At this time, what Zhao Zhu came up with in his mind was a movie called "Bomb Disposal Unit", he really had this feeling at this time, he was obviously on the verge of absolute danger, if he could find the position of Nalan Xingde's mercury-infused scalp and pick it up, then even if he was successful in defusing the bomb, if he couldn't or was hit back by the zombie under him in the process, then his fate was no different from being directly blown into minced meat by a bomb, even compared to being eaten by a zombie, Zhao Zhu would rather choose the former, and he was killed directly by the bomb, and it was neat.

In fact, Zhao Zhu also found that his strength seems to be much greater than before, this is not because he insists on exercising all year round and has good physical fitness, which can be explained simply, no matter how good his physical fitness is, he can keep a zombie on the ground?

Are you kidding?

Could it be that the effect of eating Naidan is reflected?

These thoughts were only fleeting in Zhao Zhu's mind, and then he began to hold the saber in one hand and shave Nalan Xingde's hair first, because he had to cut off his hair and braid first to expose his scalp Zhao Zhu could accurately find that position, otherwise if the saber scraped on his head, it would only be able to scrape out a spark in other positions, which showed how hard it was.

"Don't move,!"

Zhao Zhu's whole person pressed on Nalan Xingde's body, Nalan Xingde's mouth was in front of Zhao Zhu, the distance was getting closer and closer, but it was always a line off, and Zhao Zhu quickly cut off Nalan Xingde's hair at this time, fortunately, there was no popular yin and yang head in that period, so Nalan Xingde's hair and whip were not very much.

Generally, the hair of the handsome guys in the Qing court drama becomes braids, and only a small part of the forehead is shaved clean, and all the hair in the back is left, and then a long and thick braid is combed in the back, so that although the braids are also left, it actually looks quite refreshing, and after watching more, I will get used to it, such as the men's hair in "Huanzhu Gege", "Iron Tooth and Copper Tooth Ji Xiaolan", and "The Legend of Zhen Huan".

But in fact, it was not until the late Qing Dynasty that this kind of yin and yang head began to become really popular, and the braids in the Manchu Dynasty for a long time were not actually the same as those in the TV series, but most of the hair on the head was shaved, leaving a palm-sized piece of hair on the back of the head, and then combing a short and warped braid, which looks as ugly as it is, if those Qing court dramas shaved their hair in this way, it is estimated that no matter how handsome and beautiful the handsome guys are, they will be blind, and no one may even act. Because it's too ruined image.

Nalan Xingde's little hair was quickly shaved off by Zhao Zhu, and sure enough, in the area originally covered by hair, there was a red spot, which looked as thick as a little finger.

"Finally found it."

Zhao Zhu roared, leaned forward, and then pressed his knees against Nalan Xingde's chest, and at the same time held the saber with both hands and stabbed it fiercely at the red spot on Nalan Xingde's scalp!

"Buzz!"

Zhao Zhu had a feeling of puncturing the balloon, feeling that Nalan Xingde, who was struggling under his body and was almost about to be overturned, was rapidly flowing all his essence and energy at this time, and his aura was gradually disappearing, until it was finally completely annihilated, motionless.

"Whew...... Whew......"

Zhao Zhu got down from Nalan Xingde, sat on the ground on the side and gasped, then wiped his sweat and stood up again, Nalan Xingde's body was lying there on the ground, but the resentment on his body seemed to have dissipated and emptied, obviously, this was also a relief for him and for the former Manchu No. 1 talent.

"Hehe, this can be regarded as earned."

Zhao Zhu clenched his fists, he came back to his senses now, he had become like a strong man before, it should have been due to eating Na Neidan, otherwise he would not have been able to suppress Nalan Xingde at all, let alone break his life.

Without stopping too much, Zhao Zhu picked up the saber and picked up Nalan Xingde's fan, and continued to walk towards the depths of the passage, the passage had come to an end, and after walking out, what Zhao Zhu saw was a spacious square, and a magnificent temple in the depths of the square.

"Don't be so exaggerated, the mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang is probably not so perverted~ Zhao Zhu gasped, because he was completely shocked.

In the square leading to the main hall, there are two columns of soldiers wearing yellow coats, each holding the saber at their waists, towering, surrounded by white marble railings dotted with night pearls, exuding a soft and cold light, creating a terrifying and oppressive atmosphere for this underground building.

"Maybe the spirit of the dragon vein is really there."

Zhao Zhu continued to walk forward, he deliberately paid attention to the guards with knives in yellow coats around him, what made him feel relieved was that these guards were all dead, that is, the kind that would not suddenly cheat the corpse, it was estimated that there were no less than three hundred such guards along the way, if they were all cheated corpses, even if Zhao Zhu's strength increased greatly because of eating the monster Neidan, it was the only fate that they would be torn apart and swallowed alive by them.

This road, Zhao Zhu walked for nearly ten minutes, because the atmosphere around him was too depressing, he even dared not breathe too much, when he walked to a stone bridge, looked up, and saw the "Tai Chi Palace" This big plaque hanging in the middle of the eaves outside the main hall.

I don't know why, Zhao Zhu suddenly didn't dare to raise his feet and continue to move forward, nor did he dare to push open the door and enter the Taiji Hall, at this moment, he suddenly felt so small.

In fact, Zhao Zhu is a second-generation official, although his father is a doctor, but his military rank is not low, and the people who are usually sent to the family are also high-ranking officials and dignitaries, but Zhao Zhu does not have the opportunity to come into contact with the kind of person who really stands at the peak of the pyramid of human society......

That's right, he was timid, and Zhao Zhu also admitted that he was timid, and he needed time to slow down, otherwise he felt that he would go crazy.

There are many such phenomena in reality, ordinary people when they are examined by the criminal police, when they sit in that kind of small black room, it is estimated that their legs will begin to tremble, which is the fear of ordinary people for the power organs...... There are also those bigwigs in the center, and the momentum and aura on their bodies are absolutely unimaginable to ordinary people.

The teeth bit the tip of his tongue gently, and finally stabilized his pulse and breathing, he finally took another step and pushed open the door of the Taiji Palace, when he pushed open the door, from the door, a breath of decay and vicissitudes came to his face, and then, Zhao Zhu's whole person was a little untenable, and his consciousness began to fall into ignorance.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! The emperor has arrived, and hundreds of officials have entered the court! ”

"Whipping" is "whipping".

After the Qing Dynasty from Kangxi for eight years, there were two "whips" at each "court meeting": first, when the emperor came out of the Zhonghe Hall and arrived at the Taiji Hall (Jinluan Palace), the Luan Yiwei officer shouted "Whip!" Then there were three strokes of the whip; Another time was after the ceremony, and three more net whips sounded, and the emperor drove back to the palace, and the ministers retreated.

Zhao Zhu's consciousness regained consciousness in the sound of this whip, but he found that something was wrong with him at this time, he was slowly moving forward, his head was lowered, slightly hunched over, his eyes looked at his toes, wearing Qingyun bottom court boots, and under him was also a black court robe, which seemed to be embroidered with some rare birds, in front of him, there were also people wearing court clothes walking, and there were also people walking on his side, everyone lined up in a neat line and walked into the Jinluan Hall in order, and the atmosphere was solemn and abnormal.

However, at this time, Zhao Zhu can no longer control his body, he has the ability to think, the ability to perceive, the ability to see and the ability to hear, but he is just a resident and a spectator of this body, and can only see what this body sees and perceives.

"If there is something to start, there is nothing to retreat!" The voice of a eunuch sounded, very clear and crisp.

"The minister has his own music!"

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