The strongest college of the heavens

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"Shen Wansan, distribute the shovels to everyone."

"Ready to dig!"

Chapter 134 I Have a Dream【Add more updates for the lord 'Dead Leaf Sirius'】

"Dean, the location has been determined, and the entrance to the mausoleum should be here."

Uncle Jiu, Daoist Yimei, Xiaoyaozi, Huang Yaoshi and others were observing the feng shui topography of Cixi's Mausoleum. After a short discussion, Xiaoyaozi handed over a blueprint to Shen Wen.

"Then the four of you will direct the others to dig."

Shen Wen took a rough look and returned the blueprint to Xiaoyaozi.

The amount of work is a bit large, and he needs to call in some helpers.

"Notify the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple and let them come over."

The first thing Shen Wen thought of was the Eighteen Bronze Men in the Condor Shooting World. The Eighteen Bronze Men are all masters of external skills, strong in physique, and good at all work.

World of Condor Shooting, Shaolin Temple.

"A mission to enter another world?"

Abbot of Shaolin Temple Kucheng and other eighteen bronze figures received Shen Wen's notice, all of them looked excited and their hearts were full of anticipation.

Except for Shangguan Jinhong who besieged Xiao Li Feidao's world last time, they never had the chance to enter other worlds to perform missions.

"Line up here!"

Abbot Kucheng waited for the eighteen bronze figures to enter the world of Mr. Zombie, and Shen Wansan called him over.

"queue?"

Abbot Kucheng waited for the Eighteen Bronze Men to look around, and saw students and teachers from Zhutian College, one by one, coming to Shen Wansan to receive brand new shovels one by one.

"This time the task is to excavate Cixi's Mausoleum. Some people are short of manpower, so I ask you to come and help."

Shen Wen explained.

"Dig the tomb?"

"The Empress Dowager Cixi seems to be the Empress Dowager of the Qing Dynasty?"

"Are we digging for treasure?"

"Amitabha, sin, sin!"

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As a subsidiary force of Zhutian Academy, Shaolin Temple in the Condor Shooting World naturally has the opportunity to come into contact with some classics of Zhutian Academy. They still know a little about the 5000-year history of Daxia Kingdom.

Although I feel a little sorry for the teachings of the Buddha, the dean has ordered them to go against the teachings of the Buddha and obey the arrangements of the dean.

"Our goal is not the treasure, but the ghost king in the underground."

Shen Wen shook his head slightly and said.

According to some documents, the tomb of Empress Dowager Cixi is indeed a very large treasure.

During the period of the Republic of China, Sun Dianying led an army to blow up the Eastern Tomb of the Qing Dynasty. In the tomb of the Empress Dowager Cixi, he stole a large amount of treasures, and dozens of carts were pulled with gold, silver and jewelry.

Some people estimate that the treasures in Cixi's coffin are worth 5000 million taels of silver, the most in the world.

The value of the entire mausoleum is beyond imagination.

"Ghost King?"

Abbot Kucheng and others took the shovel handed over by Shen Wansan, with a somewhat surprised look on their faces.

"After Cixi's death, she turned into a fierce ghost. With the accumulation of Fengshui treasure land, she has become a ghost king. We are digging the passage to the underground palace."

Shen Wansan explained based on what Shen Wen and others said before.

"Ghost King?"

"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell!"

The Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple, who were still holding the mentality of doing whatever the dean asked us to do, suddenly felt a surge of emotion and full of motivation.

Hell!

They were actually able to see ghosts with their own eyes, which really excited them.

As for whether they will be killed by ghosts, they are not worried. There is a dean sitting here, as well as teachers and students of Zhutian Academy, which is safer than their Shaolin Temple.

"Why is it suddenly cold?"

Every time the Eighteen Bronze Men make a move, their clothes will burst, so they wear the cheapest and thinnest coarse clothes, but their bodies are very strong, and they can't feel the cold even in winter.

However, they suddenly felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, the hairs on their bodies stood upside down, and they felt a deep chill in their hearts.

"You are a ghost, Kayako, you don't have a real body, so you don't need to dig, just wait by your side."

At this moment, they heard Shen Wansan speaking to a white figure floating on the ground with his toes off the ground behind them.

"Guru~"

The Eighteenth Bronze Man in the last place only felt as if the blood in his whole body was frozen, and it was as if he was carrying a piece of thousand-year-old ice behind his back, which froze his bone marrow.

His neck was a little stiff and he turned his head slowly, only to see a pair of black eyes full of resentment and coldness, and he exchanged a glance with the female ghost, as if seeing the most terrifying and dark scene in the world.

"That one is a zombie, you can take a closer look."

As Shen Wansan spoke, he pointed to the little zombie in the world with one eyebrow.

"Zombie?"

The gazes of the eighteen bronze men all turned to the same direction again, looking at the little zombie jumping happily there, everyone felt very lucky.

How could they have the opportunity to meet real ghosts if they hadn't become affiliated forces of All Heavens Academy?

Even get up close and personal with these ghosts.

"I wonder if there are any other strange students?"

Abbot Kucheng waited for the eighteen bronze men to take the shovel, and under the command of Uncle Jiu, Daoist Yimei and others, they quickly dug the soil while observing the students around them.

They found that many people in the crowd were meeting them for the first time.