"I can't imagine that history will turn out like this"

In the pitch-black shrine, Cao Yi muttered to himself.

Just now, on the way back, he went down the mountain to find out the situation in this world of China.

At present, China is divided into two major forces.

One is the Northern Coalition Army composed of the Jin Sui Army, the Northwest Army, and the Northeast Army, supported by the Soviet Union and with a strength of 3 million.

One was Chiang's army, which occupied southern, central, and eastern China, supported by the United States and had a strength of 5 million.

The two major forces, divided into many small forces, are constantly fighting with each other, and it can be said that China in this era is more chaotic than Beiyang.

"Ding"

A crisp prompt tone interrupted Cao Yi's thoughts.

"Congratulations to the host for his success in appearing in front of the main plot characters Yang Huting and Li Wanhua."

"Reward: A chance to improve the quality of an item"

The system's prompt beeps sound continuously.

"Can you raise this zither?"

Cao Yi took out a brand-new guzheng from the purple gold red gourd.

This guzheng was taken in a musical instrument shop when I was going down the mountain just now, and when I took it, I left a gold bar and a note.

"Yes"

A crack more than a meter long cracked in midair, and a golden flame with a dozen purple stones floated out, constantly changing shapes.

The guzheng fluttered into the golden flames, and from time to time there was a muffled sound.

Cao Yi did not act as a bystander, as before.

From time to time, I also carved a array, made a ban, and made a seal.

In this way, after a full day and a night, the golden flame returned to the crack in mid-air, and the brightly colored guzheng fell.

"Quality Improvement Effect: Powerful, close to the magic weapon."

Cao Yi reached out to catch the guzheng and put it on the ground.

The delicate and white hand slowly stroked the thin strings of the zither, and the beautiful notes jumped out briskly one by one.

"Go out and try"

Cao Yi left the shrine with the guzheng in his arms.

He didn't want to wait and tear down the temple.

Coming to a forest five or six hundred meters away from the Taoist temple, Cao Yi sat down cross-legged, put the guzheng across his knees, and stroked the strings of the zither.

"Zheng!"

A crisp kite sound tore through the silence in the woods.

"Whew"

Four hundred meters away, there was a wolf howl.

Soon, more than a dozen wolves, galloping from several directions to a distance of four hundred meters, joined the wolves that gave the signal, and ran towards this place together.

"Zheng!"

Another crisp clang.

The wolf running at the front, his head separated, followed by the sound of falling to the ground.

The other wolves, unaffected in the slightest, quickly rushed five meters away.

Cao Yi's fingers danced, and the clanging sound sped up violently.

In the void, in the blink of an eye, dozens of bright tigers and leopards appeared, roaring and rushing towards the wolves.

All at once, half of the wolves died.

This is still Cao Yi's deliberate hand.

The remaining wolves were so frightened that they turned around and ran.

Cao Yi sped up the speed of the zither again.

Where the remaining wolves ran, the trees fell one after another, and the scene was spectacular.

In the middle of the sound, Cao Yi's hand left the zither string, and the destruction caused by the ambush on all sides stopped.

"Restoration"

Cao Yi expelled the aura of a large number of plants and trees, and one after another trees flew up, nourished by the aura and restored to its original appearance.

A moment later, the sound of "Ambush on All Sides" came from the woods.

Four hours later, Cao Yi put away the zither and walked away.

……

The next morning, a thin, translucent, golden parabola rose from the azure clouds. At first glance, it looks like a boiling solution is splashed on it.

The door of the shrine was pushed open from the inside, and Cao Yi walked out, looking to the east, just in time to see the scene of the dazzling, fiery bright red sun rising.

After closing my eyes and feeling the touch of the warm sun, I spent half an hour eating breakfast and another half an hour to finish my morning class.

Cao Yi came to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor unhurriedly.

Unlike the barren day before yesterday, the Mausoleum of the First Emperor has been turned into a construction site, with more than a dozen machines and six or seven hundred scrawny people busy.

A tall, very athletic young foreigner in a dirty coat, who should be Alex, ran to a mound of earth more than two meters high with a loudspeaker, and said loudly in Chinese with a capital accent: "Bury the explosives I brought and blow up the entrance to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor." The first person to find the entrance is rewarded with ten oceans. ”

The surrounding yellow-skinned Chinese workers were stimulated by the reward, and not only did they not raise objections, but they also rushed to carry the explosives boxes and bury the explosives one by one.

Looking at these people, Alex had a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Slow"

Cao Yi's voice was not loud, but it spread far away.

Alex, who was commanding, turned his head and saw Cao Yi coming over, with a surprised expression on his face: "I've seen your outfit, you are a Huaxia Taoist, what's the matter?" ”

"If you use explosives directly, you will destroy the Mausoleum of the First Emperor."

Although everything was going according to plan, Cao Yi still didn't want to see the Mausoleum of the First Emperor in this world destroyed.

The achievements of civilization of this nation have been destroyed too much, and it is one that can be saved.

"No, it's too big here, and it won't take a long time without explosives."

Alex shook his head in refusal.

"Poor Dao knows where the exit is"

Cao Yi walked over directly.

Under the surprised gaze of Alex and the workers, they walked more than a hundred meters and came to a hillside that had been dug four or five meters.

"Here"

"That place has been dug up, and there is nothing"

Alex shook his head.

Cao Yi took out three gold bars directly from the gossip bag, held them up, and said, "The person who digs can divide these three gold bars."

"Gold Bars"

"Gold Bars"

……

One by one, exclamations rang out.

Alex was dumbfounded.

"I'll come"

"I'll come"

……

Dozens of workers rushed over and began digging.

"You can't eat alone"

"It is"

……

More workers rushed over.

Looking at this group of workers with yellow faces and thin muscles, who didn't care about anything in order to survive, Cao Yi extremely hoped that Yingzheng would be resurrected as soon as possible. Bring this hopeless race and this hopeless country out of the quagmire as soon as possible.

"Hello, my name is Alex."

Alex, who walked over, held out his hand with curiosity on his face.

"Poor Dao's surname is Cao, you can call Poor Dao Cao Daochang"

Cao Yi arched his hand.

Alex withdrew his hand and said, "Daoist Cao, I understand your feelings about protecting cultural relics, but even if the cultural relics inside are dug up, they will not remain in your country." ”

And this stubble!

Cao Yi looked puzzled.

Alex continued: "Your country is at war and has no capacity to protect the artefacts, which will be excavated and brought back to the British Museum, which has the best conservation technology and environment in the world. ”

"Who gave you permission to do that?"

Yang Huting was the first to pop up in Cao Yi's mind, and then he denied it.

Yang Huting is not such a person.

"Both of your governments have agreed to secure a £50 million loan from our country."

A smile tugged at Alex's lips.

Cao Yi did not speak.

More than forty minutes later, a surprise voice came from the deep pit a few meters away: "Dig the door"