The result of interrogating Mogma was to clarify the whole story, but left new questions. Looking at Mogma again, after answering these words, he was already weak. Shi Yong saw her breathing heavily, and it was difficult to determine whether the old woman had concealed it. He silently shut up and looked at Zhao Yin.

"Mr. Marquis, I've finished asking."

Zhao Yin glanced at Mogma who was lying on the ground, and did not add any more questions, but turned to Hasen.

"Next, we will trouble the general."

In any case, Mogma is a Uryan Khan, so it would be inappropriate if Zhao Yin came to deal with it. Hasen was questioned in front of the villagers just now, and he felt a little annoyed. Zhao Yin's words could be considered as giving him some decent words.

He breathed a sigh of relief and said loudly: "Don't worry, marquis! Just leave the person to me."

Zhao Yin nodded, stopped talking, and took his people to evacuate Igande's home.

With this happening, Zi Shi Sanshi no longer had to sacrifice to the gods, and Nandi no longer had to be sent to Igande's house by his family to die. When they came out, Nandi's family followed him from afar, until Chu Daozi's residence, and the child mustered up the courage to rush up, and knelt in front of Zhao Yin and Shi Yong with a loud bang.

"Thank you, my husband, to save me."

The little girl's childishness has not faded, her voice is as crisp as an oriole as a valley, and she also has a hint of tremolo, obviously unable to completely recover from her fear.

Shi Yong stepped forward to help her up and said with a smile: "You're welcome, it's what we should do. Go back."

Nandi looked back at her parents, kowtowed three times before she got up and the whole family left with great gratitude.

Shi Yong's eyes kept following them.

Zhao Yin looked at the smile that emerged from her eyebrows and eyes, and curled her lips.

"Mr. Marquis, do you feel the joy of helping others?"

Shi Yong looked at him sideways. He looked at him with a calm look on his face, and smiled faintly, "You guy! Alas."

A sigh was full of deep meaning, and Zhao Yin's brows frowned again.

"Come in."

Shi Yong kept his expression and followed him into the felt tent. Xie Fang and Zhu Jiu and his guards were on guard outside as usual, and only Bai Zhi and Xin Er entered the tent.

"Master."

Before Bai Zhi spoke, he looked at Xin Er as usual, "Under the leadership of Brother Xin, we broke through several mechanisms of the secret path at the bottom of the well. The first exit we found was in a steep and dense forest on the border of Yanwu."

The first exit?

So, is there a second exit?

Looking at everyone's puzzled gaze, Xin Er's eyelids lowered.

"I am ashamed that the second exit has not been opened yet. The secret passage at the bottom of the well is built with nine bends and eighteen bends. It is the most exquisite layout I have ever seen."

Zhao Yin suddenly spoke, "How about Huangquan Valley?"

The three words "Huangquan Valley" made Xin Er stunned.

After pausing for a moment, he looked at Bai Zhi, and there was a sudden enlightenment on his face.

"The Marquis did not mention it, and his subordinates never thought. After saying this, they suddenly found that the two were indeed similar. However, in comparison, the mechanism and layout of Huangquan Valley took advantage of the natural advantages such as terrain, location and climate, and the secret path below the ancient well was all artificially created, which was more complicated."

When it comes to Huangquan Valley, people think of the strange Di tribe.

At the same time, people can't help but think of the destruction of the former dynasty, the Di Dynasty royal family that fled everywhere after the demise of the former dynasty, and the largest branch that retreated north - the Beidi, which is still standing deep in the grassland.

The Northern Di was no longer as old as the devoured by Nanyan and Wuliang Khan, but the lean camel was bigger than a horse, which still made Yanwu and the two countries afraid of it.

Over the past few decades, Nanyan, Beidi, and Wuliang Khan have some neighboring countries that have to rely on Dayan because of their weakness. They have always been in a good position and occasionally there are small frictions, but there are basically no major wars.

In recent years, with the departure of the older generation, among the three major powers that had been in peace for decades, Batu, there are signs of being ready to move.

Beidi...

There was a moment of silence around, and suddenly the voice of Chu Daozi sounded.

"It is rumored that Empress Yuanzhao of Di Taizu Xiao Gan was a strange person. She knew the mechanism, was good at skill, knew the Qimen Dunjia, and understood Feng Shui and numerology... Her only hobby during her lifetime was to study various skilled mechanisms. Because of Taizu's favor, she designed various wonderful places in the famous mountains and rivers in the world. Even her joint burial tombs between her and Di Taizu were built by her."

"So magical?" Shi Yong became curious.

You should know that in ancient times when women had low status, it was really not easy to produce such a capable strong woman.

Chu Daozi saw her eyes bright and curious, and nodded, and her eyes under her black robe flashed coldly. She hesitated for a moment, and then glanced at Zhao Yin inadvertently.

"People who live on the grassland have more or less heard some legends about Empress Yuanzhao. However, it has been passed down from generation to generation. There are hearsays, and there are rumors. There is no way to know whether it is true or false..."

well!

A legend.

Shi Yong was a little disappointed.

Legend has it that there is too much possibility that such things have moisture.

Seeing her disappointed, Chu Daozi frowned and looked at Zhao Yin again.

"However, the old man has heard of an old thing that happened in Yinshan decades ago."

Shi Yong's eyes lit up, "Master, tell me quickly."

Chu Daozi lowered his head slightly and his voice lowered a little.

"Decades ago, Nan Yan's Yonglu Ye was accidentally involved in the battle of Yinshan and entered the ancient tomb of Yinshan... It is said that this tomb is the joint tomb of Di Taizu and Empress Yuanzhao, also known as the "Yinshan Imperial Tomb" among the people. Yonglu Ye died in the ancient tomb for a lifetime and almost wiped out the entire army. Even the former Khan King Amu Gulang of Wuliang Khan lost an arm in the ancient tomb of Yinshan. Therefore, Lao Jiu inferred that the rumors should be credible. Empress Yuanzhao is indeed good at mechanical skills, so that she can trap the famous Yonglu Ye army in the imperial tomb of Yinshan three hundred years after her death..."

The past has changed for decades, but the old things are hard to verify.

Then, the affairs of Di Taizu and Empress Yuanzhao are even longer...

Nanyan destroyed Di, Di Chao moved north again, becoming the North Di today. Amugulang of Ury Khan led the twelve tribes of the grassland and joined forces to form the Ury Khanate today, and together with the North Di, they were called the two heroes of the grassland.

Shi Yong listened to the great events in the world with relish.

"Master, can that red drum be made by Empress Yuanzhao?"

Before others could answer, she thought of the red drum, and her scalp became numb again, and she shook her head indifferently.

"Impossible. If Empress Yuanzhao is really such a strange woman, how could she use human skin as a drum?"

Such a perverted thing can't be done by normal people.

However, the Red Drum comes from the royal family, and it just so happened that the queen of Taizu of the previous dynasty was a knowledgeable person. Wouldn't that be a coincidence?

Shi Yong thought for a while, "Master, does Empress Yuanzhao have a successor?"

Chu Daozi said coldly: "I don't know."

Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, Xin Er beside her said quietly.
Chapter completed!