I was a fan in ancient times [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 477

In the dark and gloomy ancient underground building, suddenly a voice that was so frightened shouted: "There is someone in the cauldron!"

Such a scene coupled with the non-stop echoes, even though there are many people here, and Han Yi is not a timid one, he was still shocked into a cold sweat.

what's the situation?How could there be anyone here?

Han Yi immediately said: "Come down first! Be alert all around!"

It doesn't matter whether there are dead or alive inside, let's wait for a while, have you seen that everyone is already in a panic?

It's just that the person who screamed just now didn't come down, but just said: "Your Majesty, these people seem...seem to be dead."

Han Yi couldn't see the situation inside from below, but since the people inside were quiet, maybe it wasn't that dangerous.

Han Yi turned his head and said, "Send some skilled people up to have a look, don't rush in."

Long Qi said in a low voice: "Mr. Lang, there are too many people below and it will be confusing. You go up first, and I will watch from below."

Han Yi looked around and found that it was indeed not appropriate for him to stay here under such circumstances. Everyone should pay attention to protecting him while being nervous.

Han Yi warned: "Pay attention to safety, go up immediately if there is a problem, don't delay."

At that moment, fragments of various horror movies appeared in his mind, and he was so frightened that he wanted to take someone away immediately.

But he couldn't be coaxed, Jun Yue still wanted to save face, so he just obeyed the will of his heart and returned to the ground from the ground.

After coming into contact with the winter sun, Han Yi breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he was a little puzzled, what kind of brain circuit would run into the tripod when the ground shakes?Even climbing under the tripod is safer than going there!

Han Yi waited on the top for a long time before seeing the dragon climbing up in disgrace.

Long Qi walked up to Han Yi and said, "Your Majesty, people are under control, do you want to meet?"

Han Yi was puzzled: "Huh? Still alive?"

Long Qi nodded: "I'm still alive, but I'm not living very well, I don't even have the strength to speak."

Han Yi was helpless: "Then what else do you see? Clean them up and ask them what's going on, and the next cleaning will continue."

Long Qi responded, and Han Yi turned his head to go to other things - he sent someone to escort the grain and grass before, and it should be here today.

Seeing that the Chinese New Year is coming, dumplings are no longer available. Anyway, it is not fashionable to eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year, but after all, everyone must have a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner.

Not to mention the food and grass that Xiang Yan brought over before, they were basically buried below, even if they could be found, there were still dead people mixed with blood and water, how could they eat it?

And Han Yi was on the march in a hurry, and it was impossible for him to bring too much food and grass. If he didn't ask for help, this little food and grass would not be enough for three days.

Of course, the most important thing is that he still has to write a reply letter to Yan Zheng.

When Yan Zheng received Han Yi's letter, his emotions were really complicated. His anger was genuine, but he was reluctant to scold him. In the end, he had no choice but to send a batch of food and grass over there, and then send someone to deliver some in private. .

Of course, what he sent was not food and grass, but all kinds of meat, everything that flew in the sky, walked on the ground, and swam in the water, as long as he could eat, he sent all kinds of other things, even the sable fur. Several sets come over.

After Yan Zheng made the arrangement, he looked at the letter paper and felt a little worried. Don't scold him. I'm afraid Han Yi will get worse in the future.

So in the end Yan Zheng had no choice but to write a sentence in the letter viciously: If you lose weight, don't even think about going out in the future!

When Han Yi saw this sentence, he seemed to see Yan Zheng's slightly frowning brows in distress, and couldn't help laughing.

Thinking about it carefully, this is probably the first time he and Yan Zheng have not been together for the New Year since they met.

In the past, no matter how busy or difficult he was, he would go to spend the New Year with Yan Zheng.

Thinking of this, Han Yi put the account on King Zhao.

Han Yi wrote letters to coax Yan Zheng while holding grudges. He basically knew this matter at his fingertips. Who would have thought that he was a straight man of steel who could play games all night when a girl invited him to open a house?

Han Yi had just finished writing the letter, when he happened to come over, he casually asked, "How is it? Did those people speak?"

It was said before that those people had calmed down, but Han Yi did not go to see them. With so many people camping here, Han Yi was too busy with these messy things, so he would not go to see them specially, anyway, he just waited for the last The result is that.

Long Qi asked in a low voice: "Mr. Lang, those few people are unwilling to speak. One of them should be the leader. He won't say a word if he doesn't see Mr. Lang."

Han Yi raised his eyebrows: "Then let him wait, and give some leftovers every day. I'll see if he will say anything."

He really thought he was someone, and asked to see him.

Long Qi said with some embarrassment: "But their condition is not very good, what if they die..."

Han Yi said coldly: "If you die, you will die. Can an underground palace make Zhao Guo turn the tables?"

He is not worried at all, it has come to this point, as long as Zhao Guo can be defeated one by one, unless these people suddenly repent and unite as one, they will not be able to defeat Da Qin at all, it is a matter of time.

Long Qi said again: "Oh, that man also said four words for me to tell my husband."

Han Yi rolled his eyes at him: "Then you didn't say it earlier!"

Long Qi scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "He said the supreme weapon."

Supreme weapon?Han Yi froze for a moment, wondering in his heart, could there really be any secrets in this underground palace?

