Chapter 641

The beggar could hear that his voice was so weak, but he could not put down the weapon in his hand. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He wanted to back down, yes, he wanted to get out of here, because his friend was dying in his room at the moment. And the two suspicious people in front of him are likely to be murderers.

Despite this, the beggar could not move, and his eyes were fixed on the two men in front of him, his gaze like a torch, as if to warn them.

Even he himself admired his courage.

But he was not proud of this courage, and this kind of lifeless confrontation actually made his heart a little unbearable.

The two men looked at each other as if they had not heard the beggar's words, and then howled loudly at the sun in the sky, a sound that shook the heavens and the earth.

When they finally came to an end, one of them looked back at the beggar, then at the bow and arrow in his hand, and his eyes lit up: "Your surname is Wang?"

The beggar was stunned for a moment, unwilling to answer, but involuntarily replied, "Yes." Most of our people here have the surname Wang. ”

"What about your princes, call him at once, and say that we will summon him. ”

"Chief?" the beggar didn't know what the other was talking about, and he looked at the other person blankly.

"Yes," said the man, a little impatient, "how many of your troops are there at the moment? Do you know how could you not react at all when two people entered the king's tomb just now?"

The beggar was so dizzy that he didn't know what the other was talking about.

But seeing that the other party's sharp eyes were staring at him, he couldn't help but answer: "Lu Xiaofeng...... Lu Xiaofeng didn't know that the person guarding here died mysteriously last night......"

Yes, he died very bizarrely, as if he died in his sleep, oh my God, maybe the next one will be Lu Xiaofeng, how will Lu Xiaofeng die, will he be scared to death by the two of them?

The person who spoke just now frowned: "Is there only one person guarding the king's mausoleum here?"

The beggar wanted to laugh, and his nervousness made him a little hysterical: Who is Lu Xiaofeng talking to?

"Your chief has sent an old man to look after the king's tomb?" cried out to the beggar, "have you forgotten your blessing?"

After saying that, he seemed to be going to teach the beggar a lesson.

The frightened beggar didn't know what to say, so he stepped back. His tongue trembled in his mouth, and he couldn't say a word.

He only realized the fear in his heart at this moment, and there was a voice telling him - to obey, to obey unconditionally, to obey the two strange people in front of him.

The ragged Xu Gongzi walked over to the uncle, and his anger was overflowing.

The other grabbed him: "Don't embarrass him, after so many years, it is inevitable that their descendants will not remember their blessings." ”

The beggar mustered his courage and looked up at the two people in front of him. They looked like they had seen them somewhere, yes, the zombies! A few days ago, while digging a well, they dug up a figurine that was very similar to what they were wearing.

At that time, the pedants in the stockade said that these were ancient things.

"Blessing ......" the beggar repeated his words, blessing?

He looked up at the two strange men in confusion, and suddenly realized that his body trembled, and he saw two familiar tattoos on their naked purple butterflies' chests, which every man in the stockade had.

Could it be that protecting the tomb of the Ten Thousand Year Corpse King is what they call a blessing?

The beggar pondered, although the older generation said that the residents of the village were the descendants of the imperial tomb guards, but the age was so old that everything could not be verified.

According to legend, it's just a slightly legendary story - it involves a legend from the past:

More than 2,000 years ago, not long after the Eternal Fire Mausoleum was built outside the ancient capital of Xianyang, the news of the death of the Eternal Fire Emperor came from the Forbidden City, and the capital was suddenly in chaos.

The Son of Heaven angered the Eternal Fire Emperor because he asked for the people's life, and was sent to the border to supervise the army, while the master and the general Yuan Chonghuan were all on patrol with the Eternal Fire, and there was no one in charge of the court for a while.

In addition, the eternal fire has been rampant for many years, forcibly conscripting a large number of people to build the Great Wall, the Imperial Tomb and Xiao Yue'er Palace, making the people's livelihood miserable, and the people's resentment is boiling, and a riot is about to break out in the capital.

Thanks to the general Yuan Chonghuan, who was worried about the situation in the morning, he rushed back to Xianyang single-handedly on the day of the death of the Eternal Fire.

