It is said that the people I protect are admired by the Six Realms

When the Emperor Tai/Zu built the mausoleum, he rejected the remonstrance of the Minister of Industry and insisted on building the imperial mausoleum on the border of the vast desert. He said that the Moli royal family had their fortune in Mobei. Now that the Chu Dynasty has collapsed and the Mo Kingdom has been rebuilt, we should not forget it The blood of the ancestors rests peacefully in Mobei, and the original intention of the descendants is to be surnamed Zhaoli.

After Bai Moqian finished reading this historical record, he handed it to Li Shao. Li Shao glanced at it lightly, raised his eyebrows, but smiled silently.

The carriage rattled along the silver-lined official road, and the first month was not over yet, when they arrived at Jingbian Town in Mobei, heavy snow fell from the gray sky.

Bai Moqian handed over the pass to the city guards for inspection, carefully put it back in the bag, then slid into Li Shao's arms, and stretched his cold hands into his lapel.

Li Shao held his hand, warmed it up carefully, glanced at him and said, "I asked you to wear more when leaving Chang'an, and you ignored my words."

Bai Moqian chuckled, and rubbed his furry head against Li Shao's neck, "I was in a hurry to go to Mobei as soon as possible, besides, senior brother, you have already packed a lot of clothes into the box."

"What are you in a hurry for? A dead person can't run with long legs, he's just lying inside, whenever you want to go in, I'll just take you in." Li Shao twisted the tip of Bai Moqian's nose.

"Senior brother," Bai Moqian squeezed Li Shao's hand, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly, and said with a smile, "I really don't want to leave you for a moment."

The two were chatting and laughing in low voices when the coachman outside pulled the reins, stopped the carriage, knocked on the wall of the carriage and said, "Sir, we're here."

Bai Moqian wondered, "Where are you?"

"The inn in Jingbian City." Li Shao tightened his cloak and squeezed his small earlobe, "Are you going to sleep in a carriage tonight?"

Bai Moqian shrank his neck, and got out of the carriage one after the other with Li Shao.

The north wind blew goose feathers and heavy snow towards his face, and Bai Moqian filled his lungs with cold air, choking him to bend over and cough. Li Shao wrapped his arms around his waist and held him in his arms, and raised his hand to protect him from the wind with his cloak.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, sir. Please come inside." The innkeeper saluted Li Shao sassyly. He was wearing a narrow-sleeved beard, with a curly beard piled on his lips, and his body was very burly and tall.

"The store is interested, thank you." Li Shao nodded, and stepped into the inn with Bai Moqian in his arms.

The inn was crowded with a lot of tall men, each of them wearing narrow-sleeved Hu clothes, and three or five people gathered together to drink and eat meat, spitting everywhere, and the scene was very wild.The other guests were sitting in the corner timidly. Faced with such a disturbing noise, no one dared to go up and say a word, and the waiters in the shop also turned a blind eye.

Bai Moqian looked at the group of men carefully, each of them had a scimitar hanging from their waist, and five or six bulging bags were piled up by their feet. Judging by the protruding shapes on the outside, they seemed to be all kinds of weapons. , Looking at the appearance and shape of these people, the arm muscles are strong and powerful, and the index finger and middle finger of the right hand are much longer than ordinary people.

What kind of person would have such a peculiar body structure?What do oddly long index and middle fingers represent?

Bai Moqian thought for a while, but couldn't think of a reason. When he passed by them, he checked the spiritual power of the people and frowned slightly.

The spiritual power of these people is not as clear and bright as ordinary people, but has a strong yin energy, but if they are people who practice ghosts, they all have inner alchemy, and they don't have a heavy body. bloody smell.

Bai Moqian couldn't figure it out, so he turned to Li Shao for help, "Brother, what are they doing?"

Li Shao glanced at those people, but before he could answer, the innkeeper who was walking beside him lowered his voice and said, "These people are night walkers."

"Nightwalker?" Bai Moqian was taken aback.

"Look for the mausoleums built everywhere, from princes and generals to gentry and common people."

The innkeeper led Li Shao and Bai Moqian quickly past the noisy crowd, and continued in a low voice: "Wherever they went, the mausoleum was destroyed, and all the belongings were looted, even the clothes of the dead were taken away." .They make money from people all the year round, and everyone calls them 'Nightcrawlers' in order to avoid taboo."

After Bai Moqian listened to it, he was silent for a while. He thought of something, and his eyes widened instantly, "The mausoleum built outside the Jingbian city in Mobei, so far only the mausoleum of the emperor/ancestor, did they want to... …”

Before he finished speaking, a man among the group of night walkers suddenly looked over here.

The innkeeper hurriedly dragged Bai Moqian upstairs, and after turning the corner, he breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to Bai Moqian and said, "Don't talk about it, Mr. Bai. The idle squires are all the same to the Nightcrawler."

"Nightcrawlers only have money in their eyes. Even if it is the emperor, as long as it is buried in the tomb, it will be a pile of loess. They don't care who the owner of the tomb is."

Bai Moqian nodded thoughtfully. During his lifetime, he tirelessly pursued fame, but after his death, his clothes were stripped and thrown aside. He was no different from a mediocre man wrapped in straw mats and rotting to death in the countryside. It's really ironic.

