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Chapter 695: The Emperor's Mausoleum

The raising of the sand is not obvious, and no one cares. After all, sand is too common in the desert. However, four or five minutes later, everyone discovered something wrong here.

A restaurant who was drinking water looked over blankly, and the cup in his hand fell to the ground with a thud. The bearded director opened his eyes wide and looked over, his mouth wide open. The raised sand was ten meters in total, and it was getting higher and higher. Now it was close to one meter, which was extremely obvious.

"What is this?" The crew members around moved away in a daze, and suddenly more than ten meters were empty. Under the gaze of the crowd, the sand suddenly exploded! With two screams, one man and one dog were washed out.

Diting fell to the sky and squirted on the sand with his feet and said angrily: "I..."

However, the next second he saw curious faces from all directions. The two words "女" instantly turned into grievance: "I... Wang..."

"Cough cough cough..." Qin Ye also lay in the desert, turned his head and spit out a mouthful of sand. Before he could speak, a figure with a bearded face had already covered his head. He looked at him curiously for a long time and tentatively said: "Actor?"

Haha... mortal... Qin Ye rolled his eyes and said that his father didn't want to speak.

"The Golden Captain?"

Qin Ye turned over and stood up, shaking the sand on his body. Suddenly, the heavy sword behind him immediately aroused a burst of surprise.

"Where did you make the props?" "It won't be a fight, right?" "This prop is very exquisite..."

The blue sky, white clouds, desert... The beautiful enjoyment was immediately interrupted. Qin Ye looked at the sky quietly, and said softly at the angle of forty-five degrees. Sheng was reluctant to say: "Stop."

In an instant, everyone around was stunned. The next second, Qin Ye's figure and Di Ting disappeared. The scene stopped for five seconds. The bearded director stood up in a dream, staring at the crew members around him in shock, and waved impatiently: "What are you all here for? Work starts! There is only one month before the filming is completed, and the scene is only halfway through. Is this waiting for breach of contract?"

Of course no one dared not to listen when the boss spoke. However, after everyone left, they looked at the sky in confusion.

Just now...what happened? What did I forget?

At this moment, the Yin Qi alarm in the entire Hebei Province instantly broke through the peak and quickly returned to calm.

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"Is this...near Yanjing?" In the rest area, Di Ting looked at the surrounding vehicles and spoke in surprise.

It did not expect that the desert was not big, at least compared to other deserts. It only has more than one thousand acres, which is not as good as the vast deserts as the sea. It just walks around and reaches the edge. The trees are shaded, the river is calm, the windmills of fertile fields opposite, and the world is prosperous.

A river separates two worlds.

As a well-known tourist attraction, Tianmo's rest area is well built. Restaurants, cafes, hotels are everywhere. Tourist cars, private cars, and more crew cars are parked neatly outside. It is no less than the road service areas in first-tier cities. Moreover, the flow of people is extremely large - a crew can range from dozens of numbers to hundreds of numbers.

Therefore, in this lounge area, most of them are wearing various actors. Most of them are wearing ancient costumes, gathering together in groups of three or five, chatting around from all over the world, and there are quite a few ancient restaurants divided into. Because of this, Qin Ye, who is carrying a heavy sword, is not conspicuous. But...

"Which crew is this?" "Is the screenwriter's brain tick? Modern character and ancient kung fu? This is a popular trend a few years ago, right?" "Don't say, there are many similar novels on the Internet now. Ancient martial arts XX is in modern times, and ancient doctors XX are in modern times, and they all have to embark on the path of cultivating immortals in the end. I feel so panicked... The world is too unsafe..."

"This kid... looks like he should be the first male? How old is he? He brings funds to the group?" "Don't say, this is next to Yanjing, under the feet of the emperor, don't suck the fool. The rich people are going to go, what's the point of bringing funds to the group?" "People compare themselves..."

The secret complaints were heard one after another, and Qin Ye pretended not to hear it. He called a glass of water and sat down by the window, took out his phone and flipped it out. He replied casually: "Tianmo. It is less than a hundred kilometers away from Yanjing. It is famous tourist attractions. Domestic TV and movies, most of the scenes that appear in desert are filmed here. After all, it is too expensive to go to the desert."

"Huh? How do you know so clearly? Is there any interesting stories I don't know? I'm happy to say them?"

Qin Ye felt that Di Ting had changed.

From a majestic and majestic divine beast back then to a despicable Jingba who gloats about the tragic experiences of others.

Why can’t the people and things around you maintain a good nature?

He refused to answer the question.

"We need to inform the tomb of Genghis Khan." He searched the phone book: "This is a great discovery, and the resentful soul crystal is likely to be under this cemetery. There is no archaeological major in the underworld, so we can only work on it in the world... In fact, Genghis Khan's tomb is in Hebei, which is enough to surprise me."

Di Ting calmed down, pondered for a few seconds, and whispered: "It's not surprising."

"In fact, there have been speculations in Hebei for the tomb of Genghis Khan." It licked Qin Ye's coffee, and the other party had a "dazzling" expression on his face. It coughed lightly and continued: "After 30 years, a tomb was excavated near Maershan, Zhangjiakou. It was a rare tomb of the Yuan Dynasty general. This aroused the interest of experts in Maershan."

