Because he held thousands of thunder in his hand, Qin Emperor Ying Zheng was not flying very fast in the air. Countless lightnings condensed above Qin Emperor Ying Zheng's head, a bit like Qin Emperor Ying Zheng holding a big bunch of shining

The sky is full of stars, but beautiful but with the power to destroy the world.

Qin Emperor Ying Zheng soon came to Li Jiancheng's head. Seeing Li Tong's unavoidable posture, his pupils suddenly shrank, revealing a look of fear!

After two consecutive attacks by inexplicable electric shocks, Qin Huang Ying Zheng should think of something even if he is slow, not to mention that he is not a real fool. He could probably guess that the current attack he suffered had a certain connection with Li Tong.

It also has something to do with his own attack. Otherwise, how could things be so coincidental? He attacked Li Tong and then he was eroded by electric current.

Li Tong, who had been avoiding attacks on him, was out of place and allowed him to attack... All signs were listed. Although Qin Huang Ying Zheng did not understand why he was attacked by electric current, he had a bad habit.

It was a premonition that as long as his attack fell on the other party, he would suffer the corresponding feelings in the next second.

When I think of the numbness and desire, I feel like I'm so excited about the feeling of being burning with desire. It's impossible. Is it fun? Secondly, it's really too embarrassing, which makes him look like the dignified Emperor of the First Emperor.

Where to go! Unify the world during his lifetime and command Jiuzhou. No matter how people from later generations evaluate him, at least he is worthy of China. After his death, he is still the emperor who looks down on the world!

Therefore, Qin Emperor Ying Zheng regretted it halfway through the action. To describe it in the present words, it means that the idol burden is a bit serious!

But the moves were old, and he had no time to change his moves temporarily. He could only watch the thunder hit Li Tong's head. In an instant, the thunder that poured like a waterfall submerged Li Jiancheng and Qin Emperor Ying Zheng.

Yan Zheng looked at the shining thunder in a daze and whispered: "Did you see the expression of Qin Emperor Ying Zheng? Why do I think Qin Emperor Ying Zheng's expression is a bit complicated? It seems that I am not very willing~!"

Bi Yanhua nodded in agreement, then continued, "It looks very reluctant. Maybe he has something to hide?"

Yan Zheng recalled the expression that Qin Emperor Ying Zheng had just shown, and said with some doubt: "No, the disgust on Qin Emperor Ying Zheng's face was full of resistance. He should know something... Wait, this

Will it be related to Li Tong's new magical power? Qin Huang Ying Zheng discovered the mystery of Li Tong's new magical power? Can you still use ghosts and gods to trace it? Under the involvement, where does the wealth and life come from!"

The red roman flower frowned, and tracing one after another was a big burden for her. Although she had the exaggeration and scare Yan Zheng just now, she had to admit that after the previous few traces, she was already a little overwhelmed in tracing.

However, Qin Huang Ying Zheng's appearance of being afraid of being agitated the curiosity of the Ribosanhua. In addition, Yan Zheng was motivated by the side, and the Ribosanhua hesitated for a moment in embarrassment, and finally surrendered to his inner curiosity and reluctantly

Chong Yanzheng nodded, and then began to close his eyes and trace it back.

After a silence, about a minute later, the red strait flower slowly opened its eyes. Yan Zheng saw this and hurried forward and asked, "How come he has gained?"

The red shore flower hesitated:

Stories from a Chinese Studio · Volume 7 · Dead Monk

A Taoist priest traveled around the sky and did not stop at the temple. When he saw the monk's room was closed, he borrowed a cushion and sat cross-legged in the corridor. When the night was quiet, he heard the sound of opening and closing. Then he saw a monk coming, covered in blood. If he didn't see the Taoist priest in his eyes, he wouldn't see it. The monk went straight into the hall to climb the Buddha's seat, hugged the Buddha's head and laughed. After a long time, he left. When he saw the room, the door was as usual. He was surprised and saw it when he entered the village road. Everyone was like a temple to verify it, and the monk was killed on the ground. The mat and box in the room were lifted up, and I knew it was a robbery. I suspected that there was a reason for ghosts to laugh; I checked the Buddha's head together, and saw a slight trace behind my head, and I was storming, and I had more than 30 gold in it, so I used it to bury it.

Yan Zheng thought about it in his mind and tried to translate:

There is a Taoist land, and it was already late, so he stayed in a temple in the wilderness. When he saw the house where the monk lived was closed tightly, he put down a futon and sat cross-legged in the corridor. It was already late at night and it was very surroundings. Jing, he heard the sound of opening and closing the door. In a blink of an eye, he saw a monk walking over, his body covered in blood. The monk seemed to have not seen the Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest pretended not to see him. The monk went straight into the hall and climbed to the Buddha. The throne, holding the Buddha statue's head, laughed like a demon, and it took a long time to leave.

The next day, the Taoist priest looked at the house and the door was closed properly. He felt strange. When he went to the village, he told everyone what he saw at night. Everyone came to the temple together, opened the door to check, and saw the monk being killed. The mats and boxes in the dormitory were overturned. Everyone knows that this was robbed by thieves. But the monks and ghosts still laughed. What is the reason? We checked the head of the Buddha statue together and found tiny traces behind the head of the Buddha statue. He dug it open with a knife, and there were more than thirty taels of silver hidden inside. Everyone used this money to bury the dead monk.

The ancient text you just read should roughly say this, but I can't see any connection with wealth and life from Pu Songling's dead monk! Have you traced it wrong?

The Bisanhua shook her head firmly and said helplessly: "I have no problem tracing. The problem is Li Tong's new magic power itself. When I trace the cause and effect of wealth and life, the only thing that shows is Pu Songling's dead monk. Continue to trace the fog, and no cause or effect can be found. There are only two possible situations. Either Li Tong understands that wealth and life do come from the dead monk, or Li Tong blocks the cause or effect, or someone takes action to help Li Tong cover up the cause and effect .”

Yan Zheng was a little surprised and pondered slightly.

"Hiss~Mist? Will there be fog when you can't trace it back?"

The red shore flower shook her head gently.

"Not it, generally, traceability will have a definite result, either cannot be traced or there is no news. In short, the person who traces the traceability will get a clear response. There are not many cases when encountering fog. Usually, when encountering fog, you think it is about to be Lost in the long river of history... I traced history one after another, and my soul was eroded by time, and the chance of encountering fog was very high. This is also the reason why I didn't want to trace too much just now. But I need to explain something, and during the process of tracing it just now, The soul is clear and clear, without any chaotic feeling, which is not like the sign of being lost. It is precisely because of this that I cannot tell whether Li Tong's wealth and life really originated from Pu Songling's dead monk, or something else~”
Chapter completed!