Gluttonous canteen

woo... woo...

Just when the two looked at each other affectionately, from the depths of the Shinto, there came a gloomy voice that seemed to be a girl choking on her sobs.

"Emma, ​​you're so scary!" Zhang Tao's whole body was excited, and he hid directly behind Li Chuo without ambiguity at all.

"Don't pretend, it's just the wind." Once or twice, the child was still willing to believe him. After witnessing the strength of this guy, he no longer believed in the tears in the corners of his eyes and the grievance in his eyes.

"Hey, you don't understand." Seeing that the pretense was useless, Zhang Tao had no choice but to slack off from behind him.

"You human beings...I mean us human beings, we don't see weak people pretending to be aggressive, and we also don't see capable people pretending to be aggressive. What they like most is when capable people pretend to be grandsons, and then turn the tide and rush out at critical moments. The atmosphere stops the asteroid that is about to crash into the earth." Zhang Tao said with a smile, shaking his head and swaying into the depths of the Shinto, walked a few steps, and seeing that Li Chuo didn't keep up, he turned his head and looked at him curiously.

Could this guy have been an emperor too?At least he is an executive. He is actually very sophisticated, but he never shows it easily in front of others. Except in front of himself, he is unscrupulous in everything.

Li Chuo looked at Zhang Tao and was a little moved by the mystery. When a real rogue person shows you his rogue side without reservation, it is trust, maybe love.

"What's the matter? Don't be afraid." Zhang Tao bounced back, took Li Chuo's hand, and the two walked into the depths of the Shinto together.

After walking through the Shinto, it is the tomb passage leading to the tomb. This huge cave should be formed naturally, but it has obviously been excavated manually, because the inner rock walls are polished very smooth, and there is a picture painted with cinnabar on it. It is a lively mural, but because of its age, most of it has been mottled and peeled off, only a few scattered pieces are still scattered there, which looks very much like the few pieces of human chapped skin that have not yet been painted. Remove the dead skin.

"This mural..."

Li Chuo stopped in his tracks, squatted down and examined carefully. If he read correctly, it should be a picture of a banquet, and it was a banquet held in the inner court. The other pieces had pictures of court ladies dressing , and some depict the ceremonial activities of court sacrificial activities, involving countless palace officials. If the murals are still intact, they should be continuous and continuous, and the scene must be quite spectacular.

These patterns should not appear inside the tomb passages of ordinary people. In fact, the divine way outside also made Li Chuo feel familiar. It was almost the same size as his own tomb. It is suspected of exceeding the system.

Exceeding the system was an embarrassing and obscure thing in ancient times. Ordinary ordinary people would definitely be implicated in the nine clans if they violated the system. However, no ordinary person has ever been willing to take such a risk to perform funeral rites in history. Simple, there is no military service mobilized by the state machine, and in the ancient society with low productivity, no one has the financial resources to break the ground. Unlike now, who has the best mining technology, Shandong, China is looking for Lanxiang.

That is to say, those who can override the rules are at least the princes of the separatist side, just like the recently unearthed tomb of Marquis Haihun, like the golden jade clothes that made a sensation a few years ago, are all suspected of exceeding the rules. It’s just that the owners of these tombs claim to be overseas emperors, and the people don’t raise officials and don’t investigate. People have already been buried in it. Could it be that those uncles and uncles who are emperors can really be so serious and dig up the graves of other people’s children just to see what’s wrong? Rites?

"What's wrong?" Seeing Li Chuo stop, Zhang Tao came over to squat with him, thought for a while, and then looked behind him.

"What are you looking at?" Li Chuo became alert all of a sudden, subconsciously reached out and pressed his waist, and followed Zhang Tao's gaze. There was only a mottled and unrecognizable mural, and there was nothing there.

"Oh, it's nothing, the sequelae of surfing Weibo recently, before squatting down, I always want to look back to see if there are any sneak shots."

"→_→"

"Hey, keep talking."

"I remember when you held up the spirit just now, wasn't that person waiting for an edict? Why does it look like the specifications of this wind-burial tomb are like an imperial mausoleum?"

"Well, that person spent most of his life as General Fuyuan, but in the end he offended Tianyan, was demoted again and again, and finally died in the post of the imperial edict. You are an ancient person. If you understand this, you will die. In any position, most of them have this title after death."

What Zhang Tao said is reasonable. When Li Chuo was in power, when he met a senior member of the second and third ranks who was about to pass away, as soon as the death certificate was on his deathbed, he would promote a false title of the first rank as appropriate. It will look better in white.

