Distorting mirror travels through the supernatural event book

Yanyang Mausoleum?

Qiao Leting had heard of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, the Qianling Mausoleum, and the Ming Tombs, but had never heard of this Yanyang Mausoleum.

He put down the mirror and fumbled in his pocket, but the phone was still inside. He took out the phone and hurriedly entered the word Yanyangling into the browser, but the icon turned around for a long time and didn't come out. As a result, I looked at the four signal grids in the upper right corner of the phone screen, and they were all empty. Now the phone has no other uses other than reporting the time and lighting it up.

The mirror in his hand suddenly disappeared. Under the cold moonlight, he gently pushed aside the branches in front of him, and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw a group of people gathered in front of a huge stone tablet, making a jingle. There was the sound of clanging jade and iron objects, as if they were dividing the spoils.

The man named Lao Ma asked, "Do you know Wangdi City?"

Someone quickly interjected and replied, "I don't know, I haven't heard of it."

"This Yanyang Mausoleum is a mausoleum built from a mountain, surrounded by mountains. Yanyang Mountain is located in the middle and soars into the clouds. The Yanyang River below passes through the entire canyon from east to west, forming a flying hanging with this mountain peak. The corner of the eaves," the old horse paused, pointed to the top of Yanyang Mountain, then pointed to the deep canyon below and said: "Look at the bottom, doesn't it look like palaces lined up closely? Bu? This is called Wangdi City. According to legend, Wangdi City is a place where yin and yang meet.

"Uncle Ma, is it really so scary?" Another young man in camouflage uniform asked.

The old horse shook his head, "I've only heard of Wangdi City before, but this is the first time I've seen it today. I don't know what's going on inside."

"Let's go back," a slightly older voice rang out, "Anyway, I did a lot of shopping just now. Yanyang Mausoleum is the mausoleum of Emperor Chenxi, so it's better for us not to go in."

Emperor Chenxi?Qiao Leting tried his best to recall the historical knowledge he had learned in high school. He had never heard of the posthumous title of Chen Xi, and of course it could not be ruled out that he was too poor in history.

"What are you going back to, Uncle? You can't even pay for the plane tickets to go back with such a small amount of things. This time we finally found Yanyang Mausoleum. Why don't you go in and take a look!" A man in his 20s and less than 30s dressed The young man in the black coat jumped out, "What age is this? You still believe in this stuff. I've been out with you so many times, and I haven't even seen a well-preserved zongzi."

The man called Second Uncle is a lame man, about 60 years old, with a three-finger-thick rope on his shoulders. He doesn't agree with the young man's proposal, "Huzi, you are thinking too simply. Just because you’ve met it doesn’t mean you won’t be able to touch it in the future.”

"I think what Hu Zi said was that we finally found the entrance of Yanyang Mausoleum. If we can get something out of it this time, we won't have to worry about it for the rest of our lives."

"Huang Lailai, aren't you afraid of dying inside?" Er Cripple shouted angrily.

"If I was afraid, I wouldn't do this job," Huang Laolai asked him directly, "If you can't get off the lame man, I'll do it myself."

"All right, all right," the second cripple finally gave in, and said to the old horse standing beside him, "Old horse, find out where the empty seat is."

The old horse responded, held up the compass and walked towards the trail to the west, and the people behind followed immediately.

Qiao Leting is still at a loss about his mission. The general on the mirror asked him to retrieve the young master's soul. Whether this young master is the Emperor Chenxi in Yanyang Mausoleum is unknown, but he has no clue now. Maybe some clues could be found by following these people, so Qiao Leting quietly followed.

Li Hui pulled the hem of the lame man's clothes and asked him: "Master, do you hear a sound from behind? Could it be the zongzi in the coffin that jumped out?"

"What are you talking about, kid!" Er Cripple knocked Li Hui on the head.

"It's not Master, it really has a voice."

The second cripple frowned and stopped, moving his right ear to listen carefully to the voice behind him.

The evening wind blows the lush weeds and makes a rustling sound. Under the moonlight, the huge river rushes by in the canyon at the bottom of the mountain, and the sound of whimpering seems like someone is crying softly.

Er Lame turned his head abruptly, and swung the lamp in his hand straight on Qiao Leting's body. Seeing such a big man following behind him, he opened his mouth and asked him sharply, "Who are you?"

The others also turned their heads and looked at the dumbfounded Qiao Leting.