The innkeeper led them to the innermost private room, opened the door and bowed respectfully to the two of them: "I will order someone to bring some food to you, and hot water will be brought up later."

"Thank you, shopkeeper." Bai Moqian bowed back, glanced casually, and happened to see the right hand of the innkeeper, his index finger and middle finger were also unusually long!

Bai Moqian straightened up calmly, and after sending the innkeeper away with a smile, he quickly walked to Li Shao's side and asked in a low voice, "Do you know this innkeeper? Is it reliable?"

"If he is unreliable, you won't sit here and talk to me in peace now." Li Shao lifted the tea cover, took a sip of tea, raised his eyebrows, and looked very happy, "This cold tea from Changbai Mountain It's really cool."

Bai Moqian was stunned for a second or two, and then he came back to his senses. He gasped, "You mean, the night walkers have heard what I said just now?"

"Nightwalkers go to the tomb all year round, and their hearing is much better than ordinary people." Li Shao put down his teacup, stood up, helped Bai Moqian take off his coat, and said calmly.

Bai Moqian coughed, and said, "That is to say, the innkeeper is their leader, and this inn is actually the stronghold of the Nightcrawlers?"

"You can say that." Li Shao nodded, turned around and put the fur on the wooden rack beside the fire to dry.

Bai Moqian grinned, "That's good, we've entered a den of thieves."

Li Shao was amused by his words, his brows and eyes were curved, those eyes seemed to be shining with the scenery of the lake and mountains, and instantly became active in the cold weather and snow.

The door was knocked by the waiter from the outside, and the innkeeper personally came up to serve the two of them, and set a table with all kinds of delicacies, accompanied by a small jug of good wine at the end.

Bai Moqian lowered his head and ate quietly. When he was halfway through the meal, he suddenly thought of something, stared at Li Shao, swallowed the duck leg meat in his mouth, and said in a daze, "You choose to live in this inn. Do you want us to enter the imperial tomb with the Nightcrawler?"

Li Shao was holding spring bamboo shoots with his chopsticks. Hearing this, he nodded and raised his eyebrows with a smile: "Otherwise? How do we go down to the imperial tomb? Are we going to blow up the mountain?"

Bai Moqian pursed his thin lips. Li Shao really knows how to plan ahead when thinking about things, and he also sees problems thoroughly. Many times he is still alive, and Li Shao has already played the whole game of chess. This may be why he always It's one of the reasons for the calm.

If such a person hadn't retired to Wushan at that time, he would definitely have set off a turbulent wave in the world of great struggle, and maybe the end of history would not have been Chu's destruction of the six kingdoms.

The two of them finished their meal quietly, Bai Moqian stretched his waist, and rubbed against Li Shao in a bored manner, pulled his book away, held Li Shao's cheek in both hands and asked, "Tell me, why is the innkeeper so determined? Die for you?"

Li Shao lowered his eyes, looked at Bai Moqian for two or three seconds, took off his hand, squeezed it and said, "They stole Li Mo's tomb."

"The owner of the tomb is very resentful. If he hadn't happened to meet Mr. at that time, we brothers would have been buried in it."

The innkeeper didn't know when he opened the door and came in without a sound, startled Bai Moqian. Looking back, he saw that he had changed into black and strong clothes, with a scimitar on his waist, and a group of night walkers followed behind him.

Li Shao patted Bai Moqian on the back, and sighed helplessly, "Why are you so timid."

Bai Moqian pursed her lips, stood up from Li Shao's arms, and asked after a moment of silence: "Resentment? Li Mo resents King Chu Wen for destroying Mo Kingdom?"

The innkeeper shook his head and explained: "It can't be regarded as resentment, but obsession. The owner of the tomb has been waiting for Mr. He has been waiting on Huangquan Road for more than 1000 years. Naturally, Mr. Fei's soul will not enter the underworld after he attains enlightenment. If you have something to say, you have to tell your husband face to face, and don’t drink Mengpo soup before you get it. Reincarnation, after a long time, obsessions turned into demons. When we went to the grave, he had already become a ghost, and several of my brothers were killed by him. Torn."

Bai Moqian's eyes flickered, he turned to look at Li Shao, and said softly, "What do you want to tell you?"

Li Shao didn't answer, but Bai Moqian could guess that it was nothing more than words of apology and guilt.Back then, King Mo suppressed Li Shao again and again, Li Mo couldn't have missed it, if he could stand up and say a word for Li Shao at that time, Li Shao would not go back in despair.

The late apology really looks pale in the face of time.

The innkeeper bowed his hands to Li Shao and said: "Sir, brothers plan to act now, will you follow us, or wait for us to find out the soul of the emperor/ancestor?"

The corners of Bai Moqian's eyes twitched. After all, he could be regarded as an all-powerful king of a country, so it was cruel to treat him like this.

Li Shao shook his head, he said: "I will go with you."

"No." The innkeeper nodded and gestured to the night walkers behind him, and those people disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Li Shao took off his fur, wrapped it tightly around Bai Moqian, shook his hand and said, "Wear thicker, it's cold in Mobei, don't suffer from the wind and cold."

"Remember it." Bai Moqian nodded obediently, he reached out and grabbed Li Shao's sleeve, and followed him out of the room quickly.