Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 703 The Disappearance of the King of the South China Sea!

"What the hell, you call this a language???"

Wu Xie, the blind man, and the fat man were all shocked and pointed at the figure in amazement.

"…I am the king of Luoyun State in the South Sea. Why don't you kneel down and come to see me, you lowly people?"

The figure opened his dry eyelids, revealing two... dark, empty eye sockets.

More than two thousand years have passed. Although the form of this thing's existence is not quite right, a fragile thing like an eyeball has long been decayed by the ruthless passage of time.

Also, it is worth mentioning that the words of the figure have a strong flavor of coastal dialect. After all, how many years has Mandarin been invented?
The academic conference on the standardization of modern Chinese held in 1955 made it clear that the standard of modern Mandarin is "based on the pronunciation of the old city as the standard pronunciation, the northern dialect as the basic dialect, and the exemplary modern vernacular works as the grammatical norms".

In other words, the ancient king had no idea what Mandarin was.

Outside, a thick black cloud filled with ominous things covered the sky, and everything in the world seemed to be shrouded in this darkness that was a hundred times darker than the night.

Strangely, there were flashes of lightning in the dark clouds at the horizon, but no thunder was heard, as if...

It was as if the thunder was intercepted halfway by some magical force.

At the same time, the "mother stone" from the sculpture of "His Majesty the First Emperor" that Hu Ming had been carrying with him suddenly began to heat up.

"Everything we have comes from the gift of the Mother Stone. All our magical powers are given by the Mother Stone. Now, the Mother Stone has gradually withered and died, but it still has some magical powers."

"You will need the Mother Stone someday, Hu Ming, believe me."

These were the last words left by the First Emperor before he left that day, bathed in bronze light and his figure disappearing like a painting erased by an eraser.

"Why be a riddler when there are so many other things to do? Can't you just say what you want to say? Riddlers are the most annoying!"

"If you can speak, speak. If you can't, shut up. Keep people on suspense? Is that good? It's not good!"

Hu Ming took out the mother stone and murmured in a low voice with a gloomy look on his face.

"I hate the process of solving puzzles. I'm just an ordinary person who only likes the instant satisfaction of knowing the answer."

Hu Ming added.

"Although I don't know what you are thinking, I have to remind you that Qi'er has some thoughts about you. To be more precise, he has some thoughts about the stone in your hand."

The blind man poked Hu Ming's lower back and reminded him with a gloating look.

Hu Ming's voice just now was too soft, even he, who was closest to Hu Ming, couldn't hear it clearly, but it didn't matter, the blind man was not a curious person.

All he knew was that the different Zongzi in front of him was very interested in what Hu Ming was holding.

"What seven ears? Be polite. This is the king of Luoyun Kingdom in the South Sea, okay? In his eyes, we are just pariahs, okay?"

Hu Bai rolled his eyes, put away the still hot mother stone, and glanced at the figure who was clumsily turning out of the coffin.

"In the eyes of the Zhang family, over the past thousand years, apart from the extremely powerful emperors of China, which of the other weak emperors was not a puppet?"

All memories were restored, all burdens were lifted, and before he knew it, the young man seemed to talk more dirty talk.

But I have to say that in this regard, the Zhang family is really too arrogant.

A mere king from a small borderland dares to act like an emperor in front of Zhang Qiling?
The young man's black knife was thirsty. If the young man had more emotions, he would probably say to this pretentious king: I'm giving you face, right?
"Brother 666! The Zhang family is awesome!"

The blind man opened his mouth and responded perfunctorily.

then
"But the Zhang family is still gone. The ancestral temple has been robbed more than once."

The fat man with a foul mouth took up the half sentence that the blind man hadn't said.

“…No, you’re still more awesome, Fatty!”

The young man turned his gaze to the fat man, and the blind man exclaimed in sincere admiration.

"The divine stone!"

"Untouchable, where did you get the sacred stone? This is a sacred object that belongs to God. How dare a mere untouchable like you touch it?"

The King of the South China Sea spoke in a gibberish dialect. Hu Ming had done some research on the dialects of the southern coastal areas, so he could roughly understand what he said. This is what he said.

Its eyeballs are gone, God knows how it obtains image information from the outside world.

The others also understood the meaning to some extent. Except for the blind man, they all knew the origin of Hu Ming's stone.

".. Naive, I feel like your Third Uncle has led us into a bottomless pit again. Damn, Wu Sansheng is really not a good guy."

The fat man sighed quietly.

How could it be simple to be related to an ancient being that has lived for millions of years?
"I always feel that the true identity of Third Uncle is actually the NPC who issues the main quests in the online game, and we are just playing..."

Wu Xie scratched his head and said uncertainly.

"God? The God of Thunder?"

Hu Ming didn't know which god in the corner was this?
"But even so, we are just puppets being controlled. You still call us pariahs? I'm giving you face, right?"

Hu Ming drew his sword, his face grim.

He never expected to get any information out of this person. First of all, after all, he was a king and was used to being high and mighty.

Secondly, this series of changes has made Hu Ming keenly aware of something, and that is enough.

so.
After a long period of silence, there was a sudden sound of muffled thunder, and at the same time, Hu Ming moved.

Just like the lightning that cuts through the sky before the thunder, Hu Ming almost left an afterimage under the dim light, and the bronze-gleaming sword in his hand lightly slashed.

Pah…

Hu Ming held a dry head in his hands, weighing it up and down like a ball.

"That's it? Nothing more than that. Is this the honorable King of the South Sea?"

Thrown aside, the headless mummy swayed twice and fell to the ground unwillingly.

Amid the tremors of thunder collected from the bell mouth, the headless mummy seemed to be still struggling and twitching, but in the end, it fell to the ground unwillingly.

The strange thing is that, seemingly because of the death of the King of the South China Sea, the thunder suddenly and strangely quieted down again.