Museum of Demons

Chapter 239 Past and Present

Qin Shihuang three years.

"Choose yourselves."

"This is the Mausoleum of His Majesty the First Emperor. At this juncture, I was entrusted with a heavy responsibility by His Majesty and had to leave. However, the Lishan Mausoleum cannot be closed for a day. It needs trustworthy people who are proficient in secret methods to watch over it. schedule."

"You are all people His Majesty trusts, and you are loyal to me, Da Qin."

"How, you two, who will be the commander of the young mansion, and who will be the halberd bearer?"

The one who spoke was a middle-aged man in black clothes.

He is a giant of the Mohist school.

At least it is the giant of a certain Mohist lineage, Qin Mo, also known as Mo of the Xiangli Clan.

Below the hall were two young men in black armor. They could both see the light in the eyes of the Mozi of the Xiangli family. After Mozi's death, the Mohist family split apart, except for Qin Mo, and Mo of the Dengling family of Chu. The ink of Xiangfu's family in Qi State.

The Qin eradicated the six kingdoms, and the Mohist schools, which had developed independently for hundreds of years, were finally united, and the Mohists of the Xiangli family could also get a glimpse of the classics of the other Mohist schools.

One of the teenagers was going to take a step forward, but was held down by his shoulders by his tall companion.

"Yuan, you have an aloof personality, I'm afraid it's not suitable for you to stay in Lishan for so long."

He smiled and said, "I'll be the supervisor, you go and protect His Majesty the First Emperor."

Juvenile Yuan hesitated and said, "Zhang Han..."

Zhang Han said: "Whether it is outside or inside, it is all for the great Qin."

He paused for a moment, then lowered his voice and laughed: "Let me also manage people. I can manage hundreds of thousands of people, which is comparable to a general. There is no such opportunity in the Black Ice Terrace. "

The young man was surprised, and couldn't help but also laughed immediately. Since this was what his friend thought, he didn't say anything more, just bumped his friend with his shoulder.

The fate of the two was sealed.

One accompanied the first emperor to tour the world with a sword, and in the end it was half protection and half surveillance, watching Xu Shi go out to sea to search for the fairy mountain; When people get together occasionally, Zhang Han will say something about the mausoleum.

It's really just the less stringent parts.

For example, this mausoleum was prepared when His Majesty the First Emperor took office.

Most of them were designed by Prime Minister Li Si himself.

As for those organs, they are the handwriting of Mohist craftsmen.

There are hundreds of alchemists in the world, and they have found the best location of Lishan Mountain. The mountains are symmetrical on both sides, with lush trees and valleys and peaks. The most wonderful thing is that the whole mountain spreads out in an arc in the south, like a lotus flower.

The Emperor's Mausoleum is located in the middle of Lishan Mountain, and it is integrated with the whole Lishan Mountain, like a lotus stamen in the middle. This is a natural formation.

Water areas were also opened up, and three streams of water were guided to pass around the mountain.

The tombs of King Zhaoxiang of Qin, King Zhuangxiang of Qin, and Queen Mother Qin Xuan were all buried in the west of Lintong County, while the first emperor was built in the east, which is different from other ancestors of the Qin Dynasty, in order to honor the merits of the three emperors and surpass the merits of the five emperors.

Later I heard that the Xiangli family successfully combined the methods of the three schools of Mohism into one.

Twelve golden men were cast.

Afterwards, Zhang Han seemed to invite Xiangli's Mo to enter the imperial mausoleum to complete the last part of the mechanism. It is said that the last part actually took a long time to complete, and when this happened, Yuan had already go to sea.

Later, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang revolted.

The rebel army forced them around the emperor's mausoleum.

Met Zhang Han.

And the army of 800,000 prisoners.

………………

"Master Wei? Master Wei?"

"You're like this?"

Dong Yuefeng's voice woke Wei Yuan up from his unstoppable memory.

The other party was obviously distracted after hearing his own words. At first, Dong Yuefeng wondered if the other party was like himself, uneasy because of the goal this time, but later he saw that something was wrong.

Wei Yuan was in a daze, and his eyes refocused.

