"Maoling earthquake?"
Jiang Qi was attracted by a news push on his mobile phone.
Out of the curiosity and intuition of a history student, Jiang Qi opened this piece of news.
The source of the news is the official website of Jiuzhou News, and its authenticity is beyond doubt.
The news said that just this afternoon, there was a small, weak earthquake in Maoling, with no casualties.
Originally, this small-scale or even trivial geographical disaster had little reporting value.
But Maoling's historical status is a bit high.
This is where the tomb of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty is located, and there are also the tombs of Wei Qing and Huo Qubing nearby!
It can be said that these three people, the monarch and his ministers, shined for an era and left an indelible mark on Kyushu.
Especially Huo Qubing.
The experience of this young general, even if we were to write about the current network, we would have to create a system to break it down.
Otherwise there is no logic at all.
But Huo Qubing actually did it.
Just two thousand years ago, it was in the glorious history!
It can almost be said that no one knows about the champion, and no one knows about the title of wolf and Xu!
It's okay if nothing happens to a place like this. If something happens, it's no big deal.
Especially an earthquake!
You know, the most likely problem for a mausoleum buried deep underground is an earthquake!
Once there is a crack, it might be a rescue excavation that sweeps most of the archaeological world!
Jiang Qi read the news carefully and found that there was no word about problems with Maoling and the surrounding tombs of Huo Qubing and Wei Qing.
"Didi."
Just as he was about to turn off his phone, the communicator in Jiang Qi's pocket suddenly rang.
It's Director Qian's communication.
"Little friend Jiang Qi, something happened. Is it possible to contact the Master? Or can you ask the Master a question on our behalf?"
Director Qian's solemn voice came from the other end of the communicator. He went straight to the point without any politeness.
"What happened?"
Jiang Qi was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked at the news on his phone.
Director Qian's voice came next: "Did you read the news? It's the one about the Maoling earthquake."
"just saw."
Jiang Qi's expression changed. After answering, he waited for Director Qian's next words.
"Actually, it's not that nothing happened, or that there was only one thing that went wrong!"
Director Qian's voice had a mysterious meaning.
"This small earthquake happened very strangely. Maoling is not in the seismic zone. Even if it happened, such a weak earthquake should not affect Maoling."
"But the comrades over there reported after the earthquake."
"Huo Qubing's tomb is cracked!"
"And there is also a strong Xuanqi fluctuation!"
When Jiang Qi heard this, an incredible look flashed in his eyes.
Is there anything wrong with Huo Qubing?
Is it as recorded in history?
Jiang Qi knew it must not be the case.
In those days, people didn’t even feel the decline of spiritual energy.
Xuanxiu is not only found in Kyushu.
It would be the biggest strange thing if the Xiongnu did not have Xuanxiu at that time!
And if you think about it with your toes, you will know that Huo Qubing, who defeated the Huns and even captured many high-ranking Huns in his first battle, could be an ordinary person?
Xuan Qi fluctuates and Huo Qubing's tomb mutates. It would be strange if there was no connection!
"Was the earthquake caused by the changes in Huo Qubing's tomb?"
Jiang Qi asked in a deep voice.
"That seems to be the case so far."
Director Qian's voice didn't contain much emotion, but Jiang Qi could tell that he was deliberately suppressing it.
"Later, the comrades over there went to the site to investigate and found that the crack went straight to Huo Qubing's coffin!"
"Someone ventured in to take a look."
"The coffin has been opened!"
"It was opened from the inside! Not as early as when we didn't know it, but today!"
"After the abnormal movement!"
"There's no body inside!"
Director Qian's voice was not loud, but his emotions were obviously beyond control.
"So, what I mean above is to ask Senior Nuo Mian if he has ever recognized Huo Qubing."
Maoling.
This famous mausoleum is now located next to a county town.
This is also a kind of economic realization, relying on the backer to eat the mountain.
“Special gluten!”
"Hot Noodles with Sesame Paste!"
"Mom, I want to eat Zhengxin chicken steak!"
"You love me and I love you, Michelle and Bingcheng are sweet and sweet."
In a night market near Maoling, various hawking sounds came and went.
A young man was walking on the street, looking left and right with interest. Occasionally he stopped in front of a stall, twitched his nose, and left with a slight regret.
This young man was wearing a white loose robe, which had an ancient connotation and did not look like modern attire at all.
The young man is full of heroism, with sharp sword eyebrows and long hair hanging loose, but not at all feminine. His eyes are slightly narrowed and he looks lazy, but he can still feel the brilliance of an eagle.
As he walked on the street, he attracted countless eyes, partly because of the young man's outstanding appearance, and partly because of the young man's unique dress.
Of course, people just find it novel. There shouldn’t be too many unique people these days.
"Brother, can you add a contact information?"
At this time, several young and beautiful girls came to the boy's side, and the most beautiful one picked up the phone with a sweet smile.
The young man did not speak, but shook his head slightly.
"Oh, it's fate that we meet each other, can you please add me to it?"
The girl said reluctantly.
By the way, I flipped my hair, which was quite charming.
The young man still smiled and shook his head.
When the girls saw this, they had no intention of entangled anymore and left together.
The young man did not look back and continued to move forward. Suddenly he moved his thin lips and muttered to himself.
"Is your mobile phone the thing you can buy food with?"
His tone was odd, at least to modern ears.
The young man looked at the various stalls filled with fireworks around him, looked at them with subtle eyes, and after thinking for a while, he walked into a dark alley.
Behind him, the three tourists turned around and walked in very naturally at different times. No one noticed this episode.
After the three of them entered the alley, they looked at each other.
"Lost?"
the leader asked.
"It's normal. If it's really that person, it would be weird for us to be able to keep up."
"But before."
The leader interrupted his men and saluted the empty alley.
"The following people have no ill intentions. I believe the general can also see that. The general led the following people here for no purpose. Please take the time to see them."
"identity."
A strange tone came from the darkness, with a somewhat interesting tone.
"According to what the general can understand, we should be the contemporary Habayashi Army!"
"laugh"
There was an unnoticeable soft sound, and the heads of the three of them felt pain almost at the same time.
"tread"
Accompanied by crisp footsteps, the young man's figure emerged from the darkness, his palm spread out, and there were three hairs inside.
"Although those guys in Yulin are incompetent, they are not comparable to you."
The three of them looked tense at the same time. They can pick your hair easily, and naturally they can penetrate the Tianling Cap more easily!
"I wonder if the general has ever seen this?!"
The leading member of the Mysterious Bureau did not dare to delay. He took out his mobile phone and opened a picture. On it was a Nuo noodle!
Dark blue, with a towering head!
If Jiang Qi were here, he would find that this Nuo noodle is almost exactly the same as the one he first wore!
The young man turned his gaze away casually, and then froze.
The tone is no longer relaxed, but has a majestic tone, as if it is an unquestionable order, making people obey unconsciously.
"Take me to the owner of this mask!"
(End of chapter)
