Let's go, everything is done, you can go home." Tianbao curled up the corner of his mouth.
Yang Zhi, "Wait, I -"
Several people looked at him.
"..." Yang Zhi took a step back, swallowed, and smiled, "Everyone, um, now that the matter is done, should we settle the bill before leaving?"
Being stared at by several people, he actually panicked and felt weak at his feet.
Because he stayed with a few people and learned more and more secrets, especially the fatal weakness of the magic weapon. Now, except for the five people in front of him, he is the only outsider in the world who knows the truth.
He was afraid that he would be killed and silenced.
But you have to take your own money!
After Yang Zhi finished speaking, he tried his best to keep his eyes open and appear calm. He didn't want others to see that he was weak at the moment, so as not to be priced out.
Bai Yu burst out laughing, took out a silver note from his arms and slapped it over, "Uncle Yang, you are looking down on us. We don't bother to kill people to keep secrets. This is two hundred taels of gold. Just a little more, and all the banks in the Central Plains can cash it."
A light silver note, two hundred taels of gold, stamped with the seal of the Bai family and the seal of the killing palace.
It's heavy in the hand.
Yang Zhi held the banknotes and looked at the backs of the five people walking towards the sunset. He felt ashamed for his doubts just for a moment, but after a moment he raised his lips and smiled.
Having been around for decades and seeing countless people of all kinds, he considers himself to be quite capable of discerning people.
After spending several months together, he actually knew the temperament of these people very well, and he trusted them in his heart.
But after too much experience, as a result of habit, I can't help but assume the worst about people.
This is his villain's heart, but it is also a realistic way of dealing with the world.
Yang Zhi turned around and walked home briskly.
This place is only five miles away from home.
It seems that he has been traveling for more than half a year, and he doesn't know how he is doing at home.
He smiled and looked towards Luosong Village. From a distance, he could see the smoke rising in the dusk, which made people feel heart-warming.
Before his smile fell, a gust of wind suddenly hit him behind him. When Yang Zhi regained consciousness, he was already in mid-air.
He was held up from left to right and flew up, "..."
We are still old acquaintances, Mr. Bai and Mr. Su.
"Don't you two regret it and want to get the banknote back from me?" Yang Zhi sighed, looked at the sky, and gave up the struggle.
"What's wrong with you? Something happened in your village!" A wisp of smoke flew past, leaving the little old man shouting loudly.
Yang Zhi, "..."
From a high position, one can clearly see the scene five miles away at a glance.
Yang Zhi's expression suddenly changed.
What I saw just now was smoke, it was black smoke from the village being set on fire! In a matter of moments, the entire house was on fire, and black smoke billowed in the sky!
His parents, wife and children are all in the village, and there are more than two hundred villagers in the whole village!
As the distance quickly approached, one could already hear the sharp cries and screams in the village.
Someone is attacking Luosong Village!
"Mr. Bai, Mr. Su, everyone! Please save me from Luosong Village. I beg you. I will return the two hundred taels of gold tickets to you immediately without taking any money. I also have more than a hundred taels of savings and I will give them all to you——... …”
boom!
Yang Zhi was thrown to the ground, and the words "we" were the sound of breath coming out when he fell to the ground.
The person holding him had already rushed forward.
There were five people in total, not a single superfluous word was said.
Not far ahead, in an open space near the village entrance, a group of burly men carrying big swords gathered all the villagers of Luosong Village together. Their voices were fierce, "I won't shed tears until I see the coffin! Where are the people Yang Zhi and he brought back? Since you If you don’t want to tell me, I will send you down to wait for him!”
Yang Zhi saw his father, mother, wife and children among the horrified villagers. The four of them huddled together in fear. His eyes instantly turned red, he stood up and rushed over there, "Get off here -"
"Get off your grandma! Grandpa will send you down first to reunite with your eighteen generations of ancestors! Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie!" The figure of the little old man changed from emptiness to reality, and he stamped down on the big man carrying the knife with the sole of his shoe.
The intruders, numbering more than thirty, instantly fell to the ground unable to resist.
Yang Zhi failed to stop the car and stumbled over the fallen man, falling straight in front of his parents, wife and children.
He raised his head and looked at the silent family members, "..."
