The strongest bodyguard and pretty president

In the desert, there are bursts of yellow sand.

The entire sky was filled with gloom, and Cheng Lao and others had already established a temporary command post here to take charge of the repair work.

In the past, they tried to build a museum on the entire imperial tomb to protect the imperial tomb.

This plan was later abandoned.

The current method is to repair those old institutions and consolidate the deficiencies.

But you can't change the Feng Shui here without authorization, so that the land of dragon veins has a long history,
enduring.

The entire investigation work has been basically completed, just waiting for the construction.

During this period of time, they have entered the imperial mausoleum many times and got in touch with the five elders guarding the mausoleum.

Elder Mo is leading the disciples of the Mohist family to check all the organs in the imperial tomb one by one.

In addition to repairing these damaged organs, some organs must be added.

After all, modern technology is so advanced, and these institutions have been around for more than 2000 years.

So the restoration work will not be easy, and it may take a very long time.

In order to make it easier for the workers to enter the underground palace, the old beggar set up an entrance.

The large formation outside will change with the weather, making the whole desert very strange, and it is easy for ordinary people to get lost here.

Lin Ruolan mainly does some data comparisons, and every detail cannot be ignored.

Qian Yuxuan stood on the sand pile, looking into the distance with deep eyes,

There was an indescribable melancholy on his face.

In the vast desert, the low wind and sand seemed to be on his mind.

Shen Tianlong came over with a sword on his back, and handed him a cigarette, "What are you thinking?"

Qian Yuxuan glanced at him, didn't speak, just took the cigarette and lit it.

Shen Tianlong asked with great interest, "Hey, how did I hear that you mentioned the family matter, what is Jianjianmen like?"

Qian Yuxuan took a puff of cigarette, but still refused to speak.

The old beggar came over from the wind and sand with Mo Tailun and a compass, and said to Cheng Laodao, "The general situation here has not been damaged, and everything is as usual. There will be no problems in Feng Shui."

Cheng Lao said, "Of course, it is the land of dragon veins after all."

There was a rumbling sound in the sky, and everyone looked up.

A helicopter drove over, the wind and sand below were too strong, and it was difficult for the plane to land.

Cheng Lao was asking, "Who is that?"

"not sure!"

Cheng Tieying looked at the sky and said.

Qian Yuxuan in the distance looked up and threw away the cigarette butt.

call--

A gust of wind blows and blows the cigarette butt away.

Shen Tianlong shouted, "Could it be my master and the others!"

Sure enough, Qin Mu's voice came from the plane, "Old Cheng, we are here!"

As the plane landed slowly, the drunk was the first to jump off.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Mu helped the beautiful girl get off the plane, and Shen Tianlong and others galloped over quickly, "Master, it really is you."

When everyone saw the drunkard, they all nodded their heads, and this kid was alive and well again.

The alcoholic came to Elder Cheng and bowed respectfully, "Thank you, Elder Cheng, for saving me. I can't repay this kindness. Why don't I promise you with my body, and see if the Cheng family has a girl who is suitable for me."

roll!
Cheng Lao smiled and patted the boy's head.

He still prefers alcoholics, he is loyal, otherwise Cheng Lao would not have put so much effort in sending him to Emperor Wu for treatment.

Qin Mu said hello to everyone, and Lu Yaqing shyly called Cheng Lao, waiting for a few seniors.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Qin Mu asked about the situation of the imperial tomb, and told them that his father would arrive here in a few days to join everyone.

The layout of organs like the Imperial Mausoleum was originally combined with the right time, location and all conditions.

The essence of the Mohist institution lies in a word of destruction. If someone tries to make any changes to the imperial tomb, or wants to get the wealth in it, they will end up buried with the imperial tomb forever.

Qin Mu had seen the Mohist institutions in Yucheng, but they were finally covered by the turbulent melt flow, and no one could take them away.

In the imperial mausoleum, there is also a sea of ​​fire mechanism, which is also drawn from the fire of the earth veins.

If there were no people who were there in person, they would never believe the splendor of gold everywhere in the imperial mausoleum.

At that time, even a woman like Chen Yijun, with a lot of money, was nothing compared to this imperial tomb. If Lu Yaqing went in, she probably wouldn't know how shocked she would be.

Everyone is currently researching while repairing, and the details of many places have not been discussed.

Lin Ruolan came, holding a bunch of documents.

"Qin Mu, Mr. Lu, are you here too?"

The two nodded to her, and Qin Mu said, "Can you adapt as a girl?"

Lin Ruolan said, "It's good, I like these jobs very much, it's very mysterious."

Then Lu Yaqing entered the imperial tomb with them, and she was completely shocked when she saw everything in the imperial tomb.

The greatest project in the world is not even one ten-thousandth of it.

The entire imperial mausoleum is a huge underground palace, with underground rivers below and yellow sand all over the sky.

Such a huge project, do not know how it was built in the first place?
Many things cannot be explained with modern knowledge.

At night, everyone returned to the tent, drinking and eating together, and discussing every detail of the restoration together.

In the wind and sand, there was a faint sound of piano.

"Boom-thump-"

It is tactful like the jingle of spring water, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

"what sound?"

The drunkard yelled something, and everyone stopped in unison, keeping silent, listening to the muffled voice.

"It seems to be the sound of a piano."

Qin Mu and Qian Yuxuan rushed out almost at the same time, and their figures floated onto the sand dunes.

Standing in the wind and sand, listening to the sound of the piano.

Unfortunately, it seems that there is no more.

The drunkard caught up, "There are often such strange phenomena in the desert. Could it be like a mirage?"

Shen Tianlong rushed over with the sword on his back, "Master, this weird piano sound has appeared several times, but every time we chased it, we didn't find any trace."

Everyone returned to the big tent to eat, and soon, the intermittent sound of the piano came from time to time.

Qin Mu frowned, "I'll go and have a look!"

Qin Muyi is a bold person, and he is not afraid of any monsters, let alone there are no monsters in this world.

Regrettably, the sound was sometimes near and sometimes near, fluttering and flickering.

I don't know where it came from.

As you approach, it's silent again.

Qin Mu was very surprised. In terms of martial arts, his own strength has reached the realm of nothingness. It can be said that he rarely meets opponents in the world.

Why can't you catch up with the piano sound?
After chasing him in the desert for a while, he came back disgruntled.

After returning, they asked Qin Mu if he had discovered anything.

Qin Mu shook his head, the old beggar sat there frowning silently.

Cheng Lao asked, "What's the matter? Is something going to happen?"

The old beggar didn't speak, just kept drinking.

Two days later, Qin Chong arrived with the four major martial slaves and several strong men of the older generation.

The lineup here is already very strong, in addition to the powerhouses of the eight clans, there are also five mausoleum guards, as well as Shen Tianlong and eighteen generals to help out.

With so many strong people around, no one would dare to make any bad ideas when they were repairing the imperial tomb.

But at night, in the vast wind and sand, there was a faintly audible sound of the piano.