The First Tyrant of Daxia

Not to mention the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demon, even the heavenly soldiers and generals could not scare him.

Qin Yun took a look and was not worried about Feng Lao. He jumped off his horse and lifted up the fake Pei Ren's purple court dress with the tip of his knife!

Inside was actually a doll made of silk thread, fake human skin and wood!

Qin Yun glanced around unhappily and shouted at the imperial guards, "You bunch of rubbish, do you see what this is?"

"The emperor is here, why are there ghosts?"

"Everything is just someone deliberately causing trouble!"

The imperial guards looked ashamed and lowered their heads.

I was so scared just now that His Majesty actually had to take action personally.

At this time, Old Feng jumped out of the woods with a bad look on his face.

"Your Majesty, he has escaped. He is a man of great magical powers. I have only caught a piece of clothing that was used to deceive me."

Qin Yun nodded: "It's all a trick, I saw through it a long time ago."

"Take up your swords and mount your horses, and go to the Imperial Mausoleum!"

He mounted his horse immediately, not wanting to waste time, and not knowing what kind of chaos the situation was at Xiao Jian's place.

The imperial guards mounted their horses and rushed to the imperial mausoleum.

The southeast corner of Mang Mountain is the imperial tomb of the Great Xia Dynasty.

At this moment, the huge cave entrance was filled with cold winds and covered with dark clouds, giving a doomsday scene.

Ghost shadows kept flashing, crying and howling, shouting for their lives.

In particular, the ghost lights floating in the air scared many soldiers so much that they fled.

If Xiao Jian hadn't been sitting here with a knife in his hand, the group would have fallen apart long ago.

It has to be said that using ghosts to scare people is far more intimidating than an army of 100,000! The ancients believed in this, comparing ghosts and gods to the will of heaven. If you don't obey, there will be natural disasters and man-made disasters.

"General, what should we do? No one dares to go up."

A deputy general wearing armor, tall and strong, with an unsightly expression.

Xiao Jian glanced around and saw pairs of frightened eyes. Many people were scared to death, and he didn't have any good solution for the moment.

How to get rid of the ghost in the imperial tomb?

The army is in chaos!

There are gusts of cold wind outside and ghost fires rising. If we attack rashly, we might get cholera.

At this time, there were waves of iron hooves.

Qin Yun is here!

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

The emperor is like a god. Once he arrives, he will definitely have a way to deal with ghosts and monsters!

Qin Yun was seen holding a bow and arrow, pulling with all his strength, and the bowstring trembled!

"Look at me, there are ghosts and gods over there, they are just tricks!"

"I am the only true God!"

Qin Yun roared with heroic spirit, loosened his hand, and the arrow flew out into the air.

The emperor's arrow not only kills the demon, but also boosts morale!

"Zheng!"

The arrow cut through the sky, passed through the ghost fire, and shot at a ghost shadow at the entrance of the imperial tomb with the force of thunder.

The ghost staggered and then fell to the ground.

The soldiers opened their eyes wide and looked at him, unable to believe that a ghost was killed by His Majesty like that?

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

Qin Yun shouted: "Ghost shadows and ghost lights are all martial arts, made of human skin and silk threads!"

"All soldiers, listen to my order. Charge forward and slay the demons!"

Xiao Jian looked at him, and a hint of admiration appeared in his pupils. His Majesty is worthy of being His Majesty, with unparalleled spirit!

He decisively drew his sword and pointed it forward.

He screamed loudly: "Follow the emperor's order, kill the ghost!"

He took the lead and rushed towards the imperial mausoleum.

The infected soldiers were no longer afraid. Regardless of whether it was true or not, the emperor was here to kill the ghost.

"Follow the Emperor's order and kill the demon!"

Thousands of troops burst into roars!

The sound was as powerful as thunder and his blood was boiling. Because of the fear just now, he was even more angry now!

The movement was so loud that it shook the mountains.

I'm afraid even if it's a real ghost, it would have to take a detour, right?

