fifth form

Chapter 1075 Emperor Mausoleum
"My lords, why do I feel that something is a little abnormal tonight?"

"Lord Nao, do you think our relaxation tonight is abnormal?"

"Master Wei, these thieves move like the wind and know yin and yang. Few of them have been lost in our hands. They should continue to investigate at night!"

"Maybe they need a rest. After all, they have been making trouble for a long time."

"If we weren't afraid that the late Emperor's place would become too noisy, we would have captured these traitors and filled the prisoner's cemetery!"

"Catching a thief is a small matter, but violating the late emperor's taboo is a big deal. Don't be reckless in this matter!"

"Now that our Sima gates are wide open, they can't rest. This really pisses me off!"

There are many experts exploring Yangling, but there are also many court officials guarding Yangling, and they have even set up an ambush.

When the Jinchang operation arrived, these people couldn't help but feel a little lonely.

Zhang Xuezhou escaped from Yang Po in the middle of the night and flew to the vicinity of the imperial mausoleum, where he also found the court officials who were ambushing here.

He eavesdropped from a distance for a while, and finally felt that what these people said was of little value, and then began to wander around.

With the help of the map in the memory fragments of the craftsman Zhang Laogao, Zhang Xuezhou was not completely unfamiliar with Yangling.

As long as the real scene and the map corresponded to each other, he had a rough reference and knew how to enter the tomb. However, the dim light at night made it difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to observe carefully and forced him to move forward cautiously.

"Everyone, the late emperor slaughtered tens of thousands of prisoners. Is it possible for this kind of sacrifice to reverse the yin and yang?"

"It's been a year now, but we haven't seen anything strange yet!"

"Everyone has to be pregnant for ten months, let alone a sacrifice like His Majesty. You can just wait and see!"

"I wonder what His Majesty will look like when he comes back?"

"Actually, I'm not worried about the appearance. I'm more worried about the late emperor's mental problems. I've heard of this method of killing oneself before, but those who succeed will lose a lot of memory!"

"The bloodline pull must exist, as long as the late emperor can recognize His Majesty, that's enough!"

……

Zhang Xuezhou checked around, and when he returned to the vicinity of the imperial mausoleum, the lurking court experts were still discussing in low voices.

Compared to the previous incident of catching a thief, everyone was talking about Emperor Jing this time.

"Isn't he dead yet?"

The low voices of the ministers made Zhang Xuezhou somewhat understand why King Huainan wanted Jinchang to handle this matter.

One may have a back-up plan, while the other is also cautiously guarding against any unexpected possibility.

"The only unlucky one is Prince Liang!"

Zhang Xuezhou recalled the fate battle between Emperor Jing, King Liang, and King Huainan, and felt that these people at the top of power could indeed accomplish many things that normal monks could not accomplish.

He glanced at the cemetery where tens of thousands of prisoners were buried, and then looked at the clean and tidy imperial mausoleum, which could even be called solemn and solemn. The change in his heart was indescribable for a moment.

For these people at the top, life may be just a number, or it may be just a simple price to pay to achieve their goals.

Even if the outcome is uncertain, these people will go ahead and do it.

This also caused huge differences between monks, and even broke away from the concept of normal monks.

Zhang Xuezhou thought in his mind, Yang Po shuttled through the gaps in the stone door, and continued to follow the map to penetrate into the imperial mausoleum. When the dark wind blew by, Zhang Xuezhou felt his body go cold, and Yang Po seemed to have fallen into an ice cave.

At the same time, he felt countless pairs of eyes scanning towards him.

"Wangwang~"

The area covered by the imperial mausoleum is extremely large, and a palace with corridors and eaves is built within it.

Unlike the tomb of King Liang, which relied entirely on the mountain, the size of Emperor Jing's tomb is like that of Chang'an City.

There are Weiyang Palace, Changle Palace, arsenals, moats, various entrance gates, and countless "human" and "animal" things.

Compared with Chang'an City, the building area of ​​the Imperial Tomb is undoubtedly much smaller.But as long as you fly to an altitude of more than [-] meters to look at Chang'an City, and shrink the landscape in your sight, you will see what the layout of Emperor Jingdi's tomb looks like.

Each of these imitates everything in Chang'an City, but each one is much smaller than the normal appearance.

