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Chapter 21: The ancients are sincere and cannot be bullied

Yun Lang felt that he was about to be dropped again ...

Liang Jia heard Zhou Qing agreed to his request, very happy, just a little busy, how could not help.

When Yun Lang was thrown into Zhou Qing's shoulder by Liang Jia throwing a sack, the rope in his hand was already sawed by him with a small saw blade, and he held an iron thorn in his right hand, just waiting for Zhou Qing to stab the knife. Enter Liang Jia's stomach.

There was no change in things. Liang Jia, who was blindfolded by the benefit, forgot to watch out for Zhou Qing in joy. His two hands were still on Yun Lang ’s body, and a short knife with a length of one foot had stabbed into two. Chest of home.

Liang Jia screamed, staggering back, looking at the blood-stained dagger in Zhou Qing's hands and shouting, "You kill me?"

Zhou Qingjie said with a smile: "The cheap are all taken by you, I don't kill who you kill?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Qing's body froze violently, and he fell softly to the ground in Liang Jia's eerie eyes.

With Zhou Qing ’s body as a mat, Yun Lang did n’t hurt very much. He rolled over and sat up from Zhou Qing ’s body, using a saw blade to cut the rope on his foot, while Liang Jiadao, who was constantly spraying blood out of his mouth: There is an attack. "

Liang Jia looked at Zhou Qing constantly twitching, and there was white saliva in the corner of his mouth, and said hardly: "You killed Peng Du?"

Yunlang stood up, came to the edge of the sika deer, and untied the rope around his neck. Then he replied: "It is said that he died of a horn wind."

Liang Jia seemed very satisfied with this answer. After vomiting two blood bubbles, he fell to the ground softly, but his hands and feet still twitched unconsciously.

After being tossed for a long time, Yun Lang was also very hungry. Liang Jia was a careful person. He put the roasted meat on a stone plate, and the fat in the meat was fried by the hot stone plate, outside It has been burnt yellow, but the inside is very delicate.

Yunlang sprinkled the seasoning on the barbecue, but his hands were shaking so much that he sprinkled it outside several times.

Take a long breath and grasp the right wrist with your left hand. This completes the countless movements you have done on weekdays.

A tiger hurriedly crossed the wooden fence, arched the wooden door with his head, and then squatted beside Yunlang, sticking his tongue out and looking at the meat on his hand.

One mountain cannot tolerate two tigers. There is only one king, the king, on the entire Lishan Mountain.

Yunlang put the grilled meat aside, and the king waited patiently for the grilled meat to cool down.

Dazai, with a black veil, walked in from the outside, carrying a grim corpse on his shoulder, like the black impermanence of death.

Walked into the house, he dropped the body on his shoulder and squatted by the firepit to roast fire.

"Do you know that I am following you?"

"Of course I know that you are not allowed to take crossbows or daggers, just let me out, are you at ease?"

Dazai smiled and said: "It's really uneasy."

Yun Lang said with a smile: "Furthermore, the sika deer is very familiar with the smell of the king. At the beginning, he was very scared. When he entered the forest, he was quiet. He was hugged and he felt the bite of the roadside. Branches.

Seeing these, if I didn't know you and the king came, I would be a fool. "

Dazai cut two pieces of meat from the wall, put them on a branch, and handed them to Yunlang. The two of them surrounded the fire pond and continued to barbecue.

"The first killing can be so calm, and kill three in one breath. You are stronger than I thought."

"Two, Liang Jia was killed by Zhou Qing."

Dazai frowned and said, "Do you care about killing?"

Yun Lang froze for a moment and sighed: "It's better to kill fewer people."

Dazai looked at Yun Lang's face with firelight and Yin Hong smiled and said: "It is a sin to kill fewer people, if you kill nine million, you are a male and a male, and the emperor Liu Che depends on your eyes."

Yun Lang flipped the meat block and said in a deep voice: "Do you know how I will deal with things here in the future?"

Tae-jalen said, "You mean after I die?"

"You don't have to die, you are only 37 years old this year. If you can live to be 70 years old, you might see it."

Dazai shook his head and said: "I used to be too injured and bleed too much, it is impossible to live to be less than 70 years old, you talk about how you plan to keep the tomb?"

Yun Lang held his knees and shook back and forth for a long time before saying: "The most important thing now is to ensure the safety of the emperor's mausoleum, not to let him be discovered by the fake emperor Liu Che?"

Dazai nodded seriously: "The tomb thief is not terrible, what is terrible is that Liu Che is the tomb thief."

Yun Lang again said: "Whether we like it or not, the anti-Han and Qin rebellion has become a bubble, right? At least after the pseudo-Han experienced Wenjing Dazhi."

Dazai sighed: "I don't know if the anti-Han and Qin rebellion was just a vain fishing, but the ancestor's will is helpless, and we as juniors can only continue."

"The ancestors did not say when they succeeded, right? Now the enemy is unprecedentedly powerful, we choose to dormancy. Doesn't this violate the ancestor's legacy?"

Dai Zai knew that this was just Yun Lang's pretext, but he didn't say anything, so he nodded heavily.

