Saint Qin Batu

Chapter 51
In a dark secret room in the Palace of King Qin, King Qin Yingji retreated from his usual black gold silk-trimmed python gown, and put on a sackcloth that ordinary people would wear.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" In the dark secret passage, there was only the footsteps of King Qin Yingji.

Ying Ji bent slightly, holding a torch in a stooped manner, and walked slowly along the secret path.

This secret passage was built secretly after Duke Xiao moved his capital to Xianyang. To keep the secret passage secret, not much manpower was spent, but it took a very long time.The only person who has ever known this secret way is King Qin. Even when the Queen Mother Xuan was in power, she didn't know about this secret way.

The secret road is paved with bluestone, which is extremely strong. Every king of the Qin Kingdom will do some repair work on the secret road.Of course, those who built the secret road were all prisoners on death row, and even the supervisors were all dead soldiers secretly trained by Qin.In other words, after the repair of the secret passage is completed, both the condemned prisoner and the overseer will have to die.Although cruel, it is necessary as the last secret way to preserve the Qin royal family.

The bluestone road is not easy to walk, because it is underground, and the bluestone is contaminated with a lot of water vapor. It is not only wet when walking, but also very slippery.

However, after all, Yingji is a late-stage strong man, even now that he is old and twilight, he still has the demeanor of a strong man, so that he won't make trouble in this small secret path.

"Buzz!" With a sound of mechanism turning, a bright light appeared in front of the secret passage.

"Huh!" Ying Ji breathed a sigh of relief. After taking medicine for a long time, even though he still has the strength of a natural master, his body still can't keep up.

The exit of the secret path is located on a small hill in the west of Xianyang City, and the exit is a small grave mound on the hill.Moreover, there are many other large and small graves around, which look like the ancestral graves of a small family.

Qin Wang Yingji walked out of the tomb, and then the tomb door was closed again with the sound of a mechanism, and there was nothing abnormal at all.

Although the graves in more than a dozen places are not connected together, it is unavoidably scary to be in this quiet valley.

"Cuckoo!" Suddenly, a bird twittered from the branches of the grave, and then a large number of birds flew up.

"Hehe, the older a person is, the worse he is!" Ying Ji shook his head bitterly as he relaxed his vigilance.Back then, he was also the one who could go straight to the battlefield with a sword in hand.Now I can't even feel a few birds, and I can't help but feel a little indescribable.

Ying Ji shook his head, and walked towards the place in his memory.A shabby clothes, gray hair, callused hands.Even if some woodcutters occasionally pass by on the mountain, they don't see anything unusual, they just take it as a passer-by, and never think that the dying old man in front of them is their king.

After walking for about half an hour, dozens of small thatched houses suddenly appeared on the mountainside, which looked like a small village.

Ying Ji walked into the village and said in a hoarse voice, "Is there anyone there?"

A plainly dressed woman came out of a room, looked at Ying Ji with some doubts, and asked gently: "This elder, who are you looking for?"

"Old man, passing by here, I came here to beg for a drink." Ying Ji said with a smile.

"That's it, please wait a moment." Although the woman was a little puzzled about where the old man came from, she still went to the house to fetch water for Yingji out of the kindness of the people at the bottom.

However, Yingji did not wait for the woman to bring back water.Restraining the smile on his face, Ying Ji looked at one of the several houses in the distance with a serious expression, and walked towards it.

Inside the house, two old men were chatting, and outside the door, several young men wearing swords guarded the door meticulously.From time to time, there would be laughter in the house. However, such a harmonious atmosphere was instantly broken by the voice at the entrance of the village.

"You, do you want to see him?" An old man in a slightly luxurious dress asked.

"Heh! Why didn't you see him? Since he's here, why not see him?" An old man dressed like an ordinary person on the opposite side said with a sneer.

Although he was ridiculed by his old friend, the luxuriously dressed old man was not angry.As one of the few people who knew the inside story about this matter, the old man also knew the resentment in his old friend's heart.

"Then, you two talk slowly, and I'll leave first..." the old man in Huayi finished speaking and prepared to leave.

"Beiming, why are you leaving? If you stay here like this, he not only owes me, but also owes you!" the old man in plain clothes said angrily.

This person called Bei Ming by the old man in plain clothes is naturally Bei Mingzi, the current head of the Taoist Tianzong.However, the head of the Tianzong of Taoism, who claims to stay away from the world and devote himself to cultivating Taoism, unexpectedly came to Qin without a word.If people from the six kingdoms of Shandong know about it, there will be another storm.

"Uncle Master!" There were several respectful salutes from outside the door.

Ying Ji responded and walked into the house. Inside, the three of them stood facing each other.

"Brother!" In the end, it was Bei Mingzi who broke the silence among the three.

"Well, Junior Brother, long time no see..." Ying Ji replied with some emotion.

Bei Mingzi, head of the Tianzong of Taoism, is actually Qin Wang Yingji's younger brother!Such news is estimated to make a large number of people drop their eyes.Taoism actually accepted a monarch as a disciple, and it is still the Tianzong who claims to ignore world affairs!

In fact, as early as more than 50 years ago, when Yingji was not the king of Qin, he was sent to Yan as a proton by his brother Yingdang, King Wu of Qin at that time.

And the country of Yan happened to be the hidden place of Taoist Tianzong.The head of the Tianzong of Taoism at that time, when he saw Yingji who was living on the street and even had to dig out bird eggs to eat, he felt pity and took him in.But after the head of Tianzong got along with Yingji for a few days, he immediately discovered the extraordinaryness of Yingji.

The Taoist Tianzong accepts disciples, and it only accepts extremely talented disciples.In contrast, the number of disciples of Tianzong is naturally much smaller.Many masters of Tianzong of Taoism can't even find a disciple who fully meets their wishes to inherit the mantle in their entire lives.

In this way, Ying Ji became a disciple of the head of the Taoist Tianzong.If it wasn't for later, King Wu of Qin would have hit his foot with a tripod and died of pain.Yingji needs to return to his country to fight for the throne, maybe he will really inherit the orthodox mantle of Taoist Tianzong.

"It's been a few years since we left. It's been a long time. You're much older..." After greeting Bei Mingzi briefly, Ying Ji fixed his gaze on the plainly dressed old man again.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern, old minister, everything is still the same!" The old man replied sonorously, his words were full of military demeanor, as if he was an army.

"Hehe, you are still resenting the widow!" Hearing the old man's answer, Ying Ji couldn't help but sigh.

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