Ji Thrush's hand slipped down Ren Jianmo's sleeve, and grabbed the hand of his beautiful Ren.
Ren Jianmo's palm felt a little cool to the touch, dry and pliable, still a very familiar touch.
For some reason, after holding Ren Jianmo's hand, Ji Thrush felt his heart, which was about to jump into his throat, slowly fall back into his chest cavity, and even the panic of being surrounded by hordes of ghosts eased a lot.
Many thoughts raced through his mind.
For example, whether his electric energy is useful to these ghosts, or whether he can close the door before the ghost soldiers chase them out, etc.
But at this time, Ren Jianmo moved first.
Instead of shaking off Ji Thrush, he used some strength to hold the opponent's hand firmly in his palm.
Ji Thrush's heart began to pound again.
This was the first time since Ren Jianmo lost his memory that he did not refuse his touch, and it was also the first time that he took the initiative to respond to him.
Nervousness, excitement, fear, many emotions mixed together.
Holding hands by Ren Jianmo, he took a few steps forward, passed Master Ming Jun who was holding a vajra, and came to the outermost edge of the shield formed by the Buddha's light.
"Two benefactors, you—"
The fat monk was about to reach his limit, seeing that instead of running away, Ji Thrush and Ren Jianmo moved forward on their own initiative, he felt a mouthful of Ling Xiao's blood stuck in his throat and almost spewed out on the spot.
"Take away your supernatural powers."
Ren Jianmo said indifferently, facing the black shadows constantly impacting the Buddha's light in front of him.
"donor-"
Master Mingjun was going crazy with anger.
But at this time, the vajra in his hand could not support it at last, the brass surface covering the refined iron was shattered and peeled off, and the debris fell to the ground, and the Buddha light that the fat monk had struggled for for a long time also collapsed.
A large shadow was like a turbulent wave, with its head turned and its face turned towards the group of uninvited guests who dared to trespass the imperial tomb.
That moment was just a moment, but to Ji Thrush, it was very slow.
When the mental power is highly concentrated, Ji Thrush's dynamic vision can even distinguish the hideous faces of the ghost soldiers.
He wanted to take a bow and shoot an arrow, but Ren Jianmo held his hand firmly.
The next moment, Ji Thrush heard a familiar voice.
-do not move.
That was Ren Jianmo's voice.
It's just that he didn't hear it with his ears, but the voice clearly appeared in his mind.
Ji Thrush did not move.
He felt more at ease than ever.
At the beginning, he had just entered the "Peach Blossom Spring" from the real world, and was thrown into the "City of Ashes" without knowing anything. When he faced Jiege, who was stronger and more experienced than them at that time, and also armed with a gun, he It was the first time that the beauty of the family Ren showed her abilities, which made them escape smoothly.
At that time, he also said two short words - don't move.
Not only Ji Xiaoniao, but the entire tomb fell silent at this moment.
Whether it was a living person or a ghost, they were all frozen in this moment like a movie scene with the stop button pressed.
Ji Thrush never knew that Ren Jianmo's abilities were so strong - so strong that even tens of thousands of ghost soldiers had to obey him.
I don't know how long this silent silence lasted.
Ji Thrush no longer "heard" the voice of Ren Dameier from his family, but he was still under the control of the opponent's ability, and the ghost soldiers in front were the same.
When Ji Xiaoniao was finally able to move freely, he was surprised to see that those fierce ghosts who were still barking their teeth and claws stopped attacking, but just stood quietly in front of them, like a large silent shadow.
The majestic Ghost General was still standing at the front of the line.
Its body, like its soldiers, is a mass of thick gray-black, its skin is blue-gray, its expression is gloomy, and its cornea is so cloudy that it is impossible to see the true color of its iris.
At this moment, General Ghost seemed to be meeting Ren Jianmo's eyes.
[... What about the evidence?]
After a while, General Ghost suddenly spoke.
This sentence has no beginning and no end, and it is difficult for people to understand for a while.
But Ren Jianmo obviously knew what he was talking about.
"The chaos outside is the proof."
Ren Jianmo replied.
Ji Thrush looked up with a very surprised expression.
He never expected that during the time when Ren Jianmo was using his abilities to control everyone, he would be negotiating with General Ghost.
The ghost general was silent again.
One person and one ghost kept eye contact, as if they were communicating with Ren Jianmo's ability.
After a while, Ren Jianmo turned his head and said to Ji Thrush, "Let's go."
Ji Thrush: "???"
His eyes were wide open, very dazed.
Ren Jianmo didn't explain, but reached out to give the fat monk a hand, then patted Cen Jin on the shoulder, signaling them to go out and talk.
So a group of people drilled out from the entrance they had just entered.
Before going out, Ji Thrush looked back.
