Rebirth of the Super Prince

With Xia Chunlin as a typical role model, everyone present did not dare to take advantage of the situation. If it was as Zhao Qinsi said, it was just a joke before, but if it was a warning, who would dare to say that there was not something more powerful waiting for them later?

It's not scary to be involved in danger. What's scary is to be as embarrassed as Xia Chunlin. Many people lamented that it was Xu Fu who really devoured human nature to death. He seemed to have expected that those who dared to come to his burial place would not be afraid of danger.

So I built such a deceptive latrine to entertain visitors, so that those who come uninvited in future generations should behave themselves and don't treat this place as their own back garden.

Everyone cautiously entered the wooden house. Many of the surrounding furnishings were too rotten to be used. The house was full of dust. However, even if some porcelain and ironware were moldy and rotten, they were still valuable Han Dynasty antiques when taken out.

Many people have made up their minds.

"There is a stove here. Could it be used by Xu Fu for making alchemy?"

Wang Sanqian pushed open a door, and by the light of the fire, he found that the inside was not spacious, but not narrow yet. There were some rotten wood inside, covered with dust, and there was an indeterminate age.

There was a stove and some broken pieces of bottles and cans on the ground.

Abe Masayasu walked in. He first squatted on the ground to pick up the broken tiles, and then carefully pushed the corner of the stove. By the light of the fire, he saw that there was nothing inside, and then he patted the dirt on his hands and said calmly: "Look

It seems that we are indeed not the first ones to come in. I believe someone has already boarded before us."

"No way?" Everyone frowned, this is definitely not good news.

"For an alchemist, the alchemy furnace is like the sword in the warrior's hand. If the person is with the sword, the person will die with the sword. You see, let's not mention whether this alchemy furnace belongs to Xu Fu or not.

It doesn’t make sense that there is no cloth covering this place.” Masayasu Abe pointed to the stove in front of him, and then pointed to the gray-black cloth roll on the ground.

"That's right."

Abe Liqing nodded and said: "Although I don't understand Jinghua's alchemy skills, I learned from many foundations that whether it is medicine or alchemy, the most important thing to pay attention to is the surrounding environment. Generally speaking, the container for making or refining alchemy is temporarily

When not in use, it needs to be covered with a cover to prevent dust from entering the container. This is also to prevent the medicine from being contaminated by unclean things and causing qualitative changes."

"That makes sense." Zhao Qinsi nodded and frowned, "Could it be that the cloth fell off on its own?"

"No." Abe Masayasu shook his head and said: "There is no wind here, and when blocking, a hard stone should be placed on the shelter to prevent the cloth from falling naturally. This should be it."

Abe Masayasu leaned down and picked up something that looked like a grinding rod from the ground. Then he pointed at the broken tiles on the ground and said calmly: "Besides, I don't think Emperor Jimmu would leave these broken containers here.

Wen Buwen, in my opinion, a great alchemist like him should be very concerned about the environment of alchemy."

"So, we came here in vain?" Hua Mei was a little unwilling.

"At least I think this wooden house has no value for exploration." Masayasu Abe frowned and said, "I hope those people didn't dig up Emperor Jimmu's tomb."

"That's not right."

Ye Jun's voice suddenly sounded, causing everyone to watch.

Seeing that everyone was a little confused, Ye Jun smiled and said: "Actually, before I came in, I took a few glances at the grave bag. I thought something was strange."

"Strange?" Everyone couldn't help but look attentive.

"It's very simple. This is Xu Fu's private residence. He keeps his name anonymous, so he shouldn't let anyone know where he lives in seclusion, right? Even if it is to let his friends know where he lives, I don't think he will tell such a secret place.

You can build a cabin anywhere in the Qinling Mountains."

Ye Jun's analysis was reasonable and everyone nodded.

After a pause, Ye Jun pointed to the grave outside and said calmly: "But I really can't figure it out. Even if Xu Fu really had some magical abilities, how did he create such a burial place after his death? Of course.

, you can say that he prepared it before he died, but I don’t understand even more, who helped him bury the soil? Are you trying to tell me that he buried himself in it? "

"Boy, what exactly do you want to say?" Huan Lu said in a deep voice.

