"Winged King, treasure", I have only heard of the treasure of Emperor Jianwen, the treasure of King Chuang and the treasure of the Eight Banners Imperial Mausoleum, Liu Yun thought while running, and suddenly remembered that one of the six emperors of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, Wing King Shi Dakai, didn't he die by the Dadu River, how could there be a treasure in Hanyang Turtle Mountain.

A few kilometers of mountain road, although it is difficult to walk, the group of rats and wolves rushed, or quickly arrived near the slag field, Qingzi stopped, pressed his hand weakly, everyone immediately hidden, Liu Yun also noticed that something was wrong, the surroundings were too quiet, even the snakes, insects, rats and ants that have always been rampant have no voice, I remember that Major General Qin sent heavy troops to guard here, why didn't he see anyone.

Just when everyone was reborn in doubt, an abrupt voice sounded, "Friends hiding in the gutter, come out, poor road has been waiting for a long time."

Qingzi and Liu Yun and others, they knew that most of them were exposed, after all, there was a low-handed Ding Jiu, who was about to stand up, and a group of people appeared not far away, "Haha, down, Poyang Lake Lu Liu, I don't know which master is here, and I hope Your Excellency will give me a number."

"Amitayus longevity, poor road Siming Mountain savage, the road number is clear, I have seen all the masters, I don't know what to see and teach in my Turtle Mountain", I saw a Taoist holding floating dust slowly coming.

"Ah, it turns out that the head of Qingxu Dao is here, I'm just passing by here, hehe, I'll leave right away, I'll leave right away", it seems that the head of Qingxu Dao is very famous, even the river and ocean thieves in Poyang Lake are a little afraid, Lu Liu is not ink, and immediately obeys and prepares to slip away.

Just when Lu Liu was about to run away, the partners quit, two or three of them, one ripped off his cloak, held a Chicago typewriter, and shot at Qingxu Daochang, in the dark night, the flame mouth of the submachine gun was very hot, like a torrential rain, the sound of gunfire was no longer audible, Liu Yun felt that the time was very long, for fear that these gangsters would shoot randomly at themselves after falling through the muzzle, and the hand holding the M1911 was too nervous, faintly slippery.

"Click", the bullets in the Thompson submachine gun finally ran out, making the sound of hanging empty planes, and the slag field was full of smoke, everyone thought that the Qingxu Daoist was beaten into a sieve, and the gangsters also thought that the assault was successful, so they laughed, and when they were about to reload the bullets, they saw a few streamers flying out of the smoke, pointing directly at Lu Liu's gang.

Only then did I hear a clear drink, "Look at the fight", it turned out that the Qingxu Daoist was not dead.

Seven or eight suddenly fell half, none of the previous shots survived, Lu Liu's group of revenants were born, knowing that they had really met a master, and in a little hurry, a series of bird words appeared, such as "Fuck, Shit, MyGod", which rang out.

At this time, everyone knew that there were foreigners among them, no wonder they would shoot without scruples, and the Qingxu Daoist was also angry, "Lu Liu, you scum, I thought that you were more or less a good man, and you actually secretly colluded with foreigners, seized my country's treasure, and took your life."

Lu Liu suddenly screamed and scolded the foreigner, "Smith, I'll your eighth-generation ancestor, didn't we say okay, since you came to Guishan, you have to listen to me, don't expose your whereabouts, why don't you listen, now we're all finished."

"Dear Mr. Lu, don't talk about those useless, that old man, it's very powerful, what should we do, now", Smith said in a strange tone, obviously also the six gods have no master.

In the smoke, a cold light flashed, and I only heard a painful snort from the head of the Void Dao, followed by a burst of shouts, "Who is the rat generation, dare to sneak attack the poor road, can you dare to report your name."

"Haha, this seat is the silver samurai of the Great Japanese Empire, Yamanosuke Miyamoto", a Japanese who looks like a ninja walked out with a swagger.

Silver Warrior, Liu Yun was moved in his heart, and involuntarily looked at Qingzi of Zhongcheng Palace, Qingzi seemed to be very surprised, looking thoughtful, and didn't notice someone's movements.

Miyamoto seemed to be very proud, ignoring Qingxu's counterattack at all, and said with a big sting, "Qingxu old man, this seat is very busy, and I don't want to do much, you go, you can't fool me, you have been seriously injured, I want to kill you, it's just a knife move."

The hero doesn't eat the loss in front of him, Qingxu Dao Chang didn't say anything, weighed it again and again, only felt that there was no chance of winning, so he had to sigh, and gradually disappeared into the darkness, but unexpectedly two cold lights attacked, fortunately, Qingxu was prepared early, and he was not afraid, and he brushed the dust in his hand, and several streamers shot out, and the two black shadows had to put away their knives and defend themselves, and they made a few dings in a row, blocking the hidden weapon, and then went to see Qingxu, but they had already disappeared without a trace.

It seems that as early as Miyamoto Sannosuke's expectation, he didn't care, he slapped his hands, and two black shadows appeared not far away, facing the direction of Liu Yun and his people, and said with a smile, "You all come out, aren't you all here for the treasure of the Wing King, I'm a good talker, I only need one treasure in the treasure, and the rest, let everyone divide it equally."

Liu Yungang wanted to ask the silver warrior what was going on, but Qingzi had already clenched his fists and asked, "Your Excellency, but my ally of the Qing Dynasty, the people of the Ise Jingu of the Great Japanese Empire, are in love with Xinjueluo Puqing."

Liu Yun was stunned for a moment, Qingzi's voice no longer had a woman's taste, but a hoarse man's voice, which was similar to the original Shimahara Qingichi's voice, but after the Ryukyu royal family, how did it become a Manchu royal family again, and quickly reacted, Qingzi was also wary of the silver samurai Miyamoto.

