My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 705 I'm Back
"Grandpa Wudi, spare my life!"

"We are from nearby villages, please spare our lives."

The natives from Beiyan District who were kneeling on the ground kept begging for mercy, banging their foreheads on the ground seven or eight times, and their foreheads were covered in blood.

"Your Majesty... please spare us. Please consider that our ancestors, though they have no merits, have worked hard."

As one of them spoke, the other also stopped, blood streaking across his nose. He spoke anxiously, "Our ancestors are descendants of the slave tribe that guarded the mausoleum for His Majesty..."

Fu Gutong, who was not far away, was startled.

He had discussed this tribe that disappeared in the long river of history with Ban Sai and Ni Yuhan before. He didn't expect that the two people next to him were actually the descendants of the tribe.

The two men did not interrupt. It seemed that they were not very interested in or wanted to show off the fact that they were descendants of a slave tribe. They just wanted to live a good life and make more money.

"My tomb-guarding subjects?"

He kowtowed for the third time and stood up, his cold face turned to the two people who kowtowed behind him: "Then why did you follow a foreigner to do things? Knowing that it was my tomb, you didn't stop these people? Have you forgotten the rules of your ancestors?!"

"At the critical moment of life and death, he betrayed his companions. How can such a person be called the descendant of the mausoleum guardian? What do you think we should do?"

The sudden question not only stunned Fu Gutong, Ni Yuhan, and the two archaeological team members, but also made the Beiyan natives who were kneeling on the ground and kowtowing raise their faces in horror.

In an instant, a sound like an ancient bell echoed in the dim hall.

"Behead!"

The moment the powerful voice sounded, the air in the sight of Fu Gutong and others was torn. The two people begging for mercy seemed to have seen something and wanted to get up and run away in fear.

There was a whistling sound in the air, and then two heads with blood arrows flew into the sky with a "puff".

boom!
There was another loud bang, and a single halberd half the height of an adult was inserted diagonally into the ground. On the crescent-shaped blade, human flesh and blood were slowly dripping.

Fu Gutong had seen some of the world, and even though he was frightened by this scene, he was able to remain calm.

But the two members of the archaeological team were breathing rapidly, staring at the head that rolled to their feet, their faces suddenly turned pale as paper, and they sat down on the ground.

Ni Yuhan was a woman who was naturally timid. Although she was a graduate student, she had never joined an archaeological team. She had only seen some corpses through movies and TV shows and in the team's internal documents.

The living person in front of her was beheaded, his head flew off, and her pretty face no longer had the color that a human should have. The fact that she did not faint on the spot showed that she had strong willpower.

"Killed..."

She was still in a state of shock and could hardly control herself. She muttered for a while, while the two archaeologists behind her had already climbed up and ran out.

next second.

A hideous stone statue standing on the right side of the first person exploded with a bang, rubble flew everywhere, and in the smoke and dust, a burly figure rushed out, rolling up the dust. The ground shook slightly when his feet landed, and he passed over the heads of Fu Gutong and Ni Yuhan with a swish.

The two people who were fleeing towards the palace gate were almost crying out of fear.

I had never encountered zongzi when I went to an ancient tomb before, and I had only read about various strange things in tombs in two novels.

Now, it really burst out, and it came out from the rock. It's so fucking scary.

When the two men were about to rush to the palace gate with their mouths wide open and crying, a burly stone statue on the right side of the palace gate suddenly cracked open. Before the two men could react, a large amount of rubble flew everywhere.

"You have offended His Majesty, and you still want to leave!"

Amid the cracked rubble, there was a whistling sound, and the tiger-head knife suddenly turned golden. The heavy blade cut out a fan-shaped stream of light that directly illuminated the faces of the two archaeological team members.

"Ah!"

The flash of knife is visible.

With the screams of the two people, the body broke into two pieces. The head with a terrified expression on the upper body flew into the air, and the lower body ran wildly for seven or eight steps before falling down, with its organs scattered all over the ground.

A pungent fishy stench penetrates my nose.

Fu Gutong woke up with a start. He pulled Ni Yuhan and turned around, and saw a burly figure with his back to them, standing like a giant. The other person was wearing dark and ferocious scales and had a thick beard. He turned around and looked back.

Fu Gutong and Ni Yuhan could barely reach each other's chest height.

"Zhongkang, leave these two bandits to me!" The giant man held the iron halberd in one hand and walked towards Ni Yuhan and the other man.

At the entrance of the hall, a stout figure with a knife on his shoulder walked towards this side. His cold eyes swept across the two trembling men and women opposite. He spoke in a dull and hoarse voice: "Then you will kill four people, which is not fair. Let's each get one."

Zhong Kang?!
As a graduate student in the history and archaeology departments, Ni Yuhan is quite talented in this area. When she heard the name Zhong Kang, she immediately remembered who he was.

"Professor... Zhongkang is the courtesy name of the Tiger-crazy General who served the Great Xia Emperor Changsheng Wu..."

Even though he knew clearly that the person who had just spoken to them was the Great Xia Immortal Emperor, and even though there were two living ancient warriors in armor standing in front of him, Fu Gutong still felt that everything was an illusion.

