"Be careful on the way, they will escort you back to the Zhenfu Division. The Zhenfu Secretary is at the Yamen."
"Thank you, Mr. Cao..."
In front of the post gate of Kaifeng Pavilion, Li Jinsheng came to the long street and got on his horse. Two deputy Qianhu who came to Kaifeng with He Qianqiu protected him in the center.
Seeing that they had packed up, Cao Jinxing raised his hand: "Let's go, pay attention to safety."
"yes!"
The two deputy Qianhu saluted respectfully, flicked their whips, the sound of hoofbeats sounded, and the three horses rode side by side and rushed out of the city.
Seeing that there was no hope for the treasure, Bai Mei, Zhao Xizhen and others had left Kaifeng overnight. Li Jinsheng had no problem leaving on his own.
I didn't get the [King of Qin Bone Mirror], I didn't get the [Nine Dragon Pendant], and the target was revealed...
Once Qiongqi learns about it, its next move is easy to guess.
Nowadays, step by step is no longer feasible. If you want to avoid being seized by the court's hawks and masters, you can only use the power of the Eight Formations and Qilin to break into Qin Ling!
time does not wait.
Cao Jinxing and He Qianqiu both had to rush to Lishan, so they couldn't leave to escort Li Jinsheng back.
Li Jinsheng also understood this. In addition, the two deputy Qianhus were masters of Tongyou and were able to deal with ordinary emergencies, so he had no objection.
The three of them drifted away.
He Qianqiu walked out of the lobby with a spear in hand: "Let's go too. Commander Lu has already led people to Lishan. We have to prepare early. Qilin and Fire Phoenix are not slow."
Not only is it slow, Huo Feng's innate magical power [Fire Escape Technique] comes and goes without a trace, traveling thousands of miles in an instant.
As long as you leave a fire in Lishan Mountain in advance, it can arrive easily. You must speed up!
"Um."
Cao Jinxing looked up at the sky, where Yinghuo was hovering under the moon.
Cao Jinxing bent his little finger and blew a whistle. Yinghuo let out a loud cry and swooped down like a sharp arrow.
The two of them bent their knees slightly, jumped up, jumped onto Yinghuo's back, and flew straight to Shaanxi.
Yinghuo was very fast. In less than two hours, he had already traveled thousands of miles to Lishan Mountain.
Looking down, you can see the mausoleum complex rising up from the mountain.
Lishan Mountain is a branch of Qinling Mountains.
It is composed of East and West embroidered ridges, with winding mountains and lush trees. It is named because it looks like a pale horse from a distance.
The Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang is located at the northern foot of Lishan Mountain!
This area has a beautiful natural environment, symmetrical, lush forests, and alternating valleys and peaks.
The mountain is spread out in a slight arc in the south of the tomb, resembling a blooming lotus. The imperial mausoleum is located among the mountains of Lishan Mountain and is integrated with the entire Lishan Mountain, just like a lotus core in the middle. In Feng Shui, this is a place where wind and energy are stored.
Jiabao Cave.
The Qin Mausoleum has stood for thousands of years and is famous.
The scariest thing about it is that everyone knows the location of the mausoleum, where the entrance is, and they all know that the great treasures of the Qin Dynasty and magical weapons are hidden inside. However, over the past 1,800 years, countless tomb robbers, Jianghu sects, and even the royal family's army have been allowed to dig up.
It's really unbelievable that they can't break through the first gate - Pre-Qin craftsmanship!
Of course, the fact that this mausoleum is so majestic and strong is also related to the ancient belief that "death is like life".
The First Emperor unified the six kingdoms and ruled China during his lifetime. After his death, he also wanted to rule the world in another world!
The mausoleum of Qin Shihuang was an unprecedented project in terms of scale, number of workers, and duration.
Construction began after the First Emperor came to the throne. The construction was supervised by the Shaofu Ling Zhang Han. More than 700,000 people were recruited and the construction took nearly 40 years. One can imagine its huge scale!
Cao Jinxing and He Qianqiu checked in the sky that there were no traces of the intrusion of the divine beasts below. They breathed a sigh of relief and flew to a hill facing the southwest corner of the mausoleum.