Miyamoto Yamanosuke looked at Qingzi carefully a few times, and then looked at Liu Yun and the others before he smiled dumbly, "Honorable, it turns out that he is still a county lord of Manchukuo."

Qingzi corrected Miyamoto's statement with a straight look, "Although Your Excellency is a friend, please don't talk nonsense, there has never been any Manchukuo, only the Qing Dynasty."

Manchukuo is obviously a Japanese colony, Pu Yi is the emperor, and he still wants to save face and suffer crimes, Miyamoto snorted coldly, and he didn't bother to say anything more.

Liu Yun couldn't help but applaud Qingzi's answer, Qingzi is worthy of being a spy, and knows the trick of "pretending to be a dragon like a dragon, pretending to be a tiger like a tiger", just a few words, so that the Japanese silver samurai are convinced of Qingzi's disguised identity.

At this time, Lu Liu and Smith quarreled, Lu Liu saw that three or four of his accomplices died, and knew that the risk of this treasure exploration was too great, and some wanted to retreat, and repeatedly explained to the foreigners, "Although the treasure is good, you have to have a life flower", but the foreigners saw that the Qingxu Dao chief was driven away, and some thieves were not dead, so they naturally wanted to continue to explore the treasure, so the noise became louder and louder.

Miyamoto was also a little impatient, with a wave of his hand, four black shadows shot away, Lu Liu and Smith were together, and there were only four people left, and the black shadows put the knife on their necks, just one by one, like a chicken cub, and was escorted over.

Liu Yun found out that Lu Liu was about thirty years old, Smith was a middle-aged white man, and the remaining two were young people, one black and one Arab, it was really a strange combination, of course, if you explore the treasure, this combination is not strange.

There were four more who came with Lu Liu, but all of them died, and none of them were injured, which made everyone gasp, and couldn't help but sigh that the methods of the old way of Qingxu were vicious, but those few people, regardless of whether they were innocent, just strafed for a while, which was also disgusting, although the silver warrior was a sneak attack, he could make a contribution with one sword, and he was also very powerful, and everyone suddenly shuddered.

Liu Yun is a little better, because starting from the monk of Shaomu Mountain to the silver warrior, he has not escaped the scanning of the brain, but what surprised him is how there are so many masters overnight, except for the four black shadows with knives, none of them are weaker than the eldest grandson Mingyue.

On the contrary, the silver samurai is still at the bottom of the master, slightly inferior to the head of the Qingxu Dao, no wonder he has to rely on a sneak attack to succeed, and then he knows that he is injured, and he doesn't dare to kill them all, and he almost thought that the Japanese devil suddenly changed his sex and didn't like to kill.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Miyamoto Yamanosuke seemed to be very happy, and asked his subordinates to put down their knives, and said with a smile, "Don't panic, everyone, I, the silver samurai of Ise Jingu, generally do not intervene in worldly disputes, this time, on the orders of the palace master, come to the treasure of Kameyama and take a treasure, yes, just one, and the rest, all of them are yours."

Smith is the master who wants money and death, and when he saw that there was no knife on his neck, his mind was alive again, and he immediately asked in a low voice, "Mr. Samurai, may I ask what treasure you want to take."

Miyamoto Takeshi was not angry, but replied carefully, "Well, a bead, and a bead, if you find it, you must give it to me, and I will thank you again."

Everyone is surprised, and the beads have really not heard, but when it comes to another "and the Bi", it is no stranger, especially the Chinese people are no one knows, as soon as this thing is said, it is a sign of whether a dynasty is legitimate, and it is a symbol of each generation of emperors "ordered by the sky, both longevity and eternal prosperity", once in hand, you can claim to be "the true dragon son of heaven, the monarch is mandated by heaven".

It is rumored that since the Sui and Tang dynasties, He's Bi has disappeared from the world, and later whether it is the two Song Dynasty, Liaoxia Jin, or Meng, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, they are all whiteboard emperors, and sometimes in order to save face, they have carved a lot of emperor's seals and emperor's seals, to fill up the number.

Unexpectedly, in addition to He's Bi, there are actually He's beads, I don't know what it has to do with the heirloom jade seal, Liu Yun thought of it, Miyamoto Yamanosuke didn't say much, and directly used a knife to divide everyone into three groups, himself, Qingzi and Lu Liu each led a group, taking turns to explore the way, and finally according to their respective contributions, the number of treasures will be divided.

As soon as Smith heard that the contribution was divided, he immediately became energetic, and quickly took out the map and compass, and began to work, but unfortunately there was an iron mine near Turtle Mountain, and the magnetic interference was strong, so it was completely futile.

Ding Jiu is still a powerful guy, took out his sheepskin map, and after fiddling with it for a while, he took a flashlight, and led everyone down the mine, the tunnel was narrow, and there was an unpleasant smell spreading, the rusty smell of metal went straight to the nose, and large pieces of ore slag along the way blocked the road, and the red and black iron slag was terrifying, and it often had to be pried open by the iron rod in Lu Liu's hand.

Gradually found that Lu Liu's iron rod is not simple, about the thickness of a goose egg, more than a meter long, dark and inconspicuous, but after prying the slag iron slag seven or eight times in a row, it was actually not damaged at all, I am afraid it is also a baby, Liu Yun did not dare to say much, but followed by the flow of fish, and then quietly summoned the ant robot to follow up, the space of the mine is narrow, and the masters have little room to dodge.

I don't know how long I walked, gradually the ore and slag became less and less, the mine seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, and even saw some scattered human bones one after another, as well as piles of rusty mining tools, everyone was guessing that most of the directions were on the right track, and finally came to a bare stone wall, and could no longer find the way forward and signs.

Could it be that he went wrong, everyone suspected that Ding Jiu was taking the wrong path.