Although Abyss has not been in the serious crime team for a long time, he can't resist that he has yin and yang eyes, and there are many things that Abyss can't hide from him even if he doesn't understand it, right?

Liancheng's voice grew quieter and quieter until it disappeared.

Actually, I'm quite afraid that Zhang Gouya will do a black hand to them in Liancheng, but I think that the methods of Liancheng and their means of crisscrossing the criminal police world are enough to deal with Zhang Gouya's few three.

That's when I noticed the obscure furnishings in the main burial chamber.

The jade coffin is placed in the center of the main burial chamber, about two meters from the ground, and there is a half-person-high bronze mirror with flowers in the east, west, north and south; On the wall facing the tomb gate that came in was originally a picture of Dapeng spreading its wings thirteen zhang high and eight zhang wide, and after the appearance of the little zombie, the Dapeng wings showed that it fell to the ground, revealing a bronze mirror that was equal to the size of the back. There is not only one mirror hidden behind the ancient paintings, but there is a bronze mirror behind each painting.

At first, no one paid attention to the main tomb and hid behind the ancient paintings, only thinking that it was a main tomb to show the identity of the owner.

There is no doubt that this ghost is the owner of the tomb.

It turns out that it's not a zombie, it's just a ghost that is strong enough to control the body, so it's a ghost cultivator, right?

Occasionally, ghosts flashed in the bronze mirror, and I couldn't imagine that the tomb builder Jia Shang Liu would use ghost sacrifices to nourish this ghost land, so that even more powerful ghosts could be raised.

As I expected, Zhang Doga did not stay, only Jiang Qin Renzhong and me remained.

"Ping-" I took out the dagger I had selected in advance for self-defense, and then walked to Jiang Qin's side and looked at the two ghosts on the square platform defensively.

"Why did you stay?" Jiang Qin asked with a slight dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Is there a difference between walking and not walking?" Smiled indifferently, I said, "There is still the tomb owner here, if you can't deal with these two ghosts, then do you think the tomb owner will let us leave alive?" So what makes the difference between walking and not walking. ”

"You know each other, but why did you let your companion run away?" Ren Zhong turned his head and raised his eyebrows.

"It's a little hope." After that, I asked, "Brother Jiang, what's the situation now?" ”

"You little doll, you dare to stay without knowing anything." Ren Zhong teased without malice, "See those two ghosts?" It's all ghost cultivation, the big one is not strong, it's not as good as the one your friend dealt with, it's the level of a ghost master.

Look at that little ghost again, it didn't wake up after sleeping for eight hundred years, it slept for a breakthrough, it woke up just after breaking through, and now it's the ghost king. The Ghost King is two levels higher than the Ghost General! ”

"What now?"

"Sit back and see what happens, wait." The burden is unfathomable.

The ghost youth on the square platform stretched out his hand to help the little ghost, and they slowly floated towards us and stopped more than ten meters away.

The little ghost looked at us and asked the ghost youth, "Are they the descendants of our Han people?" Mr. Yu, are they here to steal my tomb? ”

"Yes, Your Majesty, the ministers will kill them now for Your Majesty's enjoyment."

"Wait, I have something to say."

"Yes."

Although the dialogue between the monarchs and ministers on the other side was strange and ridiculous, no living person appreciated it, and everyone clutched their weapons and was ready to fight at any time.

The little ghost left the ghost youth to come over, and its footsteps were very solid, and the sound of its feet had a lot to do with his physical body.

It stops in front of us, and all it takes is to reach out and touch it. I couldn't have had to be more vigilant.

"You are afraid," it affirmed, "what are your names?" When is it now? How many years have passed? ”

"It's a big job. The little ghost is sleeping, haha! Ren Zhong was malicious sarcasm, and the little ghost just frowned, not careless.

"Jiang Qin."

Finally, the ghost's gloomy eyes fell on me, and I tightened the dagger in my hand and replied, "Gentleman's clothes." It's the twenty-first century, and it's been more than eight hundred years since your time. ”

"You are a very strange person, there is yin qi in your body, very obedient yin qi, but you are a living person." It casually came to a conclusion, and immediately changed the subject, "Are you afraid of death?" ”

"No one is not afraid of death." I replied.

"Then why did you stay? Didn't your companion just tell you to leave? ”

"Should I leave?"

"I used to be just like you, afraid of death." The little ghost restrained the tyrannical momentum on his body and said slowly.

"When the Yuan army invaded Lin'an, my mother was killed, my father was missing, and I was tortured and killed by the Yuan army outside Lin'an with the courtiers, and I was also scared at that time.

I was afraid of death, but I had to die, and I couldn't help but die.

I love my father, he is the most noble man in the Southern Song Dynasty, he is a man at the top of the clouds, but he is also an ordinary degenerate person.

Even though the royal family is cold, he is also my most beloved father.

Father - I never dared to call him that, I can only call him father every day, but do you know how big a difference there is between the words father and father?

My name is Zhao Yu, my father's youngest son, and my mother is an emperor's palace maid who is greedy for wealth and tries to fly up the branches to become a phoenix. ”

Saying that, Zhao Yu looked at the ghost youth.

"Mr. Yu, he is my Taifu, his name is Qiushi, his name is Yu, the word is far away, he is the new champion of the Southern Song Dynasty at that time, and the most talented young generation in the entire Southern Song Dynasty.

What you met earlier was my martial artist, his name was Zheng Zhongbin, who worked in the art of war, horsemanship, archery and sword-dancing, and was the strongest military attache in the Southern Song Dynasty. ”

Saying that, Zhao Yu turned his head and looked at me: "Although the Southern Song Dynasty is gone, how can the majesty of the royal family be violated?"

Besides, who knows if you are Han Chinese or not, maybe you have Mongolian blood in your body. ”

Zhao Yu ...... "I wanted to say something to justify, but I was killed by a little ghost with a look, and he said, "I am now the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty." ”

"Southern Song Dynasty? Ahaha! Imp, it's the twenty-first century, you know? The Southern Song Dynasty didn't have it 800 years ago, and you're still dreaming of being an emperor. Ren Zhong looked at Zhao Yu provocatively.

I regretted angering Zhao Yu, but I didn't expect that there would be someone more brainless than me.

Sensing that I was looking at him, Ren Zhong threw me a disdainful look: "I know what you're thinking."

Big brother knows if he knows, why do you have to say it.

Zhao Yu saw that he was being ignored, and with a wave of his hand angrily, we were immediately thrown out by a stream of air and smashed on the bronze mirror on the tomb wall. The ghost in the bronze mirror doesn't need any command, and automatically reaches out and grabs our hands and feet. In less than half a minute, we were imprisoned on the wall by the ghost in the bronze mirror.

"It's really self-defeating!" Zhao Yu looked at his prey from above, "Mr. Yu, I'm hungry." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." I saw Yu Qiushi nodded, walked to the square platform without hurry, knocked three times on the right corner of the square platform, and the knocked place collapsed to reveal a small porcelain bottle.