Caesar's eyes were horrified, and his whole body went rigid. For a moment, he didn't dare to move for fear of waking up the one on the throne.
He slowly searched all over his body and found only a Desert Eagle and six bullets.
Kill the White King with six shots?
He couldn't help but smile bitterly, and turned his eyes to Chu Zihang. Chu Zihang's backpack was on his right side, but even if it was full of bombs, he doubted that these explosives would be able to break through King Bai's scales.
Damn it, they obviously jumped from the plane into the sea, why did they end up here...wait, is this the well of corpses? They were accidentally hit by the undercurrent under the sea and sent into the well of corpses?
Caesar was stunned, thinking of scolding the girl to death. This guy had asked them to find the well where the corpses were hidden. Isn't this just a sheep entering a tiger's mouth, or is it the kind that delivers goods to your doorstep!
According to Minamoto's words, the Well of Hidden Skeletons was the place where the eight Sheqi families enshrined and sealed the holy bones in ancient times. It was also the palace of the White King, and now the White King has returned to her palace.
But then he thought about it, was the person above really King Bai? King Bai had died long ago, could it be that she had been reborn?
But why would a king who has returned to the world sleep here? She should be filial to the world and let the whole world know about her return.
He stood up carefully and came to Chu Zihang's side. Just as he was about to wake Chu Zihang up, someone's sleepy murmurs came from behind him.
"Well...Junior brother, we are here..."
Caesar rushed forward like a hungry tiger and fiercely covered the mouth of someone who was awake.
Someone woke up slowly, blinked and looked at Caesar, and then followed Caesar's gaze, his eyes narrowed suddenly.
Seeing that this guy finally realized the current situation, Caesar breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to Yuan Zhimu on the side, gesturing for him to wake up Yuan Zhimu.
He came to Chu Zihang again, took a breath, and found that he was not dead. What was this inexplicable regret about?
"Junior brother, this is not real, this is fake, virtual projection? Are there such high-tech gadgets in this place?"
The loud voice echoed repeatedly in the stern and magnificent palace. For a moment, Caesar's hair stood on end, and he had the intention of killing someone.
He raised his head and found that Fingel had been standing in front of the throne at some point. He stretched out his hand to grab the white king's chest, but was directly buried in it.
Caesar was stunned.
Is it really a holographic projection?
Fingel turned his back to him, looking thoughtfully at the shadow in front of him.
Thanks to the old man at the mental hospital who gave him an Eye of Horus, he was able to discover that this thing was fake. He went back another day to buy two bottles of good wine, cut two plates of pork head meat and chatted with the old man, and saw if he could get it after he got drunk.
Then I tricked the other one...
But speaking of which, how did this thing come into being?
He raised his head and looked upward, and there was still a magnificent and majestic mural on the dome above his head.
Even a holographic projection must have its source of light and shadow, but he looked around and reached out to block it from all angles, but it had no interference with the shadow in front of him.
Fingel pondered for a moment and stared at the throne. Is it because of the bronze throne?
Caesar wiped his sweat and said it was a false alarm.
He woke up Chu Zihang and Yuan Zhennu one by one.
After the two of them woke up, they both looked at the Dragon King on the throne in shock, and then looked at the man walking around the Dragon King in horror.
"This person..." Yuan Zhennu's tone was difficult and she didn't know how to evaluate him.
He suddenly realized that he seemed to have met this person in his previous life, but only a few times, and he was very embarrassed and slovenly at that time, although he is very embarrassed and sloppy now...
"Oh, get up!" Fingel raised his hand to greet them, "Don't worry, this thing is fake."
After hearing the last sentence, the two people who had just woken up looked at each other.
Caesar sighed, thinking that his student union was really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and Fingel was really a man beyond his appearance.
Even if this is a fake, when it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, who dares to just walk up to it and reach out to touch it to identify the real from the fake?
Several people checked to see if they were injured. Chu Zihang picked up the bag, and Yuan Zhennu found his dark red long knife from the stagnant water.
Then a group of people gathered in front of the throne to study and observe.
"Where did this thing come from?"
"I don't know. Even if it's a holographic projection, there should be a projection source. I just tried it at 360 degrees without any blind spots and couldn't find the projection source."
"Three hundred and sixty degrees with no blind spots?"
"Junior brother, don't think wrongly. If you just put your hand in front of me, it will be over."
"Tsk, senior brother, you are so brave."
"It's okay, it's okay. I can go up the mountain of knives and get through the sea of fire."
"Come on, senior brother, why are you here? Didn't you go to Cuba on a mission?"
"Hey, junior brother, you know all this? Are you caring about me so much that you have some intention for me?"
"When you resigned from the club after graduation, you said you wanted to be the branch leader in Cuba for the rest of your life."