"impossible……"

Fu Gutong was forced to retreat repeatedly by the two warriors who were larger than ordinary people. From the beginning, his conversation with Su Chen was just a test, and he did not regard the other party as the owner of this tomb, the founding emperor of the Xia Dynasty. But when the two people on the opposite side walked out of the stone statue, the murderous aura that was almost condensed into substance pressed over him, and he almost despaired.

But it is still hard to accept that the Great Xia Emperor Changsheng Wu is actually still alive, and that the brilliant and powerful generals under his command are also immortal and are guarding the cemetery.

"What's impossible!"

At this time, Su Chen's words rang out. He was still wearing a white shirt and a tweed coat. He walked down the stone steps step by step, making crisp footsteps in the empty and silent hall.

"These two are the Central Guards Dian Wei and Xu Chu who have followed me for many years."

Su Chen walked down the platform and walked among the stone statues with the gait of a dragon and a tiger. He raised his arms and brushed the stone statues with his fingertips.

"These are my civil and military officials. Look, the first one on the left, holding the crane fan, is my prime minister. He has been prime minister of Daxia for fifty years... Together with Prime Minister Di, we govern Daxia so well that no one locks their doors at night."

Under the stunned gaze of Ni Yuhan and Fu Gutong, Su Chen gently knocked on a nearby stone statue, and the broken stones and debris immediately fell off, revealing a white-robed general wearing silver armor and a lion helmet.

"This is my fierce tiger, the mighty general! He beat many tribes on the Xirong grasslands and made them cry for their parents."

"Over there, the black general with a fierce beard, haha, my rebel army is heading north to fight against the violent Yan, and Zhang Fei and his second brother are the main forces in the army."

"Over there, there are generals from our Tang Army and Qin Army..."

"This is Huo Qubing... Whether fighting the Western Rong or the barbarians in the West, this great cavalry general of mine has achieved success in every battle. His achievements are rare in the world!"

Listening to Su Chen walking past each stone statue as if they were his own treasures, every time he introduced one, the stone statue slowly cracked behind Su Chen, revealing the original appearance inside.

Ni Yuhan and Fu Gutong were stunned where they were, and it was only when the Great Xia Emperor Changsheng Wu walked up to them that they reacted.

Under the interweaving lights of the wolf-eye lamps on the ground, Fu Gutong raised his face tremblingly, only to see Su Chen's face in shadow. Then he felt his scalp tighten, and intense pain instantly spread throughout his body.

He was lifted up into the air.

"I have introduced everything I should introduce. You should have no regrets, right?"

Fu Gutong's face was distorted and filled with despair. His scalp felt like it was torn in pain. His limbs were kicking. He grabbed Su Chen's wrist with one hand and reached into his arms with the other hand to pull out a pistol, pointing it at Su Chen's face, and pulled the trigger without thinking.

Bah!
The gunshot was loud and clear, and Fu Gutong was delighted: I won.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down. The moment the tongue of fire rushed out of the muzzle, the bullet had not yet touched Su Chen. It was blocked by an invisible object at a distance of one foot, splashing sparks. The orange-yellow bullet was directly squeezed and deformed.

Fu Gutong, who had just shown a look of joy, was now completely dumbfounded.

Ni Yuhan on the side also had a dazed expression on her face. She watched the bullet suspended in mid-air flatten into a copper sheet, then slide to the ground with a clanging sound, and her mouth was open.

The next second, she was awakened by the professor's scream.

His eyes turned to Fu Gutong, who was being held in the air by his scalp, and he saw that the latter had fallen to the ground with a bloody mess on his head.

"Ahhh!"

Fu Gutong screamed in pain, his face covered in blood. He rolled on the ground. Unwilling to believe in evil, he raised his gun again, pointing it at Su Chen opposite him.

However, as soon as he raised his hand, the air fluctuated under the flashlight, and a cold light accompanied by a scratch cut through his wrist.

The hand holding the gun fell off directly, and two seconds later, blood spurted out from the broken end.

Fu Gutong held his severed wrist and cried out in pain even louder. He wanted to grab his severed palm, but was kicked away by an approaching figure. A figure in silver armor, white robe and a lion helmet sheathed his sword.

"What a strange outfit! Why is Your Majesty wearing this?"

"The times are different, the clothes are different." Su Chen smiled and waved his hand: "Kill him, and these people will be the sacrifices for you to re-enter the world."

"Sacrifice? Hehe!"

Dian Wei picked up the severed palm that rolled to his feet, wanting to see what the other party had in his hand that made sounds and spewed fire. As a result, when he pulled it, the finger on the severed palm that was stuck in the trigger slot pulled the trigger with a bang, and the bullet hit Dian Wei's chest directly, and sparks jumped out.

"Old Dian, how do you feel?" Xu Chu also sheathed his sword.

Dian Wei took off the pierced breastplate and rubbed the slightly red skin. "It hurts a little, like a mosquito bite."

"In the outside world, do people rely on this kind of weapon to fight wars?" Xu Chu snatched the gun and played with it in his hand.

Ni Yuhan saw this scene, then looked over there and drew his sword to kill the professor who was wailing and begging for mercy, only to have his head chopped off by one sword.

Seeing the other party walking towards her with a sword in hand, her thoughts suddenly stopped completely, and the fear made her brain crash.

Then his eyes rolled back, and he fell to the ground and fainted.

Before I passed out, I vaguely heard a familiar voice saying, "There's no need to kill her. This woman is not a bad person."

(End of this chapter)