Qin Ye paused in his hand and listened carefully.

The affairs of the dead are clearer in the underworld than in the world.

"Maershan is like a horse that lowers its head and drinks water. The horse is a supreme animal to the Mongolians and has a status comparable to that of Indian cattle. At that time, some experts speculated that Maershan might have buried a series of large Mongolian tombs. After an investigation of Maershan, an amazing discovery was made."

It lowered its head and licked the coffee again, and took it naturally as its own. Huh? Why does it feel particularly fragrant?

Qin Ye wanted to spend nine people to spend money to spend it.

"In a cave in Maer Mountain, archaeologists discovered non-sequential patterns of the twelve zodiac signs. The arrangement order of these patterns... was exactly the same as the zodiac signs of the emperors of the Yuan Dynasty! At that time, some experts speculated that the tombs of the emperors of the Yuan Dynasty might be nearby!"

Qin Ye tapped the table gently with his fingers.

coincide?

Perhaps, but... Tianmo is also in Zhangjiakou City!

Moreover, the origin of this desert is extremely strange. Thinking of the rumor that "the desert came overnight" and then contacting the archaeology of Maershan, he felt a sense of the fog of history gradually unfolding.

This may be one of the few fun that is different...

He listened carefully and continued, "When tracing the history of Maer Mountain, there is another thing that is even more tolerant and eye-catching. At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, there was a village called Yukou Village, less than ten kilometers away from Maer Mountain. It was originally named Chang Yuchunkou, and was named after Chang Yuchun, the general of the Ming Dynasty. In that year, Chang Yuchun pursued Emperor Yuan and left Juyongguan, and fought a battle with the Mongolian and Yuan army. The death toll was hundreds of thousands. At that time, the underworld specially dispatched a judge to clean up the battlefield and extradite the ghost."

It picked up the coffee cup that originally belonged to Qin Ye with both hands and drank it leisurely: "You may not understand some of the procedures in Fengdu, such as extradition of Yin Ling, and you must find out why so many people died. But... the file of that year was sealed by the second generation of Hell."

"Shick it?" Qin Ye raised his eyebrows and added a spoonful of milk to the coffee. Di Tingshang gave him a look of "You are very sensible". He continued: "Yes, it's sealed, and you can't check it. Of course, I'm not listed here. I remember that the results of the investigation that year were... unknown."

"At that time, the Yuan army was defeated and there was no reason to fight this battle. If they wanted to fight, they would retreat and defend the pass between Hebei and Mongolia to give the Yuan emperor time to escape. However, they fought. And the battle was extremely fierce and they would not retreat. Now it seems..."

Di Ting put down his cup and pondered: "It is very likely that this war is to defend the imperial tomb. After all, Tianmo and Maershan are not far apart."

Qin Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

People will never know that in a place where they cannot see, another pair of eyes is silently observing and recording.

Di Ting said: "Actually, there is still a little bit of doubt. I didn't understand it at that time, but now I understand it."

"That's...why is Zhao Yun guarding Temujin's soul?"

Qin Ye rubbed his chin and said, "Is it because... in the place where he was born, I can see through it?"

"Yes." Di Ting looked at him with relief: "Any misfortune can be enhanced to the greatest extent in the place of birth. Even if Temuzhen's soul escapes the seal, if he does not leave Hebei, the Ghost King Zhao can sense it as soon as possible. This... is not a coincidence. But it was calculated from the beginning. I am afraid... When Lord Di Ksitigarbha ascended to heaven, the second generation personally took action to erase the traces of the Ghost King Zhao's existence."

Qin Ye nodded clearly.

It is very likely that this is the case, otherwise Di Ting would be so hurt. Zhao Yun's strength should be comparable to Di Ting. The other party is still in the mood to travel around?

Don’t you hurry up and repair your injuries? Restore your official position? Regardless of the rampant three masters?

He suddenly felt that many things were like pearls, at a certain time, connected by a thread called cause and effect, forming a perfect pearl necklace.

Until now, I have almost figured out the clues about this matter.

Retracting his gaze, he began to flip his phone. Di Ting said curiously: "What are you looking for? If it is a short Douyin video, can I help you die?"

Qin Ye almost poured the coffee over with a concerned look.

"Look for someone!" He replied with a pale face: "Damama is so big, can you be sure where Brother Zhao is?"

Di Ting Hengfeng looked coldly: "Brother Zhao?"

"...This is a call for intimacy, and it doesn't matter! What's important is that Brother Zhao's current situation is probably not very good. Wherever he is, there will definitely be a large supernatural incident. As long as you find the scene of the large supernatural incident, you will likely get clues from the other party!"

"And the Special Investigation Office will definitely have these things!"

Di Ting raised the flesh on his eyes: "Are you looking for the highest combat power?"

"No." Qin Ye said lightly: "I said that we communicate equally, and I don't want them to think that the underworld needs their help. So..."

"Of course, find an acquaintance."

"In the past hundred years, I have planted a lot of good results... Otherwise, how would you think I can enter the First Great Practice?"
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