God of creation's vest magic changes the world

What's going on in the hearts of some people who have noticed the strangeness, no one can know except themselves.

However, after coming out of Fusu's tomb that day, all the archaeologists returned to their homes in a daze, and it took a long time for them to wake up.

Among the sober people, some remained silent, while some secretly edited the text, accompanied by secretly photographed pictures, and published everything they encountered in Fusu's tomb on the Internet.

And this is also the reason why the Fusu Tomb incident can quickly spread on major websites.

Thanks to the seriousness and responsibility of the Huaguo monitoring department, the archaeologists of the Fusu tomb were approached by the relevant department of Huaguo almost one second after the Fusu tomb incident was published on the Internet platform.

Among these people, Ye Lan, who is a descendant of Xu Fu, was listed as a key focus by Hua Guo.

Outside the large villa No. 048 in Jinghua District, Kyoto, a young man in police uniform rang the doorbell of Ye Lan's house.

A few minutes later, Ye Lan, who was wearing casual clothes, opened the door.

Ye Lan glanced at the police uniform on the young man, with a puzzled expression, "Hi, may I ask who you are?"

The young man in police uniform gave Ye Lan a friendly smile, raised his hand and took out the ID in his pocket.

"Hello, Mr. Ye Lan, I am Canggen, the deputy director of the Huaguo Special Affairs Bureau. I would like to ask you to find out the details of the Fusu Tomb incident that happened three days ago. Could you please go to the office?" Come to our bureau to discuss in detail?"

Cang Gen said while looking at the young man in front of him without any trace.

He has black hair and black eyes, with clear eyebrows, and there seems to be an indescribable charm in his words and deeds.

At this moment, he was suddenly approached by a person in police uniform. He didn't panic like a guilty conscience like other archaeologists at all, but he was clear and calm when he understood something.

He had expected this day to come.

At the same time, he is also confident.

Canggen realized instantly.

Looking at Ye Lan who seemed to be a guest at home with a natural attitude, Canggen couldn't help but think of Ye Lan's investigation materials.

Should it be said that he is a legendary figure in the archeology department?

This kind of heart that is not shaken by foreign objects directly beats his peers by a block.

More importantly, such a person has an extraordinary background.

Canggen brought Ye Lan to the Bureau of Special Affairs with complicated feelings.

This is a "solid fortress" that embodies the efforts of the whole country of Hua.

The main body of the building that can withstand the power of grenade/bomb explosions, various bulletproof glass, black technology doors that can identify identities, low-key and luxurious interior decoration, military equipment using cutting-edge technology at home and abroad...and, with satellites Closely connected observation equipment.

Ye Lan, who was following Canggen, swept everything in front of her eyes without any trace.

Being able to build such a "fortress" belonging to human beings in a short period of time, the Chinese people should not be underestimated.

With admiration for the people of Huaguo, Ye Lan followed Cang Gen into a conference room with great cooperation.

As expected, Ye Lan saw many faces that were only seen in the official media and reports of Huaguo.

The head of China, the deputy head, the secretary of the Military Commission...

Almost all the top executives of Huaguo appeared in this conference room.

Ye Lan was slightly stunned, then saluted them respectfully and said hello, and sat opposite them under Cang Gen's arrangement.

The first to speak was the well-known leader of Huaguo.

"Mr. Ye Lan, hello."

"Sorry to take up your weekend break."

Ye Lan waved her hands again and again, indicating that she was not disturbed.

The head of Huaguo smiled heartily, "I think Xiaocang has already explained to you clearly why we are looking for you. I am not going around here."

"We want to know about Young Master Fusu and Sword Spirit Fuqin."

The head of the Hua Kingdom smiled slightly, and his brows and eyes were a little heavy.

At the stage of recovery of Blue Star's aura, every new born or awakened from deep sleep deserves Huaguo's great attention.

They must determine whether the "new mysteries" will bring harm to humans.

It stands to reason that everyone in the Hua Kingdom should be very familiar with Young Master Fusu, a well-known figure in history.

However, the people in Hua who learned about the whole process of the Fusu Tomb incident from the archaeologists already understood that not all the things recorded in history may be true.

Unable to determine which part of the historical record is true and which part is false, they urgently need an "insider" to help them analyze and judge the danger of the son Fusu and the sword spirit Fuqin.

But at this time, Ye Lan, the descendant of Xu Fu, became their best choice.

Therefore, the head of Huaguo asked people from the Special Affairs Bureau to invite Ye Lan.

He smiled, "Within the scope of your family's permission, you can tell us part of the things about the young master Fusu and the sword spirit Fuqin. We will also satisfy one of your requests within the scope allowed by law and morality."

Huaguo is bound to get information about the son Fusu and the sword spirit Fuqin.

Ye Lan bent her eyes and smiled when she heard the words, "His Royal Highness Fusu's matter is not some secret taboo."

"Actually, most of the records about His Royal Highness Fusu in this history book are true."

The leader of Huaguo instantly understood the implication of Ye Lan's words.

Then, the only thing that was concealed or even tampered with was related to the sword spirit helping Qin.

Ye Lan drooped her eyes and closed her eyebrows, and the deep meaning between her eyebrows became more intense, "In 212 BC, the first emperor ordered the warlocks to be murdered, and the young master Fusu bluntly remonstrated with him. In anger, the first emperor dispatched him to Shangjun to build the Great Wall."

