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Chapter 1839

I actually have some selfish motives that I can't express clearly, but no one sees it.

After driving off the highway for more than 20 minutes, our car arrived in front of a three-story foreign-style building. We saw an old man with gray hair and a cane waiting for us in front of the building.

He got out of the car and shook hands with the old man warmly.

He raised his head and said with a smile: "Uncle Master! You look very strong! I happened to be passing by and just wanted to come and see you."

I was shocked!

Is this person the master’s uncle? Isn’t that Wang Pingling’s peer? My master’s uncle?

The old man squinted his eyes and looked drowsy. He smiled and said, "Xiansheng, I'd be very happy if you could come and see me, old man. Come in."

I asked in a low voice: "Boss, is this my master? Why have you never mentioned it before? What is my master's name?"

He turned his head and told me in a low voice: "Your master's uncle, Zhao Zhendong of the Northern Sect, was a man who went to Lishan Mountain when he was young."

"Enter Lishan Mountain?!"

This sentence shocked me again. The boss would not lie to me. If he said this person had gone in, then he really had gone in!

Where is Lishan?

Longzu Mausoleum!

After entering, I looked around the house.

All mahogany furniture, several pieces of official kiln porcelain are placed casually on the table, and handmade cashmere carpets are spread under the feet. The decoration style is low-key yet luxurious.

"Xiaohong, the guests are here. Let's make a pot of tea and bring it up."

"knew."

Not long after, a middle-aged woman about forty years old enthusiastically poured us tea. After asking, we found out that this middle-aged woman was the wife of my great-uncle... There was an age difference between them.

Over forty years old.

On the tea table, the leader introduced: "Yunfeng, Xiaoxuan, Dou Yazi, Wen Bin, please pay your respects. This is my uncle, and he can be regarded as your uncle."

He is the same generation as the great tomb robber King Ping Ping. This senior level is so scary that we juniors quickly got up to pay their respects.

The old man was very happy. He chuckled and said: "Yes, they are all good. Xian Sheng, I think all these young disciples you have accepted are top-notch talents."

I laughed quickly and said: "Master, what are you talking about? You are getting stronger and younger as you live. I am afraid that the bodies of us young people are not as good as yours!"

"Haha! Old man, I'm buried up to my neck in loess. How can I still be strong and strong? You kid, this skill of flattering me was also taught to you by Xian Sheng."

"Let me guess..." He pointed at me and smiled: "You should be the one with the eye peak, right?"

"You always said the opposite, I am the Divine Eye Peak, not the Eye Peak."

"They're all the same, there's no difference. To be honest, I quite like you. I seem to see a little bit of Wang Pingling in you. This is the gift I gave you when we first met."

As he spoke, he opened the drawer, took out a small brocade box and handed it to me.

I opened it and saw that the box contained a mutton-fat jade jade cicada from the Eastern Han Dynasty. There was a red rope tied to the jade cicada's head, which could just fit around the neck.

This thing is not cheap, so I quickly accepted it and thanked me.

Douyazai was jealous and said anxiously: "Uncle Master! Don't I have a gift?"

"Yes, they are all there."

Everyone received a gift, but mine was the best.

I was eating at home at noon, and there were no outsiders here, so I put down my chopsticks and asked, "Uncle Master, I heard that you went to Lishan Mountain when you were young?"

He nodded.

"What's it like there?" I asked curiously.

"You want to know?"

I nodded fiercely, not only me, but probably everyone here wants to know, because none of us have been in.

The old man took a sip of tea and said: "From ancient times to the present, I don't know how many people have dug holes in Lishan Mountain, but no one has found the specific location of the main tomb of the emperor's mausoleum. Do you know the reason for this?"

We all shook our heads.

He smiled and said: "Let me tell you, because... there is no fixed main tomb at all. There is an underground river inside the imperial mausoleum, and there is a layer of mercury up to a foot thick on the surface of the river. The main tomb of the First Emperor is

The tomb is on a large ship, and that ship floats on the mercury layer all year round, so no one has been able to explore it until now."


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