Yes, my surname is indeed "Yin", ** "Yin", Meng Xinghe raised his eyebrows, it seems that there are still people in this small town who know about Qin Shihuang's mausoleum.
Ahem.
Meng Xinghe coughed twice. Although the entire store was taken over by them, he was still afraid that the walls had ears. After all, the search for Tiangong was extremely secretive. If the superiors found out, no one in this group would survive.
Unknown to Li Shimin, there were rumors secretly guarding Li Chengqian, and Meng Xinghe suddenly could not talk to the shopkeeper as freely as before.
"Shopkeeper, you are too worried. How can our ancestors have such great glory? They are just villagers in the mountains and have no reputation." Not wanting to continue this topic, Meng Xinghe simply closed his mouth and ate the food in the bowl.
Somewhat abnormally, the shopkeeper who was so boastful before suddenly became silent. Maybe he had some guesses in his heart and naturally he didn't dare to talk nonsense.
This meal was a bit strange. I met a hospitable shopkeeper who was willing to chat with the guests, but at the end of the conversation, everyone seemed to be silent and stopped talking.
After dinner, everyone began to rest. Although Meng Xinghe was temporarily loyal to Li Chengqian, he was still suspected. Miss Du and Princess Jindao were placed under house arrest in a room, while he himself lived alone under the guard of many guards. In the huge room, I thought about it, and gradually became interested in the affairs of the Heavenly Palace.
If Li Chengqian wanted to find the Heavenly Palace, he just wanted to get the elixir of life inside. And he was now in his prime, so he didn't have to be so anxious even if he asked for the elixir. After expelling this idea, the only thing that could be connected was that the elixir of life might have something to do with it. Related to Li Shimin.
Well, yes, maybe Li Chengqian wants to find the elixir of life and offer it to Li Shimin. In this way, his status in Li Shimin's heart will undoubtedly rise to a higher level. In this way, in the struggle for the throne in the palace, compared with For the moderate Li Zhi, he might still have a chance of victory.
Let’s summarize Li Chengqian’s thoughts as such.
With a faint sigh, Meng Xinghe immediately thought of those two girls, Miss Du and Princess Golden Knife.
These two chicks are now under house arrest by Li Chengqian and are not allowed to leave. They are undoubtedly two chess pieces to check and balance Meng Xinghe.
Presumably, Li Chengqian still has to deal with himself after all.
To remind himself, Meng Xinghe lay down on the bed to rest. The day's running around had already made him extremely tired. As soon as he lay down on the bed, a wave of sleep slowly swept over him. His eyelids were not in control, and he unexpectedly Fell asleep.
He didn't know how long he slept. In his daze, Meng Xinghe felt that someone was playing with his head. He scratched his head with his hands and said, "Mengdie, stop making trouble. Your husband, I will sleep a little longer."
Mr. Meng was obviously having an erotic dream, so he was talking nonsense.
Well, but some people are still messing with Mr. Meng’s head.
Only then did Lord Meng open his eyes.
"You, you are," he glanced at the short, ugly old man in front of him, "where I am, isn't it in the guest room of Lishan Residence?"
"Haha," the ugly old man opened his mouth and smiled, "This is no longer Lishan Residence."
A carp popped up, and Meng Xinghe jumped up alertly. He looked at the ugly old man in front of him with some caution.
"Hey, damn old man, you were the one messing with my head just now," Mr. Meng then remembered that he felt someone pushing him just now. Could it be the hands of this ugly old man in front of him? It was so damn disgusting.
He secretly vomited. The short-limbed, ugly and dark old man in front of him was this Lishan Residence. Could it be that all the people inside were gone?
With a slight doubt in his heart, Meng Xinghe said: "Tell me, where is this place?"
"Where," the ugly old man said with a malicious smile: "If you think this is hell, then it is hell. If this is heaven, then this is heaven."
"Fart, there's nothing here," Meng Xinghe immediately retorted. How did he know where this was? Who was this weird black-faced old man in front of him? He only knew that he might have been knocked unconscious by the legend and then dragged here. coming.
"Haha, don't panic," the old man seemed to calm the excitement in Master Meng's heart with a very calm tone, "Maybe after listening to my story, you will like this place."
Meng Xinghe curled his lips. It was obvious that the old man in front of him did not have any evil intentions. Otherwise, he would have fucked him while he was sleeping, and it would be his turn to chew his tongue.
Okay, I'd like to hear some story from you. It's best not to be a shocking story like Sun Wukong defeating the Bone Demon three times.
Meng Xinghe listened quietly to the ugly old man.
The ugly old man was very satisfied with Mr. Meng's current appearance of not asking for explanations. He liked to show his missing teeth and said, "Do you know where the place you are standing now is?"
Meng Xinghe shook his head, it would be weird if he knew.
The old man was very satisfied with his cooperation and said: "In the pre-Qin period, actually, this town was not called Huangniu Town. The name of this town came from the two Jin Dynasties, when a virtuous man rode a yellow ox and ascended to heaven from here, so Renamed Huangniu Town,"
"What was it called in the pre-Qin period?" This old man was really offended. He could actually come up with a rhetorical question after such a simple statement. Therefore, Master Meng simply saved a lot of time for him and went directly to the topic.
