Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 153
[Tiger head and beast mouth swallowing shoulder · a pair]

[Mountain Wenjia]

【Lion Helmet】

……

A whole set of things worn by ancient military officers was assembled by Meng Fan.

Needless to say, they were all won from Wang Shiguan, who was born in the military and had an expedition to the Western Regions.

Of course, he has not been reduced to the point where he is wearing only his underwear. This set of [Horned Lion Head Mountain Armor] is not the one he wears.

After all, as a Colonel Zhechong who has been on the battlefield for many years and has gained a good background, he will definitely not only have problems with those guys.

Previously, Meng Fan felt that every time he sat here, it was more like exchanging magic weapons with each other, except that the lucky ones exchanged less for more, while the unlucky ones exchanged more for less.

Because the three ghosts looked down on the low-level talismans, Meng Fan lost all the gold talismans and did not keep the three-eyed gun and Tang Hengdao.

In addition, a piece of 500-year-old lightning strike wood that is as long as the middle finger and three fingers wide is attached.

And I owe Mr. Yang a favor. To be precise, if he asks for it, I have to do my best to help——

Do not violate Maoshan’s commandments and own principles.

And reciprocating a favor, what he won from him was very much in line with Meng Fan's wishes.

Xu Shi saw that he was very interested in Wu Zetian, an old man with an unattractive appearance and a Yang family in Hongnong, so he often used the empress' personal belongings to bet against her.

What are the sapphire hairpins, makeup powder boxes, Shi Dai used in childhood...

If he hadn't really been able to see the emperor's energy from inside, Meng Fan would have thought he had been deceived.

During this period, he couldn't help but be curious and asked Mr. Yang how he could have so many old belongings of the empress, most of which were from before she entered the palace.

There was only one edict to ennoble his mother as the Dowager Lady of the State of Lu, written when she was in power and co-ruling the world with Emperor Li Zhi——

Empress, no, at this stage her husband, the Emperor, is still alive and should be called Empress Wu.

Empress Wu's mother passed away in Jiucheng Palace at the age of 92. In order to comfort her, Li Zhi deliberately abandoned the court for three days, decreed that Yang be named Mrs. Lu, and ordered Lu Chengqing, the Minister of Punishment, to supervise the funeral. He also ordered the Prime Minister Dai Dai To hold a memorial ceremony for the emperor, all the civil and military officials of the ninth rank and above and all relatives and wives went to the house to mourn, and the funeral was carried to Weiqiao. The funeral ceremony was the same as that of a prince.

Extremely sad and glorious!
Because of this, Meng Fan suspected that Mr. Yang had deliberately changed his surname. His surname should be Wu Cai. Otherwise, why would there be so many Empress items?
Mr. Yang had no choice but to ask Meng Fan to study more in the future. It turned out that Wu Zetian's mother, like him, came from the Hongnong Yang family.

Later, when Wu Fu proclaimed himself emperor, many of the Wu family's disciples made great efforts to marry noble daughters of the Yang family in order to improve their family status.

It turned out that there was such a relationship... After listening to the explanation, Meng Fan suddenly realized, and had a faint feeling that he might have a very close relationship with Wu Zetian's mother.

"You kid is leaving again. After finishing the business, stay and play for ten days and a half months, and spend more time with us old guys..."

Mr. Xue complained.

Wang Shiguan lost all night, Meng Fan and Hongnong Lao Yang were similar to an equal exchange, only he neither lost nor won, and was not exciting at all.

At this moment, Meng Fan estimated the time and decided to leave this place and continue to escort Ren Tingting and others back.

"Yes, I have been waiting for you for nearly seven days and only ended up playing for one night. Young people nowadays are too lacking in gambling skills." Wang Shiguan agreed.

"Next time definitely."

"Next time definitely."

Meng Fan explained: "I have to escort an employer on my return trip this time. We can't let anything happen to her. I'll wait until everything is settled. There's nothing important. I'll come over as soon as possible."

"Okay, okay." Wang Shiguan waved his hand and said impatiently: "The three of us will live here forever, come and play as soon as you have time."

Before leaving.

Mr. Yang gave Meng Fan an ancient talisman, saying that this object could send messages, and if he needed to fulfill his promise, he would use it to summon him.

Looking at the complicated lines on it, Meng Fan nodded and planned to study it carefully in the future to see if he could reproduce it himself.

"guest."

At the entrance of the inn, a blushed paper man opened the door and said with a smile: "You are no longer a new guest. According to the rules, you have to give me something."

"What does your master want?"

Considering that he is likely to come frequently in the future, Meng Fan asked: "How to charge specifically?" "Our rule here is to follow the guests' wishes."

The paper man answered calmly.

Follow your heart?

In this case, a low-level talisman can also be used.

With a grudge in his mind, Meng Fan took out a small gold medal from his arms. There were two fierce ghosts sealed inside. In his mind, his status was similar to that of a piece of chicken—

It is a pity that it is tasteless.

The owner of this place is very smart. He doesn't specify what he wants, and the guests can just do whatever they want. The people who come here to play are all ghost kings, how can they be stingy?

However, Meng Fan felt that he had won, and won a lot, so it didn't matter if he was generous.

beyond the fog.

The east is white.

Both groups of people were eager to see through it.

"Brother, these are..."

Most of the items related to the Empress were small items that could be carried in one's arms, but armor was not suitable. Meng Fan made an estimate and found that it would start at least fifty kilograms, so he could only carry it in his hands.

After all, wearing it now is too flamboyant. If you go to ancient times in the future, it won't be a problem.

Not only can it withstand physical attacks, it can also be immune or weakened, most of which come from Taoism and sorcery levels...

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Meng Fan's face and he replied: "The spoils of war."

After finishing the words, he frowned and looked towards the short mountain in the distance.

almost the same time.

Ah Hao and Ah Qiang retracted their heads and followed them secretly. Because the distance was far enough, Meng Fan didn't notice them. However, during the night investigation, they found that one person was missing, and they were still the focus of observation.

In order to understand the situation, the two took a risk and got closer.

"lets go."

Subduing his impatience, Meng Fan called everyone on the road and tried to return to Renjia Town at noon.

If these two guys were ignorant and chased them like flies, he would take action immediately and leave them to Ah Wei for a while.

the other side.

"Did you see it?" Ahao was a little excited.

Aqiang nodded: "He took out a lot of things from the strange fog, they should be ancient armors."

"Why don't we go in and take a look? There must be no danger, otherwise we wouldn't be so calm."

"it is good."

Although Li Shoumin, the owner of Huanzhu Tower, has not yet created "The Legend of Shushan Swordsman", which was only released in the 21st year of the Republic of China, "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" does not lack various plots depicting the fate of immortals.

fog.

Two young men eager to become stronger.

In addition, he was ruthlessly abandoned by his master, and he had a deep hatred!

good story!
This time, Ah Hao and Ah Qiang did not pursue them again. After the convoy left in the sunshine, they immediately plunged into the thick ghost fog.

What capital do you have?

It seems that there is only one bad life.

You must know that the ghost kings have some scruples about the life of Maoshan Taoist and have made it clear in advance that they will not accept it. What about other intruders?

If you want to win politeness and friendliness, you must have the ability...

(End of this chapter)