He understood that he needed to give the old Taoist priest time to breathe.
Then things can be talked about smoothly.
He has sufficient experience in the aspect of 'Lao Tianshi's feedback speed'.
Besides, the old Taoist priest played so much when he was young, so he must have a big heart.
Wei Yuan turned around, hoping to find a way to speak later, looking for the sword that the Mohist family had passed down from generation to generation to the First Emperor. When he returned to the hotel, his steps suddenly stopped, and he saw the First Emperor sitting there calmly, returning the favor just now.
There were already a lot of guests in the restaurant, which was not crowded, and most of them were women.
I don’t know why they gathered here, looking at the king who obviously held a high position with dazzling eyes.
The First Emperor sat there with a calm expression, and the women around him stared at him. They seemed to have the urge to rush up to ask for his phone number, but they still dared not go up due to some invisible feeling.
Wei Yuan was stunned.
Your Majesty, have you activated the charm skill?
This is more cruel than fate in luck...
Wait……
Wei Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth and thought hard with the knowledge about luck and so on in his mind.
If the imperial aura of one emperor through the ages restrains its overbearing and oppressive power.
Is it something similar?
The boss was also stunned and stood nearby, touched his head, and said with emotion: "It hasn't been this lively in many years. Brother, what do you do, the boss? Otherwise, you can just come and sit here. I don't think it will be a few days."
We can open a branch, will we give you a share then?"
Are you treating my Majesty as a human being?
If I really agreed, I would definitely be dragged back by the war martyrdom of the old Qin people in the Imperial Mausoleum.
Then there is an iron fist of love between Lao Qin and Lao Qin people.
I always feel like that kid Zhang Han will crawl out of the pottery figurines even if he dies.
Then stuff me in.
Just say, you go back and I will come!
Wei Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth, strode in calmly, and said: "Boss, I'm back."
He released a trace of the evil spirit of the military strategist and said:
"The matter has been ordered."
"There are our people over there and they will solve it quickly."
The evil chill of the military strategist, the deliberately misleading words, and the incomprehensible behavior of someone finally made the women who were attracted mutter angrily, "It doesn't matter so much, are you a bodyguard or something like that?"
The words left.
Wei Yuan wiped his sweat.
The First Emperor did not take these things to heart, but tasted the current food, modern fine noodles and condiments, and the richness of the products, which were completely incomparable to the late Warring States Period. He paused and said: "People
Is it possible to eat food like this every day?”
Wei Yuan nodded.
The First Emperor said: "Good..."
“What is the yield of food?”
When Wei Yuan said a figure that far exceeded the expectations of the First Emperor, even this emperor who had made great achievements more than two thousand years ago couldn't help the strange look in his eyes, and then said: "It's rare
It must have taken a lot of hard work, I... I once heard that the Emperor Zhou received auspicious signs, which were wheat ears with a very rich yield..."
Wei Yuan said: "But this kind of output is achieved by countless people who spend almost their entire lives."
"This is not auspiciousness given by God. If we must say auspiciousness, then those who create these are the auspiciousness of our country, allowing us to hold our destiny in our own hands."
The First Emperor nodded with a smile and said:
"The Greater Good."
"Compared to when I only knew swords, I have grown a lot."
After eating, Wei Yuan successfully obtained the identity certificate of the First Emperor, and relied on this to buy a high-speed rail ticket. Sitting on the high-speed train, he felt the scenery on both sides of the Emperor receding rapidly, and learned from Wei Yuan,
This is a vehicle that everyone can ride on.
He finally had a true understanding of what kind of era this was.
"Rule the country by law, and use clever mechanisms to benefit all people."
"Is this the era that those in the Mo family have been looking forward to..."
"It was almost like a dream during the Great Qin era, but it turns out it has become a reality."
Some people on the high-speed train are reading books, some are looking at the scenery outside, and most of them are playing with their mobile phones.
Some children looked curiously at the majestic king.
The king was not angry, but smiled in return.
In the distance is a steel jungle like reading. From the windows of the high-speed train, you can see the undulating streets and vehicles, the green trees and the vast plains. The emperor who once ruled China with his body has relieved the burden of two thousand years ago, so
Being able to look at this era and China with a smile and calmly.
"Really interesting..."
……………………
By the East China Sea.
Amid the loud bang, there was a divine cry, which was then suppressed by a golden palm.
The stream of light overflowed in the distance and rushed directly into the territory of China.
The young monk in black clothes stood on the sea. He suddenly stumbled and took half a step back. He coughed out blood and his face turned pale. There was a hideous wound on his chest, but his expression remained calm and he looked indifferently.
Looking in the direction of Xu Shi's retreat, he stretched out his hand and crushed the divinity.
"You actually missed it."
Fang Feng raised his hand to press down Dao Yan, frowned and helped him deal with the injury, and said sarcastically:
"Isn't it said that in Buddhism, his mind is unparalleled?"
Dao Yan's voice was calm and he said: "There are no superior or inferior techniques, and there are different levels of cultivation. After all, he is considered a top monk. I can't completely defeat him. I was just judging his choices in advance, so I can take the lead and kill him."
Restrain it."
