The number of craftsmen in the Imperial Tomb area is extremely scarce, and only a few craftsmen who chiseled stones and burned figurines remained.

Zhang Xuezhou glanced around, but did not find any patrol personnel, nor did he see Wei Juan and Zhi Buning and others.

"What about the two adults?" Zhang Xuezhou asked casually.

"Don't mention it, three big demons came here half a month ago, and after a random fight, they packed up their bodies and left, never coming back," Kong Zhong sighed.

On Kong Zhong's side, there are four people: Du Wencai, Ye Siqian, Zhu Jiusi, and Li Mingrui.

Wei Juan and others were instructed by Anle Palace, while Kong Zhong and others were sent by Shen Peigong and others, and the two parties cooperated in Yangling, but they belonged to different people, and the arrangements between the two were also different.

Wei Juan and the others left, and Kong Zhong and the others had no follow-up notice, so they could only be on duty in Yangling.

The most they do these days is digging pits and traps.

But everyone didn't know whether the matter of the imperial court was over or not.

If it was over, they didn't catch the three big demons, and if it wasn't over, they didn't see anyone else in the court coming to set up an ambush.

Kong Zhong and others sent a letter to Chang'an City, and the reply given by the school was 'wait and see', and then they have been waiting until now.

Seeing that Zhang Xuezhou and others knew the inside story, Kong Zhong and the others immediately invited someone over.

Kong Zhong raised his head and replied to Zhang Xuezhou's words, looking forward to the other party's mouth also giving back a few words, which could make them adapt in advance.

There are not many people who can enter the court, only a few dozen people can go to the Jinluan Palace, and it is relatively difficult to obtain internal information from the court.

The highest position of Confucianism in the imperial court belonged to Zhao Juan, the imperial historian, and Wang Zang, the commander of Langzhong, and other great Confucians were far from being inserted into the positions of the three princes and nine kings.

If Zhao Juan and Wang Zang are investigated, this will almost be the news that Confucianism has lost the top level of the imperial court, and even Shen Peigong may not be able to react.

"Why don't you tell us about Confucianism?" Kong Zhong asked in a low voice.

"What is there to say about Confucianism, it's nothing more than up and down" Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand and said: "But this imperial tomb is only guarded by a few of you, isn't this someone else who comes and leaves as soon as they want?" ”

"We still have the ability," Kong Zhong stubbornly defended.

"If you have real skills, then you will definitely be able to catch the thief," Zhang Xuezhou said disapprerovingly.

"The thief...... That can't be too powerful a thief! ”

Kong Zhong and the others swore before they came, and they felt that there was no problem in catching some remnants of the Hundred Schools of Thought, even if Shen Peigong and the others thought so.

But Kong Zhong and the others never thought that the top demon of the Evil Ross River Holy Land would come across thousands of miles.

One demon infiltrated the tomb, and two more demons fought them, which eventually caused a large number of casualties.

If it weren't for Kong Zhong's magic weapon to protect himself, the two demons would have been able to kill almost all of them.

This was a night that Kong Zhong was very reluctant to recall, and it was also the main reason why their group of Confucian scholars had been panicking for a while.

"Tell me how powerful you are," Zhang Xuezhou asked.

On the night when the superior demon spies into Yangling, Zhang Xuezhou ran to the vicinity of the palace to see the excitement, and he didn't know anything about the things in Yangling.

He inquired about Kong Zhong at this time, and also tried to get the most accurate information.

"The Three Demon ......"

Kong Zhong pondered for a few seconds before slowly recounting the killing that night.

Their trap was aimed at people, and it was destroyed by Lu Baibai's high-standing demon body, and Kong Ning's elusive slashing was difficult to resist, and most of them were assassinated by a sword, and finally fought with Wei Xuan.

Kong Zhong and the others were shuttling back and forth in the tunnels and traps at that time, relying on soil techniques to pull the deer in vain.

