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Mo Xiaoyu was warmly received by Old Master Yang, and the next afternoon, a group of talents led by the patriarch arrived at Old Master Yang in Xi'an.
It was a surprise to see that Mo Xiaoyu and Mengqiuna had arrived. Although she complained that Mengqiuna shouldn't have brought Mo Xiaoyu here, it was useless now.
At night, after everyone in the village fell asleep, the patriarch led people to the roof of Mr. Yang¡¯s family. Looking north from here, there was a dark high platform, which was also an earthen mountain. Yu also followed these people to the roof, but he didn't know what these people were muttering.
"You just don't want to worry about it." Meng Qiuna asked Mo Xiaoyu to say.
"I know, but you still don't regard me as your own?" Mo Xiaoyu said.
"You are the first foreigner to know about this, and I believe that you can't leave here until the sacrifice is completed, and you can't contact the outside world, so give me your phone." Montina said.
"Did you think of it yourself or did your patriarch tell you to do it?" Mo Xiaoyu was stunned and asked.
"Don't worry about it, give it to me, I don't want anything to happen, I'm here to protect you." Montina said.
Mo Xiaoyu was very upset, but he also knew that what Mengqiuna said was right, if he wanted to stay, he had to listen to them, so he took out his mobile phone in displeasure, and threw it to Mengqiuna, but Mengqiuna didn't catch it , and fell on the ground, Mo Xiaoyu did it on purpose to express his dissatisfaction.
At night, Mo Xiaoyu went to bed early. Although the smell in the yard was very strong, it was fine after staying in it for a long time.
But these people's discussions are not over yet, time is running out, and preparations for the sacrifice must be made in the next few days. Time is running out, and we must seize all available time.
"Mengyang, you have worked hard these years, it is not easy to stay here." The patriarch said to Boss Yang that his surname is actually not Yang, but Meng, a descendant of the Meng family. Since they found the entrance to Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum, their family has been guarding here for generations. The entrance is underground in the courtyard of their house.
In order to prevent other residents from approaching here, his family has raised sheep for a living for several generations, so the huge smell made no one build a house to live in, so that he could keep this secret with peace of mind.
"For the sake of the family's honor, our suffering is nothing, patriarch, do you want to go underground and have a look at the palace gate?" Meng Yang asked.
The patriarch looked at the sky and asked, "What about them?"
"Basically everyone is asleep, everyone is tired." Meng Yang said.
"Okay, let's go take a look." The patriarch stood up and said.
In order to hide people's eyes and ears, the downward passage was set in the sheep pen. At this time, Meng Yang took a flashlight and entered the sheep pen. The lambs all ran to a corner. Meng Yang and the patriarch ignored the sheep dung all over the ground. , lifted a piece of wood, pointed to the bottom and said: "Just go down from here."
"Have you brought a candle, won't you hold your breath?"
"Probably not. The board just now has a lot of gaps. It has been airing for more than a month. It should not be. I will go ahead and you will follow." Meng Yang said.
The two people went down the tunnel, which was relatively narrow and could only allow two people to pass side by side. But after walking for about a mile, the width of the tunnel gradually increased, and finally the wooden boards and pillars were densely covered here, forming a large hall. Dozens of people are fine.
"Patriarch, that is the palace gate of the underground palace. This hall is prepared for sacrifices, is it okay?" Mengyang asked.
"Well, yes, it is absolutely possible. Such a large project will be difficult for your family. When you get there, your family's achievements will definitely be rewarded with emphasis." said the patriarch.
The patriarch walked to the gate of the palace. The palace gate was made of brass. Although it was rusty, it was tall and majestic. There were thick and heavy nails on the door, which symbolized the power of the emperor.
"Who has been here before?" asked the patriarch.
"No one has been here except my family. Of course, the patriarch is the first person other than my family to come here. Patriarch, can the sacrifice be carried out as scheduled?"
"If you can't do it, you have to do it. By the way, set up an altar here and prepare the sacrifices." The patriarch ordered.
No one knows the whereabouts of these two people. Early the next morning, Mo Xiaoyu got up, and Meng Qiuna and the others also got up at this time. Asked to follow, the patriarch himself understood that the focus of the sacrifice was at home, not outside. Mo Xiaoyu wanted to go out, so he just paid him out and asked Meng Qiuna to accompany him."Can't you stay at home honestly?" Meng Qiuna and Mo Xiaoyu went out and walked towards the seal of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum on foot. There were still a few people with them, but they kept a distance from them.
"Still staying at home, haven't you smelled enough of the smell at home? Lamb is delicious, but I really don't know that sheep is so smelly." Mo Xiaoyu said.
Monchona ignored him and walked on by herself.
"Hey, I'm talking to you." Mo Xiaoyu said.
Meng Qiuna stopped, looked at Mo Xiaoyu, and said: "Mo Xiaoyu, I always feel a bad feeling, you better not stay here, you go, go as far as you can" .
"What's wrong? What did you hear?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"No, I just have a hunch, this is my family's business, and it has nothing to do with you, but if you get involved, I'm afraid it will be dangerous to you." Montina said.
"If you want to go, you go with me, otherwise we won't talk about it. Besides, I'm very curious about this matter, and I also want to know some mystical things. What kind of ceremony is your so-called sacrificial ceremony? Just satisfy my curiosity. It¡¯s okay, let¡¯s talk about it, your patriarchs have agreed, so don¡¯t worry about it.¡± Mo Xiaoyu said.
"But, I'm doing this for your own good, and I'm really not feeling well". Montina said.
"Concern is chaos, you are too worried, don't worry, the fortune teller says my life is long, I'm fine, besides, if you don't leave, I don't worry if I leave, let's go, they called us." Mo Xiaoyu pointed to the person in front and said.
Several people boarded the mound. This is not a simple mound of mound. It seems to be a hill. With this as the center, besides the terracotta warriors and horses, there are many tombs around. It is either the son of Qin Shihuang or his ministers. The mausoleum here more than the Valley of the Kings in Egypt. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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