Tomb Raiders in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 126 Compensation
Li Mojin really believed it, he muttered, and looked Zhang Faqiu up and down: "I just said that we all passed through the wormhole together, you have a genetic mutation, and I have nothing to do, Brother Zhang, I don’t blame you for hiding it from me before, we’ll be brothers from now on, let’s practice Nine Suns Divine Art together and dominate the martial arts world!”

The evil in Zhang Faqiu's heart was more serious, he directly clasped his fists at Li Mojin: "Junior Brother, write it in quickly, don't ask Master to wait for a long time."

"I'll go too!" Zhang Faqiu was in high spirits, he tossed his hair, and walked into the courtyard thinking he was very chic.

"My lord!" Li Changkun and Zhang Biao couldn't help but take three or four steps back when they saw the evil smile on Zhang Faqiu's face.

"What? Am I scary?" Zhang Faqiu reached out and touched his chin with a smile on his face.

"No...no!" Zhang Biao laughed dryly, and stabbed Li Changkun beside him with his crutch.

Li Changkun also hurriedly said, "No..."

"My lord, why did Zuo Xianweng get angry before? He knocked us out on the ground?" Zhang Biao was a young man after all, so he couldn't help asking.

Zhang Faqiu showed some struggling expression: "Do you know what Xiaobai is?"

"This... the future mistress?" Zhang Biao asked with a laugh.

Zhang Faqiu showed a choked expression on his face: "Who told you?"

"Don't all our lieutenant officers think so? Don't they?" Zhang Biao was an honest man, and he didn't see Li Changkun winking at him at all, just telling him not to talk nonsense.

Zhang Faqiu: "..."

"That's a flood dragon, able to swallow clouds and breathe out fog. When we went to Feixing Ridge, the creature that took away the flood dragon was Xiaobai. I wish her the best of luck, so that the flood didn't spread!"

"This is the absolute love between humans and demons!" Zhang Biao suddenly popped up a modern vocabulary.

Zhang Faqiu gritted his teeth: "Is this what Da Li said again?"

"Yeah?" Zhang Biao didn't understand why the lord suddenly became unhappy again.

"Hmph!" Zhang Faqiu: "How is this kid still arranging me behind the scenes? Let me hear what you're talking about?"

"No!" Li Changkun excitedly said, "Absolutely not!"

"No way, second brother... Eldest brother..." Zhang Biao was halfway through his words, but was abruptly turned back by Li Changkun's eyes.

"Li Er, tell me!" Zhang Faqiu pointed to Li Changkun.

"Well... my lord, I'm going outside to see the soldiers... third brother, let's go!" After saying this, Li Changkun turned around and ran away. Seeing Li Changkun fleeing, he left.

Zhang Faqiu chuckled: "Can we talk now?"

"There's nothing I can't say..." Zhang Biao also felt that there was nothing he couldn't say: "Brother always said that the protagonist has a loli plot, and Miss Xiaoqing was originally a very good loli, but when she grew up, she just didn't like her." Abandoned by the lord, and then the lord changed his target and got to know the little white girl, so he bought the house for the little white girl, and used the name of the little white girl as the name of the house..."

"No more?" Zhang Faqiu's eyeballs were almost rolled up until only the whites remained.

This guy is really gossip, his nature hasn't changed at all.

"It's basically these..." Zhang Biao felt that this was not a big problem, so he said it all.

Zhang Faqiu "hummed" twice: "Go to the warehouse and give me some money, and take a look at Chunlan and Qiuju by the way, Xiaobai is gone now."

"Why?" Zhang Biao began to ask questions again: "Didn't the lord just say that the little white girl is a dragon, who can call the wind and rain, and fly to the sky and escape the earth?"

"The old man Zuo didn't allow me to be with them, so that in the future I..." Zhang Faqiu felt that he had talked too much with Zhang Biao about his identity as the successor of the funeral scriptures, and Zhang Biao didn't move.

"Oh! I see!" Zhang Biao nodded suddenly, with a serious expression on his face.

Zhang Faqiu looked at Zhang Biao very relieved, and felt that although this kid was a little confused, he still understood all the problems and responsibilities he had to face as a successor of the funeral scriptures.

But before Zhang Faqiu's gratified smile extended from the corner of his mouth to his cheek, Zhang Biao continued:
"My lord, the old man Zuo must think that his granddaughter Xiaoqing is not as good-looking as Mistress Xiaobai, so he purposely found an excuse to drive Mistress Xiaobai away. I have seen many such things in my Gada place..."

Zhang Faqiu was speechless for a while. If someone asked him now, what is a generation gap and what is not on the same channel, Zhang Faqiu would point to Zhang Biao and others and say: Look, this is called a generation gap, and this is called not being on the same channel!
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Li Mojin walked into the house with the excitement of being able to practice the Nine Suns Divine Art, just in time to see Zuo Ci waiting for him with a heavy heart.

"Then what... Zuo Immortal!" Li Mojin laughed shyly.

Zuo Ci pointed to the desk next to him, and motioned Li Mojin to be a junior.

Li Mojin immediately knelt and sat down in a dignified manner.

"Mojin..." Zuo Ci looked at Li Mojin kindly like an old grandfather.

