Chapter 340
"With no expression and lifeless face, I guess even if it's not a puppet, it's not much different. But real puppets usually don't show their true faces. They usually wear armor or masks." Huang Rong thought carefully and said.
"Wait, you said they usually wear armor and masks." Li Hao was shocked and asked quickly.
"Yes, didn't I tell you about this?" Huang Rong blinked, as if I had said it!
"Xing'er, send the bronze mask man fragments you collected." Li Hao's voice appeared directly in the ears of Xing'er who was taking care of Yang Yan in the carriage behind.
"What's wrong?" Yang Yan saw Xing'er suddenly in a daze and couldn't help asking.
"The young master asked me to send those bronze mask man fragments to him." Xing'er said.
I collected the fragments secretly, and Li Hao had already confronted Zhu Wusi at that time. How did he know that I had this thing?
"Send it quickly, maybe he can use it." Yang Yan said.
"Okay, Miss." Xing'er sighed.
Originally, she found that these bronze fragments were very good materials, and thought that they would be very good for making a few daggers or short swords, so she secretly collected some, and even spent a lot of money to exchange some from the soldiers who were dealt with.
After all, according to what the young lady said, the inside of the Emperor's Mausoleum in Death Valley is a bronze world, and ordinary weapons can't hurt the bronze man at all. If they use their own bronze to make weapons, they may have unexpected gains.
"Sir, these are the fragments of the bronze man." Xing'er wrapped a few fragments in red cloth and sent them over.
"Thank you for your hard work." Li Hao reached out and patted her buttocks, indicating.
"Sir, when will my young lady be able to recover." Xing'er asked in a low voice.
"Don't worry, within half a month! Wait until the evening to change her medicine, and then I will check her carefully." Li Hao blinked at Xing'er, and the meaning behind his words can only be understood but not expressed in words.
"Pay attention to your image. Li Xunhuan died not long ago. If this matter gets out, it will have some impact on you."
"Don't worry, the matter won't get out. Whoever dares to talk nonsense will naturally be punished. I, Li Hao, am not someone that anyone can talk about. How is it? Have you found any problems with these things?" Li Hao asked curiously.
If these tomb keepers in Death Valley are puppets, then the things hidden in the imperial tomb will be a little mysterious.
"I don't know what these are, but I can be sure that they are made using the ancient puppet manufacturing technique." Huang Rong checked them piece by piece, frowning and said.
"What does ancient puppetry mean?" Li Hao became curious again. Could it be that there are multiple manufacturing methods for this thing?
"I don't know very well either. I just heard my father mention it a few times. Let's wait for my father to come and let him tell you about this thing! But if my guess is correct, this thing is a bit old." Huang Rong wrapped the bronze fragments with red cloth again and said softly to Li Hao.
"Well, I'll ask my father-in-law when he comes. Also, if you're tired, take a rest." Li Hao felt Huang Rong reveal a trace of fatigue and quickly persuaded her.
"It's nothing, I just feel a little headache." Huang Rong rubbed her forehead and leaned on Li Hao's arms.
Huang Rong inherited her mother's intelligence, beauty and other advantages, and also inherited her mother's heart.
There are definitely disadvantages to having advantages. People who are too smart tend to be too persistent when thinking about things, and it is easy to get into a dead end.
Huang Rong's mother suffered a great mental trauma because she memorized the contents of the Nine Yin Manual during pregnancy. After giving birth to Huang Rong, she had a mental breakdown and became a living dead. Otherwise, Huang Yaoshi would not have studied puppetry carefully for so many years.
Huang Yaoshi also knew that turning his wife into a puppet was actually just a shell, but his main focus was a companion.
Huang Rong wanted to rest, so Li Hao naturally would not disturb her, but silently guarded her side.
"Sir, the eldest lady has sent someone to greet you." After an unknown amount of time, Li Hao, who was dozing against the wall of the car, was woken up by A Bi.
"Where are we?" Li Hao said in a daze.
"It's still thirty miles to Chanhe Village, we'll be home soon." A Bi said with a smile.
She grew up in Chanhe Village, which was her home. She was naturally happy to be home.
"You just stay here." Huang Rong also woke up. She slept soundly this time, and after waking up, she felt refreshed and in better spirits..
However, she was quite moved when she saw Li Hao's sleeping posture. Li Hao's current power and status belong to the top few people in this world. He can hug her and sleep against the wall of the carriage. This treatment is probably not worth thinking about except for the few of them who are called wives.
Li Hao is famous for his enjoyment of robbing things.
"I am a grown man, not so hypocritical. Let's go out and see the military force of my Li family." Li Hao waved his hand, hugged Huang Rong's round waist, lifted the curtain, and walked out.
"Greetings, young master, welcome you back to the palace." As soon as Li Hao got out of the carriage, he heard a tsunami-like welcome.
Soldiers wearing exquisite iron armor and red tasseled steel helmets were kneeling on both sides of the official road.
These soldiers include sword soldiers holding long spears, sword and shield soldiers with shields in their left hands and swords in their right hands, and archers holding strong bows and carrying quivers with feather arrows in their quivers.
Right in front of Li Hao was a large group of sturdy and well-equipped cavalrymen. The war horses under their crotches were all first-class Dayuan horses, each of which was worth at least a hundred gold.
These Li family soldiers were full of energy, and their whole bodies were filled with a fierce spirit. Even more than half of them were lingering with a vague murderous aura.
"Get up!" Li Hao said softly.
Li Hao's voice was very low, and even Huang Rong beside him thought he was just saying it casually. However, these four words spoken casually sounded like thunder in the ears of the soldiers.
"Thank you, Madam," the soldiers kneeling on the ground stood up in unison. The rustling sound of the armor blades on their bodies was like a magnificent war song, so heroic that it made people's blood boil.
Soldiers worship the strong, and Li Hao's unintentional performance just now made everyone know that Li Hao was a strong among the strong.