There were dense ghost figures behind him, and against the neatly lined up corpses behind him, the scene was like Shura Hell, so gloomy that it made one's scalp tingle.
However, those undead soldiers just stood still and watched them leave, without any intention of catching up.
Ji Thrush and the others entered the corridor and walked in the opposite direction for a short distance.
When they turned a corner and could no longer see the tomb where tens of thousands of people were killed and the same number of ghosts, they stopped and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Benefactor, what happened just now?"
"What did you tell that ghost general?"
"Are we just giving up like this? That's tens of thousands of elite soldiers!"
Ji Thrush, Dong Jing, and Master Ming Jun surrounded Ren Jianmo, and countless questions were thrown at Ren Jianmo like a cannonball. Even Yi Lianna showed a look of wanting to ask something.
Ren Jianmo raised his hand, signaling them to stop for a while.
To be honest, a big reason why he never teamed up with others before was that he was impatient to explain "what, why, how" to others, but...
Ren Jianmo glanced at Ji Thrush from the corner of his eye, and sighed silently in his heart.
... Forget it, for the sake of this silly boy, let's make an exception once.
In fact, even he himself didn't realize that his bottom line was receding inch by inch because of the thrush again and again.
"Those soldiers were indeed buried voluntarily."
Ren Jianmo patiently explained:
"And the reason for the burial was not because of foolish loyalty."
Then, Ren Jianmo told Ji Thrush what he had heard from General Ghost.
As early as a thousand years ago, there was a strange man surnamed Liu in the court.
Back then, the strange man surnamed Liu became the first assistant after assisting the monarch to win the country. One day, he watched the stars and asked for divination.
A strange man surnamed Liu wrote this divination into a long poem to secretly deceive Emperor Cheng Bing.
After the emperor read the poem, he summoned Shoufu into the palace, and the two talked secretly for a day and a night in the imperial study, and then twelve years later, sent a whole 10,000 troops into the pit of death.
Therefore, those soldiers who voluntarily took the poison, put on armor and held halberds, and lined up in the imperial tomb knew that they would fight again for the land that gave birth to them one day after a thousand years.
"In that case, the emperor is still a wise king!"
Dong Jing touched his chin, blinked his eyes, and asked expectantly:
"The millennium catastrophe in the hexagram should refer to the Xiyi devils invading our country? If so, shouldn't those ghost soldiers follow us smoothly?"
"That's exactly what it should have been."
Ren Jianmo shook his head.
"But things go wrong because of that 'Mingjun'."
The tens of thousands of elite soldiers in the tomb were indeed prepared by the owner of the tomb for the catastrophe after a thousand years after reading the divination, but he was the only one who could master this power.
In the self-cognition of the former emperor, he is the eternal emperor who ruled China. Of course, he will be eternal and immortal, and he will control this great country forever. Thousands of horses, like magic soldiers descending from the sky, he is the only one who saves the world from fire and water.
Ji Thrush: "..."
He gets it.
In other words, the former emperor refused to let go of power even after he died, and wanted to lead the army to clean up the old country from scratch, so now they can't dispatch the group of ghost soldiers, they have to ask the old man to go out in person.
"That's pretty much what it means."
Ren Jianmo first confirmed Ji Thrush's guess, and then said:
"However, there is no need for the emperor to come in person."
He paused, and drew a shape with his fingers in the void:
"What the ghost general wants is the tiger talisman that can dispatch troops."
When Dong Jing heard this, he immediately became excited:
"Where are the Tiger Talismans!? Let's find them quickly!"
Ren Jianmo fell silent, while Monk Mingjun looked very serious.
Ji Thrush thought for a while:
"I think, after all, it is something that can command the army. Such an important item... the old emperor must be kept by his side, right?"
"right."
Ren Jianmo nodded:
"So, if my guess is correct, the Tiger Talisman should be in the main tomb where the coffins are kept, or even... maybe on the body of the emperor himself."
"I go!"
Ji Thrush was going crazy.
Anyone who has read the two tomb robbery novels knows that the emperor's main tomb, as the core part of the whole tomb, must be the place with the strictest anti-theft measures. It is not an exaggeration to say "dragon pool and tiger den".
They are not real tomb robbers, they don't seek wealth, and they don't care about the treasures of the old emperor. They don't want to risk their lives to break into the crisis-ridden main tomb, okay
But now the situation is stronger than the people.
They entered the ancient tomb for these ten thousand elite soldiers.
But in addition to the remains of zombie soldiers that can be made into the human sacrifice pit, there are also a large group of ghosts that have wandered for thousands of years.
If they wanted to take away the corpse, they had to get the consent of the ghost soldiers themselves—and they only recognized their emperor, or his majesty's tiger amulet.
"Understood… "
Dong Jing obviously also figured out the crux of the problem.
His voice was weak and sounded very weak:
"Where is the main tomb? Let's... let's go..."