Wang Zan was so determined that his calves were a little cramped, and Chang Kun next to him was obviously powerless. If Song Laohu was determined to fight them, they would definitely have to be abandoned here.

Here, don’t talk about any laws and rules. These descendants of the Qing Dynasty only have their own luck in their eyes. Moreover, he, Wu Sheng and Chang Kun broke into the Forbidden City in Shengjing without permission. The other party’s identity was just a fighter. After discovering that they were self-defense, they would ignore it first.

If they really call the police, wouldn’t you have to be numb?

Song Laohu's expression changed in a cloudy and sunny manner, and Wang Zan and Chang Kun were both sweating.

After a stalemate for a while, the other party suddenly asked Chang Kun: "Little boy, you are good at it. I have always been rare. I don't know who you are studying for?"

Chang Kun was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "If you want to fight, you will still raise..."

"Pa" Wang Zan stretched out his feet and kicked him angrily, gritted his teeth and whispered: "Are you a tiger? People are asking someone to give you a step. Wouldn't you borrow a donkey to go downhill? You have to fight him to the end, and then we were both hit and loosen your stubbornness quickly."

Wang Zan was really convinced. This wine Mengzi was so honest that she couldn't be more honest. Can't you still hear what the other party said?

Wang Zan also realized that Song Laohu was in a difficult situation at this time, and both sides were frozen here, but it was estimated that the other party was also suppressed by Wang Zan's words just now, so at this time, there would be a chance to buffer.

Undoubtedly, Song Laohu took the initiative to ask Chang Kun who he was, just because both sides were martial arts masters, and then saw if there could be any connection point.

To put it bluntly, this is forcing a picture and giving a step.

Chang Kun suddenly realized and said, "I am from Changjiazhuang, Changshan."

"Huh?" Song Laohu looked at him and nodded and said, "What am I saying? Your skills must be very good. I didn't expect you to be from Changshan. It's no wonder. I went to Changjiazhuang before I was guarding the palace many years ago. I went to Changjiazhuang for several days, hang out for martial arts competitions. In this way, I have a good time with you."

Wang Zan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, his calves were not cramped, but Chang Kun's expression was still a little stiff and strange. It seemed that for him, it seemed that it was a bit uneasy to mention this to break up this festival.

Song Laohu then said to Wang Zan: "Although there is an old thing, this matter cannot be forgotten. After all, you have moved the luck of the Qing Dynasty. I did not guard the Forbidden City of Shengjing. This is my dereliction of duty. There are things that cannot be argued between emotion and reason."

"Can you borrow a favor?"

"Why do you still?"

Wang Zan thought for a while, then slowly said: "The dragon vein of the Qing Dynasty controls the fortune of the Qing Dynasty. Although the dynasty changes, there is no longer any statement that the rise of the Qing Dynasty will be. But I just said that the fortune of the Qing Dynasty is related to the descendants of the royal family. Give me this favor. In a few years in the future, I will maintain the fortune of the dragon vein for you, one by one, can I change it? "

The Qing Dynasty is gone, and it is impossible to reappear the glory of the dynasty. What was the past is the past. However, the descendants of the Qing Dynasty now have to have at least about 100,000 in various parts of the world. The development of these people is actually related to this luck. Not to mention other places, just among some celebrities in various fields in China, there are many royal children. Although many of them have changed their surnames, the blood of the Qing Dynasty is still flowing in their bones.

If these people want to develop rapidly in the future, and their descendants will inherit the fortune from the dragon vein of the Qing Dynasty. Wang Zan said that he would maintain this luck for them, and this favor would be quite good. After all, if you find some Feng Shui masters to maintain it, the cost will be very high.

When Song Laohu heard this, he nodded and said "Okay". The other party seemed to think that this transaction was quite matched. After all, the strand of dragon energy that Wang Zan had just released in the dragon's hole was actually not a big deal. To put it bluntly, the previous dragon vein was damaged or had some chance, which caused the dragon energy to leak. The only difference was that this time it was artificial.

Wang Zan immediately bowed and said, "Thank you..."

Chang Kun sighed quietly with his hands behind his back, and said in a little downright despair: "Actually, sometimes I don't know what I insist on and what the meaning is, but there is no way. These are all admonitions left by our ancestors. If the palace is there, someone must guard it!"

The people who guard the cemetery actually have the same meaning in essence as the people who guard the tomb, but the essence is very different.

Those who guard the imperial tomb or old tombs are because the corpses of ancestors are under the tombs, and they can come to worship during festivals and festivals. As the saying goes, never forget your ancestors and never forget your roots.

But as for the guard, this palace has been confiscated and has been established in the country. The children of the Qing Dynasty will not be so stupid that they think that this is still the only acre of three-part land in their own homes. Even for ten or twenty or even decades, there may not be anyone here to see it. So what do you think Song Laohu guards?

If the Qing Dynasty was still there, it might be fine. Those masters in the inner world guarded the people in the palace and the emperor, but now they have changed their dynasties for many years, and things have changed a lot. The guardian really has no meaning at all.

But there is no way. This is the ancestor's memorial. Song Laohu and his descendants will always be a master of the inner world in this empty palace.

Song Laohu turned his head lonely, and then disappeared into the Dazheng Hall. I don’t know how many years he will have to stay in the Forbidden City to continue to stick to this ancestral property that he doesn’t know whether it is worth it or not.

Wang Zan, Chang Kun and Wu Sheng looked at him with no shadow and walked out of the palace.

This time, they walked through the gate and did not climb over the wall.

Standing outside the Forbidden City of Shengjing, there were no people coming and going on the street. It was late at night and midnight. It was so troublesome that the whole day had come.

"Where are going down?" Wu Sheng hesitated and asked, "If I still implicate you so much, I might as well let it go and stop struggling."

Wang Zan looked at him and asked, "You're not sure?"

"It's a bit unpredictable, and I think it's too incredible. What you did today has simply subverted the education I received in my life for nearly twenty years, and my faith over the years..."

Wu Sheng actually doesn't want to deal with his own problems now. He is just thinking about it. It turns out that this world has such a different side from the world he usually sees.
Chapter completed!