Just what kind of thing can be counted as a supreme weapon?

Thinking of this, he asked, "How is the situation in the underground palace?"

Long Qi said: "The main hall has been cleaned up almost, but nothing abnormal has been noticed, it seems to be just a simple place for sacrifice."

Han Yi was a little puzzled, but he quickly put the matter aside, and he didn't believe that there was a supreme weapon in this underground palace.

He sent people to investigate before, and this underground palace should be from the Zhou Dynasty.

If the Zhou Dynasty really had some supreme weapon, why did it hide it, take it out and use it to destroy it?

The other party was either being fooled, or he was trying to lure him to meet.

Han Yi ignored it at all and went directly to arrange a New Year's banquet.

Although the team is full of men, there should be some singing and dancing.

Xiang Yan was also eye-opening, he didn't understand how Han Yi could be so troublesome?

However, this military camp has indeed become full of vitality. Although it was not lifeless before, it was not so cheerful.

On the evening of the New Year's Eve, Han Yi went directly to the people, wrapped in sable fur and sat outside watching the soldiers singing and dancing.

Xiang Yan obviously relaxed a lot. After drinking some wine, he might feel overwhelmed, so he turned to look at Han Yi and asked, "Your Majesty, tell me how you became Lord Chang'an in Zhao State back then?"

Han Yi gave him a strange look: "Why did you suddenly ask this?"

Xiang Yan said drunkenly, "I'm just curious. Zhao Guo's title is not taken lightly by others. Your Majesty was still young and his reputation was not obvious. What did King Zhao think?"

Han Yi laughed loudly and said, "Of course I was deceived. I told him the first time I saw him..."

When Han Yi said this, he suddenly stopped, and Xiang Yan asked with some doubts: "Huh? What did you say?"

Han Yi: "Fuck!"

Xiang Yan:? ? ? ? ? ?

Han Yi quickly stood up and said, "I'll tell you later, I'm going to see someone now!"

Xiang Yan looked at him drunkenly, not understanding what he said that made Han Yi so excited.

And Han Yi called Long Qie over and asked, "Where are those people arranged by you?"

Long Qi was stunned for a moment: "It's in the outermost tent."

Han Yi said, "Take me to see them."

Long Qi was a little dazed, he just drank some wine and obviously couldn't keep up with Han Yi's brain circuit, Han Yi couldn't help but waved his hand and said, "Okay, what should you do?" , just send someone to take me there, with Heishui and Chishan following."

Although Long Qi couldn't figure it out, he was still obedient, and directly asked a soldier to take Han Yi over there.

Chu Fei didn't drink, and kept following Han Yi's movements. When he saw Han Yi walking out, he immediately led people to follow him.

Chu Fei asked as he walked, "Why did Mr. Lang suddenly want to see them?"

Han Yi said helplessly: "I misunderstood the meaning of those four words."

He thought that the supreme weapon meant that there was such a thing in the underground palace, so he dismissed it, because Daqin no longer needed such a thing.

It was only when Xiang Yan asked about what happened back then that Han Yi remembered that he had fooled King Zhao for his chrysanthemum, and he had said the word "superior weapon" at that time.

And even if others knew these four words, they probably wouldn't say them in front of him.

Han Yi had some guesses about that person's identity, and felt that it was a little unlikely—what did he come here for?

Because it was Chinese New Year, the whole camp was very lively, but the place where these people were detained was an exception. Although it was brightly lit, it seemed lifeless.

Chu Fei helped Han Yi open the thick curtain of the tent. After Han Yi entered, he saw three people sitting there with expressionless faces staring at the fire.

When the familiar and unfamiliar face in the middle looked up at him, Han Yi couldn't help but sighed: "King Zhao, it's true that we never meet again in life."

King Zhao looked up at Han Yi for a while and suddenly said, "I haven't seen you for many years, and Mr. Yi is more handsome than before. My heart... is very happy."

Han Yi was in a trance for a moment, and this sentence brought him back to that night ten years ago.

I haven't seen him in ten years. If Zhao Wang was considered a beautiful uncle back then, he is considered a beautiful grandfather now. Oh, he is not so beautiful. Now he looks very decadent, and of course he may be trapped in a catastrophe. A few days underground matters.

Han Yi's expression was slightly gentle. Thinking about it carefully, King Zhao could be regarded as his matchmaker with Yan Zheng.

If King Zhao hadn't insisted on letting him go to Zhao State, at best he would have left South Korea and gone to Qin State to find a safe place to settle down and not care about worldly affairs.

Han Yi sat down and said, "I've heard that you disappeared a long time ago, so tell me, why did you come here?"

Good king Budang, running to this place, is this the addiction of thinking about tomb robbers?

Although what Zhao Wang said just now was a paraphrase of the first sentence they met that year, it was also true.

Ten years have passed, and Han Yi not only has not "aged and faded", but looks more mature and stable than the youthful youthfulness, like old wine, which is more attractive.

He looked at Han Yi and asked, "Why do you ask that? Didn't you come here to know?"

Han Yi roasted his hands and asked casually, "Know what?"

Zhao Wang said: "Things in the underground palace."

? ? ? ? ?Is there really something in the dungeon?

Han Yi instantly felt the hairs on his body explode.