Dragon Clan: Restart your life

Caesar's eyes were horrified, and his whole body was frozen. For a moment, he didn't dare to move for fear of waking up the one on the throne.

He slowly searched all over his body and found only a Desert Eagle and six bullets.

Kill the White King with six shots?

He couldn't help but smile bitterly, and turned his eyes to Chu Zihang. Chu Zihang's backpack was on his right side, but even if it was full of bombs, he doubted that these explosives would be able to break through King Bai's scales.

Damn it, they obviously jumped from the plane into the sea, why did they end up here...wait, is this the well of corpses? They accidentally hit each other and were sent into the well of corpses by the undercurrent under the sea?

Caesar was stunned, thinking of scolding the girl to death. This guy had previously asked them to find the well where the corpse was hidden. Isn't this the kind of sheep that falls into the tiger's mouth, or the kind that takes the initiative to deliver goods to your door!

According to Minamoto's daughter, the Well of Hidden Skeletons was the place where the eight Sheqi families enshrined and sealed the holy bones in ancient times. It was also the palace of the White King, and now the White King has returned to her palace.

But then he thought about it, was the man above really King Bai? King Bai has been dead for a long time, has she been reborn?

But why would a king who has returned to the world sleep here? She should roar to the world and let the whole world know about her return.

He stood up carefully and came to Chu Zihang's side. Just as he was about to wake Chu Zihang up, someone's sleepy murmurs came from behind him.

"Well...junior brother, we are here..."

Caesar rushed forward like a hungry tiger and fiercely covered the mouth of someone who was awake.

Someone woke up slowly, blinked and looked at Caesar, then followed Caesar's gaze, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Seeing that this guy finally realized the current situation, Caesar breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to Yuan Zhimu on the side, motioning for him to wake up Yuan Zhimu.

He came to Chu Zihang again, took a breath, and found that he was not dead. What was this inexplicable regret about?

"Junior brother, this is not real, this is fake, virtual projection? Is there such a high-tech thing in this place?"

The loud voice echoed repeatedly in the stern and magnificent palace. For a moment, Caesar's hair stood on end, and he had the intention of killing someone.

He raised his head and found that Fingel had been standing in front of the throne at some point. He stretched out his hand to grab the white king's chest, but he was directly buried in it.

Caesar was stunned.

Is it really a holographic projection?

Fingel turned his back to him, looking thoughtfully at the shadow in front of him.

Thanks to the old man at the mental hospital who gave him an Eye of Horus, he was able to discover that this thing was fake. He went back another day to buy two bottles of good wine, cut two plates of pig head meat and chatted with the old man, and saw if he could get it after he got drunk. Then I tricked the other one...

But speaking of which, how did this thing come to be?

He raised his head and looked upward. There were still magnificent murals on the dome above his head.

Even a holographic projection must have its source of light and shadow, but he looked around and reached out to block it from all angles, but it had no interference with the shadow in front of him.

Fingel pondered for a moment and stared at the throne. Is it because of the bronze throne?

Caesar wiped his sweat and said it was a false alarm.

He woke up Chu Zihang and Yuan Zhennu one by one.

After the two of them woke up, they both looked at the Dragon Lord on the throne in shock, and then looked at the man walking around the Dragon Lord in horror.

"This person..." Yuan Zhennu's tone was difficult and she didn't know how to evaluate her.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have met this person in his previous life, but only a few times, and he was very embarrassed and sloppy at that time, although he is also very embarrassed and sloppy now...

"Oh, get up!" Fingel raised his hand to greet them, "Don't worry, this thing is fake."

After hearing the last sentence, the two people who had just woken up looked at each other.

Caesar sighed, thinking that his student union was indeed a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and Fingel was really beyond appearances.

Even if this is a fake, when it is difficult to tell the truth from the fake, who dares to just come close and reach out to touch it to identify the authenticity?

Several people checked to see if they were injured. Chu Zihang picked up the bag, and Yuan Zhennu found his dark red long knife from the stagnant water.

Then a group of people gathered in front of the throne to study and observe.

"Where did this thing come from?"

"I don't know. Even if it's a holographic projection, there should be a projection source. I just tried it at 360 degrees without any blind spots, and I couldn't find the projection source."

"Three hundred and sixty degrees with no blind spots?"

"Junior brother, don't think wrongly. If you don't put your hand in front of me, it will be over."

"Tsk, senior brother, you are so brave."

"It's okay, it's okay. I can survive the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire."

"Senior brother, why are you here? Didn't you go to Cuba on a mission?"

"Hey, junior brother, you know all this? Are you caring about me so much that you have some plans for me?"

"When you quit the club after graduation, you said you would be the branch leader in Cuba for the rest of your life."

