Chapter 413
This is the Shen Ce Spear Technique! [1 more]
Chapter 413 This is the Shen Ce Spear Technique! [1 more]
Ye Wanlan slowly stood up and easily picked up the Shenwei gun on the ground.
But she only took the back half, and the gun tip was still on the ground.
"Susu-"
There was the sound of wind blowing fallen leaves, and at the same time, there were more than a dozen breathing sounds of varying depths.
Relying on his hearing ability, Ye Wanlan instantly determined that there were a total of seventeen people in this group of tomb robbers.
Grave robbing.
This is one of the things Ye Wanlan can't tolerate the most.
Whether it is the tomb of kings, princes, generals or ordinary people.
These tomb robbers destroy the places where heroes rest for their own benefit. We must not allow them to continue to act with impunity.
It seemed that after confirming that there was indeed no one from the Archaeological Center of the Cultural Relics Bureau in the cave at this time, a voice sounded: "Boss, the archaeological team has indeed rested. They certainly didn't expect that we would attack here tonight."
"Shut up and talk less!" the middle-aged man scolded, "Once the matter is done, we will leave Shenzhou immediately!"
As long as I can get the Shenwei Gun, I will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of my life.
Thinking of this, all seventeen people couldn't help but smile with joy.
From a distance, the middle-aged man saw a tall skeleton and shook his head, saying, "Alas, you said that these heroes were so majestic and handsome in ancient times, but after they died, they turned into bones. In my opinion, there is no need to fight. Without the war, Huo Jingyu might even live to be eighty years old."
"Boss, I'll go check it out first." A tomb robber said, "What if there is some mechanism in this tomb?"
The middle-aged man nodded casually: "Okay, you go first."
The tomb robber rubbed his hands and walked forward happily.
At this moment, a gun was placed in front of him.
The next second, the broken gun thrust downwards, knocking him to the ground.
There was a deafening "bang" and before he could come to his senses, his head and back hit the ground hard and he fainted.
"Who?!"
The middle-aged man shouted sternly and stepped back.
Next, he saw a scene that horrified him.
In front of Huo Jingyu's body, a figure slowly stood up, holding a gun in his right hand.
The gun glowed coldly in the darkness, making people's hearts tremble.
The remaining sixteen people who were still standing took a step back, looks of fear on their faces.
Those who are in the business of tomb robbers encounter no fewer supernatural incidents than those who specialize in dealing with these incidents.
Once one link goes wrong, there is a high possibility that there will be no recovery.
A while ago, they encountered a supernatural incident and escaped after losing five people.
But this is Huo Jingyu’s tomb!
With the heroic spirit here, how could any other spirit dare to act so recklessly?
Is it...
"Boss! The Divine Might Spear!" The young man was horrified, "No... Could it be Huo Jingyu?!"
"That's nonsense!" the middle-aged man said, "Huo Jingyu died three hundred years ago. You said it was him, could it be that he turned into a ghost?!"
Although he said so, the middle-aged man's back was already soaked with cold sweat.
He could only see the man holding a gun in the darkness, but he couldn't see his face clearly, and couldn't even tell whether he was a man or a woman.
But no matter whether it was Huo Jingyu's soul or not, such a scene was definitely not something they could solve.
escape!
must escape!
The middle-aged man no longer had any idea of robbing a tomb. He even threw away the tools in his hand and crawled out of the cave.
When the other tomb robbers saw that even he had escaped, they immediately scattered like birds and beasts, all running desperately for the outside.
But Ye Wanlan will not give them this opportunity.
She still only had a broken gun, standing there, not moving forward, but continuing to perform gun skills.
The magic of the spear swept through the enemy!
"boom!"
At the end of the cave, a heat wave exploded, the land rolled, and the wind blew violently.
"what--!!!"
Screams were heard, and the dozen or so tomb robbers had no power to resist and fell to the ground one after another.
Their lower bodies were bound by the ground, and then they fainted from the pain.
With Ye Wanlan's current internal strength, he is naturally far from being comparable to Huo Jingyu at his peak.
Although this move could not kill hundreds of people in one move, it was easy to deal with these dozen tomb robbers.
Such a big commotion naturally couldn't have failed to alarm the archaeologists and the Huo family.
Professor Fu and Professor Xue lived closest to the school and were the first to arrive.
When he saw the sixteen tomb robbers were trapped in the ground, he was shocked. Is this... digging his own grave?
But the two of them reacted quickly, and Professor Fu shouted angrily: "You even dared to rob Marshal Huo's tomb, arrest them all!"
The Huo family followed closely behind, also furious.
Are you trying to kill yourself by robbing Huo Jingyu's tomb right under their noses?
However, when the Huo family saw the tragic state of the tomb robbers and the traces on the ground, they were all shocked.
