Chapter Seventy-Seven: Down to the Grave!

What does it feel like to be strangled?

I believe that no one has been strangled to death...... Well, that's nonsense.

But you should be able to imagine that feeling, and you can also simulate that feeling in your mind.

in a word

I was desperate now, because I couldn't wake up, and at the same time, I saw my own feet, the embroidered shoes, very familiar.

I myself feel a little magical, in this environment, in this scene, I can still not miss the slightest opportunity to look at Yang Guifei for a while.

Because this woman is so famous that she is almost deified.

Now, the embroidered shoes on the feet are exactly the same as the shoes that Lao Bai found in Chen Daoren's tomb!

mirror

mirror

I still want mirrors,

I still want to really take a look at Yang Yuhuan's true face!

I know that there is something strange about my dream, so I also know in my heart that the true face I saw in the dream is likely to be Yang Yuhuan's real appearance back then!

The woman who captivated the country and the city, the woman who had a love story with Xuanzong that has been passed down for thousands of years, the woman who is known as the red face and the troubled water,

What the hell does she look like!

I want to see, I want to watch, I want to watch!

"Buzz ............"

And then

I just felt a loud bang in my head and I woke up violently.

On his body, he was already wet with cold sweat.

I sat on the spring bed, a little distraught and a little disappointed.

Because just now, I saw my shadow in the eyes of Colliers, but it was very blurry, and when I was about to look closely, the dream ended at this time!

From beginning to end, I didn't see Yang Yuhuan's true face!

I regret it, why is the perspective of this dream not on Gao Lishi, why not on Xuanzong, why not on the body of a certain big-headed soldier in the surrounding area! In this way, I can also get my long-cherished wish.

In short, this kind of dream,

It's not the first time,

Last time in the tomb of the prince of the Ming Dynasty, I had a similar dream, substituted into a certain character, and then the scene was extraordinarily real, even, once a microcosm of real history, and later I checked the information about the tomb investigated by Lao Bai, and what I saw in some places is consistent, and some places do not match, but the record, it may be wrong, there are errors, I believe, what I saw in the dream, is the real thing.

Now, here it is again.

I took a deep breath and threw it out again, feeling a little groggy in my head, wanting to sleep but not daring to sleep anymore.

I lifted the curtain of the tent and walked out, I was stunned for a moment, it was already dark.

I came in the morning just to catch up on some sleep, but who would have thought that I would have slept for so long.

"Master, you're awake."

There were two people standing at the door of the tent, they were people from the door of the word "soldier", who should have been sent by the fierce son to protect my safety.

I nodded, pondered, and decided not to say anything.

I feel that in the eyes of my subordinates, I am about to become the reincarnation of Zhu Bajie, and when everyone is busy, I, the nominal boss, slept all day.

took out his mobile phone, looked at the time, and a feeling of "sleeping" came;

It's eleven o'clock in the evening.

I've been sleeping for almost twelve hours.

At this time, the small canal was coming towards me.

"Master, wake up."

I nodded, a little embarrassed.

Xiaoqu had already put on a chemical protective suit, and it seemed that he was ready to go to the grave.

"I'll ask for instructions, now that the foundation of the tomb has been cleaned up, and we have made an entrance, we are going to send a team of people to inspect it."

"I'll go too." I said.

I made the decision, maybe because of that dream, maybe because of my own desire to try, in short, I want to train myself again, I have to mature so that I can sit more firmly in this position!

Men have a desire to control, especially the pursuit of power.

Xiaoqu was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect me to say such a thing, of course, he was actually happy to see it, and no one wanted his master to be really just a pure vase.

"Okay." Xiaoqu didn't dare to refuse my request, although he only came to report to me, but if I decided to go down, he was not qualified to take care of it.

For the excavation of the tomb, Faqiu Tianguan has his own rich experience, first clean up the surrounding environment, send people to see the first to collect enough information and data on the internal environment and the structure of the tomb, and then how the machinery on it should be constructed can be targeted.

Any thing in Yang Guifei's tomb is priceless and has unimaginable cultural added value, of course, it is impossible to sell it, but this thing, in the eyes of the Chinese, no, to be precise, in the entire East Asian cultural circle, is definitely much more awesome than Cleopatra.

Cleopatra is awesome for East Asians, oh, very good.

But Yang Guifei, whether it is at home or in other people's countries in East Asia, reacted as: Yang Yuhuan? it, it's awesome!

According to the words of Qin Lao before he came, this is the most serious tomb that Faqiu Yimen has faced in the past five years.

It doesn't tolerate the slightest mistake.

The above attaches great importance to this, and even does not hesitate to cooperate with us to clean up the integration portal.

This is an exchange of interests and a compromise, and if you want the horse to run, you have to give the horse grazing, which is an eternal truth.

And now, the above has given enough sincerity, in this matter of dealing with the old family, it is really a green light all the way, and below, it is time for us to send Qiu Tianguan to report.

Of course, it can't be said to be so vulgar, we also have ideals and ambitions, such as Lao Bai, he definitely goes for money from time to time, and most of the people on the scene are not actually for money.

How satisfying would it be to see Yang Guifei or her murals and other things with your own eyes?

It's unimaginable, it's really unimaginable!

So, sometimes, people do something, really just for some feelings.

"Master is here!"

Someone shouted from the front.

Everyone else around them began to retreat,

Most of them are people inside the door, and of course there are some workers and technicians.

I took out the hair mounds, which shimmered strangely in the moonlight.

Under its protection, the Faqiu Heavenly Officials have been passed down to this day, and under the premise that the other three sects are in decline, our family is dominant!

Now that I've had a good day's sleep, I'm in good spirits, and then I lifted the hair mound:

"Heavenly officials bless, there are no taboos!"

This time, I read it more seriously and solemnly than ever!

"Heavenly officials bless, there are no taboos!"

All the people around shouted in unison!

The surrounding technicians and construction workers also follow suit.

I put down the hair mound print,

Feeling the kind of ice in the palm of your hand,

YANG Yuhuan,

I'm coming!