"But you made a miscalculation in the end."
"Yes..., this is indeed something I didn't expect." Dao Yan said: "I thought that the divinity intersecting with his life was something he valued, but in the end he would actually abandon the divinity in exchange for a decisive blow.
We must break away from the poor monks and rush to China."
Fang Feng frowned, thinking of the crazy appearance of the alchemist, and said:
"Is it because of what you want, or is it because you are really brave?"
Dao Yan shook his head and said: "No..."
The world's leading Buddhist monk's voice was still calm: "It's fear."
"Afraid?"
"Yes... there is something extremely frightening in his heart, so he has the illusion of the past, and the upside-down dream of the present. It is an obsession, and this obsession is real fear. It seems to be brave and desperate, but in fact it is like being forced to the cliff.
The dying people beside you.”
"What a pity...he is also a true cultivator."
"One wrong thought can lead to a thousand calamities of destruction."
"Amitabha……"
Fang Feng murmured these eight words of verdict, but didn't say much. He looked at Dao Yan, who was pale, and said: "Since you are seriously injured, please stay here with me first, even though you and I have had grudges.
, but I don’t want you to die outside because of these grudges.”
"There aren't many old friends in the first place, and each one of them dies will be missing."
He turned around and walked back into the house, sighing:
"When you are all dead, China will be a truly strange place to me."
"Let's have something to eat."
Daoyan did not refuse such good intentions.
He walked in and saw the porridge, millet, rice, black rice, mung beans, red beans... all kinds of materials of completely different sizes, colors, and shapes on the table, cooked to a pulp in a disorderly manner, and then used
Putting the spoon into the bowl, the young monk's mind began to shake violently.
He forcibly controlled himself not to look at the traces left by the porridge in the iron pot.
Dao Yan slowly exhaled and said, "Do you really have good intentions in leaving this poor monk here?"
"certainly!"
Fang Fengyi spoke righteously, then took out a large clay pot and said: "Here are the pickles made by someone before. They taste pretty good and are perfect for porridge. You are a monk and don't eat meat, so just eat this. Count
Speaking of which, Buddhism seems to have a very direct attitude towards Japanese pirates."
"When Japanese pirates invaded the border, Buddhist disciples also took action."
Dao Yan looked away from the porridge and said quietly: "Otherwise, how do you think the two ends of the long stick commonly used by Buddhist disciples come from the characteristics of wrought copper and iron?"
Fang Feng was startled, and then he thought of the allusions of the monk soldiers back then. Hitting them with wooden sticks used to strengthen the body would at most cause injuries to the muscles and bones, so Buddhism is said to be compassionate, while the Japanese pirates are cruel and like to break jade. Many monks were injured or even died, so
Those monks are all angry. I have mercy on your grandma.
The poor monk sent you to see the Buddha because he was truly merciful.
Later, steel materials were used to wrap the two ends of the Buddha stick.
When encountering Japanese pirates, the Buddhist disciples would hold the end of the stick and hit it hard with the "Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong" command.
The Japanese pirate's head immediately blossomed.
The only disadvantage is that you get complained when exchanging money.
Fang Feng put the pickle jar back, came out to take a look, and then twitched the corner of his mouth. He saw the young monk's eyes were calm. The pickles on the table were neatly arranged into one piece, and the peppers inside were picked out.
When they came out, everyone lined up from small to large, and the young monk looked calm and peaceful, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Amitabha……"
……………………
Imperial Mausoleum.
Xu Shi hid his face, restrained his breath, and finally rushed here.
With his strength, if he sacrifices face and ignores the problems that may arise later, and quietly enters China from the edge area, it will indeed be difficult to be discovered immediately. The territory of China is too vast. The more he rushes through, the restless feeling in his heart becomes
The feeling became more intense, but when Xu Shi rushed to the Imperial Mausoleum, he learned that there had been heavy casualties and missing people during the development of the Imperial Mausoleum, and now everything was blocked.
Xu Shi's face changed slightly, and he used alchemy to find the researchers involved. He directly used alchemy to eliminate the researchers' resistance, and asked sternly: "What did you see in the imperial mausoleum?!"
The researcher's eyes were blank and he murmured:
"……Nothing at all."
"What?!"
Xu Fu was stunned, and immediately felt huge unwillingness and panic.
This represents the unknown.
And human beings' greatest fear is the unknown.
Sometimes, even if he gets some powerful means left by the First Emperor, he won't have such a lingering sense of panic.
I asked a dozen people in a row, but they all got the same answer.
Nothing at all.
Xu Shi retreated in a daze, looking at one of the twelve golden men who was still guarding him. It was impossible that nothing had happened inside. The determination that he had when he rushed over with all his strength gradually collapsed. He tried his best to break the fear of more than two thousand years.
, with the last punch, he fell into greater nothingness, just like the emperor back then.
Unmeasurable, unknowable.
His backhand and preparation are almost like a joke.
His hands and feet gradually became cold, and confusion and fear secretly grew in his eyes. Xu Shi took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions.
anyway!
Now that we have arrived in China.
He wanted to find out what happened in the imperial mausoleum and what back-ups the First Emperor left behind.