Tomb Raider: Lead the Paperman Legion to bombard the Blood Corpse Tomb at the beginning

Sun Guangmin flicked his finger, and two paper figurines appeared out of thin air. They cleaned up the boxes and other sundries on the ground, dusted off the army uniforms, and walked towards Sun Yaoying's suite.

As soon as I walked to the window, I heard the fat Taoist priest bragging to Sun Yaoying about the young commander's boundless magic power, his wisdom and martial arts, defeating the blood concubine in one fell swoop, and making the blood concubine obediently hand over the treasure in the tomb, I felt a little proud , I thought it was more than that, now the blood concubine is my secret power, the young marshal, so I pushed the door open and entered.

After Sun Yaoying was subdued by the blood concubine, the blood mark disappeared. When everyone counted the treasure, he also recovered more than half of it. After the treasure was settled, it was natural to find a way to deal with the aftermath.

Seeing Sun Guangmin push the door in, he laughed and said, "Come on, come on, I'm listening to your heroic deeds!"

Sun Guangmin blushed and sneered: "Our grave-digging and looting is not a heroic deed, is it?"

Sun Yaoying was drinking a large bowl of ginseng soup, when she heard the words, she put the bowl heavily, "Grandma is a bear! I am the empress of the Ming Dynasty, and I have a sworn feud with the Manchu Tartars! My father and your grandfather died in the flag. Human hands! This is revenge, this is revolution! Mr. Sun killed the Manchus, and I also killed the Manchus, and their dead! Haha, happy and happy!"

At this time, the servant girl took away the soup bowl, and another girl brought the bong. Sun Yaoying took a few puffs, sprayed the cloud, and the face of the gathering in front of him became gloomy, signaling the fat Taoist priest and others to retreat first.

Sun Guangmin wanted to step forward to help, but Sun Yaoying shook off his hand, and opened the curtain of the side hall, a golden light was dazzling, and all kinds of gold, silver and jewelry were wiped clean and displayed here.What Sun Guangmin was thinking about were those rare treasures with extraordinary power. He was not very interested in gold and silver treasures, but he also acted surprised and clicked his tongue.

Sun Yaoying was uncharacteristically, with a very serious face, grabbed Sun Guangmin's shoulders, and sneered: "Don't think that these gold goods are ours if we dig them up. Those Manchu nobles would jump up in anger when they saw us digging up their ancestral graves. I have a gun in my hand, they have already come to kill me."

Pointing to these treasures of gold and silver, he continued: "The most valuable ones are a disaster if they are kept. I have made a list and will give them to Mr. Jiang and the dignitaries respectively. It is not that hard for those Manchu survivors to want to touch me." Easy! Don't say I didn't think about myself, take what you like quickly, and I'll send it away in a while!"

Sun Guangmin couldn't care less about these things, and said quickly, "Marshal, we still have dozens of big carts. If you want to give this little thing, just give it away." His eyes caught something out of the corner of his eye, but it was a bit over the top.

I saw a shining golden sword on display on the shelf, with nine dragons inlaid on the body of the sword, gems on the hilt, and the scabbard on the side. I just glanced at it and found something strange.

The scabbard is slightly longer than the blade by an inch and three cents. If you don't pay attention, you can't see it, so you walked over calmly and took the scabbard in your hand...

When Sun Yaoying saw it, she hurriedly stopped: "This sword is not good, this one has been promised to Mr. Jiang, so I can't give it to you."

Sun Guangmin smiled and said: "The commander-in-chief is worrying too much. My boy has the Qingfu Sword, which is enough to slay demons and demons, but this sword is so beautiful, I want to play with it." He blocked Sun Yaoying's sight with his body, and a wave of internal force disappeared from his fingertips. At the end of the scabbard, there was indeed something strange about the extra inch and three cents. The internal force was everywhere, and the dragon head at the tail suddenly opened its mouth and spit out a golden bead.Sun Guangmin deliberately pretended to stand up the scabbard to appreciate it, and let the golden bead slide silently into his military uniform pocket.

Sun Yaoying didn't take it seriously, and continued: "Before the tomb robbery, I had already arranged everything. I said it was a military exercise, and on the grounds of being considerate of the local suffering, I had to prepare dozens of carts in Zunhua to transport the things to Tianjin. "

"There is one more thing that must be done by you, a handsome young marshal." Sun Yaoying smiled, "You are going to Tianjin to sell some of the treasures, and then use the money to help the victims... so that even if the old and young of the Manchu Qing Dynasty want to Sue us, the common people will not agree!"...

Sun Guangmin felt that his father's thinking was a bit complicated, and he would do it without him reminding himself.

In fact, after stealing the Blood Corpse Tomb, the system issued a new task:
"Main mission of the system: expand the army of [-] paper figurines! Mission success: reward rhino horn evil spirit candle, celestial master robe, "Luban Technique", and a Gatling machine gun!"

"If it fails, the paper figurine will be punished with +50 resentment! If the paper figurine's resentment reaches [-], it will automatically devour the demon master, please pay attention to the host!"

Sun Guangmin felt chills just thinking about it. Only he knew how difficult it was to make this paper figurine.If the deceased has insufficient three souls, or has already entered reincarnation, it is impossible to make paper dolls at all. The resentful spirits are too resentful, and giving them bodies is like rebelling against oneself!

It took me a year to travel through time and I only got twelve paper figurines, and they were carefully selected from hundreds of newly dead people.

How can I make so many paper figurines all of a sudden now?
The current situation is turbulent, and the north is experiencing drought and plague sweeping across the land, and the dead are not counted.If he led the army into the customs at this time to help the victims, he could buy people's hearts and set up a name on the surface, and secretly he might be able to complete the tasks of the system secretly!

Wouldn't Gatlin, who took the blue fire by himself, be handed over?How grand will it be to use this thing against zongzi?
A month later, in the suburbs of Beiping.

Years of wars and turmoil coincided with severe droughts all over the world. The land in Yanzhao was full of hunger and death, and mourning was everywhere.

Sun Dashuai and his son took a large sum of money to purchase food for disaster relief. They saw porridge sheds neatly set up on both sides of the road to give porridge to the victims.

Young Marshal Sun Guangmin was dressed in a military uniform, with a cloak over his shoulders and a Qingfu sword slung across his waist. He was imposing and heroic. He walked on the street and inspected the situation of disaster relief.

"It's been a long time, Young Master!"

A sinister voice came from the thick shade under the tree.

Sun Guangmin was startled, turned his head to look under the tree, but saw a tall and thin figure standing vaguely in the thick shade under the tree, his face seemed to change, hidden in the darkness.

"Who is your honor? Why don't you come out and get together?" Sun Guangmin felt that the visitor was not kind, and asked in a deep voice.

"The sun is too big, and I don't like to be exposed to the sun, so let's just say that."

"What can you learn from this?" Although he felt very paradoxical, Sun Guangmin remained calm.

"Young Marshal and his son recently made a windfall...but don't get me wrong, I didn't come here for money." Shadow's dark voice flickered from left to right, making people very uncomfortable.

"Oh?" Sun Guangmin touched the hilt of Qingfu Sword with his right hand, vaguely guessing the origin of the shadow.

"Young Marshal took a box from the emperor's tomb. This item does not belong to the world. I hope the Young Marshal can return it. There will be rewards in the future!"

really!