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Chapter 1234

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    "I'm afraid there are more than 700,000 people buried here"

    Genghis Khan died on the road to the west. Immediately after his death, his own guards carried the coffin back to Mongolia. All the way from Xixia to Mongolia, the guards carrying Genghis Khan's coffin would kill anyone who saw someone draw a knife.  No matter male or female, old or young, as long as they are human, the guards will kill them when they see them, until Genghis Khan is buried in the Mongolian prairie. Blood is stained all the way, and countless innocent lives fell on the road of Genghis Khan's death.

    There is no counting how many people died along the way, so no one knows where the Khan of Heaven was buried until now, and it has become a mystery through the ages.  His personal guards, and after arriving at his tomb for burial, all of these guards, without exception, swung their knives and killed themselves.

    From this point, you can see that all ancient emperors would not allow anyone to know where they were buried. After each emperor was buried, all those who participated in the construction of the mausoleum would be executed and buried. Among them, Qin Shihuang was the one who killed the most  up.

    In the thirty-nine years it took to build the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, plus the nearly ten years of repairs by his son in the later period, the total number of people buried in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor was more than 700,000.

    In the early years, workers who built the mausoleum died of illness or accidents and buried them directly on the spot. Later, when the Mausoleum of the First Emperor was completed and Qin Shihuang was buried, all the workers who participated in the construction of the mausoleum were executed at the same time, more than 700,000  The person was not buried next to Qin Shihuang, so there is no news about where the Qin Shihuang's mausoleum is. If it weren't for the fact that an old man surnamed Yang in a village near Lishan dug up a few terracotta warriors when he was digging a well in the 1970s,  Only then did the tomb of the First Emperor be found out by chance. I am afraid that the tomb of the eternal emperor will have to be buried underground for many years without anyone knowing.

    What is the concept of more than 700,000 people? Now it is almost equivalent to the population of a city. The whole city has been slaughtered and buried. The hinterland of Lishan must be full of evil spirits!

    "It's no wonder we haven't discovered that there is such an extremely dark place near the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. This is the reason why people have surrounded this place with hands and feet, and the yin qi lingers on. There are experts in the folk, and this method is true.  No" Xu Rui let out a long breath, turned his head and asked Xiang Que: "What will happen if the yin qi of more than 700,000 people is released?"

    "Baoji, Xi'an, and Huayin's generation are all in a state of turmoil." Xiang Que sighed, frowned and asked, "This is someone deliberately guarding this place to prevent the yin energy from dispersing, and it may be that once you guard it, you don't know how much you guard it."  year"

    After Xiang Que finished speaking, he suddenly raised his legs and walked towards the grave on the hillside. Xu Rui wanted to reach out behind him but didn't hold him back: "You're crazy, can you go to that place?"

    "You can't, I'm sure you can, we two are together, you have to understand that my head is wearing the halo of the protagonist." Xiang Que took a few steps to the slope, he still felt the sweltering heat in the northwest in June with the first kick, and the next kick  When he came to the hillside, his body was suddenly covered with cold, the evil spirit condensed from the death of more than 700,000 people crazily eroded him, Xiang Que bent down and grabbed a handful of loess.  Falling into the ice cellar, if this small handful of soil is placed in someone's house, as many people as there are in the family will be killed by heavy soldiers, and they will be sick every day for the rest of their lives.

    When Xiang Que straightened his waist and raised his head, a figure suddenly appeared on the top of the hill. The figure was hunched over, leaning on a crutch in his hand. Standing beside him was a young man who seemed to be young.  Down the mountain, facing Xiang Que.

    Perhaps it was because Xiang Que's yang energy was too strong, and when he entered the hillside, the yin qi in the place suddenly became agitated.  As a sign of overflow, Xiang Que pursed his lips and was about to make a move when he saw the crutch in the hand of the old man on the top of the mountain lightly lifted up and stopped towards his feet.

    In an instant, the restless and tumbling Yin Qi on the hillside suddenly became a little dull, and it calmed down in the blink of an eye, returning to its original state.

    Xiang Que was shocked, and after thinking for a while, he raised his legs and walked towards the top of the mountain.

    "Children of Cima Erleng, it looks like you don't want to live, you owe me a lot," the young man beside the old man muttered to Xiang Que who came up with his eyes wide open.

    Xiang Que grinned at him, then cupped his hands at the old man and said, "Old man, forgive me."

    Don't look at this old man leaning on a cane and hunched over, but you really can't tell how old he is. He is a very contradictory old man. His hair is gray and his face is wrinkled, but his face is ruddy and his eyes are shining, and his expression is very serious.  Resolute, said that he is seventy or eighty, but he has a strong vitality, a feeling of vitality.

    The old man on crutches glanced at Xiang Que indifferently, then turned around slowly, and walked towards the back. Xiang Que saw a building on the top of the mountain.? Short two tile-roofed houses.

    The young man said in a very indifferent and dissatisfied tone: "This is not the place you should come to. I also advise you to leave the imperial mausoleum as soon as possible. What I said now is a warning to you. If you don't listen, there will be consequences in the future."  Conceited, understand? Lishan should be undisturbed for thousands of years, you have violated the precept."

    Xiang Que frowned and asked, "In what capacity are you talking to me like this?"

    "The 63rd generation patriarch of Qin Village the 63rd generation tomb keeper of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor" the young man left a puzzling sentence and turned back to the tile-roofed house.

    Xiang Que stood on the top of the mountain, looked at the old and the young who disappeared, and said in a low voice after a long time: "I should have guessed that there should be a tomb keeper for a tomb as big as the Mausoleum of the First Emperor."

    On the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum, the old gentleman of Zhongjing Mansion guarded the tomb of Sun Yat-sen for most of his life. The descendants of the Confucian family lived in Qufu for a long time to guard the tomb of Confucius. Even the armed police standing guard in the memorial hall guarded the crystal for a generation of great men.  The coffin, outside the mausoleum of the emperor Qin Shihuang, it is not surprising that there are people guarding the tomb.

    Xiang Que took a deep look at the tile-roofed house, then turned and walked down the hillside, Xu Rui asked curiously: "I saw someone on the top of the hill just now? Who is that?"

    "Native" left an ambiguous sentence to Que.

    "Perfunctory me, with my level of graduation from Harvard University in Italy, I think this is really nonsense." Xu Rui said angrily, touching the cesarean section scar on his face.

    That night, when Xiang Que returned to his residence, Pei Dongcao didn't ask why he disappeared all day, but it was Han Rongrong who knocked on his door at midnight.

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