Heroic Soul: Drunken Qianqiu

Looking forward to the past years, Qin had millions of soldiers marching across the mountains and rivers, armed with gold and iron horses.

Looking back on my dream today, a cup of loess, I can’t complain enough, the soul of a hero.

Everywhere you look, yellow sand gathers, and heroes are dying.

Rows of terracotta warriors and horses stand here. Even though their bodies have been ravaged by time, their eyes are still firm and murderous, demonstrating their unyielding will.

For thousands of years, they have never left...

Qin Ye looked down quietly. At this moment, he felt a mixture of emotions in his heart. He didn't know whether it was the First Emperor's emotions or his own, maybe both.

There is a bustle of tourists coming and going, and everyone comes to watch with different moods, whether they are happy, sad or unfair.

Among them, many tour guides are working hard to explain the Terracotta Warriors and the stories behind the Qin Dynasty, with flashing eyes and excited expressions...

A sigh of time came, and the First Emperor looked lost. Even though he had great achievements and the Qin soldiers were extremely brave, they could not defeat the years.

If only thirty years are allowed, the world can be settled and all ages can be prosperous...

Just as everyone was immersed in the atmosphere, a discordant voice suddenly sounded.

"Tch, it's just some rubbish. What's there to see? And the great Qin Dynasty has long been dead. It's the 21st century now. What are you thinking about?"

I saw a guy with a flat head dressed casually and gesticulating with a toothpick in his mouth.

As soon as these words came out, he immediately became the focus of the crowd. Countless eyes instantly focused on him. Many people were angry, but it was difficult to say anything.

"Look at what I'm doing. Is there anything wrong with what I said?"

Feeling the gazes from around him, Brother Flathead was not afraid at all, he spoke confidently and continued to evaluate himself. In his words, everything here was reduced to worthless.

In the crowd, an older man couldn't bear it any longer and lectured, "You are desecrating cultural relics and history!"

The flat-headed brother glanced at the old man and said with disdain, "Who are you? It's your turn to teach me a lesson. So what if it's blasphemy? You let them come alive and beat me."

"you you you……"

The old man was trembling all over and pointed at the flat-headed brother. He was extremely angry. Suddenly, he clutched his chest and collapsed on the ground.

Seeing the old man lying down, Brother Flathead was a little flustered. He looked at the people watching around him and said, "Hey, you all can bear witness to me. I didn't touch him. Don't rely on me then."

"Why are you like this?" a little girl couldn't help but said.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and many people around stood up and yelled at Brother Flathead.

Seeing that something was not right, Brother Flathead turned around and was about to leave, but his shoulders were firmly grabbed by the person beside him.

At this time, the little girl walked towards the old man lying on the ground. Seeing that the old man was in a hurry and sweating on his head, she quickly shouted, "Is there a doctor..."

For a moment, the people around him looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

Naturally, the movement here could not escape Qin Ye's ears. Qin Ye quickly squeezed through the crowd and came to the old man.

The little girl asked eagerly, "Are you a doctor?"

"Yes." Qin Ye nodded, then gently placed his hand on the old man's chest, and a soft spiritual power was transmitted from the palm of his hand into the old man's body.

In the old man's body, the originally blocked blood vessels were instantly unblocked under the guidance of spiritual power, and the bright red blood flowed faster. The spiritual power was still running, nourishing the internal organs, and the hidden diseases in the body were quickly removed at this moment...

After a while, the old man's face turned rosy, he recovered, looked at the two of them, and said gratefully, "Thank you, old man, I have caused you trouble..."

"Don't say that. History should not be forgotten, and our ancestors should not be desecrated..." Qin Ye bit hard at the last sentence.

Seeing that the old man had recovered, the flat-headed brother opened his shoulders and pointed at the other person quickly and said, "Hey, hey, you all saw it, it's this old guy who is blackmailing people."

Qin Ye slowly walked up to Brother Pingtou and gently placed his palm on his shoulder.

"Hey, what are you doing? Do you want to take action?" Brother Flathead shouted, not noticing the trace of sadness in Qin Ye's eyes.

The flat-headed brother clapped his fingers and said disdainfully, "I tell you, I have practiced before."

However, not long after he screamed, his pupils suddenly shrank and his body began to tremble violently.

In his eyes, a phantom wearing a dragon robe walked out of Qin Ye's body. This phantom exuded the aura of looking down on the world. With just one glance, the supreme pressure came towards him, terrifying. The breath made him feel the fear of death for the first time.

Bang——

The flat-headed brother's legs went weak, he broke into a cold sweat, and all the strength in his body seemed to have been drained, and he collapsed to the ground.

Qin Ye glanced at Brother Flathead, then turned and left amid the shocked eyes of everyone.

After Qin Ye left, Brother Flathead was already wet all over his body, and a strong smell of urine floated in the air.

Cheng Yong, who was not sure why, saw so many people around here, he quickly ran over to join in the fun. Unexpectedly, he didn't notice the fun and smelled the smell of urine first.

"Damn it, what does it smell like? This guy can't pee, can he?"

Weird things happen every year, but this is the first time.

"This guy has really bad taste. No matter what, let's take a picture for Moments first." Cheng Yong pinched his nose and complained, took a quick photo with his mobile phone, and ran away quickly.

At this time, Yun Qiu, who was surrounded by the crowd, took a deep look at the old man sitting on the ground, with a smile on his lips.

"Brother Qiu, follow me quickly," Cheng Yong shouted when seeing Yun Qiu still surrounding him.

"I don't know where Lao Qin went..."

At this time, Qin Ye had also finished visiting the pit of terracotta warriors. On the way out, Qin Ye sent a message and said, "There will be some ignorant people in every era. Senior First Emperor, don't pay too much attention to them."

"If I really cared so much about the world's opinions, I wouldn't have killed so many charlatans back then."

The First Emperor laughed, and immediately his expression changed, showing a trace of imperial power, and said arrogantly, "How can my Great Qin Empire be insulted by such a young person?"

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Not long after, Qin Ye came to another pit of terracotta warriors and horses. Different from the previous pit, there were extremely many types of terracotta warriors and horses, including cavalry, infantry, generals, military officials, etc. There were also many buried underground and undiscovered. Terracotta warriors.

Walking to a military warrior with a mustache and armor, Qin Ye couldn't help but stretched out his hand, wanting to touch it, but was blocked by a thick layer of transparent glass.

Suddenly, a ray of golden light shot out from Qin Ye's fingertips and penetrated into the body of the soldier. Then, a shadow slowly walked out of the body of the soldier.

Seeing the sudden change, Qin Ye was suddenly startled. He quickly turned to look at the people around him and felt relieved when he saw that there was nothing unusual about them.

The phantom came to Qin Ye, knelt down on one knee, looked excited, and said respectfully:

"See Your Majesty!"

Before Qin Ye could speak, the majestic voice of the First Emperor came out, "I ask you, how many of our Qin soldiers are there in total here?"

"Back to Your Majesty, there are still more than 8,000 soldiers, of which more than 1,000 are not yet born."

The First Emperor's eyes were filled with joy, and he waved with his big hand, "One day, I will definitely give you souls and reappear as my master of the Great Qin Emperor!"

As the voice fell, a cold wind seemed to rise throughout the pit of warriors, the temperature dropped sharply, and a chilling air instantly filled the air. Countless warriors were trembling slightly at this moment.

Their emperor is back...