The man in T-shirt had sweat beads on his forehead, and his breathing was a little heavy, but he still said lightly: "Tai Chi Sword Technique."

"Tai Chi? I haven't heard of it." Zhao Kuo shook his head.

"It's normal that I haven't heard of it. This is a sword technique that was created after you died a thousand years ago." I smiled.

"So that's it!" Zhao Kuo nodded: "You go, I can't crack this sword technique, so I won't die."

If you can't crack the sword technique, you will spare our lives? Is this Zhao Kuo just that capable?

Just as I was about to ask, Zhao Kuo had already explained: "I cannot destroy the bodies of my descendants, so I cannot break my body, so I will let you go."

When I heard this, I thought about it, and then I realized why the man in T-shirt reminded me that the girl in white was named Zhao.

It turned out that the T-shirt man was reminding me that she was Zhao Kuo's descendant.

Zhao Kuo, the Battle of Changping and descendants of the Zhao family, should have been an easy thing to connect with. But I didn't understand until now, and I really realized it later.

Thinking of Zhao Kuo as the ancestor of the girl in white, I suddenly had an idea and persuaded: "General Zhao, you are unwilling to hurt the bodies of future generations. It proves that you still have good thoughts. When will the revenge be repaid? What's more, everything that happened back then has changed. Bai Qi died long ago and Qin State was destroyed long ago. Why do you have to be obsessed with fighting and killing..."

"Hmph!" Zhao Kuo sneered: "You are not among the 400,000 people buried alive back then, so of course you can stand and speak without a pain in your back. If Bai Qi hadn't agreed to let go of the 400,000 people under my command, how could I lead the crowd to surrender?"

"But Bai Qi was traitorous and in the end, not only did he shoot me to death by arrows, but he also killed all 400,000 people under my command. If this revenge is not avenged, I will not be named Zhao."

Zhao Kuo's voice was loud, but it made me understand something that was not recorded in history books.

In history, it is only said that Zhao Kuo was shot to death by arrows when he broke through, but it is not said that Zhao Kuo was shot to death after surrendering.

The historical books even mentioned Zhao Kuo's surrender.

In this way, Zhao Kuo's experience seems to be a little more tragic than described in historical books.

"When King Zhao appointed me as the chief general, gave me a long sword and ordered me to lead my army to attack Qin. I received the king's order and had to go out to fight. In the end, the entire army was destroyed, and there was nothing to say."

I wanted to say something, but Zhao Kuo continued to talk: "But Bai Qi is extremely treacherous, which has caused my 450,000 army to be a ghost to return to my hometown! As the main general, I was buried deep in the soil. Today I will see the light of day, and I will avenge my millions of soldiers!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Kuo changed his mind: "...but, you are right, when will the revenge be revenged? I don't need to kill all the Qin people in the world, just kill enough for 450,000 to take revenge."

Hearing this, I laughed: "General Zhao isn't it a joke, right? Even if you find 450,000 people to line up for you to kill, I'm afraid it will take several months to finish the killing."

Before I could finish speaking, Zhao Kuo suddenly laughed arrogantly: "Don't forget that there are 450,000 unjust souls of Zhao's army here. Today happens to be the Zhongyuan Ghost Festival, the full moon night, it's time for the heroes of Zhao to see the light of day again!"

At this moment, I felt a cold feeling on my back, and cold sweat penetrated my clothes directly.

Damn it, no wonder the T-shirt man would rather not have money than take on this deadly business. It turned out that this sword actually involved 450,000 unjust souls.

Damn! But we only have three of us.

Is this going to stage a realistic version of the Lord of the Rings?

Yin Xinyue and I both turned pale and looked at the man in T-shirt at the same time, hoping that he would have a better solution.

The man in the T-shirt asked me what time it was. I looked at my phone and it happened to be exactly eleven o'clock.

"There is an hour left." The man in the T-shirt shook his head and said to me, "Let's go."

"Let's go?" I was a little stunned: "This guy wants to summon a army of 450,000 souls. If this succeeds, then the end of the world will not be possible?"

"So we have to stay away from Shanxi, the farther we are, the better."

What else do I want to say? The man in T-shirt suddenly gave me a wink. I knew that the man in T-shirt must have some plans, so he took Yin Xinyue and followed him obediently.

Zhao Kuo was indeed confident in his words and allowed us to go down the mountain and no longer take action.

We arrived at the foot of the mountain before we walked for a long time, but we seemed to have ignored it. The mountain was long been monitored by the army. As soon as we reached the foot of the mountain, we heard the sound of bullets loading for a while.