Li Mojin straightened up immediately: "Hey! Here it is!"

"There are some heavy burdens that need to be picked up for you. Faqiu's life is very hard. I am very relieved to have a brother like you by his side."

Li Mojin was thinking about the legendary Nine Suns Divine Art with all his heart, and immediately slapped his chest loudly, saying with arrogance:

"Don't worry, brother Zhang is my own brother. This kid has no parents since he was a child. We brothers don't care about him. Who cares about him?"

"Well said!" Zuo Ci was very pleased: "I want to take him to find the Taoist master of our Taoist sect, who is also the master of the sect. People call him Daoist, and I will enshrine him as a god. Then Cao Cao's affairs will be left to you. I believe you have the ability."

"Ah?" Li Mojin never thought that such a thing would happen.

"Then what?!" Li Mojin was dumbfounded: "That's it?"

"Otherwise?" Zuo Ci looked puzzled.

"I didn't say that, old god! What about the Nine Suns Divine Art?" Li Mojin hurriedly asked.

Zuo Ci was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that Li Mojin had been fooled by Zhang Faqiu. After all, he was an old goblin who had practiced Taoism for so many years.

"It's easy to say, easy to say!" Zuo Ci smiled slightly.

Li Mojin's eyes looked like a little milk baby who was looking forward to the sweet candy in the hands of the big sister.

Zuo Ci pondered for a while, then suddenly waved his hand, and a Taoist sword with talisman circulation appeared in his hand.

This sword is exactly the Dao sword that Zuo Ci used to induce Tianlei before.

When Li Mojin saw a dao sword, his saliva flowed unconsciously.

Even the high-tech of the later generations cannot produce this kind of special effect with this Dao sword that circulates talismans.

That's right!

In Zhang Faqiu's eyes, Zuo Ci is a man with Hollywood special effects, just like Gangzhu Qiao has his own sound effects every time he appears on stage.

"Give it to me?" Li Mo walked forward with his golden knees, and he was in front of Zuo Ci. It really made people lose their integrity.

Zuo Ci looked at the dao sword flashing in the talisman in his hand, feeling reluctance in his heart, and sighed: "This dao sword has followed me for hundreds of years, and it was taught to me by my master since the beginning of my cultivation."

When Li Mojin heard this, he was somewhat embarrassed to take the Dao sword, but after thinking about it, Zuo Ci can live for hundreds of years, so Zuo Ci's master must be even more powerful, and he must still be in the world .

"Old Immortal, then your master has become an Immortal?" Li Mojin asked curiously, in his eyes, Zuo Ci was no different from an Immortal.

"At 150 years old, he will die in the Tao!" Zuo Ci had a sad face on his face: "The road to enlightenment is full of various difficulties and obstacles, countless, how can it be so easy to become enlightened? Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!"

He uttered the word "difficult" three times in a row, with a heavy accent, revealing Zuo Ci's inner voice.

The so-called transformation of the Tao is another way of saying that the body dies. People who practice the Tao cultivate the Tao between heaven and earth, and realize the Tao under the sky; Between heaven and earth, it can be regarded as another way to survive forever.

Hearing this, Li Mojin couldn't bear it. After all, it was left by his mentor.

Unexpectedly, Zuo Ci pushed the dao sword in his hand towards Li Mojin's body: "I'll give it to you today. You will lead the army alone in the future and go to dig the ancient tomb. I will do it to the end and follow your destiny." , I will make a spell for you, and change it to touch the golden talisman, and you will be the ancestor of this lineage, and I will seal it for you! From now on, there will be one more touch gold lineage for laymen outside the 36 ten lines. You are the ancestor! Your gold-touching talisman can be passed down from generation to generation!"

"Touch the golden talisman!" Li Mojin almost choked on his own saliva. He came from later generations, so he naturally knew what this kind of thing was. He and his mother were made by Cao Cao's subordinates!

Did I travel through and change history, or... I originally belonged to this period of history?Originally appeared in the post-modern era, was it just a coincidence, or a dream bubble?
Here is my final and true destination?
Li Mojin was terrified when he thought carefully, his thinking seemed to have fallen into a dead corner, and he could hardly turn out.

"Take it, this sword is yours!" Zuo Ci's voice became distant: "Feng Zheng can't do it at will, especially Feng Zu, it needs Dao Zun to do it, wait until Zhang Faqiu and I go together When you meet Dao Zun, you will go with us."

Li Mojin took the Dao Sword in his hand, Zuo Ci suddenly reached out and grabbed Li Mojin's palm, rubbed the blade of the sword and rubbed it.

"Thorn-"

The blood donation spewed out, and the tingling sensation pulled Li Mojin back from his chaotic thoughts.

"This dao sword is sucking my blood donation?" Li Mojin looked at Zuo Ci in horror.

Zuo Ci nodded: "Don't worry, this is to recognize the Lord."

"Recognize the Lord?" Li Mojin looked at Zuo Ci in astonishment: "This is too mysterious."

"The Taoist sword that Guowen has cultivated for hundreds of years is sacrificed with painstaking efforts and offered with incense on weekdays. It has long been called a divine weapon, and it is given to you today just to make up for you."

"Compensate me?" Li Mojin didn't understand what he meant.

(End of this chapter)