Standing in the valley, watching Chenlong board the plane in Bo Gucheng, he was a little puzzled in his heart.

In fact, the DNA report can also be photographed and sent, so why do you have to get it in person?

Of course, considering that this is a secret of the army, it is not suitable to transmit it through the network, so as not to leak the secret, and it makes sense for a real person to take a trip.

But!

Bo Ye just went to get a report, why did he feel a well-organized breath from Bo Ye's body?

I washed my hair early in the morning and took a shower, my leather boots were specially polished, and my belt was renewed.

Usually Bo Ye wears a white shirt and wears a thin windbreaker, and he won't roll up his sleeves and show his arms like this, isn't it cold when flying a plane.

Chenlong wondered for a long time.

In the end, it can only be attributed to the fact that Bo Ye is really a brother, and he is so precious to get a report, bathing in incense, and his clothes are fresh.

This is the brotherhood of life.

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Bo Gucheng controlled the fighter plane to accelerate all the way up.

Look down in mid-air.

The arrangement of the graves in the valley was exceptionally clear, and it was indeed a six-pointed star circle of incomparably accurate as he had perceived last night.

Or, a closed-loop alien gossip array.

He remembered that last night, the soldiers digging the grave exclaimed in the last grave pit: ", Bo Shuai, in this last coffin...... Actually, it's ...... It's a well-dressed mound! ”

Cenotaph.

As the name suggests, only the owner's clothes were buried, but there was no body.

The fighters lifted the coffin out of the ground.

In the jade coffin that appeared in front of him, there was only a gorgeous light gold robe.

His pupils shrank inexplicably.

Somewhere in my heart, there was an indescribable feeling, and I tightened it.

How do you describe that feeling?

It was as if the robe had a dark power, grabbing his eyeballs firmly, and even, pulling him inside.

It was like the first time he stared into the abyss of the grave, as if he was about to be pulled into it and swallowed by it.

He finally withdrew his gaze.

glanced around, but found that there was no one else like him.

The warriors were excitedly and gossiping about this special and rare coffin, completely unaffected and unburdened by the cold clothes:

"Wow, what age is this? How come I haven't seen it? Even in the TV series, I have never seen this kind of ancient costume robe! ”

"I'm afraid this cloth is not made of gold, and it makes my eyes almost blind."

"Golden Threaded Clothes? Could it be that the ancient poem said, the kind of golden clothes worn by the gods? ”

"Awesome...... I'm afraid this is comparable to the mountain next door, digging out the cemetery of Nuwa Niangniang, right? ”

"Damn, the question is, why did the bastards who killed the snake bury the snake and the golden clothes together? Normal people wouldn't give this kind of luxury to the enemy for burial, right? ”

"Let's bring it back to the imperial capital and give it to archaeological experts to study and ......"

Now.

Sitting in the cockpit of the plane, Bo Gucheng seemed to pass by the "golden silk clothes" in front of his eyes.

The faint golden glow is a little more brilliant than pure gold, but it seems to be woven by the sun, the kind of noble shock, which is incomprehensible.

Definitely a treasure-level artifact.

But he actually had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Bo Gucheng took a deep breath and pressed the doubt in his heart.

He is an expert in tactics, and he is adept at arranging troops and managing the most complex and difficult situations at a macro level.

Therefore, he firmly believes that all puzzles will have answers.

I can't find it now, it's just that the puzzle of the answer is not yet fully presented, and it is useless to think about it.

Qingcheng city is already at the foot.

He's going to meet his girl.