"It's very simple. In my opinion, there is a big problem with this grave bag. Either this grave bag is an empty grave, or the person buried in this grave bag is not Xu Fu." Ye Jun said with a smile.

"If it's not Xu Fu, who could it be? Could it be that..."

"That's right."

Regarding Zhao Qinsi's doubts, Ye Jun nodded and said: "It is not ruled out that the person buried in the grave is a passerby Xu Fu found in order to deceive others, but it is also possible that it is the First Emperor!"

What?

First Emperor?

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was shocked, and everyone's eyes were filled with crazy heat. They were eager to dig up the grave and dig out the secrets inside.

"Of course, this is just my personal guess, and you may not necessarily take it seriously." Ye Jun shrugged.

"Whether it is true or not, you will know if you try it, right?" Huan Lu said solemnly: "Of course there is no problem with me. If you think this is disrespectful to the ancestors, then you can just watch from the side. I am

There is no such old-fashioned feudal thinking."

Huan Lu first looked at Zhao Qinsi and Hua Mei, and then at Abe Masayasu and Abe Risei.

"Let's do it. Let's not say whether it is Emperor Jimmu who is buried. Even if it is, I am doing it for his own good. What's the good of being buried in this place where the sun doesn't see the light? When the time comes, he will be buried in the imperial mausoleum of my Abe Shrine.

, I set up a tablet at the shrine, and by doing so, I welcome back my ancestors."

Abe Risuki rolled up his sleeves and looked like he was digging.

Now that things have happened, no one can say anything. After all, I want to be a bitch and build a memorial arch. How can such a good life be so easy? It's better to just do it to avoid being gossiped about.

Of course, the excavation work does not require big shots like them to do it. There is a group of Koka ninjas scrambling to do it for them, which saves a lot of worry.

"There is a discovery!"

Hearing a Koka ninja exclaim, Abe Masayasu was the first to rush over. Hua Mei and others who did not understand the island's Mandarin also rushed over one by one after hearing Ye Jun's explanation.

"Dragon coffin! It's a dragon coffin!"

Zhao Qinsi suddenly exclaimed. When everyone present heard this, their eyes turned red. If it was a dragon coffin, who could be buried in it?

First Emperor?

Young Master Fusu?

Or the son of Fusu, known as the son of King Qin?

Everyone was inexplicably looking forward to it. After a lot of effort, when the dragon coffin was dug out and opened, everyone took a breath of cold air, because there was a person buried inside, but not a living person, but a long-decomposed person.

Bad puppet!

"Sure enough, there is another secret!" Zhao Qinsi murmured.

The fact that things have developed to this point is obviously unexpected by everyone.

"Look, there is a roll of parchment!" Hua Mei immediately picked up the roll of parchment, opened it and looked at it with a look of shock.

After she read it, she handed the parchment to Ye Jun. Ye Jun understood what Hua Mei meant, cleared his throat, and recited: "I'm worried that I was ordered by the First Emperor, but I was repeatedly forced by the Zhao family and asked to go eastward on my own.

, to avoid evil and return to good fortune. I didn’t think about returning in ten years, and the First Emperor went to the west. He was unwise and harmed the people.

It is difficult to live, but fortunately I have a son and a baby to support the country. I am afraid that the sky will not pity me. In the Qin Dynasty, the emperor's star was lost. There were dragons, horses and elephants in the west. The sky was dark, and I swore that the emperor's star would be as high as the sky. After Liu Xishu, Xiang Eryong, before

After killing the white snake, he raised the yang cauldron, gathered all the brave men, and overcame the thorns and thorns. The First Emperor's state collapsed in an ant nest."

When Ye Jun thought of this, he glanced at the text strangely, with a look of absurdity in his eyes.

"Keep reading, kid, don't stop!"

Seeing that Ye Jun still didn't move, Huan Lu snatched Ye Jun's parchment. He quickly glanced at it and suddenly showed an even more shocked look than Ye Jun.

