The appearance of the paper man reminded everyone.
In the battle of Luotian Jiao in Longhu Mountain, the old Heavenly Master Zhang Yin fell, and more than 200 disciples of Longhu Mountain were killed or injured. This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to the current Xuanmen.
So to this day, everyone is still very wary and sensitive about Li Genmiao's name. When they heard about the news of the Xinxuanshan Sect, everyone's nerves became tense.
"Are they going to take action against the imperial mausoleum?" Luo Ning said with a frown.
Wang Ji said in a deep voice: "It's very possible."
Zhao Yiyao clenched her fists: "There are many ordinary people around the imperial mausoleum. If they take action, it will affect them."
"So we must notify Senior Li immediately!"
As Agong said, Long Feicheng had already run towards Li Chongxi.
Li Chongxi was wearing a raincoat, but it was useless under the pouring rain. Even if it blocked the rain outside, the smelly sweat inside had already wetted his clothes, and the shirt stuck to his body, making it very uncomfortable.
Long Feicheng ran to Li Chongxi and said anxiously: "Old Li, we are in trouble!"
Long Feicheng is not big or small, but Li Chongxi doesn't care about this. He frowned and asked: "What do you mean?"
"It's that son of a bitch Li Genmiao!" Long Feicheng blurted out, then suddenly realized something was wrong and quickly changed his words: "It's those sons of bitches from the Xinxuan Mountain Sect. They are near the emperor's mausoleum, and they might want to attack the emperor.
Ling’s idea!”
When Li Chongxi heard this, his expression did not change. He turned around and arranged the matters at hand in a few words.
Wang Jixiang and others who arrived later were anxious when they saw that Li Chongxi had no reaction at all.
Doesn’t Senior Li know how heinous his son is?
Does he not know what happened on Longhu Mountain?!
Agong was about to say a few more words, but was stopped by He Xiping.
Just listen to He Xiping say: "Senior Li's reaction was too bland, as if he had known that something like this would happen."
"What do you mean?" A Gong was confused.
"This is Chang'an, the tomb of the First Emperor of Qin, and Senior Li is the tombkeeper," He Xiping said in a low voice, "Maybe Senior Li, like the old Heavenly Master, wants to play a trick and invite you to enter the urn, close the door and beat the dog!"
Everyone was silent. Looking back and thinking about Li Chongxi's reaction, it was indeed a bit exaggerated.
Just when everyone was about to confirm further, a sudden change occurred!
A strange drum sound suddenly sounded in the sky above the imperial mausoleum.
The drum sound has no rhythm, and it often hits suddenly when everyone least expects it. Such chaotic drum sounds can make people feel upset, just like the child next door playing the violin in the middle of the night, but the sound produced is still loud.
No fart sound is good.
But He Xiping immediately heard the special sound of this drum. He covered his ears and shouted:
"It's a human skin drum!"
While on Longhu Mountain, He Xiping saw the human skin drum that could confuse other people's minds. At that time, Xuanwu Qisu Chen Tang was also considered a master.
Unexpectedly, after Chen Tang died, there would still be people who could use human skin drums!
Everyone covered their ears, but ordinary people outside the imperial mausoleum had no idea what was happening.
Before they had time to wait for He Xiping to remind them, their eyelids felt heavy, and they closed them after blinking a few times, and then fell to the mud one after another.
Someone happened to bump into the sharp gravel and suffered a bloody head injury on the spot.
In just a few breaths, hundreds of staff outside the imperial mausoleum all collapsed to the ground.
Only Long Feicheng and others, who covered their ears in advance and had a strong will, did not faint.
For a moment, the atmosphere on the ground of the Imperial Tomb became extremely strange.
There were obviously so many living people, but they were all lying on the ground, letting the heavy rain wash away them.
There is a strange smell in the air, and there is evil that cannot be washed away by heavy rain.
Li Chongxi frowned. He didn't even cover his ears just now, but he wasn't affected by the human skin drum.
He looked in a certain direction.
A hundred meters outside the imperial mausoleum, a cordon had been set up last night, and special police with live ammunition were stationed.
However, they can guard against those extremely vicious people, but they cannot guard against those supernatural forces.
In the heavy rain, more than a dozen figures walked towards the crowd. The figures got closer and became clearer.
The leader is none other than the horned wood dragon that ranks first among the twenty-eight constellations!
"They are coming!" Luo Ning's eyes narrowed.
Others have also heightened their vigilance and are ready to take action at any time.
Among the members of the other party, the youngest one seemed to be middle-aged, with a bad expression and a menacing look on his face.
On our side, they are all a group of young people.
In comparison, Long Feicheng felt a little guilty: "Old Wang, is it possible for us to make peace with them?"
"You're thinking shit." Luo Ning scolded him directly.
Wang Jichan also shook his head: "We ruined their good deeds on Longhu Mountain, do you think they will let us go?"
"That's right!"
Long Feicheng looked around, trying to quickly find someone to hug him.
Jiaomu Jiao led a group of men and walked in the rain. They didn't stop until they were ten meters away.
Then, Jiaomujiao took a step forward, cupped his fists and saluted:
"Junior, the paper-making man, Chu Wu, has met Senior Li!"
Faced with the other party's overtures, Li Chongxi didn't even look at them.
He silently picked up the fallen Old Han, put him aside, and pulled the awning over Old Han.
Seeing Li Chongxi's attitude, Chu Wu naturally felt unhappy.
If it weren't for the fact that this old man was Li Genmiao's biological father, Chu Wu might have killed him directly.
What a tombkeeper, he's just a watchdog!
After Li Chongxi settled Lao Han, he turned around silently, raised his head and stared at Chu Wu and others.
"Are you my unfilial son?"
Chu Wu replied: "We just have a cooperative relationship."
"That's the accomplice."
Chu Wu's face froze.
Li Chongxi asked calmly: "What's the purpose of coming to the imperial mausoleum with great fanfare? Don't you know that I am the tombkeeper here?"
Chu Wu suppressed his anger and explained: "We came to the imperial mausoleum to get something and kill someone by the way."
Naturally, the treasures in the imperial mausoleum were taken, and the one killed... was Wei Changqing.
In fact, Chu Wu wanted to kill Yan Shouyi, but Li Genmiao specifically told him that Yan Shouyi must be killed by himself, so Chu Wu could only focus on the "traitor" Wei Changqing.
Li Chongxi had no intention of asking Chu Wu what he had taken or who he had killed.
He's not interested.
"What if I don't agree?" Li Chongxi asked.
Chu Wu nodded slightly: "To express our respect for you, we have a lot of people here this time. Seniors can weigh it up and decide whether to become our enemies."
The opponent was already overwhelmed in numbers, and they looked quite young, so it was obvious that they were not that easy to deal with.
Long Feicheng was also thinking in his mind how he would die if there really was a fight.
Well, I never thought there would be a way to survive...
Unexpectedly, what Li Chongxi said the next second would make Long Feicheng and others' scalps go numb.
Li Chongxi said calmly: "Your people are good, but mine are not bad either."
Long Feicheng looked at Li Chongxi, then at Luo Ning, A Gong and the others beside him.