"Oh oh oh! Damn, stop talking. They said that the internship period and the formal employment cannot be in the same area. I am currently in the internship period, so I chose Japan. I thought there are hot springs here and beautiful girls with bare legs all year round.
, it’s not worse than Cuba, I just think I’ve adapted in advance, but who would have thought that in less than two weeks, I wouldn’t be able to contact the college!” Fingel looked sad and angry.
"Senior brother, we are all our own people, why don't we speak on our own terms?" Caesar said sincerely.
"Oh? We're all our own people? This handsome young man who looks like a girl doesn't look like him." Fingel scratched his head and looked at Yuan Zongnu.
"He is our foreign aid, you should treat him as one of your own."
"Okay." Fingel shrugged and said, "You all know about the rebellion of the eight Sheqi families, right? The principal has actually known for a long time that the eight Sheqi families are not loyal to the headquarters. The reason why they did not rebel is because the principal is still alive."
"Listening to what you said, could it be that the principal had an accident?" Caesar was shocked.
Fingel beat his chest and said, "Why didn't I bring a voice recorder!"
Caesar's face darkened, and he thought that he would have to be more careful when talking to this guy in the future.
"The principal knows that relying solely on personal dignity cannot stabilize the Japanese branch for a long time, so he has been sending people to infiltrate Japan in the name of internships in recent years. I am one of the infiltrators, as is Chu Zihang's deputy, but he is
In the last term, he was the one who handed over to me. Our job is to collect information about the eight Sheqi families."
Chu Zihang nodded when he heard this and said: "Lancelot's internship location is indeed Japan."
Speaking of which, before leaving, Lancelot handed over the work of the Lion Heart Club to him and asked him to sign a document saying that if he could not be contacted for more than three weeks, Lancelot himself would automatically become the acting president.
If he cannot be contacted for more than three months, Lionheart will elect a new president.
So to say……
"Humph, that guy is pretty good at it. His family was once an elector in Europe, and he has a good relationship with the Imperial Family of Japan. It's worse for others. Didn't you search the forum? In the group of interns at our headquarters.
Here, Japan is a hell-like place.”
Fingel hummed.
Caesar pondered: "I browsed through the Night Watch discussion forum and found a travel post posted by a commissioner who had been on a business trip to Japan. Everyone felt that the Japanese branch was a hell-like place, where they were abused in every possible way and had no human dignity at all.
…”
"The Japanese branch is not an easy place to mess around. Here we adhere to the culture of the strong. Only the strong among the strong will be respected." Fingel spread his hands and said, "And in their eyes, those who can be called strong
There is only the principal. They were afraid of betraying the principal before, but now there is something more important that makes them choose to betray rather than become enemies of the headquarters."
"We know it's King Bai." Caesar nodded, looking expectantly, "Brother, have you collected any other information?"
"Hmm, don't worry! I have all the scandals and privacy of all the family heads! So you don't have to be afraid! If the Sheqi family dares to act rashly again, we will reveal their private slanderous faces to the media!" Fingel said with a big hand
With a wave of his hand, his domineering power was revealed.
Caesar's face twitched. Is this guy too involved in the drama? Does he really think of himself as the captain of the paparazzi?
"Hey, where's my USB flash drive?" Fingel's expression suddenly changed, and he touched all his pockets, but found nothing.
"What USB disk? Did it fall off while running away?" Yuan Zhennu asked with concern.
"I installed a lot of pinhole cameras and bugs, and learned a lot of their secrets, all of which are stored in that USB flash drive."
Fingel was crying, as if losing such an important USB flash drive was no different to him than losing his own father.
The three of them were speechless for a moment.
They walked around the ancient palace, and the distant sound of wind chimes echoed in their ears.
This is a tall ancient palace. From the dome to the ground, every inch of space here is carefully carved and decorated. All great emperors in history should hope to have such a palace that can overwhelm foreign envoys, and here
The actual purpose is just to house the partial remains of an emperor of the Dragon Clan.
When passing by the circular pool in the center of the hall, Caesar lowered his head and glanced down. The pool was bottomless, the water in the pool was azure, and the entire pool was slowly rotating.
"What is this?" Caesar wanted to reach in and take a look.
"A kind of alchemical matrix, it can generate a field to guard this hall. Any intruder will cause the water to boil. The vice-principal can also control this thing. There is one underground in the college, but the scale is far from comparable to this one.
." Fingel curled his lips and said, "Have you ever heard of Qin Shihuang?"
"It is recorded in history that he carved the entire Chinese earth's veins in his tomb, and used mercury to represent water, which was constantly flowing and even raining mercury. This is the meaning of circulation in ancient Chinese alchemy.
