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Qin Yun glanced around angrily, and yelled at the imperial guards: "A bunch of trash, what is this?"

"The Son of Heaven is here, where are the ghosts?"

"Everything is just someone deliberately making trouble!"

The imperial guards looked ashamed and lowered their heads.

I was almost scared to pee just now, but let His Majesty do it himself.

At this time, Feng Lao jumped out of the forest with an uneasy expression on his face.

"Your Majesty, let someone run away. This person knows alchemy and has great supernatural powers. The old servant just caught his robe that conceals his tricks."

Qin Yun nodded: "It's all a cover-up, I've already seen it."

"Get on the horse with the knife and go to the imperial mausoleum!"

He got on the horse immediately, not wanting to waste time, and he didn't know what was going on in Xiao Jian's place.

The forbidden soldiers got on their horses one after another and rushed to attack the imperial tomb.

In the southeast corner of Mount Mang is the Mausoleum of the Great Xia Emperor.

At this moment, the entrance of the huge cave was gusts of wind, covered with black clouds, and there was a scene of doomsday.

Ghost shadows flickering, ghosts crying and wolves howling, shouting for their lives.

Especially the will-o'-the-wisps floating in the air, once frightened many soldiers to flee.

If it wasn't for Xiao Jian holding a knife and sitting here, he would have been scattered.

I have to say that using ghosts to scare people is far more deterrent than a hundred thousand troops!The ancients all believed in this, and compared ghosts and gods to the will of heaven, and if they do not obey, there will be natural disasters and man-made disasters.

"General, what should we do? Everyone dare not go up."

A lieutenant general in armor, tall and thick, with an ugly face.

Xiao Jian glanced at the terrified eyes around him, many people were scared to pee, and he couldn't do anything for a while.

How to get rid of the ghosts in the imperial mausoleum?

The army is in chaos!

Outside here, there are gusts of gloomy wind and will-o'-the-wisps rising. If we attack rashly, there is fear of cholera.

At this time, iron hooves burst out.

Qin Yun is here!

Thousands of soldiers showed a hint of joy, His Majesty has arrived!

The emperor is like a god, once he arrives, he will definitely have a way to deal with ghosts!

I saw Qin Yun holding a bow and arrow, and pulling it with all his strength, the bowstring trembled!

"Let me see, what kind of ghosts and gods are there, it's just a blindfold!"

"I am the only true god!"

Qin Yun roared with arrogance, and when he let go of his hands, the arrow pierced through the air.

An arrow from the Son of Heaven not only kills ghosts, but also boosts morale!

"Zheng!"

The arrow pierced the sky, passed through the will-o'-the-wisp, and shot a ghost at the entrance of the imperial mausoleum with the force of thunder.

The ghost staggered for a while, then fell to the ground.

The soldiers opened their eyes wide and couldn't believe it, a ghost was killed by His Majesty just like that?

In an instant, the fear in their hearts was halved.

Qin Yun yelled: "Ghost shadows, ghost fires are all Jianghu alchemy, made of human skin and silk threads!"

"All the officers and men obey the order, all give me the charge, and kill the ghosts!"

Xiao Jian looked at him, his pupils showed admiration, His Majesty is worthy of being His Majesty, and his majesty is unparalleled!

He decisively drew his knife and pointed it forward.

He roared loudly: "Follow the emperor's order, kill ghosts!"

He took the lead and rushed to the imperial mausoleum.

Infected sergeants, no longer afraid, whether it is true or not, the emperor will sit here and kill the ghost.

"Follow the emperor's order, kill ghosts!"

Thousands of troops roared out!

The momentum was like thunder, and the blood was vigorous, because of the fear just now, he was even more angry now!

That movement shakes mountains and mountains.

I'm afraid it is a real ghost, so I have to take a detour, right?

The rumbling sound broke out, and thousands of sergeants went up together, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

When he saw the ghost, he roared and chopped it off. When he stabbed down, the real ghost fell to the ground, revealing silk thread and dummy skin.

"Hahaha, Your Majesty is right, it's really a trick!"

"Brothers, don't be afraid, cut it quickly, these are all fake skins!"

"I'm so angry, I was actually frightened by this blindfold! Kill!"

Qin Yun rode on a high horse and watched the "ghost extermination operation" around the imperial mausoleum from afar.

He suddenly sighed and said: "Little Fangshu, hurt me again, these people deserve to die."

"Jianghu alchemist, this is Wang Min's handwriting, right?"

Old Feng said with a serious face: "Your Majesty, the royal family and nobles can no longer hide this matter. If the culprit is not found out, it may be difficult to eliminate the rumors."

Qin Yun is very calm now.

His eyes were cold and he said: "I have a way to eliminate the rumors and gossip. I ordered to go down and find the rotting animal carcasses."