"Oh oh oh! Oh, stop talking. They said that the internship period and the formal employment cannot be in the same area. I am in the internship period now, so I chose Japan. I thought there are hot springs here and beautiful girls with bare legs all year round. "It's no worse than Cuba, so I just thought I'd adapted well in advance, but who would have thought that within two weeks, I wouldn't be able to contact the college!" Fingel looked sad and angry.

"Senior brother, we are all our own people, why don't we speak personally?" Caesar said sincerely.

"Oh? Are they all our own? This handsome young man who looks like a girl doesn't look like him." Fingel scratched his head and looked at Yuan Zhennu.

"He is our foreign aid, you treat him as one of your own."

"Okay." Fingel shrugged and said, "You all know about the rebellion of the eight Sheqi families, right? The principal has actually known for a long time that the eight Sheqi families are not loyal to the headquarters. The reason why they did not rebel is because the principal is still alive."

"Listening to what you said, could it be that the principal had an accident?" Caesar was shocked.

Fingel beat his chest and said, "Why didn't I bring a voice recorder!"

Caesar's face darkened, and he thought to himself that he should be more careful when talking to this guy in the future.

"The principal knows that relying solely on personal dignity cannot stabilize the Japanese branch for a long time, so he has been sending people to infiltrate Japan in the name of internships in recent years. I am one of the infiltrators, and so is Chu Zihang's deputy, but he is In the last term, he was the one who handed over to me. Our job is to collect intelligence from the eight Sheqi families."

Chu Zihang nodded when he heard this and said: "Lancelot's internship location is indeed Japan."

Speaking of which, before leaving, Lancelot handed over the work of the Lion Heart Club to him and asked him to sign a document saying that if he could not be contacted for more than three weeks, Lancelot himself would automatically become the acting president. If he cannot be contacted for more than three months, Lionheart will elect a new president.

So to say……

"Humph, that guy is pretty good at it. His family was once an elector in Europe, and he has a good relationship with the Imperial Family of Japan. It's worse for others. Didn't you search the forum? In the group of interns at our headquarters. Here, Japan is a hell-like place.”

Fingel hummed.

Caesar pondered: "I browsed through the Night Watch discussion forum and found a travel post posted by a commissioner who had been on a business trip to Japan. Everyone felt that the Japanese branch was a hell-like place, where they were abused in every possible way and had no human dignity at all. …”

"The Japanese branch is not an easy place to mess around. Here we adhere to the culture of the strong. Only the strong among the strong will be respected." Fingel spread his hands and said, "And in their eyes, those who can be called strong There is only the principal. They were afraid of betraying the principal before, but now there is something more important that makes them choose to betray instead of becoming enemies of the headquarters."

"We know it's King Bai." Caesar nodded, looking forward to it, "Brother, have you collected any other information?"

"Hmph, don't worry! I have all the scandals and privacy of all the family heads! So you don't have to be afraid! If the Sheqi family dares to act rashly again, we will reveal their private slanderous faces to the media!" Fingel said with a big hand With a wave of his hand, his domineering power was revealed.

Caesar's face twitched. Is this guy too involved in the drama? Does he really think of himself as the captain of the paparazzi?

"Hey, where's my USB flash drive?" Fingel's expression suddenly changed. He touched all his pockets, but found nothing.

"What USB flash drive? Did it fall off while running away?" Yuan Zhennu asked with concern.

"I installed a lot of pinhole cameras and bugs, and learned a lot of their secrets, all stored in that USB flash drive."

Fingel was crying, as if losing such an important USB flash drive was no different to him than losing his own father.

The three of them were speechless for a moment.

They walked around the ancient palace, the distant sound of wind chimes echoing in their ears.

This is a tall ancient palace. From the dome to the ground, every inch of space here is carefully carved and decorated. All great emperors in history should hope to have such a palace that can overwhelm foreign envoys, but the actual situation here is The purpose is only to house the partial remains of an emperor of the dragon clan.

When passing by the circular pool in the center of the hall, Caesar lowered his head and glanced down. The pool was bottomless, the water in the pool was azure, and the whole pool of water was slowly rotating.

"What is this?" Caesar wanted to reach in and take a look.

"A kind of alchemy matrix, it can generate a field to guard this hall. Any intruder will cause the water to boil. The vice-principal can also control this thing. There is one underground in the college, but the scale is far from comparable to this one. ." Fingel curled his lips and said, "Have you ever heard of Qin Shihuang?"

“Historical records say that he carved the entire land veins of China in his tomb, and used mercury to represent water, which was constantly flowing and even raining mercury. This is the meaning of circulation in ancient Chinese alchemy. A lot of historians think that's an exaggeration, but for those of us who study alchemy it's an alchemical field and mercury is the driving force. This is pretty much the same."