The old professor was a little worried and said: "Master Wei, are you a little tired? Otherwise, you should go to rest first? Let's talk about this matter later when we have a chance? Heh... Anyway, this matter cannot be decided in a day or two Come down, don’t rush, don’t rush.”

Wei Yuan settled down, and said in a relaxed tone:

"Just hearing the news, I was a little too shocked."

"After all, it is the Emperor's Tomb..."

Imperial tomb?

Dong Yuefeng was taken aback when Wei Yuan called Qin Shihuang's tomb the emperor's mausoleum.

It is generally not called that.

After all, there were too many emperors and generals in ancient China.

But he didn't think too much, just said: "It is indeed the Mausoleum of the First Emperor."

Wei Yuan hummed and raised his hand to drink tea. He actually wanted to ask a question.

Who agreed to this matter, and how much courage did you have?

That imperial mausoleum was based on the large array of heaven and earth structures. Li Si, the first legalist at the time, personally designed the blueprints. And the twelve golden men cast by the luck of the Six Kingdoms.

He said, "Professor Dong, what do you think?"

"Why do you want to open up the emperor's tomb?"

Dong Yuefeng drank tea and sighed to himself: "I am studying history and cultural relics. The Mausoleum of the First Emperor has been built for thirty-nine years. It was built according to the specifications of Xianyang City. The surrounding burial pits alone are amazing enough. Now my students have shown me a, a wonderful way."

The old man thought for a while, and could only use adjectives like wonderful, and he said:

"That method can prevent ancient objects from being oxidized and damaged."

"This is a great opportunity."

"The first emperor asked to gather all the classics from all countries in Xianyang City. After his death, Liu Bang just took away things like maps and mines. After Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, robbed treasures and women, he directly burned Xianyang City. Palace, the Spring and Autumn and Warring States five hundred years ago, I don’t know how many classics were burned just like that.”

"I thought, there is a high possibility that there are these collections in the underground palace of Xianyang City."

"That is of great value to our history and culture. If it can be taken out earlier, it will play a role earlier. Even an old guy like me who doesn't have many years to live can't ignore this temptation."

His voice paused, and he said, "How about it, Master Wei, do you want to participate?"

"However, it can only be used as my assistant."

He looked a little sorry.

Wei Yuan thought for a while, and said: "I have to think about this matter first, and it may take a while before I can give you an answer. Do you think it's okay, Professor."

Dong Yuefeng smiled and said: "This is normal."

"Think slowly, think slowly, and contact me when you have an idea."

Wei Yuan seemed to have thought of something at this time, and asked:

"By the way, I haven't asked yet, your student is..."

Dong Yuefeng was not vigilant about this matter, because it was not something to hide, so he told Wei Yuan the name of his student, sat for a while, the old man took the initiative to leave, and Wei Yuan told Dong Yuefeng Sent to the museum.

While waiting for a taxi, Wei Yuan looked ahead and said, "Anyway, Professor Dong."

He smiled: "Thank you for telling me about this."

"Um?"

Dong Yuefeng didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, he was stunned for a while, just nodded and said:

"You are welcome."

……………………

"Ye Yucheng..."

After Wei Yuan watched Dong Yuefeng leave, he took out his mobile phone and searched.

The researcher's information was easily found.

Below the photo is a long list of titles and resumes.

Wei Yuan stared at it for a while, remembered all the information about this person in his heart, then turned off his mobile phone, silently thanking the convenience of this era. In the past, it took a lot of strength to find information about a person. In order to accurately complete the beheading action.

But now it is a society ruled by law, he has no interest in picking up his old job of black ice platform again.

He only intends to find a way to find out the cause and the ins and outs of this matter in the future, and then decide what to do. Anyway, he definitely hopes to stop this matter, but the difference is that he tries to stop it before it happens, and it is impossible to stop it. So he mixed into the scientific research team and blocked the door with the help of Mohist institutions.

In short, it is impossible to let them enter the depths of the imperial mausoleum.

In fact, speaking of it, Wei Yuan would only allow half a person to enter the imperial mausoleum.

As for who that person is.

Of course it is the head of Mr. Xu Xu.

