A Cai's work The Emperor's Phoenix: Abandoned Concubine The Emperor's Phoenix: Abandoned Concubine Volume 1 1940 Anger, this imperial mausoleum is full of blood

The further they went, the hotter the Feng Li Wang Ling that was placed close to their body became, and the more anxious Feng Qingchen's steps became. The ghost soldiers around her became fewer and fewer, and it seemed that they did not dare to approach her, let alone attack her.

Feng Qingchen realized something was wrong and stopped immediately. He looked around and confirmed that there were no ghost soldiers attacking. Feng Qingchen did not have time to think about it and shouted to the Ninth Uncle who was not far away: "The ghost general may be here."

When the Ninth Prince heard this, he changed direction without hesitation and ran towards Feng Qingchen.

The two were not far apart, and after a few breaths, the Ninth Prince landed beside Feng Qingchen.

As soon as the Ninth Prince appeared, the ghost soldiers stepped forward again, but before they could make a move, they froze again, as if they were afraid of something.

"Are they afraid of you?" The Ninth Prince understood at a glance.

Feng Qingchen nodded, with a puzzled look on his face: "It seems so. Don't ask me the reason. I don't know why. The closer we get to this place, the more afraid these ghost soldiers are of me. They don't even dare to get close to me."

The Ninth Prince decisively did not ask, but the look in his eyes when he looked at Feng Qingchen had a hint of special meaning.

Feng Qingchen didn't know, maybe he understood, but... He opened his mouth, but in the end the Ninth Prince said nothing.

Feng Qingchen glanced at the Ninth Uncle, and without asking any further questions, he pointed ahead and said, "Let's go forward, the ghost general should be inside."

There are several hills in front, just like ordinary cemetery mounds, except that there are no tombstones.

The Ninth Prince vaguely guessed something and naturally would not refuse. He continued forward with Feng Qingchen. Xuan Shaoqi and the Eighteen Riders saw this and followed closely behind to kill them.

With Feng Qingchen leading the way, the ghost soldiers did not dare to stop them. Soon, the group reached the largest hill. There was a hole similar to a door on the side of the hill. Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince looked at each other. The Ninth Prince walked in first and signaled Xuan Shaoqi to take people to guard outside.

Unlike the narrow and short entrance of the cave, once you step inside, it feels like an ordinary room. No sunlight comes in, but there are several luminous pearls inlaid on the ceiling and around the sides, so it is not dark at all.

There were several stone chairs lined up on both sides, and in the middle there was a large chair with a "man" in armor sitting on it.

The reason why he was called a "human" was because the "corpse" was well preserved and had been "looking" at them. Although his eyes were dull and without a trace of light, the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen were certain that this "human" was looking at them.

"Ghost general?" The Ninth Prince called out tentatively, but the "person" did not react at all. He just continued to stare at them, or rather, stared at Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen found that the "person" in front of her actually gave her a sense of familiarity. As the distance between the two sides shortened, the Fengli King Order became increasingly hot. Feng Qingchen took out the Fengli King Order from her arms and asked tentatively, "Are you looking for this?"

Feng Qingchen didn't know if the corpse had any thoughts or feelings, so he could only try to extend the Fengli King Order in front of the corpse to see if it would have any effect. The result was...

With a clang, a pitch-black token fell out of the armored man. Feng Qingchen glanced at him, lowered his head to pick it up, and found that the token was well preserved, with the words "Feng Li" engraved on it.

"What is this?" Feng Qingchen handed the token to the Ninth Uncle. The Ninth Uncle only took a look and knew that his guess was true: "The Fengli clan's military token is only possessed by the general. With this token, he can mobilize less than 30,000 soldiers. The Fengli clan can only have five such military tokens." From this, it can be seen how high the status of the person in front of them is in the Fengli clan if he is still alive.

"In other words, the person in front of me... is the great general of the Fengli clan?" Feng Qingchen finally understood why the Fengli King's Order became hot. When the military talisman came into her hands, the Fengli King's Order had returned to normal.

"Yes." The Ninth Prince had guessed this result outside, so he was not surprised. Instead, Feng Qingchen couldn't believe it: "How could the general of the Fengli clan be the ghost general who guarded the tomb of the previous dynasty? Are those soldiers outside also soldiers of the Fengli clan?"

Feng Qingchen's voice was trembling, and even contained a hint of anger and murderous intent.

"No surprises, it should be." Using the Fengli clan's generals and soldiers as ghost generals and ghost soldiers to guard the mausoleum shows that the Fengli clan was not always so powerful in the previous dynasty, making the royal family wary.

"The Fengli clan protects the country for the Lan family, but the Lan family actually used people from my Fengli clan to refine them into living dead." Feng Qingchen enunciated each word with great emphasis, his eyes emitting a murderous aura.

People are like this. Before, Feng Qingchen didn't know the relationship between these living dead and the Fengli tribe. He just sympathized with these ghost soldiers and felt sorry for them. But now that he knew that these ghost soldiers were all soldiers of the Fengli tribe, Feng Qingchen only felt angry and wanted to destroy this imperial tomb.

“Everyone in the world knows that the Fengli tribe is good at fighting. If the ghost general guarding the tomb is a general of the Fengli tribe, his power will naturally be stronger than that of General Puteng.” The emperor must have the best of everything, even in death.

There were at least hundreds of thousands of people buried with the dead in the imperial tombs of the previous dynasty, and the number of people from the Fengli clan was not that large.

"If the king wants his subject to die, the subject must die. Countless people have been buried with the king since ancient times." Feng Qingchen slowly closed his eyes and suppressed the anger and murderous intent in his heart.

The previous dynasty was destroyed, and it would be useless for her to be angry. She couldn't seek revenge on the Ninth Prince, who didn't even recognize the previous dynasty, right?

Moreover, she didn't know which emperor did this.

"Do you know when the ghost generals in the imperial mausoleum first appeared?" Feng Qingchen's voice was a little choked, and he must have felt very uncomfortable.

The Ninth Prince sighed secretly and embraced Feng Qingchen: "I don't know. The Fengli clan members don't seem to know about this matter. I guess the emperor at that time did it very secretly, and no one in the outside world knows about it."

"If the Fengli people knew, they would have rebelled long ago." Feng Qingchen believed that no living person would sit idly by and do nothing if they knew that their loved ones had become half-dead.

The Fengli people are loyal to the emperor and have no ambition to become emperor. They are willing to die on the battlefield, but they also said that they can accept such a shameful death.

"This imperial mausoleum is covered in blood." It would take countless people to build such a magnificent building, and those who built the imperial mausoleum all ended up dead.

"From now on, I will not build an imperial mausoleum, and my descendants will not be allowed to build an imperial mausoleum in the future." This was the only thing the Ninth Uncle could do. The imperial mausoleum of the previous dynasty had already been built, and they could not change what had already happened.

"Yeah." Feng Qingchen nodded gently, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and silently adjusted her emotions. When Feng Qingchen opened her eyes again, except for the redness in the corners of her eyes, there was no sign of her abnormality.

Feng Qingchen pushed the Ninth Uncle aside, walked forward alone, and walked in front of the ghost general. He announced calmly: "Since you are the general of the Fengli clan, and you cannot decide your own future, then, your future will be decided by me for you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Qingchen placed the knife in his hand on the ghost general's neck...