Rebirth of the Super Prince

With Xia Chunlin as a typical example, no one present dared to be greedy for merit. If it was true as Zhao Qinsi said, it would be fine if it was just a joke before, but if it was a warning, who would dare to say that there would be no more powerful ones waiting for them?

The danger is not terrible, but the terrible thing is being ashamed like Xia Chunlin. Many people feel that Xu Fu really deserves to eat human nature to death. He seems to have expected people who dare to come to his place of burial I am not afraid of danger, so I made such a pitiful latrine to entertain visitors, so that those who come uninvited in future generations should behave better, and don't treat this place as their own back garden.

Everyone entered the wooden house cautiously. Many of the surrounding furnishings were rotten and unusable. The room was full of dust, but even if some porcelain and ironware were moldy and rotten, they were quite valuable antiques of the Han Dynasty when they were taken out. Many people have made up their minds.

"There's a stove here. Could it be used by Xu Fu to make alchemy?"

Wang Sanqian opened a door, and by the light of the fire, he found that the inside was not spacious, but it was not narrow. There were some rotten wood, covered in dust, and a stove that could not tell the age. , There are still some fragments of bottles and jars on the ground.

Abe Masaosu walked in. He first squatted on the ground to pick up the broken tiles, then carefully opened a corner of the stove. By the light of the fire, he saw that there was nothing inside, so he patted the dirt on his hands and said calmly: "It seems that there is nothing inside." , We are indeed not the first batch of people to come in, before us, I believe someone has already stepped in first."

"No way?" Everyone frowned, this is by no means good news.

"For an alchemist, the alchemy furnace is like a sword in the hands of a warrior. The sword is in the hands of the person, and the sword is dead. You see, whether this alchemy furnace belongs to Xu Fu will not be mentioned for the time being. Here, it is not covered with cloth, which is unreasonable." Abe Masaosu pointed to the stove in front of him, and then pointed to the already gray cloth roll on the ground.

"That's right."[

Abe Liqing nodded and said: "Although I don't understand Jinghua's alchemy technique, I have learned from many foundation layings that whether it is making "medicine" or alchemy, the most important thing to pay attention to is the surrounding environment. Generally speaking, making or alchemy When the container is not in use temporarily, it needs to be covered with a cover to prevent dust from entering the container, which is also to prevent the "drug" from being contaminated with unclean things and causing qualitative changes."

"That makes sense." Zhao Qinsi nodded, frowned and said, "Could the cloth fall off by itself?"

"No." Abe Zhengyasu shook his head and said: "There is no wind here, and when it is covered, a hard rock should be placed on the blocking object to prevent the cloth from falling naturally, it should be it."

Abe Zhengyasu bent down, picked up something that looked like a grinding rod from the ground, then pointed to the broken tiles on the ground, and said calmly: "Besides, I don't think Emperor Jimmu would put these broken containers here. Whether you ask me or not, in my opinion, a great alchemist like him should be very concerned about the environment of alchemy."

"So we came here for nothing?" Hua Mei was a little unwilling.

"At least I don't think this wooden house is worth exploring." Masao Abe frowned and said, "I hope those people didn't dig up Emperor Jimmu's tomb."

"its not right."

Ye Jun's voice suddenly sounded, causing everyone to wait and see.

Seeing that everyone was puzzled, Ye Jun smiled and said: "Actually, before I came in, I took a special look at the grave bag, and I thought there was something very strange."

"Strange?" Everyone couldn't help showing their concentration.

"It's very simple. This is Xu Fu's private residence. He hides his name, so he shouldn't let others know where he lives in seclusion, right? Even if it's to let friends know his residence, I don't think he will tell such a secret place. You can build a log cabin anywhere in the Qinling Mountains."

Ye Jun's analysis made sense, and everyone nodded their heads.

After a pause, Ye Jun pointed to the tomb outside, and said calmly: "But I really don't understand, even if Xu Fu really has some magical skills, how did he create such a burial place after his death? Of course , you can say that he prepared it before he died, but I don't understand, who helped him bury the soil? Could it be that you want to tell me that he buried himself in it?"

