It was like a ship. A part was replaced every day. After a few years, the whole ship would be brand new, and there would be no more parts that belonged to the original ship.
It was the same in this country. From the king to the commoners, both men and women were man-made.
Lan Mu made up his mind and followed the guards to the edge of the town.
A few outsiders were scattered everywhere, but it was obvious that some people were restless. They were now gathered in a certain house.
The scattered people were quickly caught and were unable to resist.
The rest of the people gathered together and were gradually surrounded.
"Are they not alert at all?" Lan Mu was speechless as he looked at the group of people who were still chatting.
These were people who had not lost their passion. They all dreamed of finding Shambhala or the temple, but disappeared in the snow mountain.
Raleigh even found his grandfather's friend who was trapped here eighty years ago.
"Run!" Most of the outsiders who were caught squatted on the ground numbly. Only an old foreign man suddenly shouted, warning the house.
The house suddenly quieted down. Some people had realized what had happened.
"Is it another purge? Oh my God! "
Some people who seemed to have experienced a purge turned pale in an instant.
"Shh!"
Fang Moqi exclaimed softly and listened attentively. Then he immediately jumped on the roof and looked carefully.
Dozens of guards surrounded them. The person who had just warned them had been hacked to death and was lying in a pool of blood.
Fang Moqi frowned and ran back and said, "There are twenty-seven people surrounding us. They have caught many people!"
"Are you sure it's people? Run from the back door! If it's people, we can still escape. If it's monsters, we can only wait for death! "An old man shouted.
Another old man said, "No, no, no! Surrender! When we surrendered, he spared our lives. "
Looking at this group of old explorers who had been here for decades, they had no backbone. They either wanted to escape or surrender.
Raleigh and the others looked at each other. They were arrogant and wanted to argue.
Fang Moqi ambushed at the door and said softly, "What is a purge? Make it clear! "
The escapee ignored him and slipped out of the back door.
The man who had made up his mind to surrender stayed and said, "The king of Shambhala hates us outsiders very much. Previously, a group of explorers brought in weapons, but they were all killed by the monsters he summoned."
"In the past few decades, there have been several batches of teams with advanced weapons. Some of them are from your country, but most of them are still white. But no matter who it is, as long as they enter with weapons, they will be killed! "
"That's King Kong! A living King Kong! He's the guardian deity of their sect. He has three heads and six arms and is invulnerable to swords and spears. He can destroy a house with a single punch! "
Listening to the old men talking, Rayleigh and the others were still confused, but Fang Moqi already understood.
The king wielded a supernatural force!
The people from Hidden Dragon and CANC that came in that year were all killed by the king!
The rest of the outsiders were just explorers from different countries who had come to find Shambhala.
"Creak …"
The guard flung open the door and barged in.
Fang Moqi somersaulted down from the sky and punched the back of the guard's head.
The guard fell to the ground, but he still wanted to fight back. He waved his long sword at Fang Moqi.
Fang Moqi used the Sword Snatching Technique and easily snatched the opponent's weapon into his hands.
However, more guards rushed in from the door, and at the same time, screams came from the back door.
The guards began to kill, and those who escaped were simply futile.
Those people were all well-known explorers with extraordinary skills, but time was a butcher's knife, and they were all old now.
The guards raised their swords, and blood splattered everywhere.
"Why? Isn't Shambhala a pure land? Why do you want to kill us? "The blonde man from Rayleigh's team couldn't believe it. The dream in his heart seemed to be shattered.
An old man who was kneeling on the ground raised his hands in surrender smiled bitterly and said, "Pure land? To this so-called 'pure land', we are all filth … "
"F * ck!" Rayleigh shouted and dodged the attack of a guard. After a few defensive counterattacks, he knocked down the guard.
"Don't think too much, we are not weak. Kill!" Rayleigh grabbed the sword and killed the guard in one go.
Therefore, Lei Li's team rushed forward and fought with the group of guards.
This group of guards was not weak, and there were many of them. Other than Rayleigh, the others were struggling.
Suddenly!
Someone exclaimed, "Zhao Wei! You are Zhao Wei! "
The one who spoke was Fang Moqi. He was the most relaxed person in the room. As long as he wanted, no one was his opponent.
However, he saw an acquaintance among the guards and was surprised.
That person was a member of Qianlong's team who explored the snow mountain with him, and the only one who went missing. He didn't expect that at this moment, he would become a guard of Shambhala and want to kill him!
"How could this be? Is he the Zhao Wei that I know? "
An old man smiled bitterly and said, "The Zhao Wei you know is dead. I remember this person. When he first came to Shambhala, because he refused to surrender, he was killed by the Guardian Vajra. His body was taken away and made into guards."