As if he heard the sound of Zhao Qinsi coughing slightly, Huan Lu came back to his senses and read: "I Li Gaodi, Ying, Gong, Hong, Heng, Qi, Che, Fu, He, Xun, Xi, Ao, Xin, Chan, Ying

,xiu,zhuang,zhi,zhao,long,hu,yi

, Bao, Zhi, Hong, Bian, and the twenty-eight emperors of the two dynasties for more than 400 years. At the end of the Han Dynasty, Chengtian Dao established a gate and created the key to peace. It was abandoned in the mountain stream. The Zhang family inherited the Wu Dao. Later, there was the Ma family of Xichuan

, then met the Zhao family at the border of Changshan, and took it in."

After reading this, Huan Lu took a breath and muttered: "It's incredible, it's incredible, the Yellow Turban Rebellion was caused by Zuo Ci? Changshan Zhao Zilong? Didn't it say in the book that he was Tong Yuan's apprentice? What about Guan Xufu?"

thing?"

"Zuo Ci is also an alchemist and is proficient in alchemy. I think Zuo Ci is Xu Fu's pseudonym. It is impossible to keep using the same name. As for Zhao Zilong, there is also a saying that he is Zuo Ci's apprentice."

After a pause, Ye Jun muttered: "What I'm curious about now is how many years this old guy has lived and whether he is dead now."

"Master Nephew, keep reading." Zhao Qinsi frowned and urged.

"No more." Huan Lu shook his head.

"No more?" Zhao Qinsi was stunned.

"If you don't believe me, take it and see for yourself." Huan Lu held the roll of parchment between his fingers, shook his hand slightly, and the parchment flew directly into Zhao Qinsi's hand as if it had eyes.

Zhao Qinsi unfolded it and took a look, then looked at each other with Hua Mei, and handed the parchment to Abe Masayasu who was already looking at it.

For a long time, everyone was speechless. Ye Jun took the lead to break the immersion and said: "Now I am more and more concerned about whether there are any secrets hidden in this grave bag."

"Look, this tombstone seems a little strange."

Xia Shishi suddenly said, her strange words once again attracted everyone's attention.

She squatted down and wiped the dust on the tombstone with her hand roll. Although the handwriting had long been blurred due to age, she could still vaguely make out a few words.

The tomb of ease.

Tomb means a burial place, not necessarily for burying people, but also for burying objects.

The tomb of An Yizhong, if understood literally, is purely for burying one's feelings, which made everyone's expressions get weirder and weirder.

"Why do I feel like I've been teased by a lunatic who has lived for hundreds or even thousands of years?" Juan Lu suddenly had the urge to curse.

"What a comfortable tomb, wonderful, wonderful." Zhao Qinsi said with a smile.

Seeing Huan Lu staring at him with a very strange look, Zhao Qinsi explained: "Master nephew, as the saying goes, life is like a play. A life with play is free of joys and sorrows, and this joy and union, isn't it comfort? What is the rest?

Sadness, separation."

After a pause, Zhao Qinsi glanced at the people present and said with a smile: "Since he buried the joy of life, he obviously expected that the end was coming and took away the remaining sadness. In other words, this is not Xu Fu's life."

's cemetery."

After speaking, he looked at Master Xia and said, "Miss Xia, the strange thing you mentioned just now is the black stone on the monument?"

"Yes." Master Xia nodded.

After Zhao Qinsi said this, everyone focused their attention on the red stone. It looked like it was carved. Originally, it was normal for it to be carved on a stele, and ordinary people would not pay too much attention to it. But since

Xia Shishi and Zhao Qinsi both said it was strange, so there must be something unusual about it.

"This is colored painting, so it seems a bit weird to use it on this stele." Zhao Qinsi explained: "The entire stele is made of raw stones of the same color. If it is necessary to use colored painting, it will not be limited to one place.

, maybe you don’t think there’s anything wrong with it at first glance, but if you think about it carefully, it’s too weird, especially the color used is black.”

"What does this mean?" Masayasu Abe asked humbly.

"Both life and death. The color black represents death." Zhao Qinsi walked straight to the monument, gently touched the black stone, and then with a little force, he actually rotated the raised black stone.

Rumble…

There was a violent tremor on the ground, and the grave mound on the side seemed to have collapsed, and the excavated soil also sank in.

When the trembling stopped, everyone held up their torches to see where the previous graves were still. What was left was just a passage for two people to walk side by side and a bottomless staircase.