Only then did Qiao Leting see the faces of these people clearly. In front of him stood seven men in three rows, three old and four young, holding tomb-robbing tools in their hands. In fact, he had no intention of hiding it, so he left when he was discovered When he came out, he acted very embarrassed, and explained: "Well, I came out to explore, and I don't want to get lost in this mountain. Can you take me out? I can give money."

Huang Laolai refused straight away, "No."

Qiao Leting's facial features were wrinkled together, which should have been very pitiful, but it was a bit funny to make this expression after he gained weight.

The old horse behind said: "It's okay to follow, but you should have heard our conversation just now, we have to go to Yanyangling to have a look first, if you are afraid, wait outside, if you are not afraid, just wait Come in with us."

"Old horse?" Huang Laolai called out.

The old horse sighed, "Hey, here in the wilderness, I can help."

"Thank you, thank you all." Qiao Leting thanked repeatedly.

Huang Laolai was a little unhappy, but he didn't refute Lao Ma's decision. He said in a cold voice: "Let's go, the road is dangerous, we don't care about you, so be more energetic." He turned and walked forward.

Qiao Leting agreed a few more times, and quickly followed behind.

From the conversations between them, Qiao Leting deduced the relationship between these people. The young man in camouflage uniform on the far left in front is called Li Hui, who is the apprentice of Er Laizi, while Huzi in black coat and Liu Baquan beside him are Huang. Lao Lai's apprentice, and Huang Zishan beside him is Huang Lao Lai's youngest son.

No one spoke along the way. It is not yet eight o'clock in the evening, and the sky has completely darkened. Walking on the winding path under the moonlight, Qiao Leting carefully observed the surrounding terrain, hoping to find something useful clues, but the results were dismal.

Hearing the rattling sound of Huang Zishan's backpack behind him, he poked it curiously and asked him, "What is this thing you're carrying on your back?"

"Don't touch it casually, it contains a first aid kit," Huang Zishan snorted, stared at Qiao Leting and said, "I'm uneducated."

Qiao Leting touched his nose with his hand, as if he recognized his uneducated personality, so he asked Huang Zishan presumptuously: "I heard you say that this place is called... what is it called Yanyang Mausoleum? It's the mausoleum of Emperor Chenxi. Who is Emperor Chenxi?"

"Uneducated, bumpkin," Huang Zishan sarcastically said, "I don't even know about it."

Qiao Leting nodded vigorously, and replied: "Yes, yes, I dropped out of junior high school after one year, please tell me."

Li Hui in the front turned his head at this moment, and said, "Shanzi, I haven't heard of it either, tell me about it."

Huang Zishan is a serious graduate of the physics department, and he doesn't know what he thinks of doing tomb robbery after graduation. He always has a bit of intellectual arrogance when he robs tombs. He said: "Strictly speaking, Emperor Chenxi He can’t be regarded as a decent emperor, and many history books don’t recognize his existence, so you can be forgiven for not knowing him,” he raised his chin slightly, like a proud rooster.

"During the Warring States period, the emperor of Zhou was on the decline. Ji Yue was the No.13 son of Ji Yan, the king of Zhou Nan. He won the great power in his hands and became the actual ruler of the state of Zhou, but later he returned the power to Ji Yan, and the state of Zhou was completely destroyed in a short time."

Qiao Leting took advantage of Huang Zishan's pause and asked him: "At that time, the title of emperor didn't seem to exist. Why is his posthumous title still Emperor Chenxi?"

Huang Zishan explained: "Emperor Chenxi is a posthumous title given by later generations."

Qiao Leting gave an ooh, and heard Huang Zishan continue to speak: "This Ji Yue is best at geomantic omen, and also has a lot of research on alchemy. According to legend, Xu Fu, an alchemist, is also his apprentice." Huang Zishan pushed aside the horizontal branches in front of him, and continued Give them popular science, "Later, after Shihuang unified the six kingdoms, he sent people to find his whereabouts, hoping to obtain the immortal medicine from him, but unfortunately Ji Yue has never appeared since returning power. After that, I only saw this Yanyang Mausoleum in ancient books, but I didn’t expect—”

Before Huang Zishan finished speaking, his father Huang Laolai who was walking in front interrupted him: "Don't talk, please be quiet."

Huang Zishan lost his voice in an instant.

The night is dark, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the leaves on the trees are not good, and they will fall when the evening wind blows.Qiao Leting was walking on the road, thinking in his heart that Emperor Chen Xi was such an awesome character, he had never heard of a word before, this is simply unscientific!

But with so many bizarre events happening to him, what science is there to talk about.

The author has something to say:

Changed the name of Gong, because I found that it was repeated with another book, how much I like this name ah ah ah