"What? You're saying that these guards are made of corpses? "Fang Moqi was furious.
He saw many faces of the Hua people in this group of guards. Obviously, the several groups of Qianlong's team that went missing in the snow mountain were all killed by the king and made into guards with their corpses!
Fang Moqi held the long sword in his hand and trembled slightly.
The two guards didn't care what he was thinking and rushed up to subdue him.
Fang Moqi let out a long sigh, blocked, and instantly killed them.
With two thuds, the two corpses fell to the ground.
"Brothers, rest in peace …"
Fang Moqi's face was solemn, and he rushed into the crowd with his sword and began to cut the grass.
Rayleigh and the others had just finished off the enemies in front of them, and when they looked again, most of the guards had been killed.
The remaining five guards were terrified. It was not that they didn't have feelings, but it was that a long time had worn away their feelings. At this moment, they finally felt the excitement that they had never experienced since they were born. They finally understood what fear and shock were.
They turned together and ran towards the palace to report the situation here to the king.
Fang Moqi silently watched them leave. He was not in a hurry to chase after them, but he first put the corpses together.
The white old men who kneeled on the ground and surrendered were stunned. They hurriedly stood up and exclaimed, "You're the bodyguard of the country's leader?"
Fang Moqi ignored him, and Rayleigh explained, "Mr. Charlie, he's a hunter."
"Hunter?" Old man Charlie was an explorer, and of course, he knew about the existence of hunters. In fact, the hunter profession was at its peak in the 19th century. When the American continent was conquered, hunters and explorers contributed greatly.
Fang Moqi put away the corpses and said with the sword, "The king … must die!"
After that, he turned and asked, "Mr. Charlie, take me to the king!"
Charlie and the other old men who were planning to surrender were terrified, "Don't! Don't think that you're so powerful. Humans can never defeat the guardian king kong! "
"Yeah! Let's take advantage of this opportunity and run! Hide in the snow mountain. Anyway, there are abundant resources everywhere. Maybe we can survive. "Another old man said.
The explorers who surrendered could never forget their nightmarish experience. They were completely frightened by the king. The older they got, the more timid they became. Their ambitions were all gone.
However, Rayleigh and the others were at their peak. They were young and aggressive, and Fang Moqi had shown amazing strength. They all looked at him and said.
"Shugman! Let us end the king's rule! "
They held the long swords of the guards and decided to follow Fang Moqi to overthrow the king.
"Impossible! Why don't you believe us? In the past, groups of people challenged the king's rule. They even used all kinds of weapons of mass destruction. Didn't they all fail in the end? "The explorers who surrendered tried to persuade.
Fang Moqi growled, "Stop talking. Tell me, where is the king?"
The old men still wanted to persuade, but Charlie suddenly stopped everyone. He sighed and said, "The king almost never leaves the palace. He must be there now!"
Fang Moqi turned and left. Rayleigh and the others followed.
Many nearby residents were alarmed by the shouting and killing. At this moment, they leaned against the window and looked at them with numb faces.
They knew that this group of outsiders was going to challenge the king's authority again, but they didn't care about it at all. It was as if the rebellion was just a farce. Even their curiosity couldn't be aroused.
Lan Mu followed in the dark. He didn't want them to go to the palace.
"To be able to destroy Qianlong and CANC's exploration team, the king must have a very powerful trump card. Old Fang definitely can't deal with it."
Although he thought so, Lan Mu didn't intend to stop Fang Moqi.
As Fang Moqi said, the king must die.
This was also in line with Lan Mu's interests.
…
In the palace, the king was furious. His bronze mirror was lost. This was a big deal!
However, so many of the guards he sent were destroyed by the outsiders. How audacious!
"A group of demons who insulted the Pure Land!"
The king was furious. He held a writing brush and walked to the garden facing the palace gate. There were a lot of Vajra sculptures here.
He reached out and gave a finishing touch to a three-meter-tall sculpture. In an instant, the sculpture that was originally a dead object suddenly moved. Its eyes were wide open!
The Vajra sculpture had six legs, six faces, and twelve arms. It held numerous staffs and had a bull's head and black skin.
Its hair stood up. Its appearance was terrifying and intimidating. It had a huge mouth and angry lines on its eyebrows. It was yellow and looked like a raging fire.
"Mighty Vajra! Please subdue the evil spirit! "
The king shouted proudly. At the same time, he began to decorate other sculptures with his writing brush. In addition to the Vajra, there were also various stone lions, stone bears, stone eagles …
In the end, he came to a four-meter-long stone dragon that stretched on a rockery.
He concentrated and outlined the stone dragon's eyes with his writing brush. It was the finishing touch.
The stone dragon let out a rumble and opened its eyes.
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