But what did Zhou Daizhao do out of the ordinary, which made Long Yan so angry that it was not a matter of being promoted, and even downgraded by a few ranks, besides, the position of Daizhao itself was suspected of being a sycophant To put it bluntly, it means staying in the palace on duty, eating, drinking and having fun with the emperor, playing chess with chess waiting for edicts, and writing poems with poems waiting for edicts. Didn’t Li Bai resign in anger because he was arranged to write poems to wait for edicts? What did you do, even for a literati, for a military general who has experienced battles and is used to fighting, this kind of thing is a bit too insulting.

"He... did something outrageous, how could he provoke the emperor to this point."

"I can only ask him this question." The reason why Zhang Tao's business is popular in the industry is because he doesn't like to chew his wife's tongue. Not a big deal.

But in fact Zhang Tao is also very curious, because the regulations of this tomb are very similar to Li Chuo's own imperial tomb, which is the tomb of the emperor and empress. They are all burials of the emperor and empress. Regardless of whether the emperor can marry a wife, the base of the phoenix coffin must be reserved anyway.

Because Li Chuo's fiancée was mistaken by the Qin Tianjian for the death of the emperor, she was demoted to a commoner and could not be buried in the imperial tomb. But what happened to this big tomb? Could it be that Zhou Daizhao was buried with his wife? of?But when looking for condiments for Baishui sheep's head, it is obvious that the holder is only Zhou Daizhao, which does not include any women... Forget it, let's dig it out first.

The two of them passed through the tomb passage that was once covered with murals, and then walked in, and it was the location of the Dragon Breaking Stone. The length, width and height of the entrance to the tomb are precisely polished.

In ancient times when there was no Lanxiang, once the tomb-sealing stone was manually pushed into the entrance of the tomb passage, without external pressure from the inside, it would be an impossible task for people to directly enter the tomb chamber from the tomb passage.

Li Chuo stretched out his hand, and stroked the smooth surface of the big stone with dragon and embroidered phoenix. It was as smooth as pebbles, and his hands could hardly find a point of strength.

"Tsk!"

Probably because of his competitive nature, Li Chuo still pushed the huge boulder piercing the sky bitterly, but was pushed back violently by the reaction force, and fell into Zhang Tao's already open arms. In his arms, he hugged her full.

"→_→, have you already calculated it?"

"Ahaha, you're thinking too much." Zhang Tao let go of his hands and shrugged, expressing his innocence.

"Damn it!" Li Chuo pushed the boulder symbolically again, but this time he learned his lesson and didn't use all his strength.

"What should we do now? It seems that the only thing we can do is let Lizi come down to help."

"You can pull it down, you haven't seen the tombstone of your own family, alas, my seventh uncle, let the carp dig it with bare hands, it will be useless until next year." Zhang Tao waved his hand to express that it is impossible, alas, Li Zi always said that he was a black-hearted capitalist. Compared with Li Chuo, he still seemed to have such a little bit of humanity left.

"Then what should I do?" Li Chuo's small face tensed up, his beautiful sword eyebrows were tightly frowned, and suddenly, he reached out and touched his waist again.

"Why do you always touch your waist today? We haven't done anything lately." Zhang Tao looked at him suspiciously.

Before he could finish his words, he heard a swipe, followed by a flash of white light, and the titanium alloy dog's eyes were immediately blinded intermittently. A shining sword, due to the direction of the drawn sword, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Zhang Tao's throat.

Zhang Tao swallowed his saliva, and pulled out a kind smile: "Don't, don't get excited, at worst, I will let you attack me a second time."

"Really?!" Li Chuo's phoenix eyes suddenly became round, and his face, which was too serious for his age, finally had a lively and surprised expression unique to teenagers.

"Uh, let's talk about it." Zhang Tao looked sloppy and took a peek at the blade of the sword. There was a line of small characters engraved on it: "Shangfang Zhibao."

The treasure of Shang Fang?Shang Fang's sword?

Zhang Tao's bun face immediately swelled up.

"Where did this come from?"

"This is a soft sword, it is sewn in the middle of the jade belt on my dragon suit." Li Chuo looked at Zhang Tao's puffy cheeks, with a kind of mysterious cuteness.

"You... You still carried a weapon with you when you lived with me." Zhang Tao squatted down like a frost-beaten eggplant, his tone was a bit blunt, like a boy who was arguing.

"Ah."

"Humph……"

"Didn't you say it? In modern society, everything dug out of the ground must be handed over to the state. You also said that Bureau Jiang of the cultural relics protection management office is a coward."

"Yes, yes..."

"Then of course I have to bring something for self-defense."

Li Chuo grabbed Zhang Tao by the collar, lifted him up from the ground, and pinched his bulging cheeks.

"I didn't bring it when we slept together," he said.