The Huo family head's lips trembled: "Great, Great Elder, is this...?"
"Shen Ce Spear Technique—" The body of the Huo family's great elder also trembled violently, "Sweep, sweep through thousands of troops!"
Sweeping the enemy with one blow is also Huo Jingyu's famous move.
The reputation of one man against thousands of troops comes from this move.
But after Huo Jingyu passed away, the "Sweeping Thousands of Troops" was lost, and people can only imagine the power of this move through descriptions in ancient books.
But now?
The eldest elder of the Huo family lifted his clothes and knelt down again. After bowing three times, he looked excited and said, "Could it be that Marshal Huo appeared in spirit and personally taught these thieves who wanted to trample on your territory a lesson?"
Behind him, the head of the Huo family and other elders also knelt down, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
Apart from the appearance of Huo Jingyu, there seems to be no other explanation.
After all, Huo Jingyu is the only one who knows how to sweep through thousands of troops.
When Ye Wanlan came around from another road, he saw the Huo family kneeling together.
She raised her chin and said, "Professor Xue, what are they doing..."
Offering sacrifices to the gods late at night?
"Wanlan, you scared me to death." After seeing him, Professor Xue patted his chest and said, "Where have you been? A tomb-robbing gang came just now, but fortunately, Marshal Huo showed up and stopped them all."
Ye Tuanlan raised his eyebrows.
The appearance of Coach Huo is indeed a good excuse.
"Where did you go so late at night?" Professor Xue asked anxiously, "Are you okay?"
"No." Ye Wanlan smiled slightly, "I just went out for a walk, looking for inspiration, to see if I can repair this Shenwei gun."
At all costs.
If Huo Jingyu could come back like Xie Linyuan, then any expense would be worth it.
**
The next morning, at the Lin family in Yunjing.
The young man was reporting the latest news: "Ms. Shi Yuan, the Huo family's top leaders are all in Southern Xinjiang now. They wanted to bring back the Divine Power Spear, but unfortunately they did not succeed."
"The magic weapon has its spirit. It's normal that we can't bring it back." Lin Shiyuan plucked the strings of the zither, "Continue."
"Lin Weilan's health is getting worse and worse. According to our estimates, even with the help of the world's best doctor, she will definitely not survive this year." The young man bowed and said respectfully, "Then according to our plan, Du Youqin's return can finally be put on the agenda."
"She is really amazing to have been able to hold on for so long." Lin Shiyuan said calmly, "No wonder she was called the twin stars of the family forty years ago."
"In terms of talent, even Lin Weilan at her peak is not as good as you, young lady." The young man smiled, "Even the Supreme Elder said that you are much better than her."
More than forty years ago, the current Grand Elder and Lin Weilan were known as the twin stars of the Yunjing Lin family, and they were also the people who were most likely to lead the Lin family to restore the glory of Tianyinfang.
It’s a pity that Lin Weilan ended up becoming a traitor to the family!
"I have always believed in one truth: there are always people better than you, and there are always things better than you." Lin Shiyuan did not comment, "You can never judge a person based on appearance. Even if a lion fights a rabbit, it has to use all its strength, otherwise it will die without knowing how it did."
"Yes, Miss Shi Yuan is right." The young man agreed, "There is one more thing. I don't know if it is important or not. Please decide for me."
Lin Shiyuan: “Speak.”
"What a coincidence! The person who found Huo Shuai's remains and the Shenwei Gun was actually Lin Weilan's granddaughter."
"Who?"
"Ye Wanlan, this person with a different surname." The young man said, "The Archaeological Center of the Cultural Relics Bureau is very fond of her, and they even had a conflict with the Huo family because of her."
Lin Shiyuan pondered for a moment and said, "I already know about this matter. You can go down now."
"Yes."
The young man left, leaving Lin Shiyuan alone to continue playing the piano.
**
At this moment, Southern Xinjiang.
Because of what happened the night before, the Huo family was even more convinced that even though Huo Jingyu's body had turned to bones, his heroic spirit was still there.
They decided to stay in southern Xinjiang for a while, perhaps they could get some guidance from Huo Jingyu.
"Miss Ye has made a great contribution this time." The eldest elder of the Huo family stroked his beard, still unable to hide his excitement, "My Huo family should thank Miss Ye very much."
"You are too polite, Great Elder. I am not doing this for the Huo family, but for Shenzhou." Ye Wanlan said calmly, "However, if Marshal Huo's heroic spirit really came back and saw the Huo family today, what would he do?"
The Huo family's eldest elder's body shook violently, and he opened his mouth: "The Huo family..."
The cell phone rang, interrupting him.
Ye Wanlan picked up the phone: "Qinqin?"
Lin Qin's voice was filled with tears: "Cousin, grandma... grandma may not be able to survive."
Good morning~~~