Museum of Demons

Although I said so.

But modern society is ruled by law.

Of course Wei Yuan would not be the same as before, wearing a black suit, carrying a sword, Qin Nu and six stainless steel crossbow arrows on his waist.

Take advantage of the night to sneak into the city.

When mobilizing other forces to contain the city guard, execute the beheading plan.

What age is it now?

Civilized people.

There must be a modern method.

Science, do you understand science?

Wei Yuan used his mobile phone to search out the target person's information.

Then silently took out the copper coin and performed a gossip algorithm. After confirming that this action would not be discovered, he sat on the bed and entered a light sleep with the irrigation feather on his waist. , The most suitable for use in dreams.

In the past, a variety of cruel methods were required for interrogation. Even so, some people would not speak up or deliberately leak out wrong information, leading to errors in judgment, but people are almost defenseless in their dreams. , Which also means that intelligence can be easily extracted in a dream.

Wei Yuan stepped out of his dream and appeared in the spring city in his dream.

In Jue's dream, a Kunlun Mountain is still faintly visible, and water ghosts are drinking Coke in their dreams.

When Wei Yuan passed by Hu Ming Bookstore, he saw the dream of the little Taoist A Xuan.

He slept soundly, but he was meditating in his dream.

Naturally curled up like a baby, breathing softly, breathing in dreams, and breathing in reality, they are exactly the same, without the slightest difference. This is a manifestation of the high level of Taoism and the harmony between the soul and the body and the heaven and the earth.

Wei Yuan retracted his sight.

Three copper coins were imaginary in the hand, and the location of the researcher was determined by calculating the name.

Then move forward quickly in the dream.

Use spells unscrupulously.

He quickly arrived at the home of Dong Yuefeng’s student, the researcher named Ye Yucheng, and then easily entered the latter’s dream. He was a single man with a neat and meticulous home. Ye Yucheng in the dream was still doing research. , Did not notice the appearance of Wei Yuan at all.

Because it was in a dream, Wei Yuan sat down beside Ye Yucheng's table by himself.

Looking at those antiquities and historical research.

Ye Yucheng looked up blankly and asked, "Who are you?"

Heibingtai, fellow, open the door and check the water meter.

Wei Yuan slandered in his heart, and said, "It doesn't matter who I am."

"But I heard that you are studying the tomb of the emperor, studying the tomb of the first emperor?"

Because it was in a dream, Ye Yucheng lost his original vigilance and replied smoothly:

"Yup."

He was even a little excited in his tone:

"Qin Shihuang Mausoleum, that is the first emperor of China."

"Only the terracotta warriors and horses excavated from the burial pits can suppress the so-called Pharaoh's Pyramid, but this is an ordinary terracotta warrior and horses warriors and horses. It’s just a regular formation. You don’t know. We have found more than 400 burial pits. It's just a small part."

"No one knows how many figurines are in the graveyard of the First Emperor."

"And one of these burial pits is an arsenal."

"Although the armor buried inside is stone, every piece of armor leaf has been polished."

"We have calculated that if it is all handmade, a craftsman will take 400 to 600 days to complete an armor, but with such equipment, there are 87 armors in the K9801 burial pit, and these armors are obvious. It is stronger than the armor on the terracotta warriors, do you know what it means?"

Ye Yucheng increased his tone and said:

"This means that the burial pit of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor is hierarchical."

"Outside, it's a regular array."

"Inside, the standard armor of the military generals in the middle level."

"And this is only the part outside the inner hall, it's a funeral pit."

"So, where's Meng Tian? Where's Wang Jian? Where's Li Xin? Where are the pottery figurines of the famous Qin generals?"

His voice paused, and said: "Also, did the first emperor's personal guards also guard the outer side of the inner hall? The name of the halberd Zhongzhong who has no history, what kind of armor is his standard? Is it still the same as before his death, watching the peace of the First Emperor day and night for thousands of years?"

Wei Yuan fell silent suddenly and said softly:

"He... didn't do that."

"what?"

In the dream, Ye Yucheng stared blankly at Wei Yuan who had interrupted him, and said:

"This is impossible."

"How is it possible that Zhong Lang Jiang would leave the First Emperor behind?"

Wei Yuan was speechless.

Ye Yucheng's thoughts obviously did not react as quickly as when he was awake. After a pause, he said to himself: "In this way, I can blind the cultural history of China to those Westerners and let them know. , Their few wonders of the world are not worth mentioning."

"Historical antiquities, I am the first in China, and the rest are the so-called miracles in the West."

"The so-called Seven Wonders, at best, are only one level with the burial pit of the First Emperor."

Looking at Ye Yucheng who was enthusiastic in front of him.

Wei Yuan asked: "If that's the case, why do you want to dig the imperial tomb?"

Ye Yucheng took it for granted: "The First Emperor is dead."

"Those things are too wasteful to be buried underground. They are no different from those stones. Only when they are excavated can the world know the brilliance of the Qin era."

Wei Yuan looked at this enthusiastic researcher and said nothing.

Sitting on the chair, leaning back a little, said:

"So, do you know who will decide this project?"

"There are also people involved in this research."

"of course I know."

Wei Yuan realized a list in his dream and said, "Then, write down all their names."

A hesitant color appeared on Ye Yucheng's face, saying:

"We agreed that we would not spread it out."

Wei Yuan slowed down and said gently: "This is not a rumor."

"Look, no one will know."

"I won't tell other people."

Wei Yuan added silently in his heart, but I will visit them.