"In this case, even if the two of us are covered with iron, we can't hit a few nails. If we continue this way, as long as you and I have an accident, the emperor's mausoleum will not be able to hold it sooner or later. Will the tomb only become a barren mound? "

"What are you doing?" Dazai couldn't keep up with Yun Lang.

Yun Lang picked up the freshly roasted meat and leaned his body against the tiger's belly, saying lazily: "Protect the Emperor's Mausoleum in accordance with the rules of the Han Dynasty, and also give ourselves a relaxed living environment."

Dazai Huo Ran got up and stared at Yun Lang, said: "How to say?"

Yun Lang took a bite of the piece of meat and said lightly: "I heard an honorable child said on the road today, the pseudo-emperor Liu Che was planning to sell part of the land of the Lordless Garden. I was going to sell the emperor's tomb and the land around it Buy it. "

"This is impossible!" Dazai was shocked, but his body shook uncontrollably.

If Yunlang can really do this, they will be able to recruit servants and gather the heads of Guizhou, and even building a wall to enclose the Qinling is not impossible.

In this way, the Emperor's Tomb will become a family property. As long as Liu Che does not destroy the family, the secret of the Emperor's Tomb will never be known.

"It's impossible. Wei Qing fought two battles with the Huns in the cloud. The money and money spent are endless. Even with the savings of two generations of Wenjing, Liu Che wanted to continue to fight the Huns, and his treasury also supported It won't be long.

Look at it. He is now a peasant who sells the land without distressing. After a few more battles, he should levy heavy taxes on the people. In the end, the whole country will be tied to the chariot. "

"Although the country is big, the belligerent will die?" Dazai's eyes jumped with burning flames.

"As long as the puppet emperor Liu Che goes back and forth, he will contact me as Daqin is old and shaking his arms will overthrow the puppet emperor.

Yunlang! If it can be done, I will serve you as the master! "

Yun Lang was very surprised. He didn't expect to paint only a big cake for Dazai. Dazai was so serious.

The ancients were just too serious ...

No wonder that Su Qin, Zhang Yigong and Sun Long these guys can mix up with just one mouth, and Su Qin's broken house can actually match six countries.

Oh, Yun Lang feels very lucky. Fortunately, he came by himself. If the people who come from the cafes next to Silicon Valley open their mouths for billions or tens of billions of financing, the world is estimated to be not far from destruction.

"You are my elder, this is not feasible at all, and it doesn't sound useful to grow up and look down. However, he is the foundation of all social relations, and all ethical relationships are built on the basis of up and down. of.

Is easily destroyed. Soon after the National Games, let's talk about the purchase of the Emperor's Tomb, right, how much do you have ... "

Slept overnight with three corpses, Yun Lang was depressed, her face was sallow, and she was a little bit angry.

Dazai was very happy, but he didn't dare to look at Yun Lang's cannibalistic eyes.

For many years, Dazai has spent every day in fear, misery, anxiety, and did not expect that on a certain day, all the difficulties he faced will be clearly clarified by a person, as long as he walks along this vein, eventually Things will be resolved.

The most important thing is that there is a smart person to rely on, which is the most pleasant thing in life.

Yun Lang's nostrils spewed out a hot breath, and the tiger near him was startled. Yun Lang's nose spewed hotter than his nose.

The disgruntled glanced at Dazai ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ A person who only has thirty kilograms of gold in a pocket and wants to buy 10,000 acres of land is eligible for his good looks.

One kilogram of gold is priced at 10,000 yuan, and 30 kilograms of gold is only 300,000 yuan, and the most basic price of 10,000 acres of land is 10 million yuan ... Yun Lang wants to curse people.

No matter how much land was bought in that era, the most costly and energy-intensive will never be the price of the land.

There are many good things in the Tomb of the First Emperor. If the things inside are exchanged for money, it is estimated that the entire customs can be bought.

But yeah, I can't mention this matter, I can't even think about it. If I say it, the first person desperate to find Yunlang is Dazai.

Was beaten with a sap, and I couldn't go to Yichun Palace today. Yun Lang searched the remains of three hunters. Basically, there was nothing good.

It is that the guy named Peng Du has a piece of ancient jade that looks pretty good. Yun Lang eased it down. This thing is still good to use when he wears a Wenshan suit to suppress his robe.

Dazai looked at the endless pedestrians on the road and moved to Yunlang, saying: "How about we return to Guizhou and return?"

Yun Lang shook his head in despair: "Everyone we want must be someone who is willing to stay with us and hide in the mountains. Otherwise, we will be unlucky for every extra-presumptuous guy, maybe because of improper employment. The final result is devastating. In that case, it is not as good as the two of us.

Dazai said regretfully: "In the past, two fugitives were found, and as a result, I was killed, otherwise there will be at least two people available."

Yun Lang smiled and said: "Yes, there is no hurry. Since Liu Che has sold the wind on the land of Linyuan, he will have a follow-up strategy, because the land must be managed by someone to produce it, otherwise it will cost a lot of money. What do you buy some wasteland for? "