Inside and Outside World

?"Um?"

Seeing Yan Luo's astonishing ability to clip bullets with his bare hands, the blond young man did not show any shock, but looked at him with interest, and asked in blunt Chinese: "Are you a Taoist priest with special abilities in China? ?”

"who are you?"

Yan Luo flicked his hand, and the bullet flew back as if shot from the muzzle of a gun.

The blond-haired youth pulled out a dagger from his waist with lightning-fast movements, the blade flashed, and the bullet that was flung past was split into two straight from the middle.

The black bodyguard grabbed a hatchet, held it with one hand, and looked at Yan Luo with an expressionless look at the dead.

"younger brother!"

The woman held the young man helplessly, turned her head and looked at Yan Luo: "Your clothes are very strange, not Chinese Taoist robes, but I can feel that you are very powerful, join us, we have a big thing to do, we need to have skills members to act together.”

Obviously, the blonde man and woman siblings are not ordinary people.

The two of them were not proficient in Chinese, so Yan Luo simply asked in English: "What are you here for?"

"Do you know English?"

"I once studied in the United States."

"I apologize for my previous actions."

The blond young man bowed elegantly by borrowing the donkey from the slope: "Since you are an overseas student who has seen Western civilization, you are different from the barbarians in this country."

At this moment when Yan Luo will not be angry and does not intend to turn against these people, foreigners came to Xi'an and found the lair of this generation of mountain-moving Taoists in Li Hongzhang's intelligence network. No need to ask, the only purpose is Qin Shihuang's mausoleum. Now he wants to enter the tomb—get a group of people down, at least they can be used as cannon fodder for stepping on a trap.

That being the case, there is no need for him to avoid these people.

"Master Du, this is a letter from Mr. Li Zhongtang."

Yan Luo took out a letter.

The blind old man was still sitting on the wicker chair. He took the letter and touched the wax on it. The nail of his index finger ran across it, neatly cut the seal of the envelope, and pulled out a piece of letter paper.

It is said that a blind man does not even have eye sockets, it is a black hole, and it is absolutely impossible to see anything, but this old man, nicknamed Du Sanye, stared at the handwriting as if he was looking at something. After a long time, he sighed: "I have to give Li Zhongtang face, but that is the grave of China's ancestor dragon. If digging it up, wouldn't it be digging up the roots of our ancestors?"

The man and woman next to him both pricked up their ears when they heard these words, and looked at each other. They didn't expect that the mysterious man in the blood-colored robe was also for Qin Shihuang's tomb.

"Du Sanye, Li Zhongtang has made it very clear in his letter that China is now at the most dangerous moment, and this time, it is not the invasion of other tribes such as the Mongol Yuan and Manchu Qing, but the foreigners who are going to perish. Entering the mausoleum is a In order to find a way to save the Chinese nation, whether it is the Jiuding, the Chuanguo Yuxi, Zulong himself, or the army he left behind, there is always something that can help us."

The blind old man was silent. Seeing this, Yan Luo took out another pen and wrote a line of handwriting on the envelope in small seal script.

This is to prevent the man and woman next to him from recognizing him.

What he wrote was: "Are you worried about those foreigners? There must be many crises in Qin Shihuang's tomb, and it would be good if a few more people acted as scapegoats."

Du San sighed, "I understand."

The old man said to the young men and women: "I promise to be the guide of your investigation group, but I am already old and useless, and I still need to call a few people."

"You guys will come back at noon tomorrow, and we will act together then."

"it is good!"

The blond woman's heart was full of joy, and she also understood that it was said that the most powerful tomb robber in Xi'an was willing to take action because of Yan Luo. Legia, we are Americans, and this time we are participating in an ancient tomb expedition led by archaeologist, explorer, and artist Marco Aurel Stein, are you a Taoist?"

"A Taoist priest who has studied abroad, hehe, sounds really interesting."

"By the way, I forgot to explain myself. Since you are an alien with special abilities, there is no need to hide it from you. We are members of the American wizard family. I am a witch and my brother is a wizard."

"Witches and wizards?"

Sure enough, in addition to Taoist priests, priests, and warriors, there are other ability systems in this world.

Since they are witches and wizards, why are they not British, but Americans? In addition to vampires, cowboys, and exorcists, there are witches and wizards in that part of the United States? It's not magic.

"Do you know Taoism? What's the difference between Taoism and our witchcraft?" Di Leya was somewhat familiar and still a curious baby.

"Palm thunder."

Yan Luo bit off the **** of his right hand, drew a yin and yang Taiji pattern with blood on the palm of his left hand, and chanted "Heavenly Demon Promise, Red Lotus Borrowing the Law" while pushing his left hand forward, and saw a mass of blood-colored light bullets It flew out of his hand and hit a tree not far away. The fried bark flew around and sawdust splattered everywhere.

Seeing this scene, a slight look of contempt flashed in the eyes of both siblings.

"It's similar to the power of arcane missiles. Not only does it need to use blood as a medium, but also needs to chant spells to blast out this missile. Not only is this country weak in technology and civilization, it is also so backward in magic. China's Taoism is simply not worth mentioning." Di Laiya thought so, but a Taoist priest who knows Chinese Taoism is somewhat useful when the expedition team enters the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang, at least it can be used as a scapegoat.

"I invite you to join our expedition team. This time, Sir Stein has gathered a group of aliens from all over the world to prepare to conquer Qin Shihuang's tomb. This is an unknown place comparable to the pharaoh's tomb. To be able to participate in such a grand operation We will all be recorded in the history of civilization."

Du San said that he would come back at noon tomorrow, so Yan Luo followed the wizard siblings and left for a building in Xi'an City, where a large number of people gathered.

Blacks, whites, Egyptians, Japanese, and a flute player playing with snakes, is this the third brother?

The people here are indeed quite strange, there are people with all sorts of weird clothes, a Japanese man in a safari suit and a high hat is obviously an onmyoji, next to him is a short warrior in a blood-red full armor and a ghost mask, and there is another with long hair tied into a ponytail, A girl in crisp clothes with a samurai sword on her waist. In addition, the man wearing a religious uniform and holding a cross similar to Father Goodman is covered in iron and has a large sword in plate armor, just like a knight in the middle ages.

There is also an old black man leaning on a cane and a necklace of skulls hanging around his neck. He looks like an indigenous African.

Di Laiya introduced everyone to Yan Luo~www.wuxiaspot.com~ That is Africa, the voodoo elder: Im. "

"That's the Egyptian priest, Saeed, who is said to have the power to bring the dead back to life. The other is an Indian yoga master: Loha."

"The Great German Knight: Nathan."

"Alex the Romanian supernatural being, well, next to him is the French exorcist: Alphonse."

"The Japanese onmyoji Kamao Fumo, the man wearing the oni mask is the samurai Segen Tsuna, and the girl is the swordsman: Haruko Yagyu."

"That middle-aged gentleman is Sir Stein. He is a world-renowned university scholar and archaeologist. He has studied the ancient culture and geography of Kashmir and studied the Buddhist art of Gandhara. Registrar of the Punjab University, Master of the Oriental College, Director of Education of the North West Frontier, Ministry of Education of British India, and Master of Madrassa, Calcutta, is a truly learned gentleman."

There are so many countries, is this the Eight-Power Allied Forces tomb robbery?