For Gugia, a master of spaceship building, calculating Watergate was too simple. After all, he has lived for so many years, after all, he is the "ancestor" of so many star people, and the calculation formula accumulated in his brain is many times more than that of a star and two guns combined.

In order to take Xiuxiu and Tai through the Water Gate, he also deliberately built a robot that has been buried on the moon for hundreds of millions of years.

The place where they landed happened to be the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang.

The invisible door of the spacecraft opened, and after the three of them were out, the lunar robot was instructed to return to its human form. At the beginning of embroidery, I didn't dare to go out, and human beings on the earth are full of all kinds of weaknesses, and laziness is one of them. Life during the voyage was soft and comfortable, with a constant flow of oxygen filling her nose and then her lungs in a gentle way. Truth be told, she thought of something that made her feel as if she had become a baby, having returned to her mother's tender womb. Homogeneous and comfortable, with no distractions. She was honored to be a baby, and she was also honored to be a person next to Gugia, and the thought that earthlings would not be able to reach the spaceship manufacturing technology of Gugia anyway, embroidery had a very complicated taste in her heart.

After all, she was the first normal earthlings to ride this kind of spaceship, and the problem was that no one shared this taste, no matter how joyful it was.

"Hurry up, don't think about it, do earthlings like you like to think so much?" Gugia landed a large palm on the ground, the soft sponge on her.

"Stay a little longer."

Babies don't want to leave their mothers at all.

"You look at the outside world, you haven't seen it, you've never been here." Gugia couldn't help but say, and an arm passed under the embroidered thigh, and then wrapped his arms around her neck from below. Gently hug, embroidery into the air.

It's like a baby being forcibly pulled out of the womb by an obstetrician.

Yes, they saw a shocking scene that they had never seen in their lives - to say that it was a prison cell and not like a prison cell, to say that it was like a palace and not like a palace, a dwelling? Mausoleum?

It's like everything here. It gives people an eerie feeling again. The gloomy atmosphere is thick and indissolvable, and it is suppressed in the hearts of those who are not strong-willed, especially the hearts of embroidery. It was as if something bad was about to happen like a storm.

In fact, embroidery has always had this terrible, but powerless feeling. Just like before her parents wanted to tell her about the divorce, before she could say it, she ran away from home, went for several months, and a lot of wonderful things happened, and when she came back, she had changed and became acceptable to such a terrible ending.

Xiuxiu didn't dare to look at it, and had to open his eyes and stare at it, the whole structure here, full of people, all kinds of people, arranged in a divergent pattern in some special geometric shape. Each individual was tall and majestic, more powerful than the Gugia, let alone too much.

They were dressed in cloth clothes, some in battle armor, some on horseback, and some on book. It's dark and quiet. There are only some very faint reflections of light, which may be an "accidental fire" caused by the spontaneous combustion of a chemical substance.

"Are they still alive?" Xiuxiu couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know." Even too, I was amazed. He reached out and touched it. But he quickly retracted his hand.

"What's wrong? Is it hot? Gugia asked him.

"No, it just seems to have electricity."

"Electricity? Did the Qin Dynasty have electricity? It's impossible, if this is the Qin Dynasty, there will be no electricity. ”

"Don't you humans still store the energy of lightning?" This is a rare innocence in Guguia.

"How is that possible. Storing lightning? This thing, what you said is incredible, it's like asking humans to fly naked in the clouds. ”

"Even the people of the lower civilized planets know about this transformation technology."

"Are you saying that the civilization of our earth is not even inferior?"

"Don't speak. You listen, there is a voice. ”

"Help me, help me." A voice as thin as a gossamer floated slowly.

"What's the sound!"

This little man with thick lines didn't hear any sound.

"Shhhh Don't talk, listen carefully. ”

"Help me, help me." The voice struggled for a moment.

They searched for the voice. Lost among a pile of terracotta figurines of a big man.

"Is it alive?" Embroidery is talking to itself.

"It's alive, we're alive."

"You just said to save you, how to save you?"

"Our meat, our **, give us back our **."

"Where? Your**? ”

"In the direction of 8 o'clock."

Gugia didn't think about finding that direction, but there was nothing but a clearing that looked like a small hill.

Gugia glanced at it with his biological eyes. Nothing, just some simple mineral structures.

"Where? Your**? ”

"Go in, go in, get inside that."

"Wow." I became inexplicably excited and excited. "Got a trap?"

Tai and Gugia walked to the vicinity of the stone qiu. was about to look for a mechanism, but was blocked by embroidery: "Wait a minute, don't act rashly!" Maybe there is fraud. ”

"Oh, yes, beyond the Mayan Valley, there are demons in the heart, and evil spirits are wandering."

The weak hairspring's voice seemed to be more shocked. "You... Actually... Don't believe me. ”

Then there was a terrible silence, and something that the sound represented seemed to have completely disappeared from the face of the earth.

It was when the three of them were in the middle of a kind of helplessness. Gugia was keenly aware of a movement. He immediately used a powerful ray to block the opening of the door.

In the philosophical world of Gugia, there is no right or wrong, only relations, and when a voice has an element of resistance, its corresponding relation must be intercepted.

Just like when Mu asked to leave, then their relationship was sour.

Whether it's Mu or Gugia, change has to be made.

We want to change the power that was once balanced.

But Gugia's philosophy makes Mu sad, and love always makes people sad.

Mu was young, Gugia didn't even see the process, she disappeared.

Then the voice came out of nowhere, and snorted softly as if to express gratitude.

That was the first time that Mr. was blocked out of the door of the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang.

(End of chapter)

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