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

Chapter 9: The unofficial history of King Zhao is really wild!
"Do you like history?"

Xiao Zizai pushed his glasses and asked.

"No, I'm more interested in folklore and mythology."

Wang Zhen's golf course.

Xiao Zizai naturally knew that Wang Zhenqiu had a deep understanding of folk customs because his own methods were related to folk customs.

He sighed deeply:

"That's such a pity!"

"Oh why?"

Wang Zhen's golf course.

"Compared to the new Jiejiao in Biyou Village, I am more interested in the Tomb of King Zhao."

Xiao Zizai said.

"Really? I don't believe it."

Wang Zhenqiu chuckled.

Xiao Zizai loves killing people the most and is bloodthirsty by nature. He feels extremely intoxicated and satisfied with the process of life disappearing. When the desire to kill is strong, his eyes will turn blood red.

For this mission in Biyou Village, the company allows killing!

Xiao Zizai shows obvious joy when he hears that the mission allows him to kill people.

What we are facing in the tomb of King Zhao are mummies. Can it be more satisfying than killing people?

Xiao Zizai smiled and did not refute. Instead, he said calmly: "There was a period of time in the Ming Dynasty called the Tumubao Incident."

"At the instigation of the eunuch Wang Zhen, Zhu Qizhen personally led the army to the north to fight against the Tartars."

Wang Zhenqiu scratched his head and said, "I seem to have some impression. Wasn't the emperor captured?"

"That's right, you know a lot!"

Xiao Zizai smiled.

"What does this have to do with King Zhao? Isn't he a prince?"

Wang Zhenqiu asked.

Xiao Zizai's eyes sparkled and he smiled:

"Don't worry, I'll take my time."

"Zhu Qizhen was indeed a waste, and Wang Zhen was also an idiot, so he was quickly captured. The Oirat took the opportunity to march north and take Beijing."

"The army was approaching, and the court was in chaos. The officials were all holding different views and wanted to move the capital. At this time, the King of Zhao accepted the order and led the army out of the city to fight with the various tribes of the Oirat."

"The secret records show that the King of Zhao charged directly into the center of the army, and Yesen was terrified, with more than a hundred Tartars killed or wounded. He charged again, and Yesen was so frightened that he called back his troops. He charged again, and Yesen's army fled in all directions, leaving the ground covered with Tartar corpses."

Xiao Zizai seemed to have thought of the bloody scene. He licked his lips and said:

"This is the King of Zhao. He is more than an enemy of ten thousand men. He can defeat ten thousand men by himself. This has never happened before."

"The royal family's history describes him as having a peaceful nature, seeking peace in motion, slaughtering tens of thousands of people, and having blood on his hands."

After saying this, he immersed himself in his own world, as if he had already seen the scene of Zhu Li riding a horse with a gun in hand, standing alone against ten thousand enemies.

“Can these evaluation words really be put together?”

Wang Zhenqiu was stunned after hearing this.

Can a massacre of ten thousand people be peaceful by nature?
Isn't this a big devil?

"I also saw some fragments. Maybe it's unofficial history."

Xiao Zizai said.

"Brother Xiao, these are all stories from the book."

Wang Zhenqiu touched his face and sighed softly.

Xiao Zizai didn't argue, shrugged and smiled:

"Perhaps, but King Zhao is truly the greatest extraordinary person in history, and his hands are stained with blood. Even if I can't attack him, I would be satisfied if I could just meet him in person."

"Then your wish may not come true. All the tomb attendants here are the tomb attendants of King Zhao."

Wang Zhenqiu pointed at the four coffins under the dim light.

“These people are not simple.”

Xiao Zizai's face was as dark as water, and he said in deep thought, "Brother Xiao, do you know these people too?"

Wang Zhenqiu was a little surprised.

"Liu Yijian, Lu Hui, Tang Feng, Tang Mi, Geng Qing, Chang Cheng, which one of them is not a powerful figure in the Yongle Dynasty?"

Xiao Zizai indeed knew a lot and he said the names of the people in the coffins one by one.

