"However, three days ago, there was an abnormal movement in the inner city, and a large amount of yin energy surged out, and there were also abnormal noises in the night companion. According to staff outside the outer city, they had seen someone appear......"
Pei Dongcao calmed down and said slowly: "They said that it might be the ghost soldiers' aisle."
It was the ghost soldiers passing by again. This was the third time. The first time in the Forbidden City was in Changbai Mountain. This was the third time in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, but the first two times can only be considered a pediatric department. If the Mausoleum of the First Emperor
If there are really Yin soldiers passing by, that is a big problem.
The soldiers under Qin Shihuang were all warriors. He followed him to conquer the six countries and then unify the world. Each soldier had countless lives, covered with countless blood, and was too harsh.
Especially Bai Qi's soldiers, he followed him to fight the battlefield, killing 400,000 people in the battle against the Zhao army alone!
"Crill" Xu Rui stepped on the brakes, turned his head to look out the window in contemplation, and the car had already parked next to the gas station in the service area.
"Where are you going?" Xiang Que Mengmeng asked.
"The Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang has been driving more than 200 kilometers. How can you still ask such a stupid question?" Xu Rui said as he gestured to the outside with a full gesture.
Xiang Que tilted his head and said to the two of them, "How did you know I must go?"
"Haha, if you go on, I really won't stop you. Although we are not illegal to use force, we will feel sorry for you. Why don't you go back?"
Xiang Que gritted his teeth and said, "He drove here and you can throw it down. I'll climb back? Let's go, let's go, this is really a pirate ship."
Pei Dongcao was sure to go with her if Xiang Que was right. Xu Rui drove out of Tianjin city and got on the expressway and headed straight to the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang more than a thousand kilometers away.
Dongfeng Mengshi didn't lose 15 times as fast as the speed of racing along the way. In addition to cheering and eating in the middle, Xu Rui drove very firmly for more than seven hours before reaching his destination.
It was already dark and there was no sound near the imperial tomb. This was the tomb of the first generation of Chinese emperors.
Xiang Que is not unfamiliar with him. He once became a demon here, turned white overnight, and almost got into the horns and couldn't get out. It was because Xiang Que had the luck of heaven, which changed his destiny for more than 20 years.
Therefore, Xiang Que has a very complicated emotion for the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, and this can be regarded as his blessed land.
Dongfeng Mengshi's car drove into the outer area of Shihuang Mausoleum and drove straight to a small road in a lush wood. There was a guardhouse on the side of the road. When the Mengshi just arrived, two gun-carrying soldiers came out to signal to stop.
Xu Rui took out the notebook from his body and handed it over. The two soldiers took it and saw it, "splitting" and saluted with their legs together, and then let it go.
Xiang Que said: "It's so cool, so shameful."
Xu Rui said: "I will take a penny and start a relatively high starting point when I enter this department."
After Dongfeng Mengshi drove forward for a while, he could see a row of buildings. Several military vehicles were parked in the open space. Further forward, there were several two-story buildings all around, almost every building was lit.
Lighting.
Dongfeng Mengshi stopped, Liao Hong and Ma Yingjun walked out of one of the buildings. Seeing Xiang Que in the car, Xu Rui grinned and said, "Why don't you call Brother Que? This is a specially invited house-controlling beast.
, I'll give us a bottom line."
"Divine Beast, no, Brother Que, hello, hello," Ma Yingjun nodded and said with a bow.
"It's so annoying." Xiang Que patted his shoulder, got out of the car, and the group entered one of the buildings.
When Xiang Que came in with them, there were a lot of people in the building, all gathered in a conference room, and a group of elderly men and middle-aged people gathered around the table and were discussing something fiercely. There were only two.
Three young men sat on the side and listened quietly.
When Xiang Que and others came in, no one in the room cared about it. Pei Dongcao whispered from behind: "These are archaeologists and historians who are always in the Mausoleum of Shihuang for research. They are the most authoritative in China.
A group of people”
Xiang Que turned his head and said, "They can't get together with us. They are all old pedantic materialists. They are not allowed to guard against thieves when they see us."
"It used to be, but now it's not. They have seen a lot of bizarre things in the past few years of garrison in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, and their ideas have been almost reversed. The old stubborn is definitely not worthy of being called, and they are still more capable of listening to advice.
"Pei Dongcao thought for a while, then continued to whisper: "They are doing academic research, and we are secretly guarding against problems... Do you understand?"
"I understand, just say we just wiped the butts for these people." Xiang Que said angrily, the noise was a little loud, and the old men on the other side were attracted by them.
"Xiang, are you Xiangque?" In the corner, a woman with black-framed glasses suddenly screamed in surprise, then walked over and looked at him carefully, and said in surprise: "Oh, Xiangque is really Xiangque,
Do you still remember me?"
Xiang Que was stunned and nodded and smiled, "I have never been too forgetful to beauties."
This woman Xiang Chou forgot what her name is. She only remembers that she is from Nanda, named Rongrong. The last time he went to the ancient country of Loulan, he met Rongrong and Feng Qiqi on the train, and later in the desert
The car fell into the quicksand pile, and they also took the other person's car.
Rongrong suddenly turned around and said to one of the old peddlers: "Grandpa, he is Xiang Que, that is, the person I told you that who has been to the Underground Palace of the Ancient Kingdom of Loulan."
"Swish" the old men almost passed by a shadow and came to Xiang Que's face. Then a few old hands and claws appeared on his arms, legs and body.
You really can't describe this person from the senses. At least three of these people look seventy years old, but they just use a move under their feet, stepping on the people.
It floated over.
Xiang Que grinned, and the person was about to be torn a few times. An old man forced his hand and said, "Young man, have you really been to the ancient country of Loulan? Impossible, it's impossible, Loulan, which has disappeared for thousands of years.
The ancient country has long been buried below the desert. How did you get in?”
"It's amazing. The discovery of the ancient Loulan Kingdom is a major discovery in history. Hey, young man, when will you take us there again?"
"Tell us quickly, what is the palace in the ancient Loulan Kingdom like?"
"It's gone, it's gone," Xiang Que shouted as he stretched his neck.
"What's gone?" several old men asked one after another.
Xiang Que spread his hands and said helplessly: "The underground palace of the ancient Loulan Kingdom is gone... has been buried under the desert."
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