When Gong Jun was dug out from the ruins by his subordinates, he really regretted not reading the almanac when he went out.
How could it be so unlucky
"… Tongzhi? Not good, Tongzhi can't do it anymore!"
The breath that Gong Jun finally gathered was swept away, and some people desperately patted his face, trying to pick out the dust and sand residues in his nose and mouth.
"Pooh."
Gong Jun reluctantly pushed the person away, then lay beside him and coughed for a long time.
As long as he is not directly smashed to death, a martial arts master like him can't die for a while, and his internal strength turns into a turtle's breath, and his body is as stiff as death, at least three or five hours. The disadvantage is that he has given up self-help and can only wait for others to dig.
"Tongzhi is alive!" The Jinyi guards were very happy.
"Buddha appeared!" A monk followed.
Gong Jun continued to cough weakly, he didn't die at all, what can't live! It has nothing to do with Buddha's penny! Don't think that after a few words, he will donate a golden body to the Buddha statue in Liuhe Temple.
When he looked up, he realized that he was thinking too much.
What Liuhe Temple needs is not a golden statue of a Buddha, but a new temple.
Gong Jun only remembered a loud bang, which coincided with a flash of lightning in the sky a moment ago. He hadn't reacted yet, thinking that the thunder was too loud, and the house collapsed right after.
"How about the casualties?"
It was raining heavily at that time, everyone was in the house, and some Jinyiwei were standing under the porch.
It happened so suddenly that even Gong Jun didn't have time to escape.
Gong Jun's subordinates endured the sourness of their eyes and gestured, "There are only these brothers left, we are still digging."
Gong Jun staggered to his feet, and luckily pushed away a thick beam.
The rain was still falling, and there was no call for help in the ruins.
The people buried below may be dead, or they may be saved, they kept digging and digging in the torrential rain.
The smell of gunpowder wafted over.
"Gunpowder..."
Gong Jun gritted his teeth, no wonder he didn't feel anything different.
Most of his warning signs of danger were related to other martial arts masters. Gunpowder was extremely powerful, and it didn't give off murderous aura, so Gong Jun couldn't even notice it.
"Where is the explosion?"
"Reporting to Tongzhi, it seems to be not far from the temple."
The gunpowder was definitely not hidden in Liuhe Temple. This morning, Gong Jun and his subordinates searched the entire temple in the name of arresting Jiang Yang robbers. There must be a lot of gunpowder with such power. Maybe they can overlook one or two packets. This kind of weight may be more than a dozen boxes. How can I miss it
While trying to save people, and at the same time going to explore the site of the explosion, Gong Jun was at a loss.
Just when he was in a daze, Meng Qi came back.
He was still carrying the ink carp on his back, and the torrential rain poured down. Both of their clothes were dry (Meng Qi steamed them dry with internal force), and along the way, the rain could not touch his body at all, and was expelled by internal force.
This kind of appearance, this vision, even the people of the mountains can see extraordinary.
"doctor?"
Those Jin Yiwei were taken aback before they saw Meng Qi's face.
Some Jin Yiwei knew Meng Qi, some didn't, and they panicked instantly when they heard their colleagues shouting.
"Everything is quiet!" Gong Jun shouted angrily, "Furious, what's the manner?"
Jin Yiwei: "..."
Wasn't it Gong Tongzhi who told his brothers to run when he saw Meng Guoshi? Why do you despise them for being flustered now
Gong Jun also realized this. Rao was cheeky in the officialdom for many years, and he almost didn't hold back.
He said with a stern face: "There is a person in the rivers and lakes, Yongzhou Tibetan Fengguan, who is known as the ancestor of Qingwu, who led the bandits to attack the court officials and killed our brothers. The intention is not good. The former Meng Guoshi was also involved in this matter, and he wanted to The Qingwu ancestor was arrested, so we joined forces for the time being, and the two were at peace with each other."
Oh, don't run away for now,
The Jinyiwei tacitly ignored the word "joint forces" and thought it was a scene. Meng Qi would not join forces with them at all, it would be a good thing not to suddenly turn around and kill them.
Hey, it's not easy to know the same thing. In order to find a way for the brothers to live, I have to give Meng Guoshi a smile.
Gong Jun: "…"
Deputy Commander Gong felt from the eyes of his subordinates that they seemed to have misunderstood something.
How sharp his mind is, he understands after thinking about it, and then there is a silence, because this is not a complete misunderstanding, they really came to rely on the power of Meng Guoshi because of the danger. In all honesty, Gong Jun still hoped that Meng Qi and Qingwu Patriarch would both suffer, and that the two troubles would disappear at the same time, so that he could take a rest at home comfortably.
But things will not be so simple.
Gong Jun looked at Meng Qi suspiciously, always feeling that the other party seemed a little different.
But what is different, he can't tell, just from the momentum, now he is inexplicably shorter, his mouth is open, and he can't say a single sentence.
Gong Jun wanted to open the gap from Mo Li, but Mo Li closed his eyes and seemed to be adjusting his breath. He couldn't make a sound to disturb him.
Meng Qi rushed over to see the situation. He was reluctant to leave the ink carp in the cave, and he was not at ease, so he simply put the person on his back and performed the light work.
The Crescent Moon Temple is close to the valley where the Liuhe Temple is located, and Meng Qi could still smell the smoke of gunpowder when he arrived.
"Have your people passed?" Meng Qi stared at the direction of the explosion.