.Many historians think this is an exaggeration, but for those of us who study alchemy, it is an alchemical field, and mercury is its driving force. This is similar."
"Wait, when did you become a 'person who studies alchemy'?"
"What do you think I was doing these years in school without graduating?"
"Aren't you in charge of the paparazzi?"
"Uh, hobbies, hobbies."
Yuan Jingnu whispered: "According to the history recorded by the family, the alchemists of the ancient Sheqi Eighth Family constructed an alchemical matrix by digging underground rivers in the foundation, and then poured a metal solution into it. That was made from the mercury element of death.
The solution composed of the gold of death, red copper and gray tin is also azure. This metal solution circulates in the underground river, driving the huge alchemical matrix. If we think of the alchemical matrix as a person, driving it
The liquid is like its blood, so the alchemical matrix is actually a kind of life, an alchemical life created by dragons using alchemy."
"Alchemical life? You mean the alchemical matrix can still think?"
"Yes, although it is difficult for you to understand, the alchemy matrix has indeed broken away from the category of 'machine' or 'equipment' and has 'life' in a sense."
Caesar was silent for a while and whispered: "Isn't creating life the category of God?"
"Aren't dragons just gods?"
Caesar was speechless.
"You said earlier that any intruder would cause the water in this pool to boil?" Chu Zihang whispered, "What is the situation now?"
Fingel was stunned, touched his nose and said, "It must have been broken due to disrepair. Or maybe the alchemist saw us as handsome and decided to let us go?"
Yuan Zhennu stared at the water for a long time without saying anything.
Caesar looked back at the sleeping queen who was still sitting on the throne, and his heart suddenly stopped for a moment, feeling agitated.
"I feel very bad here. I suggest that we change places." Caesar looked solemn. He always believed in his intuition.
Yuan Jingnu looked around: "There should be an exit here, let's go inside and have a look."
"Go in? Shouldn't we go out?" Fingel was stunned.
"To be precise, this is the deepest part of the Well of Hidden Relics." Yuan Zhennu said with a bitter smile, "This is the place used to worship the holy bones. The holy bones were originally placed on the throne."
"Why do you know so well? By the way, did you just talk about the history recorded by the family?" Fingel jumped back and put his hands in a fighting posture.
Yuan Zhisheng bowed slightly and said: "I am Yuan Zhisheng. The current head of the Sheqi Eighth Family, Chang Yuan Zhisheng, is my brother."
Fingel looked surprised, poked Chu Zihang with his elbow, and whispered: "Where did you find the second prince? Are you planning to kick the former prince and the current emperor down and then support the second prince to ascend to the throne?"
"He found it himself."
"Good guy, are you so eager to usurp his brother's position?" Fingel clicked his tongue.
"Stop complaining, it's most important to go out now. The feeling here also gives me a very bad feeling." Chu Zihang said in a low voice.
"It seems that you have been silent since you woke up. I feel like you are hiding something secret." Fingel leaned into Chu Zihang's ear.
"Let's talk after we get out." Chu Zihang pushed this guy away, picked up his backpack and walked forward first.
They walked out of this silent ancient palace. The sound of wind chimes hanging from the top echoed in the air, and they could still vaguely hear the sound of water drops behind them.
"Speaking of which, is there wind here?" Caesar looked up at the wind chimes.
Metal chains hang on the dome, and as the road extends, black wind chimes hang on the chains.
At this time, the chain was rising and falling, and the black wind chime was also swaying, making a clear and sweet ringing sound, all the way to the distance.
"Really, this is a windless automatic?" Fingel was surprised and thought for a while, "It should be a part of the alchemy array. We came in and triggered the alchemy array. Although we don't know why they didn't attack us, these wind chimes were awakened.
Already."
Yuan Zhennu's eyes flickered, and he was also wondering about this. If they were a part of the alchemy formation, then these wind chimes must have their role.
What is the function of wind chimes?
The few people said nothing more and walked cautiously along the road.
At the end is a wide staircase, which was dug into a cave and went straight up. The end disappeared in the faint light.
And this scene undoubtedly confirmed what Yuan Jingnu said just now.
The magnificent bronze palace behind them was indeed built in the deepest part.
The few of them looked at each other and started climbing up the stairs.
As they left, the bronze palace returned to silence. Only the sound of water drops falling to the ground and the melodious sound of wind chimes could be heard. This sound was so lonely, as if it had been ringing alone for tens of thousands of years without anyone listening.
The tall figure was still sitting on the throne, sleeping with his forehead propped up. Under the bright yellow light in the palace, he was as silent as a statue, filled with an indescribable sense of oppression.
Until.
She slowly opened the cold golden boy.
The sound of wind chimes stopped.
This chapter has been completed!