The Best Fake Eunuch

It was indeed a little strange, the weather was originally sunny, but suddenly it was cloudy, when a few people arrived at the gate of the cemetery, a piece of snow gently fell and landed on Duan Linger's eyelashes.

In the blink of an eye, a tomb guard officer with a steel knife in his hand suddenly appeared in front of the door, staring at the crowd with blank eyes, and said word by word, "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, we are here to worship the prince, is he there?" Duan Linger smiled.

"Come to worship at night? No, come tomorrow." The officer's voice was stiff.

"You don't know me?" Xiao Chen was stunned, "Is your General Li Chengzhu here?"

At that time the prince passed away, Li Wanjiang was going to hold a sacrificial ceremony here, Xiao Chen, as the owner of Xichang, naturally came here to inspect the security situation, but he also dealt with the mausoleum guards a lot, they should all recognize him.

The commander of the guarding army is called Li Chengzhu, who is Li Wanjiang's distant nephew, and can be regarded as a relative of the emperor.

At the beginning, this guy relied on the fact that the emperor Li Wanjiang was his distant cousin who caused trouble in Fengyang City. He was given a book by Chen Jisheng, the censor of Zuodu at that time, and Li Wanjiang sent him here to be the general guarding the mausoleum. .

Although the Mausoleum Guard Army is just a miscellaneous army responsible for guarding the mausoleum, the commanding generals of all dynasties must be held by relatives of the emperor, because in a sense, the importance of the imperial mausoleum is no less than that of the imperial city!

It's like the ancestral graves of ordinary people's homes, which must not be dug by others.

"Li Chengzhu is not here, and I don't know you either. Please go back, or I will be impolite." The officer quickly drew his waist knife and whistled. Hearing only the sound of footsteps, more than a hundred black figures walked slowly. out of the cemetery...

"Huh? Are you talking to my lord?" Xiao Chen was furious.

"Boss, let's go, they are not human." Fu Yan said suddenly.

"Is it a human or a ghost?" Xiao Chen wondered.

"It's not a ghost, it's a walking corpse." Fu Yan said, "They are all dead, they should have died not long ago... Let's go quickly."

"I don't think this kid's eyes are right, he looks like a dead fish." Tie Kunlun also saw something wrong.

"Damn it!" Xiao Chen was startled, seeing ghosts during the day is enough to be scary, but at night, wouldn't it scare people to death? It's no wonder that the officer's words are strange. Although I don't know what's going on, seeing Fu Yan's nervous face, I'm afraid it's not good, so I hurriedly said, "Okay, let's go back first..."

Before a few people got on their horses, a hoarse voice said slowly, "Since you're here, don't leave."

Several people heard the sound and looked, but they saw a thin and haggard monk sitting cross-legged in the snow, with a wooden fish in front of him, holding a small key hammer in his right hand, and tapping it lightly.

There was a soft buzzing sound like a bell, and several people felt a splitting headache in an instant!

"Dead monk, what are you doing?" Duan Ling'er grinned in pain, pulled out the lancet, flew forward, and stabbed at the old monk's bald head!

"Little girl's qinggong is good." The monk praised, and lightly tapped the wooden fish again.

Before Duan Ling'er could get close to him, she felt her eyes darkened, her whole body went limp, and the lancet in her hand couldn't hold it, and it fell to the ground with a slam.

Tie Kunlun flew over and carried her back.

"Hehe, I didn't see that you are all masters, and you can withstand my two ecstasy drums." The old monk said and tapped lightly again.

There was a muffled kerala sound coming from the mausoleum, and the ground trembled accordingly!

Under the snowy light, they could see clearly, but saw hundreds of dead bones wearing iron armor and holding steel knives coming out of the ground, shaking the dirt on their bodies, and slowly approaching Xiao Chen and the others.

Another strange neighing of war horses was heard, and hundreds of bone warriors wearing black black armor, riding on horses also wearing black armor but already turned into a pair of bone war horses, broke out of the ground holding big halberds in their hands!

"Where did this come from?" Even Tie Kunlun was so bold, his face turned pale when he saw this strange situation.

"They come from hell and take you to hell." The old monk laughed and said, "Go, go."

"Fuck you big-headed ghost!" Xiao Chen said in his heart that you should stop pretending to be fools with me, and I haven't seen this scene before!

When I was in Burma, didn't that witch also cast spells to bring the dead back to life?

What happened in the end? It's not the same as being killed by us!

You still want to send us to hell, if you don't go to Ang, you'll go to you bastard!

A wave of true energy flowed into the palm, and he swung his palm and slapped it... Damn it, it's so frighteningly ineffective at the critical moment!

"Fu Yan! What shall we do now?" Xiao Chen was furious.

Fu Yan is also proficient in profound arts, he should have a way...

Unexpectedly, Fu Yan acted like a fool, turned a deaf ear to Xiao Chen's words, squirmed his mouth, and muttered to himself, "Go to hell? That's fine, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

"Yes, you have committed many crimes and killed countless people in your life. Only by going to hell can you wash away your sins. Go, go..." The old monk nodded with a smile.

Fu Yan pulled out the steel knife at his waist with a single stroke, and directly slashed across his neck.

But even though he was delusional, he still maintained a trace of sobriety, knowing that it was wrong to do so, so the knife didn't cut his throat immediately!

Xiao Chen was shocked when he saw this, rushed over and snatched the knife from his hand, saw his eyes were dull, guessed he was caught by the old monk, made a decisive decision, cut his palm on his neck and knocked him out .

"I'll go too. When I go to hell, I'll meet my parents, my brother and the others..." Fu Yan just fell to the ground, but Duan Linger over there pulled out a lancet and slammed Stab towards his chest.

Her movements were too fast, Xiao Chen couldn't save him in time, he yelled and flew over, but saw Duan Linger's knife pierced the center, but it didn't penetrate because she was wearing silkworm clothes.

Xiao Chen secretly called Amitabha, and quickly slapped her unconscious with a light palm.

But Tie Kunlun on the side also had a seizure, clenched his fists, and hit his temples directly. Fortunately, Xiao Ye hugged him in time, imitated his example, and also hit him on the neck, knocking him out as well. past.

Before the five of them fought each other, they began to kill each other. Currently, only Xiao Chen and Xiao Ye are left standing.

Interesting that the two of them didn't lose themselves...

"Why don't you two want to go to hell?" A trace of surprise flashed in the old monk's eyes.

The three blows of the drum of ecstasy just now had already scattered the souls of Fu Yan and the others, and then he used his powerful thoughts to invade the consciousness of the three of them, touching the most vulnerable side of their emotions and desires, causing them to die in agony.

But Xiao Chen's willpower is too strong, although he can intrude, but he can't stir up his emotions, and it seems that he has two seas of consciousness... Isn't this the hell?

The old monk didn't know that Xiao Chen had traveled through time. He is a person with memories of two lifetimes, so he naturally has two seas of consciousness...

The old monk didn't know how to teach and study science, so he suffered a disadvantage!