"However, on the day when Young Master Fusu went to the county, the sky dog ​​eclipsed the moon, and a moon-white long sword fell from the sky and landed in front of Young Master Fusu."

Everyone in Huaguo understands it.

That moon-white long sword that descended from the sky is the Fu Qin Sword!

"When the long sword came down, there was a sword spirit who appeared in front of thousands of people, and recognized the young master Fusu as the sword master on the spot."

"Such an astonishing scene immediately alarmed the first emperor, and made the first emperor who was seeking the way of eternal life ecstatic. He immediately wanted to keep the long sword and study it day and night."

"However, the sword master and the divine sword should not be separated, otherwise the sword will be destroyed."

Ye Lan frowned slightly, as if she had inadvertently thought of the scene of the sword destroying people.

Everyone in Huaguo couldn't help imagining the scene of the sword destroying people and dying, with regret and intolerance on their faces.

Even if they knew from the Fusu tomb incident, the son Fusu and Fuqin Jian at that time were not separated.

"Thus, the first emperor, who longed for longevity, planned to let his son Fusu stay in Xianyang with a long sword, but was rejected by his son Fusu."

"My son Fusu resolutely rushed to Shangjun on the grounds that 'building the Great Wall is a matter of benefit to the country'. The first emperor had no choice but to secretly exchange information with his son Fusu on bamboo slips, in an attempt to learn the way of longevity from the sword spirit Fuqin."

Hearing this, some people couldn't help laughing.

Their First Emperor, at that time, probably forgot that he was still angry with his son Fusu, and he was thinking about the way of longevity.

Ye Lan also smiled, that Emperor Shihuang was more interesting than his son Fusu.

Back then, the black sword sword spirit in the black and white twin swords admired him very much as soon as he met, and deliberately left a magical seed in his soul.

With Blue Star's current magical power becoming stronger and stronger, it won't be long before he can see that Emperor Shihuang again.

Ye Lan sensed the state of fullness of the magic seed that had cause and effect with him, and thought about it with great interest.

There were many thoughts in her heart, but her face remained motionless. Ye Lan waited for everyone to digest it before continuing.

"Afterwards, son Fusu took the Fuqin sword to retreat from the Xiongnu, built the Great Wall, and studied top-notch swordsmanship... He gained a great reputation and became the eldest son of the emperor recognized by the world."

"When the first emperor heard this, he clapped his hands and laughed and said, 'My son Xiao Wu is worthy of a great responsibility'. Afterwards, he granted his son Fusu great power."

The young staff of the Special Affairs Bureau heard the words and their eyes widened, full of shock.

The first emperor actually said such important words to his son Fusu!

Whoooo!So, so exciting!

"Of course..."

Ye Lan's tone became low, making people involuntarily have an ominous premonition.

"In 210 BC, the first emperor died of illness. Hu Hai, the eighteenth son of the emperor, threatened the remains of the first emperor and the lives of the people in the world, and ordered his son Fusu to commit suicide in Shangjun."

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

"Fu Qin Jianling heard the words and naturally refused, but Hu Hai killed several people immediately."

"...In the end, son Fusu forced Fuqin Jian to fall into a deep sleep and committed suicide in Shangjun."

Everyone in the Hua Kingdom couldn't stop sighing when they heard the words.

Pity.

What a pity.

The head of the Hua Kingdom also sighed for the famous son Fusu, and then asked, "What about the Fusu tomb that is comparable to the emperor's tomb?"

Ye Lan raised her eyes, "Seven days after the son Fusu committed suicide, the sword spirit Fuqin woke up from his deep sleep and asked the Qin army to cast Fusu's tomb with Hu Hai as a hostage."

"When the mausoleum was completed, the sword Ling Huajian disappeared with the mausoleum."

"Qin Er Shi Hu Hai was angry, falsified history, and buried all the truth."

Ye Lan sighed lowly, with a bit of melancholy in her eyes.

Everyone in Huaguo looked at each other in blank dismay, the faint light in their eyes flickered on and off.

The leader of the Hua Kingdom murmured, and raised his eyes after a while, "Young Master Fusu is benevolent, judging from his past, he should not be a soul who kills indiscriminately, and the danger level is at the middle and lower D level."

"Although Sword Spirit Fuqin has powerful means, it is restrained by the scabbard of Young Master Fusu, and the danger level is a medium-level C-level."

"The members of the Special Affairs Bureau who are in charge of contacting them make observation records, and while they are on alert..."

"Adopt friendly solutions such as treating people kindly, making friends, and cooperating, and try our best to win them over."

Everyone nodded.

Ye Lan smiled.

Just when the upper echelons of Huaguo agreed that the son Fusu and the Fuqin sword spirit were no threat to human beings, the son Fusu left the mausoleum holding the Fuqin sword.

Because of the energy supply of the sword spirit Fuqin, Fusu, the son who became a ghost, does not look much different from a human being except that he does not breathe.

He can not only stroll in the sun, but also taste human food.

Of course, the latter point was not known to Young Master Fusu until long after he left the mausoleum.

……

Two handsome young men in ancient costumes came to the central market in the western suburbs of Kyoto today.

One person was dressed in a splendid Tsing Yi, with warm and refined eyebrows and eyes, and an elegant and gentle temperament.

One person was dressed in clean white clothes, with cold and sharp eyes, and an indifferent and quiet demeanor.

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