How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

"Dig it out! If you hear me, dig out the underground palace for me immediately!"

Inside Deling, Feng Kanyu screamed, holding a steel knife and placing it on the neck of veteran Song Wenkai.

Song Wenkai's face was filled with tears.

"Master... we... we also want to dig... we don't even want to seal it up and bury it..."

"But Mr. forced us to seal the land, how dare we disobey it? Yesterday everyone was looking for your whereabouts. Where did you and Mr. Shen go?"

hum!

Feng Kanyu looked at Deling who had returned to his original state, his head pounding continuously.

Dad lied to me!

Dad still lied to me!

He asked Uncle Shen and Uncle Pei and I to go to the capital to find out the news. Unexpectedly, I had already thought of committing suicide!

Dad, why don’t you want to live anymore?

"I don't care! Dig for me, dig out the underground palace, overturn the diamond wall, and open the palace door! Immediately, now, immediately!"

"I want to ask my dad personally what he is going to do!"

Feng Kanyu understood that his father could not die in the underground palace after a day.

If we dig it out now, it’s still not too late!

"Yes……"

Song Wenkai couldn't help crying. When Feng Kanyu ordered everyone to dig up, he could only kneel down and kowtow.

Then, with a determined look on his face, he was going to lead the veterans of Huangling Town and the Lifu craftsmen to break ground again.

"stop!"

Unexpectedly, Shen Lian walked over with a gloomy face.

He snatched the steel knife from Feng Kanyu's hand and threw it to the ground.

Feng Kanyu saw this and shouted angrily: "Uncle Shen, are you also stopping me from saving my father? Are you going to watch him die again?"

"Seventeen years ago, you had no choice but to let him be sealed in the underground palace by the [First Generation]."

"After seventeen years, we can still let him seek death? Huh? Why did you stop me!"

"tell me why?"

Shen Lian looked at the other party with hatred, the child he had taken care of since childhood.

"Xiao Yu! Your father must have activated your Nine Death Jingling Armor!"

"You fucking tell me if you have a way to break this armor! If you do, you can dig it out as you like, and your Uncle Shen will risk his life to dig with you!"

boom!

Feng Kanyu's head exploded again, looking at the nearly a thousand skinny and pitiful veterans of the tomb guarding army in front of him, as well as the craftsmen who had worked hard to survive all their lives.

Yes!

My father sealed the Xuan Palace, so he must have activated the Nine Death Jingling Armor.

The so-called Nine Deaths Jingling Armor is made of bronzes from the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties mixed with blood. It can be called a peerless fierce formation.

Once excavated...

The Nine-Death Jingling Tomb Armor will stretch out countless tentacles and strangle the tomb robbers on the spot.

By then, the nearly a thousand people in front of me may not survive!

And do I have a way to break the Nine Death Jingling Armor?

No!

There is no record of how to break this evil formation in Guanshan Zhimijutsu.

I just mentioned that only by destroying one of the three tripods can the entire vicious formation be stopped.

And how easy is it to destroy Sanding?

Not to mention that they are all built into the thick underground palace walls.

He just said that if he just opened the King Kong Wall, he would be killed by the Nine Death Jingling Armor on the spot!

Both inside and outside!

As long as the Nine Deaths Jingling Armor is activated, under the current conditions and technology, there is no way to break it!

In other words.

It has become absolutely impossible to dig up the underground palace and release my father.

"father……"

Feng Kanyu thought about this, cried out in grief, and knelt on the ground with his knees weak.

"Hey!"

Shen Lian stood aside with a sad expression.

Although he didn't know why his husband wanted to die again, he knew.

According to Mr.'s stubborn temper and character, once something is decided, no one can change it.

He asked the three of us to go to the capital to find out the news, presumably so that no one could stop this.

Pei Lun, who was standing not far away, also came over.

He no longer looked cynical, squatted down with Feng Kanyu, and put his arms around the child's shoulders.

"Xiao Yu! That's it!"

"Since your father chose to do this, he must have a reason for doing so."

"Now that things have happened, it's useless to say anything else. You...hey...your Uncle Pei doesn't know how to persuade you."

Feng Kanyu seemed to have listened, but he just fell to the ground and cried bitterly, unable to say another word.

Not only did my father seal him in, he also sent my mother to the Deling Underground Palace.

Father and mother, you two are so cruel to abandon your son and stay together for a thousand years?

"Master..."

Song Wenkai and others who were stopped by Shen Lian also came over and stood quietly aside with complicated expressions.

If the young master of the Feng family insists on digging, they will risk their lives to break open the soil again and dig out Mr.

Even if they all die, they won't hesitate.

But now that it’s over, what’s the point of digging anymore?

"Uncle Song! Dear uncles and lords, I am not thinking well enough and dare to threaten you with a knife. Please accept my respect..."

When Feng Kanyu saw everyone gathered around him, he knelt down and kowtowed to apologize.

"Don't... don't do this!"

"Hey! Get up, young master, we don't know what the master is thinking."

"Jian Nu is here. Why don't we keep running away? Why should we be sealed in the underground palace..."

Everyone quickly pulled Feng Kanyu up, sighing again and again.

"Master!"

Seeing that Feng Kanyu's mood seemed to have recovered somewhat, Song Wenkai hesitated and handed over a package.

"This is something that Sir asked me to give you before entering the underground palace. It may be a relic of your Feng family. You...just keep it!"

Did my dad leave something for me?

Feng Kanyu was startled and hurriedly took the package, opened it and saw that it was a book and a letter.

Feng Kanyu's hands were trembling a little, and he didn't dare to touch these things for a while.

"The gentleman also said... He also said that we should share the one million taels of silver and gold sent by the Chuang army and escape for our lives..."

"They also said that the slaves who entered the pass did not know good and evil. They were afraid that we would be attacked by swords and would not be allowed to live in Tianshou Mountain..."

Song Wenkai shed tears again as he spoke.

So what about a million taels of gold and silver?

Who wants to leave their homeland and go far away?

Feng Kanyu's eyes darkened again, he glanced at Shen Lian and Pei Lun, nodded, and said to everyone.

"Uncle Song, and all my uncles and fellow villagers. My father is right."

"Jian Nu has entered the capital, and he will soon be conducting reconnaissance and plundering."

"You'd better divide the money quickly and run away for your lives!"

Apart from sighing, everyone had no other objections.

then.

Nearly a thousand people had no choice but to divide the gold and silver, go home, pack their bags, and leave Tianshou Mountain where they had lived all their lives.

But before leaving, he came to Deling again to pay homage to Li Xin, the former mayor of Huangling Town, and bid farewell with tears.

Half an hour later.

"Huh... let's go! Xiao Yu! Let's... let's go too."

After Tianshoushan returned to deathly silence, Shen Lian couldn't help but think of the day Huangling Town was destroyed seventeen years ago.

He felt as if his heart was weighed down by a stone, making him breathless. He just wanted to leave this sad place immediately and never come back in this life.

"Yeah! Let's go!"

"Uncle Shen, Uncle Pei, let's... go!"

Feng Kanyu knelt down and kowtowed again in the direction of Deling Underground Palace, then resolutely got on his horse.

sunset.

A group of three people and three horses embarked on an unknown journey again, just like they did seventeen years ago.

It's just that this time I'm more confused and hesitant.

No one knows where the three of them will go from here.

Not far from Tianshou Mountain.

Feng Kanyu rode on the horse, deliberately slowing down a little, letting his two uncles go ahead.

He took out the relic left by his father in his arms and opened it with trembling.