lethal arsenal

Chapter 258 The emperor takes turns, whose house will he go to this year?
The wheels left two clear traces in the snow, spreading deep into the snow-capped mountains... The wind and snow were like knives, but they were blocked by a black curtain.

The Wu family is one of the tycoons in Guangdong, a wealthy family, and the masters of thirteen industries.

If we really talk about it, unless the imperial court gives him a powerful governor from the south, no one else would be willing to change him.

But for the Wu family, the carriage convoy they drove out was ordinary. From the outside, they looked like ordinary people. Except for a steam lantern hanging to indicate their identity, there was nothing outstanding about it.

Lin Dong and Ma Xinyi shared the same ride, and the Lu family's twin sisters shared the same ride.

The rest of the Wu family servants, as well as Lin Dong's two followers, Zheng Dongshan and Liu Jinji, were another car.

Among the convoy, the interior decoration of this car is really eye-catching.

I don’t know if it’s due to Taoism or Western alchemy.

The space inside the carriage is almost the size of half a bedroom.

The layout is extremely simple. Apart from a bed, it is an experimental table covered with various equipment.

When he first looked at it, Lin Dong thought it was a hydraulic machine tool.

"Do you know Nikola Tesla? The leader of this generation of America, he is the brave man who brought out electromagnetic bacteria from the incredible realm, or something similar to the ancient city of R'lyeh... A violent revolution is happening on the other side of the ocean. Changes beyond our imagination... Electromagnetic bacteria have great potential to replace Europa's gears and steam. And the latter is still immersed in the carnival and unaware..."

"This is the model of the [amplifier transmitter], this is the cultivation device of electromagnetic bacteria..."

"This and this, when put together, can emit a voltage of up to one million volts. In other words, lightning... There are rumors on Longhu Mountain that there are Taoists who can split thunder from the palm of their hands, but compared with this, they are nothing to mention..."

"This means that there may have been someone on the other side of the ocean. No, not maybe, but definitely! Someone who can control thunder and lightning must have appeared. We are too behind."

Ma Xinyi was sitting on a black stone chair, holding a notebook in one hand. Behind him were intertwined light arc currents and rich blue-purple thunder liquid.

The voices coming from his two different heads sounded in unison, and they matched perfectly.

There is a strange-shaped black iron tower on the experimental platform like a hydraulic machine tool, which is as high as a palm, but the lightning behavior it releases is exaggerated.

This kind of rolling blue-purple thunder slurry, not to mention demons and ghosts, even a martial artist at the level of Gangjin may not be able to take two more hits.

Lin Dong believed that he now deserved to be number one in the world, but at this moment, when he looked at Ma Xinyi, he seemed to be looking at another god.

To a certain extent, Ma Xinyi reached a height that Lin Dong had never thought of.

What exactly did he experience in the environment of the ancient city of Raleye?
Is he still Ma Xinyi?
At one end of the experimental table is a glass cover. Inside the cover are arranged several black mushrooms that look like starfish and can breathe and take in oxygen.

"This is electromagnetic bacteria!"

As soon as he entered the door, Ma Xinyi introduced him to Lin Dong with a proud look on his face.

As expected, he saw an indescribable look of shock on Lin Dong's face.

The electromagnetic bacteria under the glass cover send a black liquid into the pipe made of inkstone through breathing.

The other end of the pipe is connected to the black iron tower.The iron tower was covered with blue and purple plasma, and the reason why these wanton currents did not destroy everything was due to a large floating copper ball on the top of the iron tower.

It may not be copper. Lin Dong speculated about this bright yellow sphere, but it was obviously not gold. His mind drifted far away for a moment...

A poet in Europa once said: "Entering Tesla's laboratory is equivalent to entering hell."

Any beating arc can chop a Spartan-like warrior into charcoal.

"And my place is a small hell. This batch of lightning rule instruments is the confidence of the Wu family to become the master of the Thirteen Lines."

Wu Pinghu, with white beard fluttering on Ma Xinyi's shoulders, said proudly.

"This world is undergoing rapid changes, Yuanjue, can you understand what I mean?"

Ma Xinyi handed over the notes and said.

Lin Dong subconsciously took it and opened it to see a black and white photo inside.

The owner of the photo is a bit eye-catching.

In the black and white background, there is a young man dressed in a python robe. He has an majestic appearance, long hair flowing down the back of his head, a fair face, full of heaven, especially a pair of eyes, as if pregnant with dots of starlight...

The foreman is the military minister.

奕！

The actual supporter of the Hunan Army.

It is rumored that he has been named Prince Gong in the posthumous edict.

Next to the photo, there are a few lines of writing with iron paintings and silver hooks, pointing out the young man's identity and various past deeds.

Aixinjueluo Yi, the master of Ledao Hall, the half-brother of Xianfeng, the sixth son of Emperor Daoguang, mastered the three languages ​​of Mongolian, Manchu and Chinese, followed the scriptures of hundreds of schools of thought...Similarly, he was also a knower and leader of shamanism.

In terms of status, the high priest is the shamanic agent and controller.

And this so-called knower is the honorary leader of shamanism.

"Brother, what does this mean?"

Lin Dong rolled his eyes and asked with a cold expression, holding the black and white photo in one hand.

In the photo, Yi is in high spirits, holding a sword in one hand, twisting his waist, pointing the sword straight, and the big dragon on the python robe is about to pounce...

"What do you think?"

Wu Pinghu smiled jokingly.

Lin Dong raised his head, glanced slightly, and golden sparks flew out of his eyes. In just a moment, he hit the withered head with a white beard.

"Still save me?"

