Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Chapter 631 Shocking Change

Since ancient times, the construction of imperial tombs began early, and Zhao Tuo was no exception. However, the construction of his tomb was stopped before it was completely completed - this was the suspected tomb they had just started to visit.

The reason is self-explanatory - he is already living a long life, so why would he need this unlucky thing?

Now that it is to be rebuilt, the Layao have put forward many requirements, one of which is that the Xiou people should be the ones to build it.

She made this request just to keep this place secret from others. Otherwise, wouldn't all her hard work be just a favor to others?

Besides, if she let the Xiou people repair it, she could also find a way to leave some clues for them.

She had started planning this matter a long time ago. The Layao Temple was built after she had a falling out with the Xiou tribe. The Xiou people did not want to build this temple, but Layao and Zhao Tuo used their power to force them to do so.

Zhao Tuo originally did not want to let the Xiou people come to repair the mausoleum, but La Yao gave an excellent reason: the breath of the Xiou people was more familiar to the Dragon God Gu, and Zhao Tuo was not a Xiou person. If he wanted the Dragon God to willingly accept Zhao Tuo, they must come to repair the mausoleum to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

She understood Zhao Tuo's concerns very well, and said frankly that the day the mausoleum was completed would be the day when the Xiou people who were building it would die!

When she fakes her death, she will take the initiative to be buried alive with Zhao Tuo, making the Dragon God Gu completely devoted to Zhao Tuo.

Zhao Tuo felt a little relieved when he saw the cruel and heartless treatment towards himself and his clansmen.

But he still had a requirement - how to build it must be according to his drawings. The drawings came from overseas. As for what they were used for, Zhao Tuo did not specify, and La Yao did not care. She just needed to drain Zhao Tuo's luck before he died and everything would be fine.

That's why this mausoleum looks so weird.

"What's in there?" Jiang Shangxian looked at the Huangchangtichou with some embarrassment. Judging from the way Cui Bianxu stepped on it just now, there seemed to be something wrong with this thing, and it might be easier to open.

But Huangchangtichou had a terrible reputation, and even homemade explosives were difficult to make. She wasn't sure she could easily make it work by herself. "Do you know what it is?"

Don't go through all the trouble to open it when you don't even know what it is.

Qiqige nodded, still looking a little confused: "It contains the Dragon God Gu of my clan."

Life in the mountains is peaceful and ordinary, without so many ups and downs.

Sometimes she would feel dull and uninteresting, just like every time Xisi said he wanted to go out of the mountains and have a look, she would be moved.

But she is a Gu Po, and a Gu Po is supposed to stay by the side of her people.

She couldn't imagine how the Layao had the courage to spend decades and the lives of hundreds of their people to accomplish such a daring thing.

"Are you talking about the guardian black snake beside her?" Jiang Shangxian took a deep breath, trying not to be too nervous.

The stone carvings on the bronze tree were dense and numerous, and she could only understand a very small part of them. Combined with the murals, she could only guess a small part of the content. The effect of cramming at the last minute was really not that strong. Even if she put suppository on her forehead now, the knowledge cells would not be able to gush out.

Not to mention Qiqige, I guess what Layao did is a bit difficult to make public.

Although she had guessed that the black snake might also be in this tomb, hundreds of years had passed. How could the snake still be alive without food or water?

To be honest, Jiang Shangxian is currently a little averse to snakes, and even geckos, loaches, eels, and conger eels.

This is stress.

Cui Bianxu didn't expect that Qi Qige's goal was also in Huangchangtichou, which coincided with his.

The Qin people loved to make elixirs. They hadn't found anything else to bring back to the mission, so it had to be inside. "This thing will take some effort to open. You two should take a break first. I'll call you when you're done. Okay?"

"Sure!" Jiang Shangxian didn't bother to be polite with him. He pulled Yingzi to a place not too far away and sat down to prepare to sleep.

Actually, she was a little hungry, but she really didn't want to eat Hu Bing. Since entering this place, she hadn't eaten anything delicious except Hu Bing. When she closed her eyes, all she could think of was scallion chicken, braised pork elbow, fried blood duck, spicy fish...

The male Gu quietly flew to her head, stepped on the spot a few times with its feet, made a nest for itself, and then closed its eyes.

She was asleep, but Cui Bianxu was full of energy.

He was only one step away from reaching his goal, and he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

My young slave has become thinner.

This issue is very serious, even more serious than listening to Li Shimin hold meetings every day in Chang'an.

If a round steamed bun becomes pointed, can it still be a steamed bun?

He had to take Nian Nu out quickly to replace all the lost flesh!

Thinking of this, he was really motivated. However, although the cypress heart was blackened as if struck by lightning and had cracks, it was not so easy to remove.

It took a dozen men half a day of hard work to finally open it.

Jiubai exhaled and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This place in Lingnan is hotter than our place. It's so gloomy here that I'm sweating all over and it's sticky."

The guards agreed and wiped their sweat with their clothes. They were not used to the climate here, which was stuffy, hot and humid, unlike Chang'an, which was dry. As long as they didn't practice martial arts, they wouldn't sweat for several days.

Cui Bianxu glanced at Jiang Shangxian, who was drooling in her sleep not far away, and was reluctant to wake her up: "Alright, let's all rest for an hour."

He didn't know if there was any danger inside, so he needed to rest well before going in to find out.

The excessive intensity of the physical labor caused them to fall asleep quickly, and for a while the huge tomb was filled with the sound of snoring.

Jiang Shangxian was awakened by the male Gu's "chi chi chi" sound.

Her heart was beating wildly and her body felt as if it was falling. Before the blurry light in her vision could come together, she realized something was wrong. She wanted to open her mouth but found that someone was covering it.

The man's palms were very large, one of them was probably bigger than her face. In his panic, even her nose was blocked tightly, and even breathing became difficult, let alone speaking.

The next second, Cui Bianxu's shocked and angry roar rang out not far away: "Who is it?"

As soon as the words fell, all the guards jumped up immediately. Their minds were still confused, but it did not affect their ability to hold their swords and take stance.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Shangxian had her hands clamped from behind by someone. The man was extremely strong and rough, dragging her back quickly. Yingzi, who was awakened by Cui Bianxu, had not yet figured out the situation when she saw her aunt being dragged away with her legs kicking wildly. Without thinking, she rushed over and hugged her legs, trying to hold her back with the weight of her body.

Zhao Shan, who was sleeping in a daze nearby, also reacted at this time and followed Yingzi's example, rushing over and hugging her legs.

Suddenly the number of people increased from one to three, and the speed of the people dragging Jiang Shangxian inevitably slowed down.

At this moment, Cui Bianxu seized the opportunity, his steps were light and quick, his figure was as graceful as the wind, he closed the distance in a few steps, and then suddenly jumped up, pouncing on the man like a nimble wolfhound, his eyes fixed firmly on the top of the man's head, the long sword in his hand flashed with a cold light, and chopped straight towards the man's head with fierce power!