"Old Han! Old Li! There are several young people outside, saying they are here to see you!"

Outside the imperial mausoleum, on the ground, Li Chongxi and Lao Han were coordinating the work of various departments.

During the heavy rain, someone came running to report to Li Chongxi.

Old Han glanced sideways at Li Chongxi: "Did you ask for a consultant again?"

Old Han knew a thing or two about Li Chongxi's abilities, plus Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong's performance today made Lao Han even more aware that Li Chongxi was not simple.

Li Chongxi frowned and shook his head, wondering who was looking for him.

When asked, the person who spoke replied: "They said they are Mr. Yan's friends."

"Oh."

Li Chongxi nodded. During the earthquake yesterday, Li Chongxi had met several of Yan Shouyi's friends and knew that they were not simple either.

So Li Chongxi waved his hand and let them in first.

Although he only allowed Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong to enter the imperial mausoleum, it would not be a problem for the others if they wanted to wait at the exit.

After a while, Long Feicheng, Wang Jichang and Weng Qianxiang, who were holding umbrellas, walked on the muddy road to Li Chongxi.

Li Chongxi looked at the three of them and said one after another: "The knife dealer, the leather painter, and you..."

Long Feicheng thought for a while, and Wang Ji went to talk to him. Weng Qianxiang has a title, but he doesn't have one. How embarrassing is he.

So he gave himself a title and said with head held high: "I am the successor of socialism."

Li Chongxi: "..."

Everyone’s eyelids were twitching wildly.

"Ahem!" Wang Jixiang, who was a little more serious, coughed and said, "Senior Li, Yan Shouyi..."

"They have already entered the imperial mausoleum. ," Li Chongxi replied, "But you can't go in for the time being."

Wang Ji nodded. In fact, he was the most disciplined person in the team except Yan Shouyi. , he will never go in.

"But you can wait here. There is a tent next to it. Sit and rest." Li Chongxi greeted.

The three of them came to the tent to take shelter from the rain, and Li Chongxi went to work again.

Long Feicheng carefully looked at Li Chongxi from behind and whispered: "He is Li Genmiao's biological father? Brother Yan seems to respect him very much, but why does he look like an ordinary person?" Like a human being."

"Don't talk nonsense." Wang Ji reminded.

Long Feicheng closed his mouth for no more than three seconds, then spoke again: "Luo Ning, Agong and the others should be arriving soon, right?"

This morning Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong entered the imperial palace. After the tomb, Long Feicheng contacted Luo Ning and others and found that everyone was near Chang'an, so he simply called everyone together.

The corpse chaser Luo Ning, the paper maker A Gong, the juggler He Xiping, and the horseman Zhao Yiyao.

They are all descendants of folk sects, and they are also the most reliable partners around Yan Shouyi. When they learned that Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong had entered the imperial mausoleum, they rushed over as soon as possible.

It is estimated that they will arrive at the imperial mausoleum in less than half an hour.

Half an hour later, Li Chongxi led four people over, it was Luo Ning and the others!

Since everyone separated in Longhu Mountain, they have been looking for the successors of the folk sect according to the list of folk sects given by Weng Qianxiang, so since they came down the mountain, they have not seen each other again.

Now that good friends meet again, they are naturally a little sad. Long Feicheng even ran to Luo Ning, pinched his biceps and said:

"Luo Ning Ning, do you think I've gotten a lot stronger recently?"

Luo Ning stretched out her hand and pinched it, nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "I've gotten a lot stronger. Your body is just right now. Use it to refine the corpse."

"...Excuse me."

In society, I, Sister Luo, am a ruthless person and don't talk much!

Long Feicheng was frightened at first, and then he chatted with Luo Ning with a smile, as if he didn't believe that Luo Ning would really turn him into a zombie.

A Gong said few words, but he was still very happy to see his good friends. Everyone first shared what they had seen and heard recently, but the topic soon shifted to their common friends— —Yan Shouyi.

Wang Ji went to said: "Lao Yan is in the imperial mausoleum now. I wonder if he has encountered any danger or difficulty."

"Is this still a big deal?" Luo Ning snorted, "Where Yan Shouyi is, danger may be late, but he will never be absent."

Everyone was speechless, because what Luo Ning said was the truth.

However, no one thought about separating from Yan Shouyi because of his "danger-attracting" physique.

Zhao Yiyao said: "How about I let Huang Sipi sneak down quietly to take a look?"

"It's better to say goodbye. Senior Li will be very difficult to mess with." He Xiping shook his head and said.

Unable to enter the imperial mausoleum, everyone could only wait outside.

Long Feicheng was bored with waiting and planned to call He Xiping to the corner.Smoking and peeing.

After the earthquake, the imperial mausoleum has long been in dilapidated condition, like an unfinished construction site, and no one is so particular about it.

The two of them came to the corner. Long Feicheng held a cigarette in his mouth and opened the gate to release the water. He hummed: "Although I didn't manage to shit on the emperor's head, I can at any rate You peed, I can brag about this for a year."

He Xiping laughed.

Just as the two were zipping up and preparing to go back, He Xiping suddenly saw something falling from the sky.

"This is..."

When he walked in, he thought it was a plastic bag, but instead it was a paper man with eyes dotted on it.

"Paper man? Ah Gong! Your paper man sneaked out!" Long Feicheng turned around and shouted.

A Gong poked his head out of the tent and looked at Long Feicheng and He Xiping doubtfully: "What paper man?"

"This paper man is not yours?" He Xiping asked, holding up the paper figurine.

A Gong shook his head.

If it were a paper figurine made by himself, he would be able to recognize it at a glance. From such a long distance, Agong could still see the difference in craftsmanship.

Wang Jixiang frowned when he heard the noise.

His expression suddenly changed, and he shouted to He Xiping and Long Feicheng: "Throw away that paper man!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the paper in He Xiping's hand The paper man suddenly turned his eyes and came to life!

Its hands each showed a bright dagger and stabbed He Xiping directly!

He Xiping also instantly sensed the danger, immediately let go of his hand, turned around and spit out blazing fire from his mouth, engulfing the paper man!

Long Feicheng jumped to the side and exclaimed in surprise: "What is going on!"

He Xiping shouted: "Xiaolong, this paper man is not afraid of fire. Quickly draw your sword and kill him. Get it!"

After all, Long Feicheng had been following everyone for such a long time, so he still had some reflexes. He immediately pulled out the Weiwei sword behind him and chopped the paper man into two with one strike. Half.

Everyone was shocked and looked at each other, wondering where this paper man came from.

Only Wang Jichang stayed awake and said in a deep voice:

“We met Li Genmiao’s men in the Chang’an Ghost Market.”
< br />It’s the New Xuanshan Sect! ?

Everyone’s hearts skipped a beat, and they knew what was going on.

Li Genmiao is actually also planning the tomb of Qin Shihuang, and judging from this paper figure, their people may have already arrivedArrived near the imperial mausoleum...