"I've seen it."
Gong Jun said while moving stones.
Meng Qi glanced at the ruins, his voice slowed down slightly, and he pointed to a place and said, "There are still people down here, move here first, other places... you don't have to."
Everyone was stunned, and then reacted.
They hurried to the ruins to clear the rubble, and at the same time their hearts sank straight down.
Soon they saw an arm, and when they dug out the man, they found that it was a Jin Yiwei, still angry. Then three or five people were discovered one after another, some dead, some seriously injured.
In the end, the little novice and the abbot were rescued.
The little novice passed out, but the condition of the abbot was not very good.
Everyone reluctantly went to the rubble next to save people, but no one was found alive, and all they found were corpses.
Looking at the original brightly colored robes, covered with thick dust, soaked with blood, and turned into indistinguishable rags and rags, the still alive Jin Yiwei's eyes were split.
"Tongzhi! What is the origin of the Qingwu ancestor? How could he collect so much gunpowder?"
Gong Jun pursed his lips and did not answer.
This is exactly what he is worried about. A huge amount of gunpowder is hidden near the Liuhe Temple of Longclaw Peak. There is no secret report related to this matter. Is it because Jin Yiwei is too incompetent, or does the other party have foresight and other channels
Besides, Meng Qi carefully guarded the ink carp on his back, and after leaving the ruins of Liuhe Temple, he found the place where the explosion occurred very quickly.
This is the woods near the pagoda.
Now the forest has changed beyond recognition, and the mud and twigs and fallen leaves flew far away, leaving a deep and wide pit in place.
The floating soil kept rolling down, and there were still some fallen trees in the pit.
Except for the main hall and the pagoda, the other houses in Liuhe Temple did not have a deep foundation, so they collapsed directly. Now a small part of the main hall of the temple remains, and the stupa is tilted.
"No, let's go!"
Meng Qi rolled up his sleeves, and his inner strength pushed the other two Jin Yiwei who came to check the situation and flew out.
At the same time, he quickly retreated a dozen feet with the ink carp on his back, only to hear a loud bang, the ground collapsed, and the entire pagoda was engulfed by the sudden hole in the ground.
If it was still standing in its original position, it would have fallen in at this moment.
The two Jin Yiwei were in a cold sweat, got up and were about to come over to thank him, when they suddenly saw Meng Qi's face.
Immediately, he ran without saying a word, running faster than the speed that he had just fallen and flew out. At first glance, he was under Gong Jun's command, and he won the true inheritance of the deputy commander of Gong.
A greasy ointment smell came from the cave.
There are also rosin, white wax, and various flavors mixed together.
As soon as it was poured by the heavy rain, the stagnant water was poured back, and the smell rushed out, and finally it rose with the wind, and a strange crimson water mist appeared.
Gong Jun covered his mouth and nose subconsciously and asked in surprise, "What is this?"
It was the gas that came out of the tomb that was originally sealed.
In order to prevent the tombs from being stolen, the sealing layer is very thick. This soil layer is not ordinary soil, but a special kind of ancient recipe, mixed with glutinous rice and more than a dozen kinds of things. After the soil dries up, it becomes very firm.
Not only can insects and ants not enter, but even air flow is blocked.
In order to imitate Emperor Qin, Emperor Chen Li lit an ever-bright lantern in the tomb, using the ointment boiled by the legendary East China Sea merman, but he did not know that the tomb had been closed for a long time, and the flames self-extinguished, whether it was the merman ointment or the fairy ointment. Not useful.
The ointment and the mercury, spices and other substances used for antisepsis in the mausoleum have been mixed into a fragrance that no one can tell what it is.
"Walk!"
Meng Qi said with a sullen face.
The mercury in Emperor Li's Mausoleum was all drained out when Qingwu Patriarch sent someone to excavate the Liuhe Temple three years ago, and very little remains in the tomb.
Even so, the qi gushing out of the tomb cannot be inhaled into the body.
Even tomb robbers know that when the tomb is opened, you must not enter it immediately. Usually, a bird or a dog is prepared to test your life. Only the birds and dogs are alive and kicking, and they dare to enter the tomb.
"The wind is from the north... No, it's turned to the east again!" Gong Jun and his people were about to dodge far away when he suddenly saw a group of people approaching the front of the mountain road.
"It's here!"
"When the ground is shaking, someone must be trying to blow up the mausoleum with something from the Thunder Hall! Hurry up, you can't be robbed in the front, the treasure of the emperor's mausoleum is right in front of you!"
These Jianghu people were originally scattered all over Shangyun Mountain looking for Emperor Li's Mausoleum. Many of them lived in Longpaw Peak. After all, this is the main way to enter the mountain. Follow along, it will definitely work!
As a result, people did not wait, and there was movement on the mountain.
"Bastard!" Gong Jun paused.
He knew that these people were relatively close to Liuhe Temple, and when he heard the sound, he came, and the next thing was when he was watching the rain, he found that there was a strange red fog rising from Liuhe Temple.
"Tongzhi, do you want to stop them?" Jin Yiwei gathered around.
Gong Jun shook his head, not knowing how many Jianghu people would appear here.
"There's a big hole over there!"
"It's Emperor Li's Mausoleum, it must be the Mausoleum of Emperor Li!"
The corners of Meng Qi's mouth pursed, and his eyes showed murderous intent.
At this time, the ink carp on his back suddenly moved and woke up.