………………

Wei Yuan locked his phone, opened the door and walked into the museum. Just now the little Taoist priest Axuan was in the inner room. Just now, he just kept silent. Wei Yuan pushed the door open and saw the little Taoist priest sitting in the small room obediently. On the bench, holding a bottle of happy water with both hands.

The water ghost in front is making loud noises, preaching to the little Taoist priest.

"You have to know, what is the meaning of life and ghost life?!"

"It's happy!"

"What can give us happiness?!"

"Sugar, bubbles, put together, what is this, this is happiness!"

With a click from Duang, the water ghost put a bottle of happy water on the table in front of him, and said, "Look, this is a perfect creation of sugar, convenience, and bubbles. Happy water without bubbles is a bowl of sugar water. For whatever it’s worth, pour the happy water into a chilled metal cup, taking care to shake it.”

"This creates a lot of foam, adds mouthfeel, and keeps the air out of contact with the happy water."

"Keep a more perfect taste."

"One degree is the best temperature, it won't freeze, and it can have the best frosty taste."

The water ghost wore white gloves, bowed gracefully, and poured a glass of happy water.

Then he pushed the little Taoist reservedly, "You have a try."

"Oh, that's right."

The little Taoist was stupefied for a moment, stretched out his hand to take it, but was stopped by Wei Yuan, and gave the water ghost a headache, Wei Yuan said: "Don't drink, it's about this time, it's almost time to cook , You’re taking up your stomach now, after all, you’re different from this guy.”

Ah Xuan remembered Wei Yuan's fish head with chopped peppers, and his eyes lit up.

So the two came to the refrigerator in the museum.

Opened the refrigerator with anticipation.

I saw a fish head.

Grass carp head.

The bright eyes of the little Taoist and the smile on Wei Yuan's mouth slowly froze.

Where is my fish head?

What about my big fish head?

Where did it go? !

How did it get so small?

Wei Yuan's ears moved, and his perception told him that after the black cat ate it, it was still waiting at the corner of the wall, poking its head out, as if expecting Wei Yuan's reaction, it really was a cat, you ate it Yutou, I will endure it, after all, you have helped many things, so I can't throw you out.

But you ate the 800-year-old carp demon and left a grass carp head......

You are so fucking insulting to me.

But the little Taoist came back to his senses and stammered: "Grass...grass carp head is also delicious."

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, and with a swipe of his right hand, the gust of wind came, directly pulling the black cat to go, but it was a civet after all, and with a quick leap, it broke free, and the little Taoist quickly realized the ins and outs of what happened, Gritting his teeth, he reached out and pulled.

Just like dealing with the onmyoji shikigami in Sakurajima, Wei Yuan pinched the back of the black cat's neck very skillfully. This time, Wei Yuan could see clearly that this was clearly the supernatural power of controlling wind and fire, which softened the Wudang Mountain. As soon as he attracts the bird's tail, the wind and fire become a vortex, and his five fingers transform into strength, and he can't escape at all.

One can imagine how hard it was for the little Taoist A Xuan to catch cats on the mountain before he could practice this supernatural power.

Black cats were being held by the neck.

The whole body hangs down.

The little Taoist pinched the black cat with both hands and shook it back and forth, leaving an afterimage, almost crying:

"Give me back my fish head with chopped peppers, Lei, why are you stealing it?"

The black cats were full of lovelessness, and said:

"I do not know how to tell you."

"I'm just a cat after all."

Wei Yuan clenched his fists, ready to have a cordial and friendly physical communication with the black cat, to open up the intelligence of this little kitten, the door opened amidst the sound of jingling, Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows, stopped his threatening movements, and greeted : "Wait a minute, I'll come right away."

Before he finished speaking, footsteps sounded, and someone had already walked over skillfully.

Wearing modern clothes, a girl with a high ponytail held a gift in one hand, looked at Wei Yuan in the room, at the thirteen or fourteen-year-old young Taoist with flame marks between his eyebrows, and the water ghost who was watching a play and eating melons. , the loveless black cat was stunned for a moment, and said, "This is..."

"What's wrong?"

Wei Yuan was stunned for a moment, and said, "Jue?"

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