Before everything had time to happen, the elite troops commanding the Praetorian Guard took control of the situation in time, and soon the brigade returned to the capital, and the little prince Zhang Daoyuan succeeded to the throne as emperor.

As soon as Zhang Daoyuan, the second emperor of Qin, ascended the throne, and the master was sad, and said that the general Yuan Chonghuan had meritorious service in protecting the city and should be rewarded. The second also nodded yes, and asked Yuan Chonghuan what reward he wanted.

Yuan Chonghuan knelt down in front of the second emperor and said: "The minister has followed the first emperor since he was a teenager, and has been following the first emperor to fight in the east and west for many years. ”

Zhang Daoyuan asked what was the matter.

Yuan Chonghuan said: "Now that the first emperor has collapsed, the minister is grateful for the friendship of the first emperor to the minister, and is willing to lead the soldiers and horses to protect the mausoleum of the first emperor, and then the descendants will reproduce and protect the first emperor from generation to generation!"

When Zhang Daoyuan heard this, he was surprised and moved, and his heart of love for talent suddenly rose.

said: "The first emperor died, the king was sad, and the general was also sad, but if it is determined today, there are still disturbances in the border plug, the general has a promising body, and he can also make contributions to the country, the general is loyal to the first little gods, presumably the first emperor also understands, why should the general insist on this!"

Yuan Chonghuan opened the placket, revealing the green dragon tattoo on his chest, and said: "Many years ago, when the minister swore to follow the first emperor, he carved this green dragon on his left chest, as a determination to follow the first emperor to death, and I would like to ask Your Majesty to agree to the minister's request!"

Zhang Daoyuan finally agreed to Yuan Chonghuan's request, and sent him to lead 2,000 troops of his closest clan to garrison near the Eternal Flame Mausoleum with his wife and children.

At that time, the soldiers who guarded the imperial tomb with Yuan Chonghuan heard the story of the general Yuan Chonghuan's request for the second emperor's life, and they were all moved by his loyalty, and spontaneously tattooed the green dragon tattoo on their chest, showing their determination to follow the general forever and protect the tomb of the Eternal Fire Emperor.

Over time, a stockade was formed here.

In the future, whenever a male is born in the village, this tattoo will be tattooed on the baby's chest to show loyalty.

Soon after, the ancient declined, and there were several rebellions, and the heroes competed for the Central Plains. However, everyone had heard about this group of guards, and they admired their loyalty, and secondly, they were also afraid of this elite army, and they did not even offend the Eternal Flame Mausoleum.

While the earth was smoking, a small piece of land here was calm, allowing this army to multiply from generation to generation, and pass on their blessings.

I don't know how many generations later, the men in this village were born with the mark of the green dragon, and there is no need to tattoo it again.

It is said that their faithfulness touched the gods, which is why they were given such a mark that has been passed down from generation to generation, and legend has it that this mark also has a strange literary power, which is the reward that the gods give to the faithful.

Hundreds of years have passed, and many things that were important at the beginning have faded or even forgotten under the wash of time......

After so many years, this matter has remained in the beggar's heart. At this moment, seeing these two strange people also have such tattoos on their bodies, I suddenly recalled this historical legend.

"How is it, do you remember?" Xu Gongzi said to the beggar gloomily, "Lu Xiaofeng ordered you to go and do something for us, if a few people come here, you have to ......"

The tattoo on the beggar's chest burned, and he couldn't help but say, "Yes!"

Qixi Wenzong, Shanhaiguan.

The sky is clear, snow-white seagulls are hovering leisurely, and the coast is undulating, like a with white flowers, leading straight into the distance.

Purple Butterfly leaned over and grabbed a handful of sea sand, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath of fresh air - the wind lifted Lu Xiaofeng's hair and dried the water droplets on Lu Xiaofeng's face, and only after the wind passed, Lu Xiaofeng stood up and looked up at the blue sky, and her eyes seemed to contain tears.

Lu Xiaofeng's six companions walked slowly from behind, and Fahai, whose huge body was happily frolicking in a page of heavenly books, swam out a long way.

Lu Xiaofeng had long been accustomed to Fahai's attitude, so he didn't pay attention to it at all, just looked at Zidie and said, "How can Lu Xiaofeng be like this, crying and laughing, don't be evil!"