"We just kept fighting until the horn of the deer demon forked me up" Kong Zhong said with palpitations: "Maybe I felt the danger of my death, the holy decree handed down by my ancestors appeared, and a spiritual light flew out and bounced on the head of the deer demon, and it began to run wildly!" ”

"We fled so fast that we didn't even tie the leash," Du Wencai added.

"It's not, no one said that there is a demon saint of the ninth rank coming" Ye Siqian complained: "Who can catch this!" ”

"If it's a nine-rank demon saint, I'll deal with it, and there will be three of them" Zhu Jiusi nodded again and again: "It's not strange that there are a lot of dead and injured." ”

"If it weren't for the fact that we were good at digging holes and hiding, we would probably die," Li Mingrui said.

"I have the blessing of my ancestors, and I can still live!"

Kong Zhong added a sentence to the end.

In short, the risk of that night was very high, and they also fought hard that night, and the result was beyond the control of Kong Zhong and others.

"There was a demon who was good at fire art who entered the Imperial Tomb, and Lord Nao also entered the Imperial Tomb, but none of them came out?"

Zhang Xuezhou didn't care about how Kong Zhong and the others bravely fought against Lu Baibai at that time, he grasped the key point described by Kong Zhong and others.

This made him look at the unkempt craftsmen working more than 50 meters away, and then at the tomb.

Zhang Xuezhou paced to the entrance of the mausoleum, only to see that the hole he had originally made with fossilization had been completely filled, and there was a cold feeling on the door of the tomb.

"This tomb door is cold!"

"It's not cold when it's cold!"

"I always feel that this tomb door is not cold from the cold, but something like those frozen stones soaked in the river, cold to the bones!"

"Zhi Buning seems to have cast a spell on this gate at that time, and I feel that it was the reason why he cast the spell."

"He entered the tomb for more than half a month and didn't come out, I suspect that he died inside, even if he casts a spell, it won't be useful."

Seeing Zhang Xuezhou stretch out his hand to touch the door of the tomb, and quickly retracted his fingers, Kong Zhong and the others couldn't help but complain.

They apparently didn't miss the try.

However, it is not easy to open the stone gate of the tomb, except for some craftsmen who have the ability to open it, either they are great cultivators, or they can only use violent destruction.

"The cold through the bones, this is not a special cold caused by snowy days, nor is it maintained by magic for a long time, it is only ......"

Zhang Xuezhou's fingers moved on the silk gap of the coupling of the tomb door, only to feel that the coldness brought by the gap was more intense.

He got closer, and when he sniffed vigorously with his nostrils, Zhang Xuezhou only felt a faint smell coming, which made his eyelids twitch, and then he understood why the imperial court gave up setting up an ambush here.

"Yangling's Eryi Array should have been triggered, it is likely that it is connected to the mass grave of the prisoner's cemetery, is it caused by the indiscriminate trespass of the Venerable? Or do you just want to die together? ”

Touching the tombs of the emperor's tomb again, many things in Zhang Xuezhou's heart have been continuously connected.

He knew why the Empress Dowager was injured, and he also understood why Zhi Buning and His Majesty did not come out of the imperial tomb, and even more clearly understood why the imperial court did not send people to garrison here.

"This place has to be filled in as soon as possible, and someone has to suppress it!"

Feeling a trace of evil qi, Zhang Xuezhou suddenly walked away from the door of this tomb a few steps, so as not to get his body contaminated.

"The evil qi is invisible, no matter how you deal with it, there will definitely be a possibility of leakage, whoever has been stationed in this imperial tomb for a long time is unlucky, maybe one day he will encounter this life-killing thing!"

Knowing the current situation of the emperor's mausoleum, Zhang Xuezhou only felt that the reason for leaving the bus Sima Ling was even more sufficient.

If the new emperor doesn't move Zhang Xuezhou's nest, Zhang Xuezhou will either seek to be an additional official in the middle of the matter under long-term absence, or he can only change his face and come back to the court to seek a job, and there is no other choice.