Wu Ni Huang Fei

Chapter 202 The Mausoleum of the Holy Ancestor [20]

Mo Fenghua sneered, it really was a blatant temptation, if they were just a little bit greedy, even if they just touched those treasures, even if they only took one, they would fall to pieces.

Mingo, the lacquer carving, wiped the cold sweat off his head, ""Fortunately, none of us touched these things just now. "

Now that I think about it, it's really dangerous.

Mo Fenghua sat on the ground without any image and waited for her physical strength to recover. She suddenly asked: "I don't know how the good friends are doing now. Is the road going smoothly, or is it like us, full of dangers?" If it is very smooth , can she curse?

Ming Ke, the lacquer carving, asked puzzledly, "Good friend?"

Mo Fenghua chuckled: "Uh, it means good friends, good brothers."

Ming Ke, the lacquer carving, had an enlightened expression on his face: "Oh, what does this mean? It sounds new at the time. They...I don't think it will be much easier than us. The emperor is so afraid that his tomb will be stolen. It’s a very perverted level, maybe their side is more dangerous.”

Mo Fenghua secretly said in her heart that she hoped that their side would be more dangerous, otherwise she would feel unbalanced.

Qi Diao Mingke didn't understand what Mo Fenghua was thinking. He was very worried about the Hei brothers and didn't know what their current situation was.

Even if he was put into such a mess in the underground palace, would it be worse for the two brothers?
After resting for a long time, Mo Fenghua took advantage of Qi Diao Mingke's turning around to check the surrounding environment, and immediately flashed into the space to drink two mouthfuls of spiritual spring water, and hurried out even before Gun Gun could talk to him.

Lingquan who quickly replenished the physical strength that Mo Fenghua had consumed allowed her body to return to its peak state, as if she had been beaten with chicken blood.

The two continued to walk forward, and the more they walked, the more they discovered that the Emperor Shengzu had hollowed out the entire mountain, and what he built was no longer a simple mausoleum, but an underground mausoleum, an underground palace, and he wanted to enjoy life after his death. That incomparably luxurious glory.

The two turned several turns and came to a stone bridge. They saw deep pits dug on both sides under the stone bridge. The pits were filled with countless white bones.

Ming Ke, the lacquer carving, said: "This should be a burial pit, and the maids and eunuchs should be buried inside."

Mo Fenghua sneered: "I really don't know how such a poor, extravagant, extravagant and licentious person, the Emperor Shengzu, managed to secure his position in the world."

Ming Ke, the lacquer carving, replied: "Because he has a good son."

Emperor Taizong, the second emperor of Yanwu Kingdom, was considered a master of the ages. He stabilized the dilapidated country left to him by his father, and managed a prosperous age in 50 years, which made the country of Yanwu Kingdom proudly continue. to date.

Without Taizong, Yanwu Kingdom would be nothing more than a short-lived dynasty.

The lacquer carving Ming Ke gave her the Tang Dao that she had given to Mo Fenghua before: "There are so many bones buried below, there must be a lot of resentment on the bridge, you must be careful when you go up, no matter what you see, just cut it straight away It's the illusion of a wronged soul."

"Got it." Mo Fenghua took it over.

She followed Mingo Qi Diao onto the stone bridge.

After going up, everything in front of you will change in an instant.

The simple shape, stone gray stone bridge, pleasing to the eye, has become a palace with carved beams and painted buildings.

The court ladies and eunuchs shuttled back and forth, and occasionally one of them would touch the corner of her clothes.

Mo Fenghua didn't look sideways, and the steps under his feet were not messy, and he walked straight forward.

(End of this chapter)