Mount Tai, since ancient times, has been passed down too many magnificent legends.

In the history of Chinese civilization, there is an indelible historical imprint.

The golden crow hangs high, and the streamer is sprinkled all over the earth.

At this time, in the depths of the Taishan Mountains, a group of five people walked in the uninhabited, dark and silent dense forest.

The first person, dressed in camouflage uniform, is generally tall, has short hair less than an inch long, and has a rather delicate face, and looks a little handsome.

He held a mountain knife in his right hand and a long stick of more than a meter in his left hand. From time to time, scout the road ahead and clear some low bushes to clear a path for the team behind you.

The dense forest is dark and full of shadows, except for the occasional low chirping of birds.

Li Junhao walked out of this jungle and looked at the Grand Canyon in front of him. He held the mountain knife in his right hand and wiped the sweat with his left hand.

He turned his head and glanced at the four behind him. Weakly asked an old man with a white beard, "Old Mo, there is a canyon ahead. Where to go next. ”

He felt like he was crazy!

He really followed Mo Lao to Mount Tai to find the pre-Qin ruins.

The ruins of a large ship called Mirage!

For the search for the mirage ruins in the depths of the Taishan Mountains, Li Junhao is really powerless to complain. Not to mention that Shandong belonged to the Qi State in the pre-Qin period, even if it dominated the world in Great Qin, it was not necessarily peaceful.

The most important thing is to build a big ship in the deep mountains and old forests!

Oh my God, you built a spaceship in the Qin Dynasty!

Although there are all kinds of malicious speculations about Mo Lao's archaeological expedition, such as Alzheimer's disease!

But work still has to be done, for a good young man who is not wealthy, and has a high level of self-motivation.

Regardless of whether it is right or wrong, the leader is always right.

Mo Lao didn't answer, he took out a broken animal skin that looked quite ancient.

From time to time, he compared with the surrounding mountains, and sometimes against the blue sky, as if to determine the direction of the stars.

After a long time, Mo Lao's expression became more and more excited, his cheeks flushed abnormally, two lines of tears rushed out, and he danced and shouted: "It's here, it won't be wrong." Thirty years, thirty years, I finally found it, found it. ”

Since thirty years ago, Mo Lao, who was still in the prime of life, came across a strange map of the pre-Qin period, and Mo Lao, who had become famous in the archaeological world, gradually disappeared from the public's eyes.

In order to find the legends recorded on the map, he spent thirty years searching for various historical documents and other map fragments.

In the past thirty years, the green silk has turned into silver hair, her tall figure has begun to be restrained, and her face is full of the inscription of time.

Thirty years, there can be several thirty years in life!

"Mo Lao, be careful. Li Junhao noticed Mo Lao's swaying figure, and hurriedly stepped forward to carefully support the old man who was almost fainting with excitement.

Looking at Mo Lao, whose face was not very good, he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

He doesn't understand. What kind of belief can make a person pursue it rain or shine for 30 years.

He doesn't understand. What kind of perseverance can make an old man in his old age work tirelessly in the vast Mount Tai Mountains to explore personally.

He didn't even dare to imagine how terrible this kind old man would be if he found that what he was after was nothing more than a dream.

"It's old. Mo Lao breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the sky, not knowing what he thought. He patted Li Junhao's hand and sighed with emotion.

"With Mo Lao's body and bones, he will be able to live a long life. Find the ruins. Li Junhao helped him sit down and comforted.

As he spoke, he looked at the three indifferent people in the distance. He was dissatisfied, even if the three of them were investors, but Mo Lao was old and almost had an accident, and they didn't even have the most basic care greetings.

Really, it's chilling.

However, he didn't notice the wary eyes between the three of them.

They understood better than Li Junhao's master and apprentice what an earth-shattering secret was hidden in the ruins this time!

"Haha, to find this unprecedented ruin, the old man's life is worth it. If this ruin is excavated, it will completely rewrite the history of mankind!" Speaking of the mirage ruins, Mo Lao's face was full of excitement, like a child who had found a toy.

For him in his old age, there is no pursuit of fame and fortune. But after thirty years of pursuit, the answer is about to be obtained.

There is nothing more to be happy about.

The sun is slanting in the west, and the remnant sun is like blood.

In the canyon, on a platform with obvious traces of artificial excavation, Li Junhao touched his chin and looked at the stone wall in front of him in disbelief.

A broken totem of the Xuanyao, and a vague small seal.

There really are Daqin ruins here!

Thinking of the mirage that Mo Lao said, he was extremely curious.

Could it be that there is something really about a mirage?

"Mo, Mo Lao. What is a mirage?" As a good student who is studious, Li Junhao thoroughly carries forward the studious spirit of asking questions if you don't understand. Even because of the excitement, he asked with a stammer.

Am I about to take part in an archaeological event that will make a name for itself?

At this time, he completely forgot his previous criticism of Mo Lao in outer space, paranoia, and Alzheimer's.