A rumbling sound broke out, and thousands of soldiers rushed forward together, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

When he saw the ghost, he roared and chopped at it. With one slash, the ghost really fell to the ground, revealing the silk thread and fake human skin.

"Hahaha, your majesty is right, it's really a trick!"

"Don't be afraid, brothers. Cut them quickly. These are all fake human skins!"

"I am so angry that I was frightened by this trick! Kill!"

Qin Yun rode on a tall horse and watched the "ghost-hunting operation" around the imperial mausoleum from afar.

He suddenly sighed and said, "A little magic has harmed me again. These people deserve to die."

"Master Jianghu, this is Wang Min's work, right?"

Elder Feng said with a serious face: "Your Majesty, this matter can no longer be concealed among the royal family and nobles. If we don't find the culprit, it will be difficult to eliminate the rumors."

Qin Yun is very calm now.

With a cold look in his eyes, he said, "I have a way to dispel the rumors. Tell them to find some rotten animal carcasses."

"Also, summon all the royal relatives and military generals."

"I want to show them myself what the will-o'-the-wisp is all about!"

Mr. Feng was stunned for a moment, not understanding why they had to look for animal carcasses, but he did as he was told.

About a quarter of an hour later.

Xiao Jian came to report that all the ghosts had been killed, totaling more than one hundred sets of fake human skins and silk threads.

There are only many will-o'-the-wisp fires still burning, which are difficult to extinguish.

The haunting that lasted for half the night finally subsided.

But the aftermath was too great, and the entire Mangshan was in panic.

On the martial arts field.

Royal relatives and many officials who came to participate in the ancestor worship came here one after another.

In the square, there were many rotting animal carcasses lying around, and the stench was so strong that many ministers felt nauseous and started talking about it.

"My dear ministers, the haunting incident has been settled!"

"See what General Xiao is holding?"

Everyone looked at Xiao Jian, the fake skin, silk thread, and wooden block.

Qin Yun put his hands behind his back, looked down and continued, "The so-called ghost shadow is just a trick played by the Taoist priests. They use silk threads to pull puppets to create the illusion of ghosts and gods."

"You all have been deceived!"

Some people breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the hard evidence such as the silk thread and human skin.

But there were also ministers and nobles who looked uneasy. Ghost shadows could explain this, but what about will-o’-the-wisp fire?

There are blue and white ghost lights rising all around, which is an ominous sign!

Qin Yun glanced at the crowd below and knew what they were thinking, so he said calmly: "Come here, bring some red-hot coals!"

"Yes!"

Tao Yang went down personally, led by several imperial guards, and brought two pots of red-hot charcoal.

You can feel the high temperature even from a distance.

"Place the carbon blocks in a circle around the rotten animal carcasses." Qin Yun gave the order again.

Tao Yang did as he was told.

There was dead silence below, and the ministers and nobles opened their eyes wide, not knowing what was going on.

At this time, Qin Yun stopped talking and waited calmly.

The so-called ghost fire is actually the "phosphorus" in the body of a dead person or animal. When it encounters high temperature, it accelerates chemical reactions and then burns.

Ancient people had no idea about this knowledge.

If Qin Yun had not traveled through time, he would probably be scared to death tonight.

As time passed, the ministers in the martial arts arena became anxious.

When rotting animal carcasses meet high temperatures, they produce a foul odor.

Except for the hard-working soldiers, the other ministers and nobles basically vomited all at once, and the idle princes like Qin Yu vomited even more.

But no one dared to leave until Qin Yun spoke.

A trickle of sweat quietly slid down Qin Yun's forehead, and he thought to himself, give me some face and light it quickly.

I don’t know if this heating method will work, after all, it’s his first time operating it.

Finally someone couldn't help it anymore.

"Your Majesty, may I ask what you are waiting for? The smell is so bad and it's so hot, many people can't stand it anymore!"

"Your Majesty, Princess Qingyang, Madam Qingguo has fainted."

"Your Majesty, please be considerate of us and remove the rotten animals!"