"Woo ......"

The train whistle blew across the vast land, like a long dragon, galloping straight to Xi'an.

All the way forward, all the way open, as if the thousand-year-old city revealed a burst of desolation.

............

Jiang, an ancient surname, knows that anyone who knows history knows that this surname originated in a feminist society and has been passed down to the present.

The Jiang family in Lintong, Xi'an, also has a long history, and the genealogy says that the Jiang family originated from a prominent ancestor Jiang Wei. However, according to the Jiang family, the Jiang family actually existed in the mythological era, and the ancestor should be Lu Shang, which is what we now call Jiang Ziya. He changed his surname to Jiang because he was sealed. In order to take refuge, the Qin Dynasty burned books and pit Confucianism, so it was moved to Xi'an, which was the location of the Qin Imperial Palace at that time. Perhaps because of the darkness under the lights, the Jiang family has been thriving until now. But there's no way to verify that.

The Jiang family in Lintong, Xi'an, as known to the world, is a wealthy family. And Jiangjia Town, where Jiang's family is located, can also see luxury cars coming in and out from time to time.

But in the eyes of those in the know, the Jiang family is actually a family of tomb robbers. However, there are indeed very few people in the know, and for most people, the Jiang family is indeed still the thousand-year-old giant.

The time was approaching evening, and the shadow of the sun was already tilted like words, giving the Jiang family's gate a sense of secrecy......

"Sir, please come in, my family patriarch has been waiting for you for a long time. In front of a quaint gate, a security guard with sunglasses said respectfully.

"Hmm. Immediately, a very flat voice sounded from the mouth of the black-clothed young man opposite the security guard, neither respectful nor arrogant.

Immediately the young man lifted his footsteps and looked through the gate and entered. It's worth mentioning, though. If there are attentive passers-by here, they will definitely be frightened.

That's because when the young man walked, he was quiet and didn't make a sound, and he was floating.

"Babble!"

The door closed slowly, and then there was absolute silence, which was terrifying.

The young man followed the pace of the security guard and slowly "floated" to the backyard.

The backyard is a typical ancient belt style building, but only some people know where this is the ancient style, which is clearly an ancient building handed down from ancient times.

In the middle of the backyard, there is a straight towering ancient tree, the roots are like a dragon, the branches are luxuriant, it looks like a big cedar tree from a distance, and it is weathered at a glance. However, only those who know know know that it is a golden silk nan. Value, absolutely expensive!

A bluestone path leads directly to the back of the ancient tree, and around the small tree, there are some smaller rockeries and some flowers and plants. A winding path is interesting, quite a bit of wine is not intoxicating, and everyone is drunk.

The whole backyard is filled with a sandalwood scent, which is neither strong nor light, but for those who are not used to it, it will have a headache.

Going around the old trees, there is a house in front. I saw that although it was evening, it was not dark at all.

It wasn't until this that the young man landed, squinting slightly, and looked at the courtyard carefully. It was only for a moment that I heard the young man bend his eyebrows and smile, which was very good-looking: "I see." ”

It turned out that when the young man saw this sudden brightness, he was thinking about the construction of the house. But I never thought that the mystery was actually on this wall, although the wall was high, but there were many square holes in the wall, and the walls of the two walls were bow-shaped, and the brush was snow-white.

The holes and bows are designed to let in light, while the white walls are used for reflection, allowing the human eye to see, and are imaged by the cornea and lens forming a convex lens to receive the reflection of the object. It's like the snow in an ancient story. The principle is the same.

"Come in, little underworld. "A kind voice came from the house.

"Yes. The young man looked at the blue bricks, red pillars, and yellow tiles in front of him. Without a hint of hesitation, he went straight forward, but this time he walked in instead of floating......

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In the room, a middle-aged man in a green shirt was talking to a young man, this young man was the young man in black just now, and it was Miao Yu Minghong, the only seedling of the Yu family of tomb robbers. In the past, the eight major tomb robber families joined forces to open the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, but they were wiped out, and the most heavy losses were the Yu family. At that time, the Yu family was already excluded, and they were almost squeezed out of the eight families. So Yu Fei, the head of the Yu family at that time, decided to break the cauldron and transfer eighteen members, a total of ten men and eight women, to the imperial tomb, it is no wonder that the number of people is small, now it is a society under the rule of law, and the number of tomb robbers is already scarce, and the Yu family, as a family of tomb robbers, is already considered to be a lot of people. At that time, it was the birth of Yu Minghong. So he left Yang Mei, who had a big belly, that is, Yu Minghong's biological mother.

Yang Mei, who was waiting to give birth, looked forward to Yufei's early return, but did not want to look forward to a bad news, and the eighteen people had to come back with the seventeen-year-old Yuzhen alone. Then Yu Zhen disappeared without a trace, leaving only a note written to Yu Minghong: Jiang Jiang, the believer of the Emperor's Mausoleum in eighteen years.

Eighteen years later, that is, now, the imperial mausoleum must be the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, Jiang, it is estimated that it is the meaning of the Jiang family. Yu Minghong guessed that his father must have encountered something unusual in the imperial tomb, and he must have something to do with several rival families in the Eight Great Families, otherwise he would not have jumped out of the news that only the Jiang family was the believer. Of course, all this has yet to be verified.

It is worth mentioning that this note was pondered by Yu Minghong for a long time, but it became more and more confusing.

"Xiao Ming, you have to be careful this time, you have to learn to protect yourself, so that you can understand some things." The middle-aged man in the green shirt advised.

It is the contemporary head of the Jiang family, Jiang Tian, who has a son and a daughter. The son's name is Jiang Yuhuang, nicknamed Jiang Juhua. The daughter is a younger sister, named Jiang Luohong, nicknamed Honghong. Together with Zhou Haoran of the Zhou family and Yuwen Tao of the Yuwen family, they were all childhood friends of Yu Minghong.

"Well, I will, Uncle Jiang. ”

"How heavy have you gotten to the top of your steps?" As if he was not at ease, Jiang Tian asked another question.

The Thrilling Leap is a secret book of light power jointly held by the eight great families, which means flying like a flying Hong. An absolute escape technique. There are three layers of nine speeds, one layer of Lingbo, two layers of invisible, and three layers of shadowless. Each layer is divided into three speeds: upper, middle and lower.

"Above the second layer!" Yu Minghong reported such a level, but he did have reservations, after all, if he was known to have practiced to the third layer intermediate at the age of seventeen, it would indeed be too shocking.

"Well, Feihong is invisible, and it can be regarded as self-preservation. Okay, let's go meet Yuhuang and Luohong, these two children are thinking of you!"

"Okay, then Uncle Jiang, I'll go first. Jade Minghong turned and went to the hall.

It's getting dark............

"Huh!" the match struck, polished the candle, illuminated the darkening room, and pulled Jiang Tian's shadow to the elder. Jiang Tian slowly pulled the door open.

"Big brother, I'm sorry for you!" Jiang Tian tied his hands behind his back and looked up at the beam of the house in distraction. It took a while for me to come to my senses.

"Get the emperor's tomb and win the world...... The emperor's tomb wins the world......" Jiang Tian frowned and muttered to thought......