Hehe, what are you talking about, I really don't understand?

"Legend has it that Qin Shi Huang ruled the world and achieved unprecedented feats. He was no longer content to just become an ordinary emperor. ”

"He wants to live forever! He gathered hundreds of schools of thought, collected the world's miracles, and forged an unprecedented ship. A big ship that is enough to go to Immortal Island and ask for immortality. ”

"That's a mirage!" Mo Lao wore a pair of white gloves, gently stroking the broken totems and handwriting on the cliff. It's like touching a lover, and the face hangs with unprecedented satisfaction.

Li Junhao rolled his eyes and pursed his lips, immortal or something.

Hehe.

"Snort. ”

Before he could express his opinion, a disdainful sneer came from behind him.

Li Junhao followed the prestige, a young man with a gloomy face, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and his face was full of disdain.

He glared angrily and was about to speak. Mo Lao's hand pressed on his arm lightly, signaling him not to start a dispute.

Looking at the arrogant and disdainful face of the young man. He spat hard in his heart, what a fucking fuck investor, what the hell is this.

"Xiao Li, the old man is here to test your foundation, and see what Xiao Seal writes here. Mo Lao was worried that Li Junhao would be young and vigorous, and he would clash with the gloomy young man again, and pulled him towards a stone tablet in the cave that was almost intact.

"Thanks, Mo Lao. Li Junhao turned his face sideways and whispered gratefully.

He instantly understood Mo Lao's thoughts, doing their business, especially a novice like him who has no qualifications, once there is a conflict with the investor, then the road after that is basically over.

"You're young. Mo Lao smiled with satisfaction. I am quite satisfied with this clever student.

The stele is half a foot high, half a foot thick, and boxy, which can be clearly seen to be man-made.

Li Junhao picked up the tools and carefully handled the moss and other things on the stone stele.

Half loud, the sun sinks.

He carefully put away his tools and looked at the near-intact stele. It is engraved with a full of big Qin small seals.

I don't know if it's a material problem, or if it's not visited for a long time. The handwriting on it is fairly legible, at least fairly complete.

"Xu Fu, the minister of Yin and Yang, was ordered by the first emperor to supervise the mirage in the secret realm and live up to the king. It lasted 12 yuan and was a mirage. ”

Before he finished reading the stele, Li Junhao was already sweating profusely. He touched the stele with trembling hands, and the cold stele told him that it was not a dream.

How is this possible?

One Yuan Hui is 129,600 years!

Twelve Dollar Meeting!

The recorded history of China is only 5,000 years!

And what kind of incredible mirage would be that it took nearly 1.5 million years to gather the power of the world!

This.

"Xiao Li, how is it. What is written above. Mo Lao, who was tidying up the tent not far away, looked at Li Junhao and asked expectantly.

For the legendary mirage ruins, Mo Lao was already impatient. Any piece of useful information at this point may save them a lot of time.

"Mo Lao, this. Or do you come and see for yourself. The corners of Li Junhao's mouth twitched, revealing a smile that was more ugly than crying.

He lamented in his heart, what a dog.

Could it be that my little seal has been so wrong?

Otherwise, how could such a ridiculous result be obtained?

Mo Lao didn't think too much about it, he just thought that he had encountered some problem. After all, even if it was himself, he didn't dare to say that he knew all the little seals.

Li Junhao looked at Mo Lao tightly, with expectation and worry in his eyes.

It's hard to believe, but Holmes didn't say that when you rule out all the impossible, whatever is left, even the impossible must be the truth.

It turns out that although Mo Lao has some knowledge of the mirage site, it is also extremely limited.

He looked at the stele, and for a moment, both of them were confused.

One old and one young, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, are all at a loss.

If what the stele says is true, then the entire history of mankind will be rewritten!

Li Junhao couldn't help but breathe faster when he thought of the huge benefits and honors brought by the excavation of the ruins.

This is a major event destined to go down in history!

What man doesn't have his own dreams and ambitions? Who can be indifferent to the opportunity to make a name for eternity?

Perhaps, but he is not. Huge benefits, let him be lost.

Mo Lao swept over the three people who set up the tent outside without a trace, his face was a little gloomy, he looked at Li Junhao who was overjoyed, and said firmly: "We will definitely find the ruins, go back successfully, and make it public." ”

"Mo Lao, what should we do now?" Li Junhao didn't notice Mo Lao's abnormality, and his heart was already filled with surprise at this time.

Although the sky was dark, there was such a huge surprise.

His heart is as hot as the sun.

He stared at Mo Lao with burning eyes, as if expecting Mo Lao to agree to explore the depths of the cave now.

Mo Lao's eyes were a little gloomy, and he said lightly: "It's dark, let's talk about it tomorrow." ”

Although Li Junhao was a little unwilling, when he thought of Mo Lao's body, he could only compromise helplessly, followed behind Mo Lao in frustration, and returned to the tent.