The view there is wide open, and you can see the entrance to the underground palace from a high place. There is also a three-story inn on the mountain for easy accommodation.
The name of the inn is a bit strange, it's called "Luma Terrace".
Cao Jinxing and He Qianqiu walked into the inn. There was still light in the lobby. Behind the counter, a kind-hearted old shopkeeper was reading a book called "Sou Shen Ji", a novel about supernatural beings written by the Eastern Jin Dynasty historian Qian Bao.
It is already late at night and close to dawn. At this time, there are actually people reading books, some miscellaneous books, under the light of oil lamps.
Cao Jinxing felt strange and looked at the old shopkeeper. The golden light flashed in his eyes and his expression changed accordingly.
【What's wrong?】
He Qianqiu asked through a message.
Cao Jinxing: [He is wearing root noodles.]
He Qianqiu:【Fake?】
Cao Jinxing: [That’s not necessarily the case... His appearance has been destroyed. It would be scary if his true appearance was revealed. His facial bones have been deformed. This is the first time I have seen his face disfigured to this extent... It is not an external force, but it seems to have been caused by someone.
If you force-feed poisonous elixirs or poisonous insects, the damage will be from the inside out.】
He Qianqiu: [The internal strength is mediocre, only around the innate ability, but there is no trace of the breath-containing technique. If it is just disfigurement, then don’t worry about it. 】
Cao Jinxing: [Well, pay attention, I hope it’s just a weird old man and nothing else...]
For example, An Qisheng.
Cao Jinxing made An Qisheng a little bit like a warrior. That man was really outrageous. His martial arts realm was unfathomable. He was a figure from the Qin and Han Dynasties, so he probably possessed immortal skills.
If he really wanted to pretend to be an ordinary person, Cao Jinxing wouldn't be able to detect it even if he knew "Yin Yuan Jue".
After all, no matter how powerful "Yin Yuan Jue" is, it is only at the fourth level, and its breath-condensing technique is still within the realm of spiritual martial arts, so it is difficult to discern the secrets of the immortal level.
However, An Qisheng has relied on Xuanwu to survive so far. Others do not have this opportunity and should be just ordinary old men.
"It's admirable that the shopkeeper stayed up late reading at night." He Qianqiu walked over. He didn't change his appearance. He was still wearing a silver-white Feiyu suit. The shopkeeper looked up and was startled. He quickly put down the book and walked out of the counter.
He is about to kowtow and salute: "Gao Yi, a common man, pays homage to your lord——"
"Get up."
He Qianqiu originally wanted to help, but thinking of Cao Jinxing's reminder just now, he just waved his hand and released his true energy to ask the old shopkeeper to stand up. Then he walked to the counter and picked up the book. It was indeed an ordinary book, but the font was larger for the convenience of the elderly.
Reading, nodded and said: "Good book."
The old shopkeeper Gao Yi hurriedly said: "Sir, if you like it, take it. The little old man suffers from insomnia and has trouble falling asleep. These miscellaneous books are just for killing time. There are many more in the room."
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He Qianqiu smiled and said: "I understand. Do you have a room? I want two upper rooms."
"Yes, yes..."
The shopkeeper walked back to the counter to get the key.
Cao Jinxing was behind He Qianqiu, wearing a Fangxiang mask, observing the inn, and said: "Look at the decay of the wood in this shop. Boss, your shop has been around for a long time."
The old shopkeeper forced a smile, handed over two keys, and said: "Your Majesty, this is an ancestral property, passed down from my great-grandfather. It has been there for many years, and the beams are a little unstable. The little old man is preparing to
Live your life and go to the city to ask some craftsmen to renovate it."
Cao Jinxing nodded, not seeing anything wrong, and simply said bluntly: "Your face is different from ordinary people, what's the matter?"
"..."
The old shopkeeper paused, smiled bitterly, and then slowly took off the mask on his face, revealing his true face - an extremely ugly face came into view. The skin was ulcerated and the appearance was completely ruined. At this time, the dim lights made it even more...
Zombies are neither humans nor ghosts!
He Qianqiu was taken aback, and finally understood why Cao Jin, who had always been calm, had changed his attitude. He was so completely disfigured that it was really rare!
