After Chen Sansui said this, a sad and sad feeling appeared on his face, and his hands rubbed against the corpse also trembled slightly. At this time, you will feel a deep feeling from him. There must have been an unforgettable relationship between this person and this woman.

"Cry, Cry" Chen Sansui pushed up his wheelchair and walked towards his home. A faint reminder also floated over: "If there is no grievance or grudge, let's be at peace..."

Mao Xiaocao just opened his mouth, and Wang Jingzhe waved his hand to interrupt him. The warning words behind him were very meaningful, which means that everyone has no worries and no place to worry about others. Then they will be peaceful, but if they care, there may be something wrong.

"I still don't know why he raised this corpse for," Mao Xiaocao said in annoyance.

"If you ask a few words, it would be strange. Since you have already contacted them, you will know each other. Let's ask slowly in the future. We will have to stay in Liangshui for a few months, and there is still time."

Wang Jingzhe didn't expect that it would take him long to say this, Liangshui, a small town, was not peaceful. They had not been able to stay for a few months, so they had to leave again, and they had a relationship with Chen Sansui, who had just met for the first time.

To the east of Chang'an, on the northern foot of Mount Li, there is the world's largest imperial tomb and the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang.

For thousands of years, this mausoleum has stood silently. Countless people have climbed to the top to look up, and countless people have looked up at the foot of the mountain. However, throughout history, I have never heard of anyone entering the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. Maybe there has been, but it has never been disclosed.

The Qin Emperor Mausoleum seems to have always become a legend of existence!

To the west of Qin Mausoleum, there is a place called Qin Village nearby. I don’t know how many years this village has existed. Anyway, it is very ancient. Some of the elderly in the village say that when the Qin Emperor Mausoleum exists, this Qin Village will exist.

Because it is said that behind Qin Village is a burial pit. All the workers who were responsible for building Qin Mausoleum but were not buried were killed and buried nearby. For fear of leaking news about the Qinling Mountains, the back mountain of Qin Village is often overwhelming. Thousands of people died in the burial pit. If they were not deliberately suppressed, this place would have become a place where no one could live.

The one who suppressed the dead land was Qin Village, and Qin Cun was the tomb guardian of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum.

That morning, an outsider suddenly came to Qin Village, which had always been quiet. This man was a middle-aged man wearing a long robe and black and white hair and was casually tied behind his head with a wooden hairpin. He looked slow when he walked, but after a few steps, he stepped a long distance strangely.

After entering Qin Village, this person walked to the west end of the village, where there was only one family, three ordinary thatched huts.

There was a recliner in front of the hut, and a napping person was lying on the chair. After hearing someone coming outside the yard, he looked over with a sleepy look. After a long time, he closed his eyes again and said, "Rare guest, Wang Xianzhi, why did you run to Qin Village?"

"Of course I'm here to see your cousin..." Wang Xianzhi entered without invitation, pushed open the gate and came in.

The person on the recliner still curled his lips and said, "It's hard for you. Do you still remember my cousin? I thought you had gone there for many years if you haven't seen me."

Wang Xianzhi slanted his eyes and said, "Wang Erlou, can you stop seeing me as if I snatched your wife, or did I snatch your child from the well with my arms? Can you speak well? Otherwise, how could I beat you when I was a child? Now I will still deal with you. Where did you get a lot of resentment?"

"Where did I get the resentment?" Wang Erlou was a little angry when he heard this. He straightened up and pointed at Wang Xianzhi's nose and said, "We are all ancestors. Why can you be free and easy outside? Our lineage must be in this broken village and not allowed to go out at all? Otherwise, you can switch with me, and I will go outside when you guard the imperial tomb, can you do it?"

"Blame me?" Wang Lanzhi spread her hands and said, "This is the ancestral teaching, the rule set by the ancestors. The sword lineage is traveling around the world. Your lineage is stationed in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. Do you go to find your ancestors? What are you talking about with me? It's been two thousand years since he was born. Our ancestors have died for many generations. Is it interesting to ask me now?"

Wang Erlou stared at his eyes and suddenly became silent. Wang Xianzhi said that, "The Wang family's two ances are always guarding the imperial tomb, and the other ancestral lineage is outside to credit swords. This ancestral teaching has never changed since the Qin Dynasty. Whether it is the tomb guardian of Qin Village or Chaoge's knife-maker, they have always strictly abide by this ancestral teaching and have never changed."

Wang Erlou waved his hand powerlessly and said, "Don't bother me. If you have farts, just let it go. After you put it away, I'm too lazy to see you..."

"I'll guard the imperial tomb for you for three years!" Wang Xianzhi said softly with his hands behind his back.

"Swish" Wang Erlou was stunned immediately, and asked with his head tilted in disbelief: "What did you say?"

"I'll guard the imperial tomb for you for three years"

Wang Erlou swallowed with a "gulp" and said, "You shouldn't have used me to find happiness? You have guarded the imperial tomb for me for three years. Why, why?"

"Of course it's not that simple. If you promise me one thing, I will guard the tomb for you for three years. In the past three years, I will not leave Qin Village. You should believe that I am here to guard the tomb, and there will be no trouble." Wang Xianzhi stretched out a finger and shook it and said, "What if you have three years of freedom?"

After a long time, Wang Erlou nodded and sighed, "What you said should be reliable, but I think this condition may not be that easy. It will make you, Wang Xianzhi, condescendingly come to Qin Village for three years. The conditions are not much simpler, right?"

Wang Xianzhi turned around the Qin Emperor Mausoleum that had been behind him and said, "I want the ray of luck of heaven left by my ancestors under this tomb."

When Wang Erlou heard this, he jumped up from the chair. Wang Xianzhi frowned and said, "You don't need to react so much. This fortune of heaven was pressed by his ancestor Guiguzi under the imperial tomb. It's not abrupt that I took one. You don't have to be reluctant to leave. The fat water has not flowed out of the outside world. Do you still feel sorry for it? What's more, didn't I promise to keep the imperial tomb for you for three years?"
Chapter completed!