Under One Person: I, the Zombie King of the Ming Dynasty, was dug up

Chapter 28: During the Yongle period, Ma Xianhong would be reused by Zhu Di
Ma Xianhong's face changed.

Is this a breakdown?
"Senior, are you unwilling to stay?"

Liu Yijian said: "Brother Lu is reminding you to pay attention to the people under your command."

"Your superior Zhao Guizhen, in my opinion, is not a good person."

Ma Xianhong raised his eyebrows.

Zhao Guizhen?
He thought of Zhao Guizhen wearing a Taoist robe and looking honest.

What's wrong with this person?

"Younger generations, please bear this in mind."

Upon hearing this, Ma Xianhong was silent for a while and then spoke slowly.

Liu Yijian and Lu Hui's vision must be higher than his, and they see things more comprehensively.

Zhao Huaizhen will keep a close eye on him.

A person who is evaluated in this way by both ancestors deserves more attention.

"As for your proposal."

Lu Hui spoke, instantly diverting all of Ma Xianhong's attention.

".We cannot fully agree to this. Once our tomb guards gather, we will definitely go to Japan to bring back His Highness."

Ma Xianhong was a little disappointed. He wanted to speak but didn't know what to say.

"As for this Divine Machine Hundred Refinements, it is indeed a good thing, but we are all people who will return to the mausoleum to sleep. We cannot bring it with us when we are born, and we cannot take it with us when we die. To us, this thing is actually worthless."

Ma Xianhong's face turned pale. The Divine Machine Bailian was his greatest reliance. If Lu Hui didn't even think highly of him, then what else could keep Lu Hui?
What Lu Hui said is also good.

Who is this person, to be able to live for more than 600 years and to be able to take a fancy to the Divine Machine?

The Eight Wonderful Skills may be a fatal temptation to many people, but they are nothing to those who are practicing the method of immortality.

For them, the Nine Transformations of the Immortal Corpse bestowed by His Royal Highness Prince Zhao is the most supreme method.

No matter how many magical weapons you have, they are just an extension of your strength. If your own strength is already strong, why do you need the help of magical weapons?

"Junior, I understand."

Ma Xianhong couldn't help feeling a strong sense of bitterness in his heart.

After all, I can’t keep people!

A strange thought even popped up in his mind that the alien world was fighting for the Eight Unusual Skills simply because they possessed some means that ordinary people could not possess.

They are actually just human beings, and their emotions cannot be completely isolated.

And these ancestors who have been lying dead since the Ming Dynasty and are now awakening are the ones who have truly calm minds.

Ma Xianhong wanted to laugh when he thought of Zhuge Qing getting lost in his own inner vision after seeing Shen Ji Bai Lian and being unable to look directly at himself.

They still have a long way to go.

"But this self-cultivation furnace is indeed a good thing. It can transform ordinary people into extraordinary people. If it were in the Yongle Dynasty, with Emperor Taizong Zhu Di's warmongering nature, he would have made you a duke. It's a pity that you were born at the wrong time."

Liu Yijian shook his head and said.

They have learned a lot about the outside world these days and know that the world of extraordinary people is now peaceful.

Of course, there were bound to be reports of some bloody deaths among the extraordinary people, but such incidents were minor matters for Liu Yijian and Lu Hui.

During the Ming Dynasty, the martial arts world was filled with blood and gore, with fights among extraordinary people often involving an entire sect. Now the extraordinary world is gradually becoming peaceful, which is really not easy.

The self-cultivation furnace naturally became useless.

It is troublesome to train and manage so many extraordinary people.

Upon hearing this, Ma Xianhong remained silent.

He knew it very well, but too many people had flaws in their hearts. Wasn't his self-cultivation furnace meant to help those people make up for the flaws in their hearts?

Lu Hui shook his head, knowing that this boy was as stubborn as a plowing buffalo, he didn't want to say more, stretched lazily and said: "It is impossible to stay in Biyou Village, but don't worry, at least during this period of time, as long as we stay here, anyone who dares to come in and disturb our peace..."

".Must kill!"

the company.

The top floor of the hotel.

Zhao Fangxu, wearing a white shirt, asked with his head tilted, "Have you seniors been relatively quiet these days?"

"It's so quiet that it's a little scary. Everyone is staying in the room playing with their phones." The company employee whispered.

"Haha, it turns out that the greatest invention of the 21st century is the Internet."

Zhao Fangxu laughed coldly.

"Director Zhao, someone asked us to install a computer and said they wanted to play games."

The clerk then spoke again.

"Oh, who?"

Zhao Fangxu was a little surprised.

"Chang Cheng!"

Zhao Fangxu raised his eyebrows, he never expected that it would be the evil star with red eyes. He was probably a fellow patient of Xiao Zizai. Moreover, Chang Cheng had another identity, that is, the son of Chang Yuchun, King of Kaiping, a founding hero of the Ming Dynasty.

“Quite interesting”

He muttered, fanning his hands, and the clerk withdrew.

Zhao Fangxu took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and knocked on the door.

"Just leave the food outside the door, I'll come get it later."

This was a female voice, obviously Tang Mi.

Zhao Fangxu frowned, leaned closer to the door, and listened carefully, and actually heard the sound of the game.
"Is this to protect the carrots?"

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and shouted, "Seniors, I, Zhao Fangxu, want to see you."

"Come in!" Tang Mi shouted.

Zhao Fangxu pushed the door open and walked in.

The four people in the room were different. Tang Feng was flipping through a paper book that seemed to be related to history. Zhao Fangxu couldn't see it clearly.

Tang Mi held the phone in his hand and kept tapping away, thinking that the time to protect the carrot had come to a critical moment.

Chang Cheng was wearing headphones and his hand holding the mouse was constantly swinging, and he was actually playing CS.

Combined with his red eyeballs, he looked like an internet-addicted teenager who had booked a room for three days and three nights.

As for Geng Qing, he turned out to be the most normal person. He held dumbbells in both hands and kept swinging them like a windmill, which made people tremble with fear.

As soon as Zhao Fangxu came in, he was embarrassed and couldn't find a place to put himself.

These four ancestors are all doing their own things.

He was too embarrassed to interrupt.

But he was also secretly surprised:

"These four ancestors are indeed the top extraordinary people in the Ming Dynasty. The mentality of making the best of a situation is something that most people cannot learn."

It was Tang Feng who noticed Zhao Fangxu's embarrassment and asked, "Is there any information about His Highness?"

"no."

Zhao Fangxu said.

"So why did you come to see us?"

"We have news about our ancestors, Lv Hui and Liu Yijian."

The four people who were originally doing their own things immediately looked at Zhao Fangxu.

Tang Mi said: "Hurry up and tell me."

"We have indeed found the two ancestors, Lu Hui and Liu Yijian, but it has not been completely confirmed yet. It is just a guess."

Zhao Fangxu wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

It’s true that the pressure released by these four people together is not something that ordinary people can withstand.

Tang Mi frowned, not quite understanding what Zhao Fangxu meant by "he had found it for sure but was not completely sure".

Is this still human language?

But she thought it might be due to the long time interval that caused the difference in speech, so she asked, "Where is it?"

Dividing line.
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