"Wait, when did you become a 'person who studies alchemy'?"

"What do you think I was doing in school all these years without graduating?"

"Aren't you in charge of the paparazzi?"

"Uh, hobby, hobby."

Yuan Jingnu whispered: "According to the history recorded by the family, the alchemists of the ancient Sheqi Eighth Family constructed an alchemical matrix by digging underground rivers in the foundation, and then poured metal solutions into them. That was done with the mercury element of death. The solution composed of dissolved gold, copper and gray tin of death is also such a deep blue color. This metal solution circulates in the underground river, driving the huge alchemical matrix. If we think of the alchemical matrix as a person, driving it The liquid is like its blood, so the alchemical matrix is ​​actually a kind of life, an alchemical life created by dragons using alchemy."

"Alchemical life? You mean the alchemical matrix can still think?"

"Yes, although it is difficult for you to understand, the alchemy matrix has indeed broken away from the category of 'machine' or 'equipment' and has 'life' in a sense."

Caesar was silent for a while and whispered: "Isn't creating life the category of God?"

"Aren't dragons just gods?"

Caesar was speechless.

"You said earlier that any intruder would cause the water to boil?" Chu Zihang whispered, "What is the situation now?"

Fingel was stunned, touched his nose and said, "It must have been broken due to disrepair. Or maybe the alchemist decided to let us go because he thought we were handsome?"

Yuan Zhennu stared at the water for a long time without speaking.

Caesar looked back at the sleeping queen who was still sitting on the throne, and his heart suddenly stopped for a moment, with a feeling of palpitations.

"I feel very bad here. I suggest that we change places." Caesar looked solemn. He always believed in his intuition.

Yuan Jingnu looked around: "There should be an exit here, let's go inside and have a look."

"Go in? Shouldn't you go out?" Fingel was stunned.

"To be precise, this is the deepest part of the well." Yuan Zhennu said with a bitter smile, "This is the place used to worship the holy bones. The holy bones were originally placed on the throne."

"Why do you know so well? By the way, what did you say about the family's recorded history?" Fingel jumped back and put his hands in a fighting posture.

Yuan Zhisheng bowed slightly and said: "My dear Yuan Zhisheng, the current head of the eight Sheqi families, Chang Yuan Zhisheng, is my brother."

Fingel looked surprised, poked Chu Zihang with his elbow, and whispered: "Where did you find the second prince? Are you planning to kick the former prince and the current emperor down and then support the second prince to ascend to the throne?"

"He found it himself."

"Good guy, are you so eager to usurp his brother's position?" Fingel clicked his tongue.

"Stop complaining, the most important thing is to go out now. The feeling here also gives me a bad feeling." Chu Zihang whispered.

"It seems that you have been silent since you woke up. I feel like you are hiding something secret." Fingel leaned into Chu Zihang's ear.

"Let's talk after we get out." Chu Zihang pushed this guy away, picked up his backpack and walked forward first.

They walked out of this silent ancient palace. The sound of wind chimes hanging from the top echoed in the air, and they could still vaguely hear the sound of water drops behind them.

"Speaking of which, is there wind here?" Caesar looked up at the wind chime.

Metal chains hang from the dome, and as the road stretches away, black wind chimes hang from the chains.

At this time, the chain was undulating, and the black wind chime was also swaying, making a clear and sweet ringing sound all the way into the distance.

"Really, this is a windless automatic?" Fingel was surprised and thought for a while, "It should be a part of the alchemy array. We came in and triggered the alchemy array. Although we don't know why they didn't attack us, these wind chimes were awakened. ”

Yuan Zhennu's eyes flickered, and he was also wondering about this. If they were a part of the alchemy formation, then these wind chimes must have their role.

And what is the function of wind chimes?

The few people didn't say anything more and walked cautiously forward along the road.

At the end is a wide staircase, which was dug into a cave and went straight up. The end disappeared in the faint light.

And this scene undoubtedly confirmed what Yuan Jingnu said just now.

The magnificent bronze palace behind them was indeed built in the deepest part.

The few of them looked at each other and started climbing up the stairs.

As they left, the bronze palace returned to silence. Only the sound of water drops falling to the ground and the melodious sound of wind chimes could be heard. This sound was so lonely, as if it had been ringing alone for tens of thousands of years without anyone listening.

The tall figure was still sitting on the throne, sleeping with his forehead propped up. Under the bright yellow light in the palace, he was as silent as a statue, filled with an indescribable sense of oppression.

Until.

She slowly opened her cold golden eyes.

The sound of wind chimes stopped.