Invincible little uncle

Chapter 263 35. That Halberd's Overlord Comes Like a God (Fourth Update - Subscribe)
The three most elite disciples of the aristocratic family lived together on the top of the mountain next to the Wan Lai Ju Ji Pavilion, and it has been seven days in a flash.

They also went from strangers to a little familiarity with each other.

But the sword tomb has not been opened for a long time.

Zhang Jiuling, who was guarding the tomb, was a little stunned by this abnormal situation. He presided over the opening of the Sword Tomb more than ten times. Although there are errors in the time estimation, there will never be much difference.

This time, the difference has been a little too much.

wait and see
This was the gravekeeper's first reaction.

Although living in the mountains was extremely monotonous, the speed was extremely fast, and soon another seven days passed.

The black mountain wall behind Wan Lai Ju Ji Pavilion, which should be the cold rock of the gate of the Sword Tomb, still remained silent.

It seems that the mountain is an ordinary mountain, not a mysterious sword tomb that people in the rivers and lakes flock to.

"what happened?"

Zhang Jiuling felt a little strange, the first time he encountered such a situation in more than [-] years.

He carefully recalled the last time and the time when it was turned on last time, wondering if he had made a mistake.

Therefore, Zhang Jiuling spent another half a day calculating the opening date more carefully.

Putting down the pen and paper, the calculation was clear, but the gravekeeper became more and more confused.

Because he was right, the sword tomb should be opened no later than seven days ago.

"What the hell is going on?"

The tomb guard felt a little irritated for no reason, then glanced sideways at the three children who were still waiting, and suddenly raised his voice: "There may be some problems with the opening of the sword tomb, you don't need to stay on the top of the mountain any longer." , if you want, you can go to Jianling Mountain Villa, if you don’t want to, you can leave at any time, and you can come back when it is opened next time.”

Yu Xiaoxiao and Xue Shan looked at each other.

Xue Shan clasped his fists and said: "Master Zhang Ling, then I will go to the villa and wait for a month, if the sword tomb is still not opened after one month, this junior will come to say goodbye to you again.

During these days, thanks to your guidance and care, the younger generation has learned a lot. "

After speaking, he left the mountain.

Yu Xiaoxiao was standing beside Xia Guang. These days, she and this boy became inexplicably familiar. Although the latter didn't talk to her much, the key point was that she talked a lot.

"Huangpuguang, can you go down the mountain? I am far away from here in Sichuan, I will definitely live in the manor for a month."

Xia Guang shook his head, "I'll wait here."

"What are you waiting for?"

Yu Xiaoxiao tugged at his sleeve familiarly, "Let's go."

Xia Guang still shook his head.

The thin girl was a little annoyed, "Then I'll wait with you for three days. If the sword tomb is not opened in three days, you and I can go to the villa and wait, okay?"

"not good."

"Why are you so annoying? Cold, stubborn, and impersonal, how could Tang Rou like you?"

Yu Xiaoxiao started blackmailing her best friend.

The young man smiled without explaining, and sat quietly in front of the black mountain gate, thrust Fang Tian's painting halberd heavily to one side, and sat cross-legged.

If it's like facing the wall, it doesn't go back to the tent, it just looks at the direction where the gate of the sword tomb opens.

Look devout.

Yu Xiaoxiao watched his appearance, with heartbroken rapiers in both knees, looking at the black gate.

The Yu family in Western Shu is one of the big families, and Yu Xiaoxiao is like the proud daughter of heaven in the family who can get the heart-breaking sword bestowed by the head of the family.

She was very thin, so thin that she could be blown away by a gust of wind, her cheeks were not plump, and slightly sunken, but her eyes were very bright, not only bright, but also able to speak, like the bright and affectionate of an opera singer in Sichuan.

After just doing it for a day, Yu Xiaoxiao couldn't take it anymore.

She stood up, patted her buttocks, walked two steps, couldn't help but turned around and shouted: "Dead wood, how could Tang Rou like you?"

Then he said goodbye to the gravekeeper and went down the mountain.

Three days
Seven days
Ten days
half a month.
Time flies, deep winter is extremely cold.

In a few days, it is time to bid farewell to the old year and welcome the new year.

Naturally, red festive couplets were pasted up in the villa, exquisitely cut window grilles were framed, and red lanterns were carried. Every night, the lights were brightly lit, which added excitement to people's hearts. I just felt that the New Year was coming. .

Everything is about to get better.

The old will pass away and the new will come.