"What are you..."
"well."
The old shopkeeper shook his head and sighed, looking outside the door in the direction of the Qin Mausoleum: "The First Emperor's mausoleum has always been coveted by people. It is said that there are important treasures of the Qin Dynasty in the tomb. As long as you get it, you will be prosperous and prosperous... For so many years, tomb robbers have dug holes almost every year.
Some of them are eager to reach the sky in one step, and some of them are disciples of famous sects. This little old man’s face was ruined by people from the Five Poison Sect..."
"Five Poison Sect?"
Cao Jinxing frowned and said, "They are far away in Miao territory, why did they torture you like this?"
The shopkeeper sighed repeatedly, obviously not wanting to recall that past event, but seeing Cao Jinxing staring closely at it, he had no choice but to answer honestly: "Fifteen years ago, a Miao man came from afar and pretended to stay in a hotel, but in fact he secretly dug up and stolen goods.
Dong, people from the Five Poison Sect call him 'Meng Fantao'..."
Fifteen years ago…
Meng Fantao...
He Qianqiu and Cao Jinxing looked at each other and thought of one person - one of the five poisonous holy envoys of the previous generation, the Holy Scorpion Envoy!
He apostatized sixteen years ago and was killed by Wu Mengshan, the then Protector of the Left, fifteen years ago. But he didn't expect that there would be such a layer of involvement in the middle.
The shopkeeper continued: "I thought he was like those tomb robbers, who would give up after digging for only a few days, but I didn't expect that he stayed there for three months and went to Lishan every night... I later found out that his
The target is not the Qin Mausoleum, but a poisonous insect on Lishan Mountain. The most precious ones are those that grow near the mausoleum where the Yin Qi is strong. They are used to feed his giant scorpion...
I saw with my own eyes that the giant scorpion grew in size in three months and became more ferocious and terrifying... Until one day, an expert from the Five Poison Sect came after me... I heard him say that the man's name was Wu Mengshan.
I was very scared while talking. The two of them fought on Lishan Mountain. He couldn't fight and escaped, so the man rushed into the store and asked me about his whereabouts. But how did the little old man know? They didn't believe it, so... they used [Face Gu]
]..."
"alright!"
Cao Jinxing looked gloomy and interrupted him, "Wu Mengshan, the scum who encouraged the Miao people to rebel in the first place, that bitch can do this kind of thing!"
"The Qin Mausoleum is a place of right and wrong, why don't you hide?" Cao Jinxing said: "I think there are few people around here, so there shouldn't be many guests here."
“It’s hard to leave your homeland…”
The old shopkeeper only said these four words, stretched out his hand to touch the counter table, his eyes were soft, as if touching the skin of his lover.
Both of them understood, and yes, it was not safe to do business in this kind of place, but tomb robbers also need people to wait on them, and tomb robbing is a serious crime. In order to prevent informants, they should be more generous, plus it was passed down from their great-grandfathers.
The old house is sentimental, but it is not easy to sell... Survival is not easy.
Cao Jinxing took out a piece of gold and put it on the counter, picked up the key and walked up the stairs.
"Guest officer!"
The old shopkeeper said quickly: "This is too much..."
Cao Jinxing has already gone upstairs.
He Qianqiu smiled and said: "Just accept what he gives you. He has good friends in the Five Poison Sect. These... can be regarded as a little compensation."
After He Qianqiu finished speaking, he walked up.
"Thank you two adults."
The old shopkeeper bowed down respectfully.
When the two of them went upstairs, the old shopkeeper calmly put the mask on his face again, then looked at the ingot of gold, with a silent sneer on his lips.
At that moment, his momentum changed drastically, and his majesty enveloped the surrounding area, but it soon dissipated, and he turned back into the old shopkeeper with a miserable life experience. He picked up "Sou Shen Ji" again and recited in a low voice:
"...and his writings, each of which is full of magic and mystery, is enough to discover that Shinto is not false... Shinto is not false..."
The old shopkeeper murmured and looked at Qin Ling, narrowing his eyes - what really made him "hard to leave his homeland" was not this shabby inn, but this magnificent Qin Ling.