117: Brother Zheng was afraid that he would turn into a corpse, so he suppressed himself!

Everyone: "Holy crap!?"

"Dig out Brother Zheng?"

"Zhao Tuo was originally a great general under Brother Zheng."

"After Brother Zheng was gone, he established himself as the King of Nanyue, and later pledged allegiance to the Han Dynasty."

Zhou Yang chuckled.

"Regardless of whether he betrayed Brother Zheng or not, just the fact that he wants to revive for eternal life and vie for the world means he's looking for death!"

"Don't forget, he once said..."

"Qin Zheng is without the Dao, and the Central Plains are in chaos. Panyu, relying on its mountainous terrain and blocking the South Sea, spans thousands of miles from east to west. This is also the master of a province and can establish a nation."

"Those who know, know he was talking about the policies of Qin Er Shi. Those who don't know might think he was saying King Qin Zheng was without the Dao."

Zhou Yang smiled indifferently, "Besides, the soldiers under him were originally Old Qin People."

"If Brother Zheng comes, do you think his soldiers would be loyal to Brother Zheng or Zhao Tuo?"

Zhou Yang grinned, "This is the simplest method!"

Everyone: (ーー;)

Indeed, digging out Brother Zheng is the simplest solution.

But aren't you afraid that Brother Zheng might suddenly want to relive the feeling of ruling the world, and then lead 200,000 zombies to conquer it directly?

"No need to fear that!"

Zhou Yang waved his hand, "We can tell Brother Zheng..."

"Brother Zheng, you are the First Emperor through the ages; you created everything for Huaxia."

"But later generations were not up to par. During the Qing Dynasty..."

"Overseas barbarians bullied us!"

"We called out to heaven, but it didn't answer; we called out to earth, but it didn't respond..."

"Brother Zheng, later generations have always wondered, why didn't someone give you a world map?"

"Tang Sanzang's flesh grants eternal life, and he traveled 108,000 li. Why didn't he end up in Brother Zheng's mouth..."

"Say a few more good words, and trick Brother Zheng into fighting abroad."

Zhou Yang raised an eyebrow, "With the demeanor of our ancestor, he's sure to wipe out the foreign countries!"

With such a group of Protagonists, once the intelligence-reducing halo activates, who knows if the ancestor can hold on.

Everyone: "..."

You, Zhou Yang, even dare to trick the First Emperor.

However, this is also a method.

Even if there are international disputes then... but what does it have to do with us?

The things our ancestor decided, we, his descendants, are not qualified to stop!

Right?

"He might not be able to be dug out!"

Zhang Xiao suddenly spoke.

Everyone looked at Zhang Xiao curiously.

"I heard my dad talk about this..."

"Of all the imperial tombs throughout history, only the First Emperor's tomb has never been plundered!"

"Even Cao Mengde, with his seventy-two suspicious tombs, although his tomb hasn't been found, it's possible it was plundered long ago!"

Zhang Xiao said.

Zhou Yang nodded, "I know that. After Cao Cao's tomb was discovered, DNA confirmed that the corpse bones inside belonged to Cao Cao when he was young!"

Everyone: "..."

You still dare to believe what the experts say?

"The First Emperor's tomb cannot be opened, nor should it be opened!"

Zhang Xiao said, "Because, from the moment King Qin Zheng ascended the throne, he began constructing his own tomb!"

"The Terracotta Warriors... those were Old Qin People who died in battle."

"From the very beginning, the First Emperor planned to build countless feng shui restrictions within his tomb!"

"It wasn't to prevent grave robbers, but rather..."

Zhang Xiao exhaled, "The ancestor was afraid that he would die and resurrect as a zombie, bringing disaster to the world!"

"The ancestor suppressed himself!"

"It can't be opened!"

Zhang Xiao gave a wry smile, "The formation restrictions, as time passes and they absorb spiritual energy, will only grow stronger!"

"So, the ancestor never intended to come out alive from the start!"

"Unless there's a great change in heaven and earth!"

Zhang Xiao shook his head, "He can't be dug out!"

Everyone fell silent.

So Brother Zheng... "May I ask, Little Celestial Master, are there any methods to restrain feng shui restrictions?"

Zhou Yang pondered for a moment, then asked.

"Filth!"

