In Qin Beiyang, who guarded the tomb in Bailuyuan, he never shaved his face again, and his beard grew from his lips, chin and cheeks, like a stubble of leeks. He inherited his father's abundant hormones, and he will definitely have a beard in the future.

Spring is the season when all things mate, and not only animals but also people have uncontrollable desires. The spring night resounded with the tragic sound of wild cats calling spring. Nine Colors often attacks the Ghost God from behind, half joking and half expressing love, but unfortunately the Sweat Horse has no interest in interracial mating. Qin Beiyang slept in the ancient cemetery palace every night, although the lung cancer did not recur, but the biological clock in the morning made him lonely and unbearable, and the young man with strong blood could only rely on his right hand to solve the problem.

In the fifth month of the lunar calendar and the sixth month of the Gregorian calendar, the weather is getting hotter, and the wheat harvest season is coming.

Guanzhong is rich in two kinds of "guests", one is "knife customers", escorting the family and nursing homes for the rich commercial bank; The second is the "wheat ke" - during the wheat harvest season, the destitute and landless peasants, if they are young and strong, hard-working, and have harvesting experience, will wander around with sickles to villages where there is a lack of labor, and be hired to harvest wheat.

Because of the different geographical climate, the wheat harvest time is slightly different, for example, the earliest wheat ripening in Guanzhong, then the Yinchuan Plain, and finally the Loess Plateau in northern Shaanxi, migrating like migratory birds. The wheat customers wandered all the way, harvesting heavy wheat for others in exchange for a meager income. They often come in groups, fathers and sons, so as not to be bullied.

Qin Beiyang joined the ranks of the McKes. Working with him were the three Liu brothers, who were about the same age as him and came from Baoan County in northern Shaanxi. The three brothers did not have an inch of land in their hometown, and their ancestors had been tenants for the landlord for generations, and their father and mother starved to death in the famine a few years ago, and now they can only be wheat customers in order to make a living, otherwise they will not even be able to marry their daughter-in-law when they go home.

Qin Beiyang, the son of a craftsman who grew up in the underground palace, has never done farm work in the middle of the day, and his movements began to be a little clumsy, selling his sweat under the scorching sun, bending down and wielding a sickle, like a swordsman in Guanzhong in the shadow of a sword. The crackling sound of the straw being cut is like the click of a severed head. He followed the wheat customers to harvest and bundle the wheat, and the fields were full of tufts of wheat. In front of him is the golden wave of wheat undulating with the wind, but behind him is the neat wheat stubble after the wave has receded. No matter how strong the body is, it often can't straighten up for half a day. Some people were unable to control their movements, and were even killed by their own scythes.

The super-heavy labor every day made Qin Beiyang's appetite soar, and he could eat several bowls of noodles at a meal. After dark, the wheat customers slept in the fields, enjoying the cool and idle nonsense, telling meat jokes, chatting about whose new daughter-in-law and little widow, counting a few copper plates, and calculating the next stop to harvest wheat.

During the Dragon Boat Festival in 1921, the wheat on the Bailu Plain was harvested. Qin Beiyang was the last to get up from the field, shirtless, carrying a sickle, and between the two strong chest muscles, there was a Hetian warm blood jade pendant. Sweat glittered in the sun, like rubbing olive oil.

Suddenly, a sturdy white horse appeared on the ridge in front of him. There was a girl in a black veil, dressed in black, wearing a hat, riding heroically on the saddle.

Even if he didn't see her face, just this figure and powerful aura, Qin Beiyang had already guessed the result: "Sister Ayou!" ”

The girl dismounted, removed her veil, and revealed her eighteen-year-old face. Her cheeks were rounder again, and her breasts bulged out, like a layer of grease from the scorching sun.

The small town tomb beast Nine Colors guards the master's side, although it is the appearance of a mastiff dog, with a thick mane, but it is not afraid of the heat, and will not stick out its tongue like a dog to dissipate heat.

Qin Beiyang subconsciously looked around, and Ah You said indifferently: "Don't look at it!" Brother, I didn't bring anyone, and I came to you alone. ”

"How do you know that I live in seclusion in the White Deer Plain?"

"I guess, if you return to Guanzhong, the place you want to go to the most will be the Bailuyuan Tang Dynasty Tomb - your own birthplace."

She led the white horse to the tomb of the little prince of the Tang Dynasty.

Qin Beiyang thought that he was naked and quite unsightly in front of the girl's house, smiled awkwardly, and protected his chest with a sickle: "If that's the case, aren't you afraid that I will kidnap you?" Even...... Harm to you? ”

"First, brother, I don't believe you're going to do anything despicable to me; Second, since I was saved by you from the old eunuch of Emperor Guangxu's tomb when I was six years old, then Ayou's cheap life was given by you, brother. If you want to take it, then please, Ah Yu will never resist! ”

Qin Beiyang walked side by side with Ah You, and the antler-shaped birthmark on the back of his neck was like a flame rushing to the back of his head. The big girls and little daughters-in-law in the field envied the girl who led the white horse.

When I arrived at the tomb of the Tang Dynasty, I actually stood several pairs of stone Weng Zhong and stone horses and stone sheep. It was found that the huge tomb had been cleaned up by Qin Beiyang, and there was only a thin layer of grass and a few green cypress trees.

The sweaty horse found Ah You, but she gave this BMW to Qin Beiyang at the beginning. The ghost god rushed to Ah You's side and talked to her affectionately.

She touched the horse's head and said, "Brother, do you want to go down and have a look?" ”

"See what?" Qin Beiyang was still vigilant, "Isn't the coffin in the underground palace in your hands?" ”

"Indeed, the coffin of the little prince of the Tang Dynasty has been properly kept by me, and it is foolproof, please rest assured that my brother." Ah You walked slowly around the tomb, and his words changed, "If the coffin is still under this tomb, I am afraid that it will be dug up by warlords, bandits, and even Western powers at any time." ”

"Are you protecting the coffin?"

Ah You let go of the sweaty horse and stepped on a handful of loess on the tomb: "At least, it wasn't us who dug up the coffin of the little prince from the bottom." ”

"Sister, everything you do won't be for no reason, you ask me to go down and take a look, there must be secrets in the underground palace? Does it have something to do with my birth? Qin Beiyang frowned, and touched Jiu Se's head again, "Or follow it!" ”

"Not bad."

Qin Beiyang nodded slightly, looking up at the sky, looking down at the loess, looking at Weishui in the north, and Qinling in the south, he was destined to return to his birthplace.

"However, I have not even been able to find my mother's remains, so how can I find the entrance to this tomb?"

As for the year of Gengzi, when Qin Beiyang was born, the thief hole that the old Qin couple fell into must have been arranged in the dark, and it was by no means an accident of war and chaos, nor could it be disobeyed by manpower.

Ah You walked and walked, only to see another crooked-necked ancient locust tree next to the tomb, she stepped out and said, "The tomb entrance is here!" ”

"Are you sure?"

On the White Deer Plain, Qin Beiyang was half naked, hanging from this crooked-necked locust tree, and his strong biceps let him do a few pull-ups in a row.

"Dig down! The tomb crossing can be seen. ”

Three years ago, Ah You and others returned to the Bailuyuan Tomb with the coffin of the little prince of the Tang Dynasty, and it was from here that they entered the underground palace.

He summoned the town's tomb beast, crouched down and said, "Nine-colored, nine-colored, do you want to go home and have a look?" ”

Nine colors blinked their glass-colored eyeballs and nodded in agreement.