Sure enough, the issue of returning the gun port still came out of the mouth of the female emperor.

Peng Qin bowed his head and was silent, and he really didn't know how to answer this sentence.

The female emperor had completely turned her back, bathing the whole person in the scorching midday sun, and her eyes were more far-reaching.

Suddenly, she let out a long sigh, and her tone became normal and strange: "Let's pay it back, my Dajia Empire, there is no shortage of this place, but there are some things in this place, and there are really no other places."

Peng Qin hurriedly answered: "Your Majesty is humble, my Dajia is known as the empire on which the sun never sets, occupying a quarter of the world's land, what he has in the north, I also have it, I have it, I have it, but he doesn't necessarily have it in the north."

The female emperor smiled, and her tone was suddenly a little decadent, "The people of the northern country always say that creation makes people, we don't have this sentence, and it is true, this last year, it was originally passed smoothly, it is indeed not worth mentioning, but at this time, that thing, it ...... It actually appeared."

"That thing?" Peng Qin subconsciously asked rhetorically, when the female emperor mentioned the words "that thing", her voice trembled obviously, Peng Qin couldn't imagine that there was anything that could make this female emperor who was over seventy years old and almost sat on the world so excited.

If there is, it must be something sacred that can change the world.

But the fact that the female emperor is already here means that that thing does exist.

Not only does it exist, but this thing, at this very moment, is in the locality, in this land of his governor.

Peng Qin's curiosity was about to reach his throat, and he began to itch faintly everywhere in his body, he gritted his teeth, tried to control his body to maintain his demeanor, and tried to maintain his gentlemanly demeanor.

Fortunately, the female emperor did not let herself wait too long, and soon she turned around, her gaze was calm and firm again, and ordered: "Peng Qin, you are limited to three days, in the gun port, to find that thing for this emperor."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Peng Qin knelt down on one knee, "But Your Majesty, please tell your subordinates what kind of thing that thing is, and where to find it?"

"A ghost." The female emperor spat out a word with great calm.

"A ...... Ghosts?" Although Peng Qin lowered his head, he could already see his doubts just by seeing his thick eyebrows.

"A ghost." The female emperor said this word for the second time, clearly and solemnly, for fear that Peng Qin would not hear it clearly or misunderstood, "Specifically, you discuss with these two gentlemen behind me, this emperor only needs one result, a good result."

A ...... Ghost?

A ...... Ghost!

Peng Qin was still pondering the exact meaning of this word, and there didn't seem to be any experience, experience or hearing related to it in his memory for him to understand the meaning of the empress's words, whether it was the ideology or any deeper meaning.

At this time, the door of the office, which had been closed, was politely and slowly opened, and the empress's shrewd and extremely tall female bodyguard led two maids in, and bowed respectfully, "Your Majesty, lunch is ready, please follow me to the dining room."

The empress didn't speak again, didn't even look at Peng Qin again, followed the guard officer, and walked out slowly with the support of the maid.

"Whew."

It wasn't until the Empress disappeared at the end of the corridor that Guy McLean let go of the face that had been holding up, stepped forward, and wrapped his arms around Peng Qin's shoulders intimately.

"Good brother, the glory and burden of the empire are all on you this time."

Although Peng Qin's heart was swaying at the moment, as the host, he still asked politely, "Why don't we go to dinner too, and we will talk about business later?"

Guy glanced back at the monk, who still didn't say a word, except that he was already seated at the small conference table beside him.

"Get someone to bring it in and eat, like we did at our luncheon."

Guy waved his hand, opened his briefcase, took out his notes, first sat down firmly opposite the monk, and then stretched out his hand to introduce, "Introduction, this is the Tibetan Zen Master, he is...... Her Majesty's Religious Adviser."

Peng Qin respectfully

He bowed to the monk, but the monk's face was like pig iron, let alone return the salute, and he didn't even look at himself.

"So, where do we start?" Peng Qin had no choice but to find himself a step down and ask Xiang Guy.

Guy was a nostalgic person, and it was evident from the notebook he used that was exactly the same as it had been thirty years ago, but it looked exactly the same as the one Guy had used to record all sorts of bizarre events thirty years ago.

In a trance, Peng Qin saw Guy take out two small pieces of paper from his notebook, about sixty-four kai in size, looking a little old, the corners of the paper were already yellowed and warped.

Peng Qin approached and saw that they were two small maps.

One is a general map of the northern country, and the other is a topographic map of Gun Harbor.

Guy shoved the map of the northern kingdom in front of Peng Qin, "Before answering your question about 'ghosts', let me ask you a question."

"Just ask." Peng Qin nodded.

Guy moved his fingers, "Peng Qin, what do you think the territory of this northern kingdom looks like from the map?"

"Like what? Do you mean this shape?" Peng Qin, who had been affirmed by Guy, smiled, "What else can it look like, like a big rooster, their own people say so."

Guy smiled too, "Then there is no doubt that the terrain of Gun Harbor is like a gun."

Peng Qin nodded, "That's no doubt, Guy, what do you want to say?"

Guy had the smile on his face that was unique to him when he was younger, the one that was sly, mysterious, and a little intimidating.

"I think the terrain of the northern country is more like a heart, and here—"

He placed his hand in the lower right corner of the "heart".

"—this little point, the port of guns, is a gun that hits this heart."

"That's a clever analogy." Peng Qin looked at the two maps, then looked at Guy's face, and seemed to understand whether he understood or not.

Guy grabbed the map of Gun Harbor again, placed it on the map of the Northlands, and lowered his voice, "As for the ghost, the ghost is just a code name, it could be a code name, a physical object, a technology, a person, a wild boar, of course, it could really be a ghost, all we know is that and confirm that it has appeared in Gun Harbor."

Guy's fingers suddenly exerted force, and he slammed at the map of the northern kingdom, until a huge hole was cut out of the territory of the northern kingdom, and the hole became bigger and bigger, and soon, the northern kingdom was torn apart on the map, becoming a few pieces of shredded paper.

"This ghost is the bullet that shoots the gun to the heart of the North, the only and deadly one."