Above Lishan Mountain, among the clouds and mist, a figure glided past in the air, using the momentum of a leap to fly towards the forest in the camp.
Just as Lin Ze opened his hands and felt the beauty of the peaks of Lishan Mountain and the exceptionally refreshing air, a burst of noise suddenly came from a distance, and the shouts of warriors were mixed with the roars of beasts, creating a chaotic mess.
Lin Ze immediately turned around and saw that on a mountain not far away, five sturdy men in armor were hunting a black tiger.
The black tiger turned into a black shadow and fled in panic among the mountains and forests, trying to escape the fate of death.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard the black tiger ran away, he still could not completely escape the pursuit of the five black-armored men.
Lin Ze took a closer look and found that while the black tiger was moving quickly, its body movements were very uncoordinated. A closer look revealed that there were faint traces of blood on its hind legs. It turned out that it had suffered a loss and was injured. No wonder it ran away.
Don't fall off.
The five black-armored men seemed to be sure that the black tiger could not escape, so they did not rush to catch up. They spread out and hung far behind the black tiger, fearing that if they cornered it, the beast would fight and fight back to the death.
A discerning person would know at a glance that they still had some energy left, and they were planning to consume the black tiger's physical strength, so as to successfully hunt the black tiger at the minimum cost.
The black tiger seemed unaware of the five people's intentions and kept running wildly. However, its eyes, which occasionally flashed a cunning and ferocious light, as well as the gradually healing leg injury, made Lin Ze feel that things were not that simple.
It was interesting. Lin Ze nodded secretly, cupped his hands to Xuan Ming behind him and said, "Elder, how about I wait here to watch such an interesting thing for a while?"
Xuan Ming naturally discovered the strange behavior of the black tiger, and said with a "haha" smile: "It all depends on the sages."
Then the two stood in the air, watching the contest between the hunter and the prey with great interest.
As expected, as Lin Ze expected, when the black tiger crossed a mountain stream, it accelerated violently and quickly disappeared in front of the five people.
The five people ran over quickly, but they could still see the black tiger's figure. They looked at each other, feeling a little downcast.
Lin Ze smiled slightly and was about to leave, when he suddenly became frightened. A loud roar came from the other side of the mountain, and then it stopped abruptly.
Lin Ze glanced at a tall and thin man wearing a black military uniform without any armor, holding the body of a black tiger in one hand, striding away, and scolding the five people: "You are so careless that you can't even get it."
Even if the prey is lost, if the test fails, the portion will be halved tonight as punishment."
The five black-armored men responded with great aggrievedness: "I would like to obey Shi Chang's orders."
What? Lin Ze couldn't help but be a little surprised when he heard it. If he read it correctly, the black tiger was a peak third-grade monster. He was tall and thin in black clothes, and he was clearly a fourth-grade warrior.
A dignified fourth-grade warrior is just a commander. What kind of army is this? You must know that in the Forbidden Army, a fourth-grade warrior can have hundreds of generals, let alone armies other than the Forbidden Army. Their treatment is at least the same as that of a commander of a thousand men.
Could this group of people be brought here by Li Si?
Lin Ze, who was full of doubts, did not speculate too much, but landed directly in front of the six people and said aggressively: "Who among you dares to poach in Lishan Mountain?"
The aura of the peak of the sixth grade was like a mountain pressing on the six of them. The six of them were caught off guard and bent down on the spot. In fact, it had nothing to do with whether they were prepared or not. With Lin Ze's current martial arts cultivation, martial artists below the sixth grade stood still.
In front of him, just relying on his momentum can overwhelm the opponent and make him unable to make a move.
The sudden suppression of momentum made the six of them feel depressed. However, the six of them were not convinced. They stared at Lin Ze from the corner of their eyes and tried to straighten up.
When Lin Ze saw this, his face was indifferent. The true energy in his body was circulating according to the method taught by Gongsun Qi. A wisp of murderous aura that was extremely cold appeared on the scene. The six of them felt as if they were in an ice cellar, and their hair stood on end.
Even so, no one answered him.
Lin Ze looked like he had lost his patience and said: "That's all, since you are unwilling to speak, I will not ask any more questions. You poached the monsters in the Royal Forest without the permission of the young master. According to Qin law, you should
Kill it, I will give you a happy ending."