"Haha, you are anxious," the ugly old man with a row of missing front teeth laughed coldly, and said, "During the pre-Qin period, this place was actually called Wolong Town."
"Wolong Town," is there a dragon lying here? Meng Xinghe couldn't help but think in his mind that most of these ancient place names are related to certain celebrities, such as Yellow Crane Tower, Tongque Tower and other places of interest, most of which are based on Some legends from the past are left behind.
"Yes, this is indeed called Wolong Town, and there is a real dragon lying here. However, this dragon is not on the ground and can be seen with the naked eye. It is buried underground," the black-faced old man said calmly. In fact, they have already stated the problem that many Feng Shui masters have tried to solve for thousands of years. This is why they feel strange, why Lishan is such a good Feng Shui treasure land, but why they can’t see the Crouching Dragon there. It turned out to be buried underground. How could they see it with the naked eye?
Huhu, Meng Xinghe took a deep breath: "Even if this is Wolong Town, what does this have to do with me? I'm not here to investigate."
Mr. Meng felt a little unbalanced in his heart. He came to search for the Heavenly Palace, not a geographical explorer, and he had been locked up in this dark place by this old man for who knows how many days. If Li Chengqian's good deeds were ruined, then Miss Du and Princess Golden Knife is 100% dead.
However, it is not known whether Li Chengqian is already dead. The reason is very simple, because combined with his mysterious experience, it can be seen how dangerous Li Chengqian's situation is.
Mentally cursing a little, Meng Xinghe simply waited for your old man to answer. He finished it in one go, so that he could listen to the story coherently.
The ugly old man with a black face who told the story was actually very unaccustomed to Meng Xinghe's attitude towards him, an old man who would definitely be called an old god if he appeared in the world. He looked at the young man in front of him with a very unhappy expression. If it weren't for the fact that he had The thing that he had to treat politely would probably have been killed by a blow from the palm of his hand.
Well, those who don’t know are not guilty. Since he is still young, I will show mercy and spare him.
"Young man, just listen. Now, if I ask you a question, just answer it." The old man did not waste time with Meng Xinghe and said, "What are you doing here?"
"Tomb robber," Mr. Meng said a very professional name. I am here to rob the tomb. What I am robbing is the tomb of Qin Shihuang.
"Oh," the old man seemed to have guessed Meng Xinghe's sincere reply: "There are countless large tombs in the majestic mountains of Lishan Mountain. I don't know which tomb you want to empty."
"Well," Meng Xinghe pretended to think and said, "How about robbing the Qin Emperor's tomb? Are you interested in joining forces? I think you are an old-fashioned fairy, and maybe you are also a gold digger, or you can steal the things you stole. I am seven and you are three,”
If I can't escape, I'll just talk nonsense. Anyway, I don't need to be responsible for nonsense. Maybe if I get it right, I can even make the old man in front of me swoon.
It's a pity that Mr. Meng's nonsense did not produce much results in the eyes of the old man: "I didn't expect that you are so courageous that you dare to steal the tomb of the First Emperor," he said, and immediately took something out of his arms, like that The thing was originally held in a bright yellow silk cloth. It was not a big piece in a square shape, and it had always been carried on Mr. Meng's body. Unfortunately, it now appeared for no reason in the hands of the ugly black-faced old man in front of him.
Angry, very angry, he must have stolen it, not robbed it, otherwise how could it have been taken away from him.
Seeing the passable imperial seal in his hand, Mr. Meng blew his beard and glared at the old man, but he just didn't glare to death.
"Let me ask you, where did you get this thing?" The old man's face was much more serious than before. It was obvious that when he was facing the jade seal of the country, his eyes were completely towards the person who possesses the supreme jade seal. Respect.
Facing the old man's aggressive questioning, Lord Meng was not afraid at all and said, "It's inherited from our ancestors."
This sentence is completely true of all the words Master Meng said. Yes, the Yang family is dead. This thing was given to him by his wife, Princess Xiruo of the Sui Dynasty. Yes, and it was spoken by Emperor Sui Yang himself, which is more orthodox than Li Shimin's order from heaven.
"Hey," after hearing Meng Xinghe's answer, the ugly old man couldn't help but sigh: "I also know that this thing is your legitimate income, but, but, you are indeed too rogue, right? ,"
Having said this, the ugly old man seemed to dislike the frivolous Mr. Meng in front of him, who spoke frivolously and behaved in an ungentlemanly manner. He carefully observed Mr. Meng for a few times, and finally sighed helplessly: "Master, Master , why does the person you choose look like this, that’s all, since he is already here, I will lead him in to see what you left behind, "
With a helpless sigh, this old monster who had lived here in the dark underground for who knows how many years had just stopped joking with Meng Xinghe to test what kind of person he was, when he suddenly turned around and turned his back to Meng Xinghe. , the originally rickety body was no longer so crooked, but instantly transformed into a full of energy.