Four searchlights shone at the three of us at the same time, and a group of soldiers also pointed the black muzzle at us.

In desperation, we had to raise our hands to surrender.

"Who are you, how did you come out of the mountains?" a soldier asked viciously.

"We are the people sent by Company Commander Chen to investigate." I quickly explained.

"Impossible! No one can come down from the mountain."

“We are not ordinary people.”

"Oh? Are you not human?"

This sentence made me laugh and cry. The man in T-shirt whispered in my ear: "Save some time... there is still important things later!"

That being said, these soldiers obviously regarded us as evil spirits and monsters, and some were even ready to shoot.

Just as I was thinking about how to explain, I suddenly heard a roar of a car coming from a distance. When I opened my eyes, a Warrior Off-road vehicle drove far outside the barbed wire.

The soldiers guarding the gate knew the license plate and hurried forward to salute. Company Commander Chen walked down from the driver's seat and saw his soldiers holding guns one by one. He was so angry that he scolded: "What are you doing? Put the gun down for me."

The soldiers were indeed well-trained and put down their weapons.

Company Commander Chen ordered to open the iron gate. At this time, a smiling old monk walked down from the passenger seat. It was Zen Master Baimei!

I quickly stepped forward and said hello: "Zen Master Baimei, why are you here?"

Zen Master Baimei shook his head: "Amitabha, it's important, I have to come and see. This is not a place to talk. Get in the car first and talk while walking."

We got on the car right now, and the interior of the off-road vehicle was designed with a relatively spacious design and did not feel crowded.

After the car started, Zen Master Baimei said: "I was saving a tricky evil object abroad! But after receiving a message from a fellow junior high school, I told me to rush to Changping Village within three days, so I had to return to China."

I asked in surprise: "Do you already know about Zhao Kuo?"

"I knew it three years ago." Zen Master Baimei clasped his hands together: "Oh, when this Ten Thousand Soul Sword was dug out three years ago, I knew that this day would be there."

"Ten Thousand Soul Sword?" When I heard this name, I couldn't help but tremble.

"Yes, the Ten Thousand Soul Sword was originally a blood-seeming weapon. After the Battle of Changping, it absorbed the yin energy of 450,000 unjust souls. Once such an extremely yin and evil thing is unearthed, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"What should I do?" I asked anxiously.

Zen Master Baimei did not answer me, but asked the T-shirt man: "By the way, fellow Chuyi, have you met Zhao Kuo just now? Did he reveal his last wish in his words? If he had no last wish, he would not have endured thousands of years of suffering in the Ten Thousand Soul Sword."

"The last wish?" The T-shirt man thought for a while: "He said a last wish, which was to massacre 450,000 people before he could stop."

"This..." Zen Master Baimei fell into deep thought: "If I had the ability to sprinkle beans and become soldiers, it would be fine if I created 450,000 people to kill him."

I was surprised and happy when I heard this: "So, Master Baimei, do you have this ability?"

"It's a pity... Amitabha." Zen Master Baimei clasped his hands together: "I don't have that ability..."

I went, nothing was said!

Zen Master Baimei smiled and said, "But I have a way to prevent the forty-five thousand unjust souls from being resurrected."

I didn't understand what Zen Master Baimei meant, so I had to turn my eyes to the T-shirt man innocently.

The man in the T-shirt nodded slightly. He rolled down the car window and looked at the sky and said, "I'm afraid it won't work. Today's moon is too bright, and there are no clouds in the sky."

"What time is it?" Zen Master Baimei actually asked the same question as a T-shirt man.

I looked at my phone: "Eleventh twenty."

"Maybe I can catch up." After saying that, Zen Master Baimei took out a cell phone and made a phone call with hands-free.

After the phone rang, it was connected: "Zen Master Baimei, is there anything wrong with it so late?"

"Is something wrong." Zen Master Baimei said solemnly: "Old Wang, you are trying your best to break the relationship between the Air Force. Within half an hour, I will be covered with dark clouds over Changping Village."

"This... Master, are you kidding? Where did you ask me to find the Air Force?"

Zen Master Baimei said firmly: "Time is urgent. If it is one step late, I am afraid that the entire Changping Village will no longer exist tomorrow."

"What?" The man didn't expect it to be so serious, but judging from his tone, he obviously believed in what Zen Master Baimei said.

The other party just hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, why do you want artificial rain?"
Chapter completed!