"Boom!" a loud voice shook the entire Imperial Mausoleum.

On the Imperial Tomb......

"It's an earthquake, run away!" many tourists panicked.

"Call the upper floor, the security department calls the upper floor, there is an inexplicable strong earthquake in the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang......"

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Interior ...... Imperial Tomb

"It's not good, Uncle Zhen must have had an accident, let's go back and take a look. ”

Inexplicably, Yu Minghong had a trace of panic, this panic, he had never had.

Although Uncle Zhen has always appeared as Jiang Tian, Yu Minghong regards him as his dearest person in his heart. Who doesn't have the weakest place in his heart, and Yu Zhen has become a piece of tender meat in Yu Minghong's heart, and no one can hurt him.

Some things want to make people happy, and some things want to make people sad. And the volcano that Yu Minghong was angry at the moment had already erupted.

"Calm down. Yu Wentao looked at Yu Minghong's red eyes and clenched fists, and patted him on the shoulder, "You have to calmly take revenge, we may still have enemies to destroy." ”

After speaking, Yu Wentao nodded to him again, "I'm sure you'll adjust it." ”

Everyone will have a different view on anger, violence is one, forbearance is another, and calmness is another, and Yu Wentao obviously belongs to the last.

Calm does not mean not being angry, on the contrary, it is the anger of the apex, because calm, will bring infinite horror to the enemy.

Placing Honghong, the mouse, and the chrysanthemum in a hidden place, the two quickly carried the Thriller back to the altar.

But as soon as they arrived at the altar, the two of them had huge suspicions, where was there still a little bit of an altar, the whole place was as empty and vast as the Hulunbuir grassland, empty, only a thick layer of ash. After a few circles around, I still saw the beating oil lamps, and I confirmed the place.

Faced with such a place, the hearts of the two of them swayed and swayed.

"Yu Wentao, do you think Uncle Jiang will hang up like this?" Yu Minghong asked cautiously

"I think it will...... No way...... I don't know. ”

"Fortunately, I didn't bring red chrysanthemums and rats, they are still too fragile in their hearts, and I guess they will definitely cry. Yu Minghong sighed all the time.

"Why don't I see you cry?" Yu Wentao asked rhetorically.

It's Yu Minghong's turn to freeze there, this thing is too weird, I can't tell it, the reality is that Uncle Jiang must have died with the enemy. But I always feel that Uncle Jiang may not be dead, and as for why, I can't say.

"You feel this way too?" In just a moment, Yu Wentao gained insight into Yu Minghong's opinion.

Then the two began to restore the scene, trying to fumble some events.

The damn Ying Wu Lao Bangzi actually repaired the plank road openly and Chen Cang in secret, delayed time there, secretly asked people to defuse the bombs, and then reused these bombs to die with Uncle Jiang.

After the two summarized, they agreed that Yingwu is too deep in the city, and he is also a hero.

Then there is Uncle Jiang, from the previous praying mantis catching cicada and yellow finch to the later inside and outside, and he is the only one who can play against Yingwu.

Sai Zhuge deserves to be Sai Zhuge !

But everyone has evaporated from the world.

Is it a bomb, or something else?

Did Uncle Jiang die?

Did Yingwu become an immortal?

What is the deepest secret of the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang?

One question after another invaded the minds of the two, and unless Uncle Jiang came back to life and reappeared, it would be possible to solve all these mysteries.

It's a pity that they're not here now.

"Wait, you say, if Uncle Jiang hadn't died, would it ......" Yu Wentao suddenly frowned.

"You mean ......"

The two suddenly separated. Then he threw himself on the ground and reached for something with his hand to the bottom of the ashes.

Only a moment later, the two of them touched what they wanted.

It is something wrapped in a human skin mask, in the shape of an egg.

"Great, Uncle Jiang really left something for us. The two of them were excited.

Peeling back the human skin mask, inside was a letter.

Some of the contents are as follows:

Xiao Ming, Xiao Tao, this letter is written to the two of you, you have a calm personality and are calm in trouble, so there are some things mentioned below, you should not tell Honghong, Yuhuang and Xiaohao.

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First of all, after you read this letter, I guess I am no longer alive, but don't worry too much, I may also be alive, it depends on the will of God, I know Ying Wu too well, arrogant, and explosive personality, I can't imagine that he will be a strategist, perhaps, he is a hero.

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Then there is the question of the background of Yuhuang and Honghong, they are neither the Jiang family nor the Yu family, in fact, they are orphans I picked up on the side of the road, adopted by me, and have been brought up, you better not tell them about this.

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The most important point is that in this world, there were immortals, and the first emperor was probably not dead.

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If the altar is gone, then the imperial tomb will be closed, and you will face a road of nine deaths and one life, and the map I gave you is only the initial one, and the back road will have to be deduced by you.

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Also, the human skin mask used to wrap the letter is very important, you should keep it properly, I have only figured out some of its functions......

Firm belief and careful thinking will lead to endless life.

After reading the content of the letter, the two of them looked shocked for a while, pondered for a while, and then sighed again and again.

By the time they returned to the location of the rats, they had already woken up and gathered for a meeting.

The two decided to listen for a while.

The atmosphere was somber.

The mouse asked tentatively, "You say, will Uncle Jiang be in trouble?"

I don't know who Lao Jiang is, although I speculate that my brother and I are most likely not his own children, but if he is a father for one day and a father for life, he will definitely not be able to have an accident. Honghong was comforting, and it was obvious that she was a little lacking in qi.

At this point, Yu Minghong can be regarded as taking a breath, and there is probably no problem with that matter.

"Lao Jiang must be fine, he survived eighteen years ago, now we should think about where to go, and, where did the damn Xiao Ming and Yu Wentao die? knocked us unconscious, and then ran away irresponsibly?"

Yu Minghong and Yu Wentao, who were secretly shivering.

"Ahem, it's not that serious, I'm just so unwelcome?" Yu Minghong laughed dryly.

Yu Wentao shrugged his shoulders, the meaning is obvious, you really don't want to be unwelcome.

Hearing the voice, several people cried with joy and hurriedly rushed over.

Okay, you're a calf, and you finally know you're back. This is undoubtedly the unanimous opinion.

Soon, though, the place was drowned out by laughter.

"I'll you, what are you two doing, hahahahaha......" Chrysanthemum laughed evilly.

Honghong held her stomach with her hands, and the rat pounded the ground.

Only then did Yu Minghong notice that there was a thick layer of dust on his body, which was made when he was looking for the things left by Uncle Jiang before, and then looked at Yu Wentao, only his eyes and nose were outside.

The two looked at each other, and they couldn't laugh.

Since we will see you again, let's forget about the unpleasantness first, real friends together, even if it is difficult and sad, but there will always be a moment when you will be baptized, forget sorrow, even if it is a small and small thing, you will be infected by optimism.

Perhaps, this is life. On the one hand, he brings us frustration and sentimentality, and on the other hand, he teaches us to read what happiness looks like.

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Half an hour later......

"Let's go, we should go. Yu Minghong beckoned.

"Let's go, the only way to live. And they were silent.