Zhang Xiao said lightly, "Using filthy things can pollute feng shui restrictions."

"Then it's settled!"

Zhou Yang clapped his hands and looked at Shen Xueling, "Sister Ling, I've thought of a way!"

"What way?"

Shen Xueling asked in surprise.

Zhou Yang pointed at the mountain range and smiled calmly, "Didn't Zhang Xiao see the twelve converging points of dragon energy?"

"From those twelve places, dig a tomb shaft directly connected to the burial chamber!"

"Our Huaxia has 1.4 billion people..."

"There's plenty of that yellow and white 'GoldenKela' (fertilizer), right!"

Zhou Yang smiled slightly, "We can't pour these things into Brother Zheng's First Emperor's Mausoleum, but Zhao Tuo's..."

"Jie jie jie!"

Zhou Yang laughed arrogantly.

Everyone's eyes widened, petrified on the spot.

You want to pour urine and feces into Zhao Tuo's mausoleum?

Holy crap!

Zhang Xiao was dumbfounded.

This way, all of Zhao Tuo's feng shui restrictions would be broken.

He still wants to revive?

Revive my ass!

"We just can't use nuclear bombs."

"Otherwise, just open a hole, throw a nuclear bomb in and detonate it, and what's left for Zhao Tuo to revive?"

Zhou Yang said with a smile.

Everyone gave a thumbs up.

Awesome!

"I can mobilize the army and aim tanks at the exit..."

"If any zombies come out, blast them right back!"

Shen Xueling's eyes lit up, "Two birds with one stone, perfect!"

Those feces and urine can also serve as fertilizer, nourishing the mountains and the earth.

"Let's do it!"

Shen Xueling immediately pulled out her phone, "I'll inform Grandpa right now and have him issue an order here!"

Everyone nodded as well.

Zhao Tuo, this two-thousand-year-old man turned zombie, originally seemed difficult to deal with.

But now it seems... oh ho ho!

He might not even be able to wake up.

"Sirs and young ladies, could you please take a look at me first?"

"Am I, this old bag of bones, just going to lie on the ground, ignored by everyone?"

Uncle Yang looked up at the sky, complaining speechlessly.

Everyone then came back to their senses and looked at Uncle Yang.

"Uncle Yang, how do you feel now?"

Ye Chen carefully nudged Uncle Yang's shoulder, "Have you lost your sanity, do you have a desire for blood?"

"No!"

Uncle Yang immediately retorted, "My limbs are just stiff, and I can't move!"

"Strange!"

Zhang Xiao examined Uncle Yang, "Uncle Yang's neck was indeed bitten by a zombie. But I've never seen this type of zombie."

"Zombies are also known as moving corpses, shadow walkers, or walking corpses."

"According to classification, they can be divided into eighteen types; according to rank, they are divided into eight types: purple zombie, white zombie, green zombie, hairy zombie, flying zombie, wandering corpse, lurking corpse, and un-decaying bone."

Zhang Xiao stared at Uncle Yang curiously, "Brother, you have more knowledge than I do. What rank of zombie do you think you are now?"

Uncle Yang: "..."

"I think I've become the true ancestor of zombies."

Uncle Yang tried hard to roll his eyes.

"Also, although I, Uncle Yang, am old, and my strength is only a tiny bit left..."

"But beating all of you is not a problem!"

Uncle Yang looked at everyone and said calmly, "I didn't even react before I was bitten!"

"Do you think I might have encountered one of the Four Great Zombie Ancestors?"

Uncle Yang said indifferently.

Everyone: "..."

Uncle Yang, you can beat us?

Why don't we believe it at all?

And the Four Great Ancestors... even a Great Luo Immortal descending to the mortal world might not be able to defeat the Four Great Ancestors.

Just go to bed.

"A True Ancestor's eyes are golden, but your eyes are still black, Brother!"

Zhang Xiao said.

"Distinguish by eyes?"

Zhou Yang perked up, "I understand, I understand, red, green, yellow, blue, white, black! A True Ancestor's eyes are clearly red."

"Ma Xiaoling's long legs..."

Zhou Yang: "*Slurp*!"

Everyone: "..."

You should watch less TV; it's better than anything else.

Shen Xueling: *Hmph!*

Aren't my legs long?

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