"Boy, what exactly do you want to say?" Hu Anlu said in a deep voice.

"It's very simple. In my opinion, there is a big problem with this tomb. Either this tomb is an empty tomb, or the person buried in this tomb is not Xu Fu." Ye Jun laughed. [

"It's not Xu Fu, who could it be? Could it be..."

"Yes."

In response to Zhao Qinsi's doubts, Ye Jun nodded and said: "It is not ruled out that the person buried in the tomb is a passer-by that Xu Fu found to deceive others, but it is also possible that it is the First Emperor!"

what?

First Emperor?

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was shocked, and their eyes burst out with crazy burning, they desperately wanted to dig the grave three feet and dig out the secrets inside.

"Of course, this is just my personal guess, and you don't necessarily have to take it seriously." Ye Jun shrugged.

"Whether it's true or not, try it, and you'll know?" Hu Anlu said in a deep voice, "Of course it's fine on my side. If you think it's disrespectful to your ancestors, you can watch it from the sidelines. I'm a There is no such old-fashioned feudal thinking."

Hu Anlu first looked at Zhao Qinsi and Hua Mei, and then at Abe Masaokan and Abe Liqing.

"Let's do it, let's not talk about whether the burial is Emperor Jimmu or not. Even if it is, I am doing it for his own good. What's so good about burying it in this dark place? At that time, it will be buried in the imperial tomb of my Abe Shrine. , I erected a tablet in the shrine, and by doing so, I can be regarded as welcoming back my ancestors."

Abe Liqing rolled up his sleeves, as if digging.

Now that things have happened, no one can say anything. After all, they want to be a whore and want to set up a memorial archway. How can such a good life be so easy?It's better to be more straightforward, so as not to be gossiped.

Of course, the excavation work naturally does not require the help of big shots like them. There is a group of Koga ninjas scrambling to do it for them, which is a lot of peace of mind.

"Discovery!"

Hearing the exclamation of a Koga ninja, Masaosu Abe was the first to rush over. Huamei and the others, who could not understand the Japanese language, also rushed over after hearing Ye Jun's explanation.

"Dragon coffin! It's a dragon coffin!"

Zhao Qinsi suddenly exclaimed, the eyes of the people present turned red when they heard it, if it was a dragon coffin, who would be buried in it?

First Emperor?

Young master Fusu?

Or Fusu's son, Ziying who is known as King Qin?

Everyone was expecting inexplicably, and it took a lot of effort. When the dragon coffin was dug out and opened, everyone gasped, because what was buried inside was a person, but not a living person, but a person who had already rotted. Bad puppet!

"Sure enough, there is another mystery!" Zhao Qinsi murmured.

The development of things to this point was obviously unexpected by everyone.

"Look, there's a roll of parchment!" Hua Mei immediately picked up the roll of parchment, opened it, and her eyes showed shock.

After she read it, she handed the parchment to Ye Jun. Ye Jun understood Hua Mei's meaning, cleared his throat, and read aloud: "I am worried, I was ordered by the first emperor, but I was repeatedly forced by the Zhao family. , in order to avoid evil and return to auspiciousness. I didn’t think about it for ten years, and then returned. The first emperor went west. He was unwise and caused the people to live in poverty. The elephant breaks the sky and twilight, and vows to be higher than the sky with the emperor's star. Later, Liu and Xiang Eryong of the Western Shu, slashed the white snake in the front, and held the Yangding tripod in the back, gathering righteousness and courage, overcoming thorns and thorns. "

Thinking of this, Ye Jun glanced at the text strangely, absurdity burst out of his eyes.

"Keep reading, boy, don't stop!"

Seeing that Ye Jun still didn't move, Hu Anlu snatched Ye Jun's parchment. He quickly glanced at it, and immediately showed an expression even more shocked than Ye Jun.