"Oh, Brother Xiao, can you tell me in detail?"

Wang Zhenqiu became interested.

Xiao Zizai was about to speak when Huang Boren shouted, "Everyone, get ready to start."

Everyone gathered around.

Xiao Zizai shrugged and said:
"It seems that the mystery will be solved naturally."

There are three forces at the scene now.

Employees of the Ten Lords, Tang Clan, and Nadutong, of course, include temporary workers.

Surrounding the coffin.

But Huang Boren inexplicably had a strange feeling that it was not that they surrounded the coffins, but that the four coffins locked them up.

Huang Boren shook his head, threw away the weird thoughts in his mind, and called out, "Xiao He, come and deal with the talisman on the coffin."

"Yes, Mr. Huang."

Xiao He, wearing glasses, walked forward and studied it carefully.

Lu Jin, wearing gloves, walked forward slowly and said, "Youngster, it's rare for you to help us out of trouble. I'll do this kind of work, and it will also make us feel more comfortable."

"This..." Xiao He looked at Huang Boren.

"Hahaha, it's rare that Mr. Lu is in such a refined mood. I'll trouble you then."

Huang Boren was overjoyed and smiled as he asked Xiao He to move aside.

He originally wanted Lu Jin to take action, but how could a mere director like him just shout at the Ten Bosses?
Now that Lu Jin has volunteered, he is naturally more stable than Xiao He.

Lu Jin is one of the people who has learned Tongtian Lu, one of the Eight Great Skills.

Tongtian Lu, to put it simply, is the ultimate power of talismans.

Whether it is deciphering or drawing, practitioners of Tongtian Lu are at the top of this field.

Lu Jin took off his coat and walked forward. Blue Qi burst out from his body crazily. Talismans fell from the sky. The blue Qi on Lu Jin's fingertips danced in the air like ink, and talismans were drawn one after another.

“This is the Tongtian Scroll!”

Lu Ci's face trembled, and the long scar on his right cheek twisted like a poisonous snake. His eyes were full of blue light and indescribable envy.

The Lu family's Soul-Brightening Technique came from Shuang Quanshou, but it was not a complete set of Eight Wonders after all, a unique skill that could lead to transcendence and becoming a saint. The Lu family did not have any of them. When he saw the Eight Wonders, he unconsciously wanted to possess them.

It's just that the person holding the Tongtian Talisman is Lu Jin
Lu Ci took a few deep breaths and calmed himself down.

"After practicing Tongtian Talisman, one has a huge advantage. Lu Jin has been immersed in this art for decades and has now reached a superb level. It's a pity that Master Lu is not from the Talisman School, otherwise he would be even better!"

Wang Ai's heart was also beating fast.

Although the Wang family has mastered the art of summoning spirits and dispatching generals, the more eight unique skills the better. He wishes the Wang family could collect all eight unique skills.

Eighteen unique skills passed down from one lineage to another.

Lu Ci glanced at Wang Ai and cursed inwardly, "You are too greedy, like a snake swallowing an elephant. You are so crazy even though you have eight unique skills."

The temporary workers also sighed: "Is this the power of Tongtian Lu?"

"Just feeling it from the outside is like being stagnant like a swamp. If I go deeper into it, I'm afraid the talisman will lead me into an irretrievable situation."

"The Eight Wonderful Techniques are truly miraculous!"

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Here, Lu Jin tapped several times in the air, causing the blue talisman and the yellow paper talisman on the coffin to collide with each other. The yellow paper talisman burned into nothingness as if it was ignited by fire.

Lu Jin suppressed his excitement and manipulated the Tongtian talisman to quickly break the talisman formation, thinking:

"This talisman from six hundred years ago is surprisingly stable. I'm afraid there is a master of talismans around King Zhao. I really hope it works..."

Before he could finish his thoughts, Lu Jin's face changed drastically the next second, and he shouted, "Retreat, everyone retreat!"

Dividing line.
ps: The new book is released, I beg you brothers to give me a free recommendation ticket, I will be very grateful!

(End of this chapter)