"Old Han! Old Li! There are some young people outside, saying they are here to see you!"
Outside the imperial mausoleum, on the ground, Li Chongxi and Lao Han were coordinating the work of various departments.
During the heavy rain, someone came running to report to Li Chongxi.
Old Han glanced sideways at Li Chongxi: "Did you hire a consultant again?"
Old Han knew a thing or two about Li Chongxi's abilities, and coupled with the performance of Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong today, Old Han knew even more that Li Chongxi was not simple.
Li Chongxi frowned and shook his head, wondering who was looking for him.
When asked, the person who brought the message replied: "They said they are Mr. Yan's friends."
"oh."
Li Chongxi nodded. During the earthquake yesterday, Li Chongxi had met several of Yan Shouyi's friends and knew that they were not simple either.
So Li Chongxi waved his hand and let them in first.
Although he only allowed Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong to enter the imperial mausoleum, it would not be a problem for the others if they wanted to wait at the exit.
After a while, Long Feicheng, Wang Jichang and Weng Qianxiang, who were holding umbrellas, walked on the muddy road to Li Chongxi.
Li Chongxi looked at the three of them and said in turn: "The credit card person, the leather painter, and you..."
Long Feicheng thought for a while, Wang Jichang and Weng Qianxiang both had titles, but he didn't. How embarrassing he was.
So he gave himself a title and said with his head held high: "I am the successor of socialism."
Li Chongxi: "..."
Everyone's eyelids jumped wildly.
"Ahem!" Wang Ji, who was a little more serious, coughed and said, "Senior Li, Yan Shouyi..."
"They have entered the imperial mausoleum," Li Chongxi replied, "but you can't go in for the time being."
Wang Ji nodded. In fact, he was the most disciplined person in the entire team except Yan Shouyi. As long as Li Chongxi said he couldn't enter, he would never go in.
"But you can wait here. There is a tent nearby. Sit and rest." Li Chongxi greeted.
The three of them came to the tent to take shelter from the rain, and Li Chongxi went to work again.
Long Feicheng carefully looked at Li Chongxi from behind and whispered: "He is Li Genmiao's biological father? Brother Yan seems to respect him very much, but why does he look like an ordinary person?"
"Don't talk nonsense." Wang Ji reminded him.
Long Feicheng closed his mouth for no more than three seconds, then spoke again: "Luo Ning, A Gong and the others should be arriving soon, right?"
After Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong entered the imperial mausoleum this morning, Long Feicheng contacted Luo Ning and others and found that everyone was near Chang'an, so he simply called everyone together.
The corpse chaser Luo Ning, the paper maker A Gong, the juggler He Xiping, and the horseman Zhao Yiyao.
They are all descendants of folk sects and are also Yan Shouyi's most reliable partners. When they learned that Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong had entered the imperial mausoleum, they rushed over as soon as possible.
It is estimated that they will arrive at the imperial mausoleum in less than half an hour.
Half an hour later, Li Chongxi led four people over, it was Luo Ning and the others!
Since everyone separated in Longhu Mountain, they have been looking for the successors of the folk sect according to the list of folk sects given by Weng Qianxiang, so they have not seen each other since they came down the mountain.
Now that good friends met again, they were naturally a little sad. Long Feicheng even ran to Luo Ning, pinched his biceps and said:
"Luo Ning, do you think I've gained a lot of weight recently?"
Luo Ning stretched out her hand and squeezed it, nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "It's gotten a lot stronger. Your body is now perfect for refining corpses."
"……excuse me."
In society, I, Sister Luo, am ruthless and don’t talk much!
Long Feicheng was frightened at first, and then chatted with Luo Ning with a smile, as if he didn't believe that Luo Ning would really turn him into a zombie.
A Gong spoke less, but he was still very happy to see his good friends. Everyone first shared what they had seen and heard recently, but the topic soon shifted to their common friend - Yan Shouyi.
Wang Ji went to said: "Lao Yan is in the imperial mausoleum now. I wonder if he has encountered any danger or difficulty."
"Is there any need to think about this?" Luo Ning snorted, "Where Yan Shouyi is, Danger may be late, but he will never be absent."
Everyone was speechless because what Luo Ning said was true.
However, no one thought about separating from Yan Shouyi because of his "danger-attracting" physique.
Zhao Yiyao said: "How about I let Huang Sipi sneak down quietly to take a look?"
"It's better to say goodbye. Senior Li looks very difficult to deal with." He Xiping shook his head and said.
Unable to enter the imperial mausoleum, everyone had to wait outside.
Long Feicheng was bored with waiting and planned to ask He Xiping to go to the corner to smoke and pee.
After the earthquake, the imperial mausoleum has long been in dilapidated condition, like an unfinished construction site, and no one is so particular about it.
The two of them came to the corner. Long Feicheng held a cigarette in his mouth and opened the gate to release the water. He hummed: "Although I didn't manage to shit on the emperor's head, I did pee at least. I can do this." Blow for a year.”
He Xiping laughed.
Just as the two were zipping up and preparing to go back, He Xiping suddenly saw something falling from the sky.
"This is……"
When he walked in, he thought it was a plastic bag, but instead it was a paper man with eyes dotted on it.
"Paper man? Ah Gong! Your paper man sneaked out!" Long Feicheng turned around and shouted.
Agong poked his head out of the tent and looked at Long Feicheng and He Xiping in confusion: "What paper man?"
"Isn't this paper man yours?" He Xiping asked, holding up the paper man.
A Gong shook his head.
If it were a paper man made by himself, he would be able to recognize it at a glance. From such a long distance, Ah Gong could still see the difference in craftsmanship.
Wang Jixiang frowned when he heard the noise.
His expression suddenly changed, and he shouted to He Xiping and Long Feicheng: "Throw away that paper man!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the paper man in He Xiping's hand suddenly turned his eyes and came to life!
Each of its hands showed a bright dagger and stabbed He Xiping directly!
He Xiping also instantly sensed the approaching danger, immediately let go of his hand, turned around and spit out blazing fire, engulfing the paper man!
Long Feicheng jumped aside and exclaimed in shock: "What is going on!"
He Xiping shouted: "Xiaolong, this paper man is not afraid of fire. Quickly draw your sword and kill it!"
After all, Long Feicheng had been following everyone for such a long time, so he still had some reflexes. He immediately pulled out the Caiwei sword behind him and cut the paper man in half with one strike.
Everyone was shocked and looked at each other, wondering where this paper man came from.
Only Wang Ji stayed awake and said in a deep voice:
"We met Li Genmiao's men in Chang'an Ghost Market."
It’s the New Xuanshan Sect! ?
Everyone's hearts skipped a beat, and they knew what was going on.
Li Genmiao is also planning to visit Qin Shihuang's mausoleum, and judging from this paper figure, their people may have already arrived near the emperor's mausoleum...