Wu Pinghu immediately got out half of his body, grabbed his beard with one hand and shouted.

Ma Xinyi lowered his eyebrows. As he raised his hand, the gears in his arm clicked and turned. A large black hole suddenly appeared in his palm, and white steam spurted out from it.Dots of golden flames were blocked outside by clouds of steam like cotton cloth.

"Yuanjue, you need to calm down your temper. There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the capital, and there are countless masters. Even if you are a high mountain, you are a real Buddha, but there may not be higher mountains and bigger Buddhas in the pond in the capital. What is the name of that place? ——Dragon City.”

Ma Xinyi said in a deep voice.

Lin Dong's eyes moved slightly: "This old man can actually pull out half of his body. It seems that the dominance of the symbiotic relationship is not necessarily in the hands of the eldest brother."

Wu Pinghu huffed and crossed his arms, ignoring Lin Dong.

This thing has a big head and a small body. It looks weird, and half of its waist is stuck on Ma Xinyi's shoulders.

"Blessings and misfortunes always depend on each other. Whether it is a blessing or a misfortune is still unclear."

Ma Xinyi said something meaningful, with a rare evil look on his face.

Lin Dong sneered on his face and directly pointed out the core question: "Brother, are you planning to be Han Xin who ran at night again this time? Han Xin still has Xiao He to chase him. If we make the wrong move, we will be in your and my position. Room for maneuver?"

This is a mockery of Ma Xinyi's plan to find another job.

Ma Xinyi didn't know about Zeng Guoquan's death, and he didn't understand that Lin Dong and the Hunan Army were actually fighting to the death. Otherwise, he wouldn't have shown Yi's photo in front of him.

Yi can be regarded as a die-hard supporter of the Hunan Army, along with Concubine Yi and Empress Dowager Ci'an.

"The world is changing!"

"People change too."

"Besides, two voices in the court, Qingliu led by Lord Weng Tonghe, are resisting Europa's knowledge. The resistance is fierce, but the roar of steam has already broken through the sky."

"Standing still will inevitably lead to destruction."

Ma Xinyi tried to do ideological work for Lin Dong. The problem was that in Lin Dong's situation, there was no way out.

When he entered the capital this time, he planned to take down Concubine Yi, Laomo Zeng and other forces at once.

Without him, Zeng Laomo, wouldn’t the Westernizationists be able to stand up with a capable person?

Zuo Jigao is so talented, can he carry the world on his shoulders?

Without Concubine Nayi, would there still be a defeat in the Sino-Japanese War?

funny!

If Ma Xinyi rebels at this time, what will happen to his brothers?

Lin Dong had a bright smile on his face, "Brother, please tell me in detail..."

"Before leaving, Marshal Yuan gave me two strategies, but now that generations have changed and the Holy Emperor has passed away, the Eight Great Masters have failed to act! Do you know who is calling the shots in the capital now?"

"Who?"

"Yi!"

Ma Xinyi made a decisive move, and the blue and purple plasmas behind him collided, causing large groups of fireworks to appear.

"At the beginning, in the Battle of Dagukou, the Third Battle was defeated. The coalition forces of the Sun Never Sets Empire and France broke into Dragon City."

"Yi Guifei, Bada Gu Ming, no, it should not be considered as Gu Ming at that time, the entire court moved to the Rehe area, that is, the Chengde Summer Resort. In the capital, there is only one foreman of the military aircraft left, Yi and the foreigners discuss."

"Later, after the regulations were signed and the allied forces left, the saint returned to the city. However, the Empress Dowager Ci'an fell ill, and the eight ministers were also held back. The ministers were not as fast as the emperor. At that time, the saint kept running. When we arrived in the capital, we were so frightened that we completely lost our last breath of energy, while Concubine Yi and others had just started."

"Ba Gu's destiny is outside, and Yi is inside. If we don't surrender to this person at this moment, it will be a dead end after we enter the capital!"

Ma Xinyi frowned and said threateningly.

"Humph."

Lin Dong blew out a stream of white air from his nostrils and cursed: "Are we going to be a dog with some bullshit Prince Gong again? Doesn't that mean he has become the Hunan Army again and is under the control of Old Man Zeng?"

"Prince Gong is Prince Gong, and the Hunan Army is the Hunan Army. How can they be confused? Besides, we are just trying to protect ourselves."

"Besides, with the help of the Wu family and the unparalleled power of the third brother and you, we brothers may not be able to replace Mr. Zeng's position in the government together, or maybe we can re-open a military branch?"

Ma Xinyi had an unspeakable expression on his face. It was not loneliness, but more like blazing ambition.

"Pooh!"

Lin Dong spat on the ground.

He rolled his eyes and said, "Brother, tell me the truth, was it the Wu family that built the bridge for you?"

"Yes, so what?"

Ma Xinyi's eyes darkened slightly and he asked Lin Dong.

Lao Ma's eyes darkened slightly. The third brother's reaction and uncooperative attitude were unprecedentedly tough.

He couldn't help but think about it.

Lin Dong's peerless martial arts was, in a way, Ma Xinyi's greatest reliance, and he had to pay attention to his brother's opinions.

"Brother, since the Wu family is rich, let me ask you, do you want to be the emperor?"

"Be the emperor!"

"emperor!"

The last sound echoed in the carriage. Shock was written on the faces of Ma Xinyi and Wu Pinghu. They became military aircraft. The top of the mountain in the imperial court was Lao Ma's greatest ambition. He never expected that Lin Dong would actually say something about changing the dynasty.

But can there really be an emperor with two heads in this world?

The emperor takes turns to sit, whose house will he go to this year?
(End of this chapter)