The children in Jianling Villa started running, and some even lit firecrackers.

This old and ancient villa exudes a kind of vitality.

The servants had already gone down the mountain and drove the ox cart to the town to buy new year's goods. They also brought some rouge and gouache requested by the women on the mountain, as well as rattle drums and candied haws that children like to play with.

Xue Shan and Yu Xiaoxiao are having a good time these days.

One of the two is from a family in the North, and the other is from a family in the West Shu. When they came to this southern villa, they could experience different lives and found it quite interesting.

However, every time I looked up, I saw a silent pavilion on the top of the mountain, the figure of the tomb guard was faint, and the boy was always sitting quietly in front of the huge black mountain peak that pierced the sky like a sword.

He seems to have lost track of time.

It also seems to believe that where there is sincerity, gold and stone are opened.

But how could the sword tomb be opened by mere mortals?
Even climbing a famous mountain, praying to Bodhisattvas, and burning three thousand sandalwood incenses may not work, let alone asking for a sword to be opened in the tomb?

"It's a bit silly." The genius of Xue Baiyi's family couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Yu Xiaoxiao also felt a little silly.

Turning her head around, she suddenly thought that her best friend's temper is very out of character, maybe her personality complements each other, she just likes this kind of cold, silly boy?

Even Zhang Jiuling from Wan Lai Ju Ji Pavilion felt that it had happened.

This strange man who has guarded the tomb for more than thirty years and is about to enter his sixties looked at the boy with a complicated expression.

He knew how the boy's mother died.

He even knew how rough the boy's future fate would be after he went down the mountain.

The white eagle with the letter paper should have passed the message to his daughter, the eldest wife of the Huangpu family.

Relying on this information, Zhang Jiuling knew everything he could do and what kind of killings he could subordinate.

But the boy didn't know.

He was still sitting in front of the sword tomb, waiting for the door that might never be opened again, looking at the black mountain like a rock.

"Silly."

Zhang Jiuling sighed softly, "Smart people abound in the world, why are there such fools?"

The years have left traces on that face, bringing up a little bit of stubble, which floated on the chin, and some climbed onto the cheeks.

Only those eyes are still bright.

The new year is coming.

Fireworks and firecrackers are heard everywhere.

The abnormality of the sword tomb made the tomb guard realize that it might never be opened.

No one knows where the tomb came from or why it exists, maybe it's time for it to disappear into the long river of time.

Zhang Jiuling sighed softly, maybe this is also good.

After all, the Zhang family in Jianling completely got rid of this fate, this responsibility, the man with gray hair sighed softly: "Freedom."

He finally walked out of this Wan Lai Ju Ji Pavilion, celebrated with his family in the villa for the first time, and spent a new year.

When spring comes, they will also arrange to dig the mountain to see what is in the belly of the mountain.

Years passed.

The Xue family elite of the Beidi family also took their long swords and bid farewell to Zhang Jiuling.

Yu Xiaoxiao didn't really want to leave, so she stayed for a few more days and tried to persuade the young man a few times, but the young man remained indifferent and just looked at the mountain gate.

"I'll tell Tang Rou how stupid, stupid and stubborn you are!"

Yu Xiaoxiao stuck out her tongue, and said goodbye when she went down the mountain.

now
The mountain is actually not very flat.

Lao Huang waited for a long time, and even settled down in a nearby town.

But since the young master didn't come down, he had to wait, and he had to do what was agreed.

However, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

There were more officers and soldiers, and there was also a man wearing a robe of a great merchant worshiping master, with a tall and slightly curved nose like an eagle, holding a heavy steel gun in his hand, galloping his horse, bypassing the town, and heading straight for Jianling.

Lao Huang, the priest of the big merchant, knew him, and even fought against him back then. He was also surnamed Zhang, and his first name was Zhao Chong. Master of goods.

Such a person is dispatched, so why?
Lao Huang lowered his hood, paid for the inn, and then used his agility to follow closely.

Following all the way to the foot of the mountain, I saw Zhang Zhaochong, leading nearly a thousand officers and soldiers, stepping on the stone steps, stepping on the red paper after the firecrackers exploded, to the top of the mountain.

The ominous premonition in Lao Huang's heart became stronger and stronger.
A few people in his heart suddenly came together, he patted his thigh suddenly, "Not good!!"

Taking out the hidden single-edged long sword from the baggage behind him, Lao Huang followed cautiously, and he already roughly guessed what happened.

it was his negligence
This time, I don't know if I can save the young master.