For example, the pottery warriors placed throughout the imperial mausoleum are only about [-] centimeters tall, and the pottery dogs, pottery pigs, pottery horses and other objects are also scaled down.

But these clay sculptures seem to have been given another kind of life in the imperial mausoleum.

With Zhang Xuezhou deliberately keeping a distance, many imperial experts did not notice the whereabouts of his flying soul, but in the imperial mausoleum, Tao Gou was already alert.

Following the barking of a dog, Zhang Xuezhou felt the noisy barking of thousands of pottery dogs placed in the tomb.

If an ordinary monk escapes from Yang Po and sneaks in to investigate, the barking of a dog will make Yang Po's soul confused and even disperse.

"No wonder Jinchang didn't do this job himself. If he doesn't do something like this, he could be seriously injured or even die!"

A floating light swept across Zhang Xuezhou's Yang Soul, and his Yang Soul quickly solidified.

The flesh-like body quickly blocked the barking of dogs, and the pottery pigs, pottery horses, and pottery figurines, whose sensitivity was inferior to that of pottery dogs, did not even have time to react.

When Zhang Xuezhou's yang soul was transformed and solidified, these dead objects no longer made any sound that affected his soul.

"This doesn't seem to be entirely a method to target tomb robbers!"

No one would create thousands of pottery dogs, pottery pigs, pottery figurines, etc. in order to prevent the monks from using their yang soul to peek. This should be just a side effect.

As if wandering in Lilliput, Zhang Xuezhou's body was floating and moving towards the imperial mausoleum.

He is not afraid of ordinary means against the soul, but he also possesses the ability to fly without touching the ground.

This allowed him to bypass quite a few anti-theft minefields.

After crossing the outer area of ​​pottery figurines and dogs in the Imperial Tomb, and stepping into the inner city gate, you will arrive at the imperial palace in the Imperial Tomb.

Zhang Xuezhou followed Dong Zhongshu to the imperial palace and knew the detailed layout from the entrance to Weiyang Palace and other places.

Several pottery figurines were placed on the inner city gate in a patrolling state, and they were even equipped with real swords, bows and arrows.

"Why are these pottery figurines made like Li Mo? That one looks a bit like Cheng Bushi, and that one seems to be what Taiwei Zhou looked like when he was young..."

On top of the city tower, there are pottery figurines that look almost the same as Li Guang, there are pottery figurines that look like Cheng Bushi, and there are pottery figurines that look like the young Taiwei Zhou.

Zhang Xuezhou stared at it for a long time, and then he walked wanderingly until he had a clear general observation.

But before he could cross the Sima Gate, Zhang Xuezhou felt a stream of light fly out from behind the pottery figurine that looked similar to Li Guang.

Before Zhang Xuezhou could react, Yang Po's body had already been penetrated by the stream of light.

He looked at the pierced heart, and then glanced at the black arrowhead that landed in the distance.

"The arms seem to be equipped with reed crossbow arrows. This kind of pottery figurine not only seems to have the appearance of General Li Guang, but also has some similar abilities!"

If you don't take into account the huge difference in normal strength, this pottery figurine that looks very much like Li Guang undoubtedly gives Zhang Xuezhou the feeling of being able to withstand top-level archery skills at close range.

For many of the deceased who were hit by Li Guang's arrow, dying inexplicably or being able to see but not be able to escape is an experience.

As one of the few survivors under Li Guang's archery skills, the feeling described by the Huli Demon King was very similar to Zhang Xuezhou's current feeling.

However, Li Guang's attack on the Tiger Power Demon King was a matter of hard power, while this pottery figurine relied mainly on curare poison.

For Yang Po, whose form is entirely constructed from mana, physical attacks cannot bring harm.

Zhang Xuezhou stroked his chest slightly, and the hole that had been shot through suddenly returned to normal.

He raised his body a little higher, completely ignoring the slightly swaying Li Guang pottery figurine, Cheng Bu Shi pottery figurine and Zhou Taiwei pottery figurine, who were as dumb as a chicken, not even aware of Zhang Xuezhou's intrusion.

Passing through the Sima Gate, Zhang Xuezhou came directly to the center of the imperial mausoleum.

A Weiyang Palace that is nearly three times smaller than normal.

(End of this chapter)