As soon as the words "I" and "Young Mansion" came out, the man in black clothes showed a look of surprise on his face and shouted quickly: "Sir, wait a minute, we are the mountain guards, not poachers."
"Lingwei?" Lin Ze frowned. He seemed to have guessed wrong, but it doesn't matter. He will catch him first.
The man in black clothes quickly smiled and nodded: "Yes, we are all Lingwei. This is a misunderstanding."
Lin Ze shook his head and said, "I've never heard of it."
When the man in black clothes heard this, his expression froze and he was stunned on the spot.
The man in black clothes was about to explain, but Lin Ze waved his hand and interrupted: "No need to say more, I will take you to another place and interrogate you slowly."
After saying that, Lin Ze unleashed a few blasts of energy to block the movements of several people, then casually pulled out a slender cane and tied up six people one after another. Then he held the six people in one hand and the dead black tiger in the other, and
Xuan Ming returned to the camp together.
Ma Luo, who was professionally responsible for logistics, saw Lin Ze's figure from a distance and hurriedly ran out to greet him: "The young master is back."
Then he saw the six people strung together behind Lin Ze, and asked with a strange look: "Master Shaofu, this..."
Lin Ze said nonchalantly: "I found a few poachers in the back mountain, calling themselves Lingwei, so I caught them. This monster is evidence of their poaching, and I also brought it here."
Maruo's expression became even weirder. He leaned into Lin Ze's ear and said, "Sir, Lingwei has the right to hunt at will in Lishan Mountain."
Lin Ze frowned slightly and said: "As far as I know, any royal forest is under the jurisdiction of the Shaofu. Before outsiders go hunting, they need to inform the Shaofu in advance. What is the background of this mausoleum guard?"
Ma Luo coughed lightly, then went over and said, "Reporting to your lord, these mausoleum guards are the guards who guard the Emperor's Mausoleum in Lishan Mountain, and were assigned to the jurisdiction of the Shaofu. Speaking of which, these mausoleum guards are all under your lord's command.
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Even though Lin Ze was very thick-skinned, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed at this moment. He accidentally caught a thief, but it turned out that he was one of his own family members.
Fortunately, Lin Ze was not an ordinary person. He quickly put this embarrassing look behind him and asked: "What is the situation of this mausoleum guard? Can you tell me in detail?"
Marlow looked at the six mausoleum guards with depressed faces, swallowed his saliva and said: "This matter is a long story, sir, let them go first, sit down in the room, and I will tell you in detail what to do."
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Lin Ze nodded, his true energy burst out, and while shattering the vines, he released the restraints of several people and said, "I'll leave it to you to handle."
Then he stretched out his right hand and made a gesture of invitation and said, "Please, Elder Xuanming."
Marlow waved his hand to summon two guards and said: "Take a few of them down first and place them in place. I will ask the young master for his opinion before we deal with it."
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In the lobby, fragrant tea, exquisite snacks and fresh fruits were brought up and placed in front of Lin Ze and Xuan Ming.
After some explanations from Marlowe, Lin Ze finally figured out the origin of these mausoleum guards.
There are more than 6,000 mausoleum guards in the Lishan Mausoleum, all of whom were selected from the imperial guards to guard the tomb of Emperor Qin.
The selection rules are not about favoring the better or the worse, but because they happen to be the thorns in the guard.
Being able to serve as a thorn in the imperial guard naturally means that they are talented. This is why a fourth-level warrior can only be a commander in the mausoleum guard.
In the beginning, the Tomb Guards were under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Guards, and the Imperial Guards usually arranged people to manage them. However, the strange thing is that the commanders who had been in charge of the Tomb Guards tended to be thorny when they came back.
Now a group of high-ranking commanders of the Imperial Guard became anxious and jointly submitted a letter stating that the imperial mausoleum has always been built and maintained by the young master, so the mausoleum guard should be under the jurisdiction of the young master.
In this way, Lingwei returned to the jurisdiction of the Young Mansion. The entire Young Mansion was unable to deal with these thorns. It gave them a lot of headaches. It was said to be a jurisdiction, but in fact it was in name only.
After hearing this, Lin Ze fell into deep thought. An idea came to his mind, and then he shook his head: "Don't worry, wait until the sixth grade is completed."