Sister Yun stopped at this point.

Although I understand the ins and outs of the imperial tomb, as a materialist, it is really difficult to believe the so-called Xu Fu tomb.

However, in the vast desert, the construction of such a magnificent and majestic imperial mausoleum, if it was not borrowed from the hands of gods and men, how could mortals in the world do it?

Objectively speaking, this imperial tomb is not inferior to the pyramids of Egypt.

As for the treasures of the Qing court, this is credible.

Thinking of my China, there are countless treasures, and the Minjiang River in Meishan, Sichuan, is not full of thousands of treasures of the eight kings Zhang Xianzhong?

And the heart of the Japanese invaders to kill me has existed since ancient times.

However, I still have a lot of questions, and I can't finish chatting with Sister Yun until dawn.

Sister Yun's red lips moved, and said: Lead you into the mausoleum, after the triple gate, the journey of volleying in the air is called the road of no return, the journey of looking for the ladder is called the ladder without regrets, and the journey of wading is called the soul water.

I nodded and asked, "Sister, are there any patterns carved on the soles of your feet?"

She muttered, no longer answered, and looked cold.

I knew that she wouldn't have said what I shouldn't have known.

"Tomorrow morning, you can go back."

I looked at her, and then at the stars, noncommittal.

There are countless reasons for me to leave, such as I want to live a peaceful and peaceful life, I want a world without blood, and I want to fit into the normal track......

And there is only one reason why I can stay, here is Sister Yun.

It's by no means a matter of weighing the pros and cons of going and staying, but it's really tangled.

I begged in a low voice: Sister, come with me.

Sister Yun stood up, took a few steps forward, turned around, and said with a smile: Let you come, I just want you to know what Sister has been doing all these years. Tomorrow morning, you can go.

Before I could reply, she had already walked out of the house.

The lights in the room went out the moment she left.

The dim light and shadow dissipated little by little in the darkness.

I can understand her state of mind. Over the years, her heart has been bitter.

She let me know what she was doing, and it was like pouring out to me.

"Should I leave as if nothing happened, or should I stay for a while?"

This question, in my mind, swirled all night.

Obviously, she didn't mention many of the confidential matters about the Emperor's Tomb and the Zhuxin Society.

The stars in the sky became lighter and lighter, and the ink was stripped layer after layer, turning into a fresh light blue.

When I rolled over and got out of bed, through the huge bay window, I saw the golden sand sculpture garden.

Just like the feeling of the first time, it is still so magnificent, fantastical, and fascinating.

When the sky is clearer again. Sister Yun sent two men in civilian clothes to see me off.

I hesitated for a long time, but finally decided to leave.

Before leaving, Sister Yun didn't come to see me off. I don't know when I'll see each other this time.

Under the "Drunken Fang Xiu", from a distance, it is a building shaped like a wine bottle: the lower plate is wide, the middle is slender, and the upper head is slightly wider.

Last night, I slept on top of the bottle cap.

When you walk out of the gate of the sand sculpture garden, a golden heart-shaped firework blooms wantonly in the air.

I glanced up and muttered, "It's beautiful."

After getting on the plane, the green mountains and the clear water quickly receded in front of my eyes.

But I didn't have the slightest intention of enjoying the scenery.

I didn't think about anything anymore, leaned back on the back behind me, my eyelids closed heavily.

After snoozing for a while, my gaze suddenly caught an unfamiliar face.

The man was a thin man, with bean-eyed and eagle-nosed, long ear-length hair, and a mustache on his lips.

He sat on my right side, across the aisle from me. When I glanced at him, his gaze met mine.

His pupils were full of cruelty and gloom.

With just one glance, I smelled death.

I sat up straight.

At this point, I pretended to go to the bathroom, and when I came back, I looked at him seriously.

He wore a black suit, a blood-colored ring, and a wicked smile on his lips.

Suddenly, he raised his gaze and glanced at me, and his sneer intensified.

"Who is this man? Could it be that it was sent by the Heart Society? ”

During this time, I looked at him a few times as if I was casual, but he lowered his head and stopped looking at me.

"Why is he following me? I'm gone, what do I have to do with them? ”

My heart was terribly troubled.

When the announcement of the arrival came from the cabin, I hurried to get ready to leave.

Suddenly, I glanced to my right and saw that the man was gone.

I poked my neck out and searched the cabin, but I still couldn't see him.

"It's really weird, where did this man go?"

I was inexplicable, but I was also relieved.

I thought to myself: No matter what, I have no grievances with him, how can he embarrass a person like me who knows nothing and has never done anything?

After getting off the plane, I rushed to the underground parking lot.

Last night, Sister Yun had instructed Lao Gao to pick me up in the underground parking lot.

When I inadvertently glanced back, my heart suddenly stopped.

Oh my God, the man on the plane was right behind me, chasing my steps with a fierce look.

At this time, there are guards patrolling back and forth in the square, holding instruments.

After two or three steps in the direction of the guard, I turned back again.

Just imagine, if this man is from the Heart Society, it has something to do with Sister Yun. At that time, whether it is me or he leaks a trace of information about the Zhuxin Society, it will be unfavorable to Sister Yun.

For the sake of Sister Yun, I am willing to compromise.

Looking at the crowded airport, I don't think I need to worry too much. After all, this is the capital.

After entering the elevator, the man in black followed me in, and in addition to the two of us, there was also a pregnant woman with a big belly like a melon and a slightly upright waist.

Just now, the man in black was the last to enter, so he stood in front of me, and I stood side by side with the pregnant woman in the back.

I glanced at the camera in the elevator, and then at the man in black in front of me, and my heart calmed down.

"Oops, it hurts."

The pregnant woman next to her squatted down holding her stomach.

The moment she crouched down, she hugged my feet, her face turned dark.

I squatted down with her and asked, "Sister, what's wrong?"

Suddenly, at the moment when I squatted down, the back of my hand was bitten by a mosquito, and the itch was unbearable.

I hurriedly scratched the back of my hand, only to see a small pinhole on the back of my hand with interlaced blood vessels, and blood stains the size of sesame seeds spilled out of it.

At the same time, my brain felt like it had been slammed with a stick, and I was dizzy.

My eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and everything in front of me lost their original color and shape, and became blurry.

The man standing in front of me also crouched down, but it was not the pregnant woman who was holding me.

"Bang."

The elevator opened, and the pregnant woman sat up briskly and walked out.

At this time, other passengers came in one after another.

"Yo, what's wrong with this guy?"

"Oh, my brother was airsick and threw up just now, and now he is exhausted."

The man in black grabbed me by the waist and dragged me out of the elevator.

At this moment, I still have a trace of consciousness, trying to escape. However, the body is soft and crispy, and there is no half strength.

I tried to open my mouth and shout for help, but my head slumped back.

"Brother, hold on for a while, my brother will take you home."

The man in black shouted at the crowd, then whispered a sneer in my ear.

When I was dragged to the car by the man in black, he kicked me the head and said with a smile: Your death is not far off.