Under the influence of the spell, Ye Yucheng’s persistence was quickly disintegrated. A pen emerged in his hand, and he quickly wrote names on the paper, because it was in his dreams, so he was writing the names. At the time, the appearance of those researchers also surfaced and was remembered by Wei Yuan.

"Then, have a good dream."

Wei Yuan got up, nodded slightly, and withdrew from Ye Yucheng's dream.

He did not embarrass this person, nor did he reveal the identity of the Black Ice Terrace.

The core purpose is to figure out the cause and motive of this incident, but not the others. Wei Yuan looked at these lists in his hand, and relied on divine calculation to search for the past one by one, and entered their dreams according to the method just now. Think of a way to figure out the motivation and purpose of these people.

He got the result.

These people have different motives, and a considerable part of the reasons are related to success and fame. They have enriched their qualifications by relying on the experience of developing the imperial mausoleum this time, but these same people are all looking for ancient classics and let Shenzhou The splendid ancient culture conquered the world, and the goal of solving many current puzzles in the pre-Qin period.

The monks who participated in this operation also found Lao Zhuang's manuscripts.

To perfect the classics and develop new exercises in the era of aura recovery.

Perhaps the people behind them are not so simple in purpose, but these front-line personnel are actually very pure, with good and sufficient reasons. They have a way to protect cultural relics from being oxidized, and they naturally want to develop them and let those precious cultures and treasures be published. To the public, in their opinion, it is a waste of these dazzling treasures to stay underground.

Finally, Wei Yuan stood in front of an old man’s house, looking at the old-fashioned street lamps painted with green paint, trumpet-like, some mottled walls of old buildings, and traces of creepers, which were completely different from the high-rise buildings in the surrounding dreamland , And he stood alone in the dreamland, in a trance, suddenly feeling that things are right and wrong.

For him, the first emperor was the king who conquered the six kingdoms. He shared the great aspirations of the world with him. He was the emperor who gave the gods and laughed and drank with his servants. He was also angry and wanted to conquer Xiangshan because of his dislike of the crown. Dagon clothes are too hot, so they just abandon it, a living person with a temper.

But in the eyes of these researchers.

The first emperor is just a symbol that has passed away. It can even be said that this symbol has never been alive.

The first emperor, surnamed Zhao Ying, has the same text in politics and books, the same track in cars, unified writing, weights and measures.

This is his life.

When there is a larger and noble purpose, the development of the tomb of the First Emperor is also a natural thing. This is scientific research. It is to open the'box' left by the ancestors to future generations. For Wei Yuan, it is to dig up. The tomb of a person he was once very familiar with, who had lived, had emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy disturbed his peaceful sleep.

The emperor who swallowed the world really left.

This perception is very subtle.

It's like when people live to a certain age, parents and friends are slowly leaving.

But sometimes the inertia of life pushes you forward, making you too late to realize that they are leaving.

Only occasionally for a moment, you will remember.

Then there will be melancholy, with a slight tingling sensation.

Some memories are good.

But some memories are like the palm of the hand gently brushing the sharp blade, leaving a pain that will not go away for a long time, and as the years go by, the stinging will become more and more, so many people get older , The more reluctant to be alone, only the noisy and busy life can dilute the pain in the memory.

When the pain caused by those memories becomes dullness, that is when you get old.

At that time, regrets were only left to miss.

However, Wei Yuan.

You will always go back to when you were young, always bright, and always painful.

Time is as cruel and heavy for everyone, whether it is longevity or death.

Wei Yuan shook his head and threw down the sudden feeling. No matter what the reason, he wanted to stop this kind of thing. This is the Municipal Museum. As a large museum in the whole Jiangnan Province, there are many precious antiquities. The owner of the old museum is a well-known historian in Jiangnan.

Especially for the ancient relics of the Qin and Han dynasties.

A certain black ice table guard rubbed his hands, climbed the wall skillfully, entered the door, and then entered the old man's dream.

The reasons of this old professor are very similar to those of Dong Yuefeng. Old scholars who have studied the history of a lifetime can hardly resist the temptation of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. From this old professor, Wei Yuan also knows that the whole project was as early as a month ago. It started, all steps were prepared in an orderly manner.

Unless he is going to make a big fuss, otherwise, this kind of thing is difficult to stop.

But without mentioning his own unwillingness, the possibility of this incident alone would cause Zhang Daoyou to have a heart attack.

Wei Yuan pondered, and decided to ask the celestial master to see if Zhang Ruosu could suspend this matter as a celestial master. The outer palace of the mausoleum was closed and it was impossible to enter the interior. It was Zhang Han who supervised the construction of the emperor's mausoleum in the later period.

He at least knows the secrets of external agencies.

Wei Yuan was about to leave.

He glanced casually across the old professor's dream, and then he paused slightly.

This is the accumulation of the old man's past memories~www.readwn.com~Most of them are Qin and Han antiquities he studied. Wei Yuan saw a pendant with half a finger on it. The finger was a bit crude, but very familiar.

this is……

Wei Yuan was slightly lost.

The former Ruishi squatted down and looked at the girl in front of him with a smile.

Passed the pendant in his hand and said softly:

‘This is the most important thing to me right now. ’

'Now for you, my name is Yuan, and I will make an agreement with you. One day, when you are in danger, as long as I am alive, no matter how far away, I will definitely rush over and save you. This is Daqin The covenant will certainly not be violated. ’

The pendant of the year?

PS: Today's first update... 3,600 words~

Thank you Shen Zhou Wanshang, thank you~