Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated! Chapter 388: Zhao Er: I have seen Her Royal Highness!

The tomb of Emperor Taizu of the Tang Dynasty.

Not long after Du Qingruo, the saintess of the Dao of Tribulation, brought people into the tomb, she found that they had come to an end.

To be precise, the so-called Emperor Taizu's tomb is simply a fake tomb, a tomb of clothing.

In the center of the tomb, there is a throne made of white jade, and a set of dragon robes is placed on the throne.

Other than that, the entire tomb is empty.

The vast burial chamber is actually empty!

"It's impossible!"

Du Qingruo's face was a little grim.

Every plan was in vain.

According to reports, Emperor Taizu of the Tang Dynasty used tens of thousands of death row prisoners in this western mountain to build his mausoleum, and it took ten years to complete.

But now, the tomb is empty.

"Holy maiden, will it be the tomb of Yin and Yang?"

The Jieyun Daoist who was in charge of leading people to open the tomb passage whispered, "My subordinates heard that there was an emperor who built a yin and yang tomb.

"What are you waiting for, hurry up and dig!"

Du Qingruo was in a hurry.

The army of the imperial court will arrive here soon, and at that time, these people will be the turtles in the urn.

"Saint, this, this subordinate can't do it!"

The man grimaced and pointed to his feet, "Under our feet, there are blocks of bluestone, with fine threads and seams. Without a heavy hammer in our hands, we can't break them at all with these guys in our hands. Open this layer of bluestone!"

"Wait, that's not right!"

Du Qingruo waved his hand fiercely and said, "In the history, Emperor Taizu died, he was suspended for three days, and he was buried on the fourth day. On that day, the tomb was closed and the broken dragon stone fell."

"If the false tomb is below, then it is impossible to seal the Yang tomb to this extent in one day."

"Look, look everywhere, there must be something!"

Du Qingruo immediately urged his men to start beating in the tomb.

The upper and lower sides of this tomb are all paved with the same bluestone slabs. With the naked eye, it is really difficult to find anything unusual.

As a result, everyone in the Jie Luck Dao could only be beaten by a piece of bluestone to find possible mechanisms.

Don't say, this beating, they really found a mechanism.

Wait for Du Qingruo's group to push away a one-person-high bluestone slab on the side wall, and finally saw a passage, and they didn't know where to go.

"Go!"

Du Qingruo waved immediately.

However, before the people in the Jie Luck Dao had traveled far, some people started to feel dizzy and unconscious.

"Saint, my subordinates will fail!"

"The turbid air of this tomb of Yang is not clear, so we can't go any further!"

Hearing what his subordinate said, Du Qingruo shook his head and didn't speak. He just raised his finger and pointed to the back, signaling those who couldn't bear it to retreat quickly.

Du Qingruo took a deep breath and suddenly started to speed up, rushing forward.

As a master, Du Qingruo's ability to hold her breath is naturally not bad.

And she ran wildly, but did not find Emperor Taizu's tomb in the end, but rushed out of the long tomb passage and stood in a valley shrouded in mist.

Du Qingruo stopped and looked at the mist-shrouded pit in front of her. Then, she stopped. In this pit, countless bones were piled up. Countless white bones lay on the ground and stretch forward.

Du Qingruo instantly understood that the bones here were the prisoners on death row who built the tomb for Emperor Taizu.

It is said that Emperor Taizu was benevolent, however, tens of thousands of death row prisoners were all corpses here.

Datang law, death row prisoners, even if they are beheaded, allow their families to be buried.

But tens of thousands of death row prisoners ended up dead without a place to be buried.

Du Qingruo looked at the endless pile of bones in front of her and made up her mind. When she leaves here, she must write down the location here and show the true face of the hypocritical Emperor Taizu to the world.

But before that, it is still necessary to find the location of Emperor Taizu's tomb, breaking the dragon vein of the Tang Dynasty.

Du Qingruo observed on the spot and couldn't determine where the Emperor Taizu's tomb was. He could only use this method to search along the edge of the pit.

Then, Du Qingruo felt like she was going crazy!

He found an unknown number of holes around the pit.

Which hole connects to the real burial place of Emperor Taizu?

Find them one by one?

Du Qingruo felt that she might not have found the real burial place, and she was poisoned to death by the turbid air in the tomb passages.

"Anyone like this deserves to be called benevolent?"

"Bah!"

Du Qingruo couldn't help cursing in the pit.

"He doesn't deserve it, you deserve it?"

At the moment when Du Qingruo yelled, someone responded.

Zhao Bingxiao Master Zhao Er flew down from the top of the pit and stood in front of Du Qingruo.

"Zhao Bing-seo!"

Du Qingruo recognized Zhao Bingzheng the moment he saw him.

After all, the wealth of the Zhao family can rival the country. And the second master of the Zhao family is even more charitable and has a great reputation.

It's not that the people of Jie Luck Dao didn't want to attack the Zhao family, but the Zhao family is too conspicuous. If the court hadn't attacked the Zhao family, once the Zhao family had a big change, they would definitely be surrounded and suppressed by the court.

It is impossible for the imperial court to watch them take the fortune of the Zhao family and spend it calmly.

"Have seen Her Royal Highness!"

Zhao Bingzheng smiled and nodded towards Du Qingruo.

"What do you mean?"

Du Qingruo was very puzzled and didn't understand why Zhao Bingxiao appeared here.

As far as she knows, Zhao Bingxiao should be in Sanhe Town, Anshun County, Xiangyi Prefecture, and he should be recovering from his injuries.

But now, thinking of Zhao Bingzheng flying down from the top of the pit, Du Qingruo felt inexplicably panic. The second master of the Zhao family is so hidden.

"It doesn't make any sense, I just came to tell Her Majesty that you have mistaken the location of the Tang dragon veins!"

"Impossible!"

Du Qingruo responded sharply.

Zhao Bingzheng continued to laugh and said, "Your Highness may wish to think about it, Emperor Taizu hides his real tomb so secretly, how could it be possible that something like the Dragon Vein of the Tang Dynasty, which is related to the lifeblood of the Tang Dynasty, could be disturbed. Is it known to everyone?"

"It's true and false, everyone thinks that this can't be the real dragon vein, then, this is probably the real dragon vein!"

"And vice versa!"

"What does Her Majesty think?"

Zhao Bingzheng finished saying these words with a smile, waiting for Du Qingruo's response.

Du Qingruo was silent.

After a while, she spoke slowly and said, "Then you say, where is the Dragon Vein of the Tang Dynasty?"

"This, Zhao Er is just a businessman, how could he know?"

"But the saint should think about it, your sect master has unpredictable techniques, don't you know where the dragon veins are?"

"What do you mean, the Daoist asked us to come here on purpose?"

"Soldiers are tricksters!"

Zhao Bingzheng spread out his hands, "The Dao of Jie Fortune has been silent for a hundred years, and suddenly she is going to do something against the sky. Didn't the Holy Maiden think that there is something wrong with this?"