I asked you to go to jail, how come you are invincible?.

Chapter 221 The Terracotta Warriors Who Lived
Jiang He very thoughtfully gave his current ability to perceive the five senses a name.

God's perspective.

Under the gaze of Jiang He, he saw Ji Wuyun and his party, who had arrived in Xidu District, drove to the entrance of the Qin Shihuang Emperor's Mausoleum Museum. A group of people stood at the entrance of the museum, responsible for welcoming the visitor from afar. A ninth-level transcendent.

As soon as he got off the car, Ji Wuyun suddenly felt a chill on his back.

He turned around, but didn't find anyone standing behind him.

But for some reason, Ji Wuyun always had a bad feeling in his heart, as if his every move was being monitored.

He doesn't like this feeling very much.

In fact, this feeling has been with Ji Wuyun since he entered Binbian District, and the situation did not improve until he left Binbian District.

Why is it that now that I'm in Xidu District, I feel like I'm being watched again?

Is it over?

The crowd of people standing at the entrance of the museum were not onlookers, but museum-related personnel and leading cadres from Xidu District.

Just like the situation that Mr. Ye encountered when he came to Binbian District, Ji Wuyun faced the flattering smiles of these people and didn't really want to say anything more. He directly found the management office among the crowd. Uncle Liang waved towards him.

Uncle Liang lowered his head and bent over and ran over. Le Lingling behind him saw Uncle Liang being so groveling for the first time. After all, others had been groveling in front of Uncle Liang before.

Among the crowd, Uncle Liang was her only acquaintance. Holding the huge rocket launcher in his arms, he followed Uncle Liang and ran to Ji Wuyun.

"Mr. Ji," Uncle Liang stood in front of Ji Wuyun, as if he was half a head shorter automatically, bending down unconsciously, "You are finally here. I originally heard from the administration that you would be here today. We’re leaving. Since I haven’t been here for so long, I thought you had encountered some incident, but it seems like nothing happened now.”

Ji Wuyun waved his hand, "Nothing, I just went to pick up two people."

As Uncle Liang spoke, he took out a box of expensive cigarettes from his pocket, took one out and handed it to Ji Wuyun.

"No, I don't smoke."

Uncle Liang was stunned when he heard this. He remembered that Ji Wuyun was a famous smoker, so why did he tell him not to smoke now?

"These are the two people I picked up from Binbian District and borrowed them from Ye Lao," Ji Wuyun turned sideways, "She is my daughter, her name is Xu Chang. You should know the person next to me, Duan Ming. A seventh-level transcendent from the Administration."

When Uncle Liang heard that Ji Wuyun had brought his daughter, he immediately understood why he said he didn't smoke anymore. He quickly put away the cigarette case and stretched out his hand towards Xu Chang, "I have long admired your name, Miss Xu Chang, today I See, she is indeed a dragon and a phoenix among people, she is worthy of being Mr. Ji’s daughter, she is really like a dragon and a dragon and a phoenix."

Duan Ming on the side seemed to be ignored, and Uncle Liang didn't care at all.

This is normal. Behind Xu Chang is Ji Wuyun, the legendary ninth-level transcendent. Although he is a seventh-level transcendent, he is still too insignificant compared to Ji Wuyun.

"Uh... I don't know why you borrowed these two people for?" Ji Wuyun replied: "Duan Ming is here to help. If there is any emergency, he can also deal with it. As for Xu Chang... Let her get along with the little girl under your control for a while. She is not very old and is surrounded by rough guys. It should be more comfortable to have a transcendent of the same sex by her side."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Liang immediately burst into laughter and said, "As expected of Mr. Ji, he is so thoughtful. Why didn't I think of this kind of thing at the beginning? Or I'm just too stupid. Fortunately, I have Mr. Ji."

With that said, Uncle Liang pushed Le Lingling's back, "Quick, go say hello to Miss Xu. This is a rare opportunity for you."

Le Lingling took a few steps forward with some restraint, came to Xu Chang, lowered her head slightly, and said timidly, "Hello, sister, my name is Le Lingling, Le of Music, Ling of Three Points Water."

Xu Chang glanced at her, but she wasn't as mean as she was towards Lin Miao and Gongsun Yi. She just reached out and touched her shoulder and patted her shoulder, with a not-so-good-looking smile on her face, "Hello, you, My name is Xu Chang, Mian Xu’s Xu, Chang’e’s Chang.”

Several new leaders on the side felt a little confused. Since Xu Chang and Ji Wuyun are father and daughter, why do they have different surnames?
A leader who had been in office for a long time said in a low voice: "What do you know? Miss Xu is now named after her mother, and she has changed her name a long time ago. Everyone knows this, but they just haven't said it out loud."

"Mr. Ji's wife? I seem to have never heard him mention it. Have you seen her?"

The person who raised this question felt something was wrong because the leaders around him looked embarrassed.

"Mr. Ji's wife died a long time ago. She died of a disease called..."

At this time, someone suddenly cleared his throat, interrupting the group's whispers.

"Ahem," Duan Ming said to Uncle Liang, "Mr. Liang, since you have welcomed us now, why not go in and chat first? There are many people outside and it is not very quiet. Let's go in and find a room to chat. .”

Uncle Liang nodded repeatedly. For Ji Wuyun's sake, he did not dare to say a word "no". He stretched out his hand to make an invitation gesture and welcomed the three people in.

They did not enter from the main entrance of the museum. The museum is now closed and tourists cannot enter. It is best not to enter directly from the main entrance.

Walking into a room, several scholars gathered here for a discussion heard someone walking in. They turned around and saw Ji Wuyun's serious face. They stood up immediately, and the atmosphere was depressing.

"Everyone, sit down. There's no need to be so tense. I'm not here to monitor your work. Just do your job well." Ji Wuyun motioned for them to relax and work in such a high-pressure environment. , it is also a kind of torture to the human spirit, "Who can tell me what the situation is now and the reason why the museum is closed."

The person in charge of the Xidu District Security Station came over with a somewhat unpleasant expression on his face, "Last night... a soldier warrior was stolen."

This did not exceed Ji Wuyun's expectations. Now that the First Emperor has the possibility of recovery, the loss of one or two terracotta warriors is not a big news. "Then what?"

“We conducted a mental evaluation on the security guard who was patrolling at the time and determined that he was not under the influence of a spiritual supernatural being before we started questioning him.

"According to his statement, last night... the terracotta warriors were not stolen, but a terracotta warrior jumped out of the hole."

The person in charge of the security station swallowed his saliva and said something that even he himself found unbelievable.

"That soldier warrior... came to life."

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