Anyway, no matter what, he will not die, and the young master will not die.

Jianling Mountain Gate.

The priests and the officers and soldiers of the great merchants swarmed in.

Zhang Jiuling stood in the open space at the entrance, cupped his hands and asked, "My Zhang family in Jianling broke the law? Do you want Lord Lao to come?"

Zhang Zhaochong smiled: "Where is Master Zhang Ling, you and I are also my family, and according to your age, you are also my elder. How could I bring someone to trouble your Zhang family?"

Zhang Jiuling came to his senses.

My daughter's actions are really fast, not only fast, but also very appropriate. Since the officers and soldiers are here, she must have kept the Huangpu family out of the matter.

As for such a big matter, the senior officials of the Huangpu family must have known about it.

It is inseparable from the fact that the officers and soldiers can come.

In other words, the boy had been abandoned by them.

In fact, it is very normal. It is a matter of family life and death. The mistakes you make must be borne by yourself. Not only do the higher-ups not blame the eldest lady, but they even feel like "fortunately, the eldest lady found out".

Zhang Jiuling looked back at the young man who was still sitting quietly on the top of the mountain.
There was an inexplicable feeling in my heart.

He sighed softly in his heart: what a fool.

Zhang Zhaochong said with a smile: "Lord Zhang Ling, we are here for the young master of the Huangpu family. This matter involves King Wu. A few days ago, he issued an order to capture this young master and send him to the capital of the Great Shang Kingdom."

The Martial King of the Great Shang is the number one demon god in the world, Lu Shaoji.

And dispatching a fifth-rank worship master also represented that he attached great importance to this matter.

That child. There is no future.

Pity.

Zhang Jiuling pointed in the direction of the attic on the top of the mountain, "The person you are looking for is there."

Zhang Zhaochong nodded, waved his hand, and shouted: "Take me!"

More than a thousand officers and soldiers marched neatly from the two half-moon mountain roads towards the top of the mountain.

The sound of treading was like thunder, like two turbulent long streams, with huge sound waves, rushing towards the top of the mountain.

山巅
There is only one abandoned pavilion, and everything is silent.

The boy sat withered for nearly three months.

At this time, he pressed his palms tightly in front of the black, cold and ruthless mountain gate.

The officers and soldiers had already exposed their heads from the mountain roads on both sides, and Zhang Zhaochong led the way, carrying a heavy steel gun.

At the mountain gate, the old servant also slowly appeared, ignoring the obstacles, like a ghost, he rushed into the sword mausoleum like a gust of wind.

Lao Huang raised his head, the look of weakness in his eyes had long since disappeared, replaced by an incomparably fierce, desperate madness.

"Do you know why I waited so long?"

Sensing the surrounding officers and soldiers, the boy's expression didn't change at all. He seemed to be talking to himself, with his head raised slightly, his face covered with stubble, and his black hair scattered.

The boy was not prepared for anyone to answer him, so he continued: "Because, I know that the sword tomb will be opened."

Zhang Zhaochong laughed, and even the officers and soldiers laughed. When he came, he had already heard that Lord Zhang Ling had left the Wan Lai Ju Ji Pavilion where he had sat in meditation for more than [-] years. The disciples of the aristocratic family also left, leaving only the emperor The big fool of the Pu family is still sitting in front of the mountain gate, talking about dreams and whimsical ideas.

Seeing you today is really stupid.

Not only stupid, but possibly insane.

The boy's eyes were bright and he was smiling. He pointed his left hand in the direction of his chest and heart, "Here...there is a god. As long as you are sincere enough, miracles will appear."

With the mountain full of laughter, his right hand lightly pressed against the black mountain wall, the sword tomb that was doomed to be impossible to open.

Suddenly, the brilliance radiated! ! !
The sound of swords all over the mountain is like the roar of dragons and tigers!
Like a dam bursting, thousands of famous swords and knives turned into a rolling stream, and like thousands of beasts galloping, with a bang, the black mountain wall burst open.

If the Myriad Divine Soldiers are wild beasts in ancient mythology, with just a slight movement, the mountains will collapse.

The boy raised his head, raised his hand, and laughed loudly: "Halberd!!"

If it is the emperor's order, countless famous swords, monster knives, and divine weapons in the sky will transform into a halberd that stretches tens of thousands of meters. When they are cut, the thousand people who are rushing, together with the fifth-rank master Zhang Zhaochong.

Exterminate! !

(End of this chapter)