As if hearing Zhao Qinsi's light cough, Hu Anlu came back to his senses, and read: "I have Li Gaodi, Ying, Gong, Hong, Heng, Qi, Che, Fu, He, Xun, Xun, Ao, Xin, Jin, Ying, etc. , Xiu, Zhuang, Da, Zhao, Long, Hu, Yi, Bao, Zhi, Hong, Bian, and Xie two dynasties totaled 28 emperors for more than [-] years. At the end of the Han Dynasty, they inherited the way of heaven and established their gates. They created important techniques for peace and abandoned them in the mountains , the Zhang family inherited Wu Dao. Later, there was the Ma family of Xichuan, and then at the border of Changshan, they met the Zhao family and accepted it."

After reading this, Hu Anlu took a breath, and muttered: "It's terrible, it's terrible, the "chaos" of the Yellow Turban was caused by Zuo Ci? Changshan Zhao Zilong? Didn't it say in the book that he was Tong Yuan's apprentice? What's the matter with Xu Fu?"

"Zuo Ci is also an alchemist and is proficient in alchemy. I think Zuo Ci is Xu Fu's pseudonym. It is impossible to keep using the same name. As for Zhao Zilong, there are also rumors that he is Zuo Ci's apprentice."

After a pause, Ye Jun muttered: "What I'm curious about now is how many years this old guy has lived, and whether he is dead now."

"Nephew, read on." Zhao Qinsi urged, frowning beside him.

"No more." Hu Anlu shook his head.

"No more?" Zhao Qinsi was taken aback.

"If you don't believe me, take it and see for yourself." Hu Anlu held the roll of parchment between his fingers, and with a slight shake of his hand, the parchment flew directly into Zhao Qinsi's hands as if he had eyes.

Zhao Qinsi unfolded it for a look, then exchanged glances with Hua Mei, and handed the parchment to Abe Masaokan who was already waiting to see through it.

After a long time, everyone talked, Ye Jun took the lead to break the immersion, and said: "Now I am more and more concerned about whether there are any secrets hidden in this grave bag."

"Look, this tombstone seems a little strange."

Xia Shishi suddenly said, her strange sentence once again attracted everyone's attention.

She squatted down and wiped the dust on the tombstone with a hand roll. Although the handwriting had long been blurred due to age, she could still make out a few words.

An Yizhong.

Tomb means the place of burial, not necessarily for burial of people, but also for burial of objects.

Literally understood, the An Yi Tomb is purely to bury the mood, which makes everyone's faces more and more weird.

"Why do I feel like I've been teased by a psychopath who has lived for hundreds or even thousands of years?" Hu Anlu suddenly had the urge to scold his mother.

"What a mound of ease, wonderful, wonderful." Zhao Qinsi laughed beside him.

Seeing Hu Anlu staring at him with a very strange look, Zhao Qinsi explained: "Nephew, as the saying goes, life is like a play, and a life with drama is free from joys and sorrows, and this joy and reunion, isn't it comfort? What is the rest? Sad, leave."

After a pause, Zhao Qinsi glanced at the people present, and said with a smile: "Since we buried the joy and joy of life, we obviously expected the end to come, and took away the only sorrow and departure. In other words, this is not Xu Fu's place. cemetery."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Xia Shishi and said, "Miss Xia, is the strange place you mentioned just now the black stone on the stele?"

"Yes." Master Xia nodded.

After what Zhao Qinsi said, everyone focused on the red stone. It looked like it was carved. Originally, it was normal to be carved on a stele, and ordinary people would not pay much attention to it, but since Both Xia Shishi and Zhao Qinsi said it was strange, so there must be something unusual.

"This is painted, and it would be a bit weird to use it on this stele." Zhao Qinsi explained: "The whole stele is made of the same color. Confined to one place, it may not seem like a problem at first glance, but when you think about it carefully, it is too weird, especially, the color used is still black."

"What does this mean?" Masao Abe asked humbly for advice.

"Life is also death. Black represents death." Zhao Qinsi went straight to the stele, stroked the black stone lightly, and then turned the raised black stone with a little force .

rumbling...

There was a violent tremor from the ground, and it seemed as if the grave beside it had collapsed, and the excavated soil also sank in.

When the trembling stopped, everyone raised their torches to see, where is the previous grave?The rest is just a crossing for two people to walk side by side, and a bottomless staircase.

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