This voice is really super powerful, it is tantamount to thunder from the sky, so startled that I trembled all over, and almost sat on the ground!

At the same time, the conversation between the two in the room also stopped abruptly, and it was obvious that this shout was also heard. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And the person who made such a strong sound, I don't have to look back, I know who else will there be besides Park Weng?

I saw him striding over, and after shouting, he asked, "Is the girl here?" I've got something to look for her. ”

I really wanted to ignore him and get out of the house, but everyone in the house knew that someone was here, and if I ran away in dismay, wouldn't it be the same as admitting that I had done something dirty?

In fact, the things that Sang Qing talked about are some past events between her and Mo Yan, and I have every right to listen to them! …… Well, so I don't need to be weak-hearted...... Right?

But if such a scene can stump me, but it will be in vain for these thirty years, and I will go through this inexplicable history again, I immediately restrained the panic in my heart, and smiled at Pu Weng: "I don't know, I just arrived, let's go in and have a look?" ”

As he spoke, he generously lifted the curtain and walked in.

Sang Qing and Meng Jiang in the room walked in as if nothing had happened, and looked at each other for a moment, and both seemed to have some embarrassed looks on their faces. It seems that no matter how much I whitewash, Cao Cao will be Cao Cao in this way, and I still don't feel comfortable with it.

However, Pu Weng followed me in, and as soon as he saw Meng Jiang, he said, "You are here, there are some things I want to discuss with you......"

This somewhat awkward atmosphere was interrupted by the discussion of serious matters. It's just that the words that Sang Qing said have always lingered in my heart, and I can't let go of them.

If my guess is correct, the Bo Yanjun she calls should be Mo Yan and her common mentor, who was once as famous as the head of the Xiji Academy, that talented and invincible genius - Dong Ion.

The two of them should have been learning Taoism with Dong Ion since then, and after the death of their master, they came out to break into the world, and they joined the door of Duchun Jun together until now.

There may still be doubts in this experience, for example, why did Mo Yan show resistance and even anger towards Sang Qing's arrival? But this can at least be explained as a misunderstanding caused by Sang Qing's oversensitivity or the fact that the sky was too dark at that time.

What makes me even more puzzled is why Mo Yan chose to forget such a precious-sounding experience?

If it weren't for Park On's sudden arrival, I would have really wanted to keep listening. Maybe you can find some clues from Sang Qing's next narration and solve this question of mine.

But what about now? I peeked at Sang Qing from time to time, but I saw that she was just listening to Meng Jiang and Pu Weng discussing some technical details with a serious face, and there was no longer the relaxed little daughter attitude I felt just now. It is entirely conceivable that as a person who should have remembered those histories equally clearly, if I asked her directly, I would only stab her, and there would be absolutely no good fruit to eat.

Another thing that worries me is the "evil ghost" that Meng Jiang refers to, listening to their meaning, the reason why I saw the rapidly spreading dark gate in that magic circle is that the problem is my problem, but to be honest, since I came to this era, I have always felt that I am in a good state, if it weren't for the fact that I have been reminding myself who it is, I would almost have to regard myself and Mo Yan as the same person!

If there really were such a demon, would I not feel it at all? What is the relationship between this point and the story told by Sang Qing?

These unsolved mysteries haunted me for the next few days, but the objective conditions never gave me such an opportunity to explore the clues. As the logistics minister appointed by Meng Jiang, I quickly fell into the busy material preparation, personnel deployment, schedule and reporting and other miscellaneous matters, and the core technical personnel of them gathered less and separated more, and in the last two or three days, everyone was staying up late to work, and I could hardly even say a word.

We all know very well that Ying Zheng, as the king of a country, is busy with government affairs, and it is impossible for him to stay here for a long time, and if it were not for such a major matter, he would not have come here in person at all. Therefore, the promised seven days, that is, the seven days that are certain, do not allow any slackness.

At the same time, I also understood why Meng Jiang was able to set the soul hair growth circle in such a short time frame. Because these days, Pu Yunqi's weak seed of life has been carried by her, and she is using her life energy to accelerate this process of germination. Of course, it was not possible to do so without a price, and by the last two days her face was becoming more and more pale, and her eyes were gloomy, and she was full of fatigue, which made us all feel pain in our eyes, but we admired it.

But such dedication and hard work worked, and by the morning of the eighth day, the moment that had attracted everyone's attention and could almost be said to have changed the history of human development had finally arrived!

Witnessing all this, in addition to me and Sang Qing, Qin Qi, Ru Ji, Pu Weng, and Meng Jiang, there are only Yingzheng and Zhang Han. The location was arranged in a dug cavern. Aside from the fact that the space is not too large and there are not too many perimeter defenses, the environmental conditions here are almost the same as the burial pits that will be prepared for the terracotta warriors in the future.

What makes me more emotional is that from beginning to end of this matter, Yingzheng has never let Wei Ji participate. And all the arrangements we have made are also whitewashed with the "needs of the imperial tomb fortifications", and they are completely confidential to the outside world. After all, a few insignificant little people are busy coming and going, and it is not reminiscent of any feat. And Ying Zheng is seriously inspecting the project these days, as if he is really worried about his future place to live, or to encourage the participants of this protracted project.

Now, in the middle of the room, a high platform was built, on which was placed an uncovered sarcophagus, surrounded by several steps, which looked like the tomb of a certain person. But the difference is that the "people" placed in this sarcophagus are not about to be laid to rest, but are about to be reborn.

Under the gaze of several people on the spot, Meng Jiang slowly walked up the steps, walked to the front and back of the sarcophagus, her hands seemed to flip, and a small light and shadow appeared on her palm, different from the faint flame she had seen before, this light at this time had already appeared blue, red, yellow, and white four colors of brilliance, spinning and jumping, vivid and gorgeous, and suddenly illuminated the originally somewhat dim stone room!

But the beating light quickly subsided, and it was Meng Jiang who reached out and gently lowered it into the sarcophagus. No one could see what she was doing, but after a short moment, she withdrew her hands, raised her sleeves and brushed her forehead, and sighed softly, "It's done." (To be continued.) )