The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 195 Coming out of the coffin
There are nearly twenty celestial beings fighting in the Mausoleum of Emperor Jiajing and the Mausoleum of the Founding Emperor tonight. The continuous loud noises have awakened all the defenders of the imperial mausoleum.

When Dashuo was founded, tens of thousands of elite soldiers were drawn from the army in various places to form twelve guards, stationed in the capital, guarding the city gates and palace gates. The Jinyiwei was the leader.

But few people know that at that time, there were not twelve guards, but thirteen guards.

This extra guard was named Xiaoling Guard.

At this time, Zhu Shoujing, the commander of the Xiaoling Guard, was pacing slowly in the house with a frown on his face.

The Xiaoling Guard has only one mission, which is to guard the imperial mausoleum. This is a task set by Taizu himself and it will never change.

However, the decree that Wang Zhi brought today was forbidding them to approach the mausoleum. So he could only listen to the loud noise coming from afar, feeling torn.

Suddenly, his feet stood still.

"Can't wait any longer!"

"Wang Daban brought ten worshippers with him. Even if the Ming Cult came out in full force, they would still be defeated. The noise over there hasn't stopped yet, which means something has happened. Wang Daban is not a celestial being, so I'm afraid he has met with an accident."

"Somebody come!"

The captain at the door pushed the door open and walked in: "Commander."

"Rush to the capital at full speed to report to His Majesty that something has gone wrong with the Imperial Mausoleum. I, the Xiaoling Guard, am responsible for guarding the Imperial Mausoleum. This is a task assigned by Taizu. We must act in an emergency, but we cannot stand idly by any longer!"

"Yes!"

The captain took the order and left.

Zhu Shoujing then called on all the thousand households, gathered the troops and headed towards the Xiaoling Mausoleum.

At the same time, Li Miao also appeared outside the Xiaoling Mausoleum.

He did not rush to get closer, but jumped onto a building, put his hands on the awning, and looked towards the Xiaoling Mausoleum.

Upon seeing this, Li Miao immediately raised his eyebrows.

"Wow, this is quite a scene."

Outside the Xiaoling Mausoleum, eight celestial beings were fighting. Five of them were the worshippers brought by Wang Zhi, and the other three used Mingjiao martial arts, trying desperately to stop the worshippers from rushing into the Xiaoling Mausoleum. At this time, they were already covered in wounds and stretched to their limits. I'm afraid they would be killed in less than an incense stick of time.

But Li Miao just glanced over there and then shifted his gaze to the square outside the main hall of the Xiaoling Mausoleum.

There, a fight was taking place, the only one Li Miao had ever seen since he came to Dashuo.

Yin Ruihua.

Yang Lizhang.

Li Miao could tell at a glance that Yin Ruihua, like him, was at the state of three paths combined into one and two paths perfected!

And Yang Lizhang is even more special.

He was also at the state of three-way integration, with only one way perfect, but he was able to fight with Yin Ruihua. Although he was at a disadvantage, he relied on the posture of exchanging injuries for injuries and lives for lives, and actually suppressed Yin Ruihua in the fight!
Because his "King Kong" is the King Kong of Shaolin. It is the "King Kong" that Xingchi achieved with the help of Shaolin secret method at that time, which is far beyond the perfect state!
I think that when the Ming Cult invaded Shaolin, they took the secret treasure from Shaolin and wanted to use it here.

Both of these people are qualified to compete with Li Miao.

Li Miao didn't rush over.

He enjoyed watching others fight to the death, and he didn't want to help either side.

He met Yang Lizhang and Yin Ruihua for the first time and didn't know them. But the physical characteristics of the Yang family were too obvious, and Li Miao recognized Yang Lizhang's identity at a glance.

And who else could have been against the Yang family in Xiaoling Mausoleum except the celestial beings of the imperial court?

I won't mention the Yang family. Li Miao will definitely not let the Ming Cult go.

As for Yin Ruihua... Li Miao has killed so many people in the court tonight, even Wang Zhi, how can he be called a loyal minister? It's good enough that he didn't go over to add insult to injury.

It's good to watch the show and reap the benefits.

Li Miao yawned.

Tired and exhausted.

Sleepy.

The matter of the Five Mountains Sword Sect has come to this point, and he really regrets taking the mission to leave the capital.

"I thought I could just go there and come back for fun, just like taking a vacation and taking a look at the outside world. But now, the nest has been blown up, and all the old guys have come out."

"After this trip, I won't take any more jobs. No matter what Old Zhu says, I will take a break for a year or two." Li Miao said to himself.

During this period of time, the fight between Yang Lizhang and Yin Ruihua gradually came to an end.

Yang Lizhang couldn't hold on any longer.

He had broken through the realm by relying on the secret method of Shaolin, and he fought with all his might against Yin Ruihua. However, due to the accumulation of injuries, his attacks had gradually become sluggish.

At their level, revealing the slightest flaw could mean the difference between life and death.

Yang Lizhang used the "Big Nine Heavens Palm" to hit Yin Ruihua, exerting force suddenly, which caused a hideous wound on his abdomen. In pain, his movements slowed down a bit.

"It's over."

Yang Lizhang sighed inwardly.

He knew that Yin Ruihua would never let go of this loophole.

Sure enough, Yin Ruihua's eyes focused, he stepped forward, and taking advantage of the moment when he was delayed in making a move, he punched him in the palm!
Bang!
Yang Lizhang raised his right arm high, and his arms were wide open.

Yin Ruihua punched him in the heart without hesitation.

Bang! ! !
Yang Lizhang flew backwards and crashed into the main hall of the mausoleum.

boom! ——

The majestic main hall of the Xiaoling Mausoleum collapsed with a loud bang. Dust and smoke rose, but Yang Lizhang never appeared again.

Yin Ruihua put down his hand and did not pursue.

The previous blow had already shattered Yang Lizhang's heart meridians. Even if he was still alive, he would not be able to get up again and could only be crushed to death in the ruins.

He turned his gaze towards the tomb, his expression uncertain.

"Should I just leave now?" he thought.

He didn't dare go in to check.

He was afraid...that he would see that person and die.

Because he was originally the jailer who was watching over that person. With that person's violent temper, he would probably kill him the first time he saw him.

His temperament was definitely not as gentle as some scholars said. He almost killed all of his father's brothers. Naturally, he was even more cruel to others.

After hesitating for a long time, Yin Ruihua let out a long sigh.

He turned around and walked out of the imperial mausoleum.

He didn't dare to gamble, so he decided to leave.

That person has a limited time to move around. At worst, he can come back after a while, when the situation becomes clearer.

As for the emperor...let him die. It is nothing new for the Zhu family to kill each other.

It was just a deal after all, and he has done the most by staying until now.

He walked very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, he had reached the end of the square of the main hall of the Xiaoling Mausoleum.

Yin Ruihua had not stepped out of the imperial mausoleum for more than a hundred years. When he walked to the door and saw the dense forest in front of him, he suddenly felt as if he was in another world.

"Forget it, let's go west first and hide in Guanxi."

Yin Ruihua raised his foot and was about to step through the main door.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound behind him.

Snapped.

It seemed like someone stepped down behind him.

Then, there was the sound of a long breath.

A hoarse, condensed voice sounded.

"Yin, Ai, Qing."

"Where are you going?"

(End of this chapter)