He Has a Dragon

Seeing Jin Zhongxin's smile, Wang Le can't help but also laughed, "Uncle, am I a layman making a joke?"

I saw Jin Zhongxin first got up from the cigarette case on the bedside table and took a Gent cigarette for lighting, unavoidably asked: "Do you know what is the biggest difference between this era and the era of the imperial dynasty?"

Wang Le shook his head immediately, then shook his head, because the question was too big, too abstract, and there was no accurate answer, just like the thousand Hamlet in the eyes of a thousand people. [Wu Ruo Novel Network Debut]

"The biggest difference is whether there is a question of faith." Jin Zhongxin said lightly.

After a pause, Jin Zhong said: "When there is no faith, this world will become more and more impetuous. Eventually, the etiquette will collapse and the world will be chaotic."

"Eh!" Wang Le muttered in his heart: "It was obviously talking about the burial of Genghis Khan, how did it get to the Lochzi faith, it seems that the two of us are not on the same frequency, and the bull head is wrong!"

Of course, this is what Wang Le thinks about in his heart. He must be listening. He has a deep sympathy and a very interested look.

"However, in the thousands of years of the imperial dynasty family, people have faith. Whether Buddhism, Confucianism, Confucianism, or others, they always believe in their hearts. For example, Genghis Khan worshipped 'Longevity Heaven.'" Road.

"Changshengtian, does this have anything to do with the burial?" Wang Le asked.

I saw Jin Zhongxin shook his head and said, "I just want to tell you that for the ancient people, faith is throughout the whole life and penetrates into the blood and bone marrow, and can never be changed."

After a pause, Jin Zhongxin said, "Simply put, that is, Genghis Khan ’s belief will tell him that he is the child of the supreme **** 'Longevity Heaven'. In this belief, everything in the world has a soul, and it is divided into hell. And heaven. "

"He ’s in the world, a woman of power and wealth, and everything else, even the whole world belongs to himself. It is extremely brilliant. There is no ancient man before and no man came. After returning to the age of 100 years, he will enter heaven, and of course he will still enjoy all of this life. ! "

Having said that, Jin Zhongxin looked at Wang Le and asked again: "So do you think that Genghis Khan will be buried thinly, leaving only a coffin for himself, and nothing else buried in the soil?"

"Eh!" Wang Le said in silence, and suddenly didn't know how to refute.

"Even if the civilians have no money, when they are about to die, how can they pinch two copper plates in their hands, not to mention the conqueror of Asia and Europe, which the Europas call" God's Whip "and lays down unlimited territory A generation of arrogant Genghis Khan! "Jin Zhongxin pressed the cigarette **** in his hand into the ashtray, and said it resolutely.

After listening to Jin Zhongxin's analysis, Wang Le's suspicion was gone, but he still had lingering in his heart.

Because Wang Le has always been a full-fledged rationalist, seeing is believing. Before he saw it with his own eyes, he always had uncertain ideas in his heart and would not believe blindly.

"Is there a rare treasure at that time? For the kid, it is still secondary. The most important thing is Genghis Khan. The source stone is buried in his tomb, and the martial art heritage of Qiu Chuji is!" Wang Le looked at Jin Zhongxin, very Seriously.

I saw Jin Zhongxin sighed and said solemnly: "Of course."

Then Jin Zhongxin said: "Don't forget, Scarface is also a master of martial arts. He also needs the source stone, and Qiu Chuji's martial arts heritage. Since he said that there is, then there will be no slang, there must be. Quite certain! "

Wang Le smiled softly, and said lightly: "If he keeps his feet safe, I will never be a lone eater, when the rain and dew all touch."

After a pause, Wang Le smiled and became expressionless. At the same time, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he continued to say, "If he wants to stuff everything into his pocket, then I will You ca n’t ask for it, do n’t mind spending some hands and feet to get rid of him, and put all the martial arts inheritance of Yuan Shi and Qiu Chuji into your pocket! "

Jin Zhongxin laughed and blinked: "Scarface must have never imagined that you are already a master of martial arts at such a young age. This is a good time for you to be a pig and eat a tiger. Don't waste it."

Wang Le grinned and said, "Tai Jiang ’s fishing, and those who wish to be hooked. The boy has never been a troublemaker. I hope the scar face is not overbearing, otherwise he will die!"

Having said that, Wang Le looked at Jin Zhongxin with a smile and asked, "Uncle, Scarface and I are both masters of martial arts. Why are you so confident in me that you can overcome Scarface?"

Seeing that Jin Zhongxin didn't think about it, he replied: "The simple truth is that you are afraid of being less strong, you are younger than him, your spirit is at its peak, and the scar face is old."

"Eh!" Wang Le touched his nose, and said secretly in his heart, "Why don't you say that **** is still hot and spicy, I can't bear it."

This idea flew by in Wang Dashao's heart, like a boat passing through water without traces, because he was extremely confident in his combat power.

If the scar face is not allowed to exist, or if it exists as grandfather Jiyang, then of course it will be said separately, and if this is the case, even if there is an elixir in the tomb of Genghis Khan, Wang Dashao will not go there. .

The fool will do the trick with the tiger, playing with fire and self-immolation!

"It's getting late, and you're tired of driving the car all day. You will have to pick up the goods at the train station tomorrow morning, so you have to rest quickly and keep up your spirits to cope with the next trip. After all, this is just the beginning." Turn off the bedside wall lamp and say to Wang Le.

Wang Le made a noise, and did n’t say more. He closed his eyes with his hands on his head and began daily practice.

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At 12 in the morning, Sunan rang the bedroom door of Grandpa Su Zhendong.

After half a while, Su Zhendong, wearing pajamas, sat in the study and listened to Sunan ’s comment: "After tracing the traffic surveillance cameras along the burgundy Hummer, Wang Le and nine famous grave robbers on Northwest Road went to Inner Mongolia. And at 10 o'clock in the evening, I crossed the border and went to Outer Mongolia! And these were the people who we installed in the Inner Mongolia Garrison, and went to the border post to interrogate those soldiers to learn! "

Su Zhendong stiffened, his face pulled down and said: "It looks like he really is going to dig a man's grave!"

Sunan didn't think about it, and nodded his head directly and said, "Yes, I launched the Su family in the northwest and finally found out. In the past few days, the group who accompanied Wang Le bought a lot of grave robber tools. It looks amazing. The grave dug this time is not easy! "

"Huaxia's grave is enough to dig. How can I go to the prairie where the birds don't shit, and what can be dug there?"

After Sunan's report, he couldn't help murmuring, full of confusion

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