That is the State of Qin, the Qin State of Qin Shihuang!
Those are the old Qin people, the invincible old Qin people!
Jiujiu and Lao Qin fought against the national calamity together.
The old Qin Dynasty restored our rivers and mountains.
There will be no truce until the blood is shed dry!
There is the Great Qin in the west, which is rising like the sun. The country has been hated for hundreds of years, and the vicissitudes of life are hard to put down!
The world is in turmoil, how can we find peace and tranquility! Qin has sharp men, who can compete with him?
Thinking of this, Zhao Jin's blood boiled for a moment. After thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is nothing wrong with being an old Qin person, and it is even something to be proud of!
"Mr. Da, if the blood in my body can awaken this mysterious bird, do you think it is the descendant of the eternal emperor who said the famous saying in the world: 'Er drops, forehead drops, all forehead drops'?"
After hearing this, Mr. Da's head was full of black lines. He was a little doubtful about the head of his new apprentice. How come Qin Guo's hope is a mentally retarded person with no brains?
Also, although Zulong is from Shaanxi, when did he speak such Shaanxi dialect? The language spoken during the Warring States Period is very different from today, right?
"Are the descendants of the First Emperor important? Ying Zheng became the emperor of the ages because he was Ying Zheng, and it is also because of you that you became the leader of the Qin Kingdom, not because you are his descendant."
What Mr. Da did not say in his heart at this time is that you are the descendant of the First Emperor. Without the blood of the royal family of my Great Qin Empire in your blood, you cannot awaken the legendary black bird.
But this is still a secret. For some reasons, he cannot directly tell Zhao Jin his identity yet. It's not yet time, young man, just wait quietly...
"Hey, sir, I have no intention of becoming the lord of Qin. I am still a high school student who has not graduated. Don't scare me."
Faced with Mr. Da's extremely domineering and ambitious words, Zhao Jin did not dare to accept them. He was just a little guy from the Lower Three Realms. With his current strength, he could not even make a splash in the Qian Kingdom, let alone It is said to be in the dark realm of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.
Mr. Da once again ignored Zhao Jin's reaction. This topic was not suitable for discussion at the moment.
"Young man, you are too naive. Sometimes it is not a question of whether you want to be a king or not, but the torrent of time and destiny will push you to that position. When you were born, the road under your feet was already the one leading to the future. You can't avoid that high position. Even if you want to escape, you can't escape. The will of the old Qin people will always follow you..."
Mr. Da's turbulent eyes gradually returned to calm, and there was endless meaning hidden deep in his eyes as he looked at Zhao Jin.
"Sir, don't look at me like this. I'm not a showman."
Zhao Jin folded his arms and deliberately made an expression of "I'm so scared, don't come here."
"The black bird is a legendary magical bird. Whenever it appears, it can extradite resentful souls and bring hope to the earth again."
Mr. Da ignored Zhao Jin's showmanship and continued to speak slowly, but Zhao Jin's heart was no longer on this. In fact, he was already complaining in his heart. What's the point of Qin? Qin has long since disappeared in the long river of history. Well, this is already the 21st century.
Zhao Jin couldn't help but think of the outrageous fraudulent text message from her previous life: Hello, I am Qin Shihuang. In fact, I am not dead. I have 100 tons of gold in Xianyang City. I now need 2,000 yuan to unfreeze my gold in Xianyang City. You can transfer it to me via WeChat or Alipay. The account number is my mobile phone number! After turning around, I will directly lead the troops to resurrect tomorrow and let you command the three armies!
"Huh? No, maybe the old Qin people still have some huge power in the dark realm. Could it be that after the death of Qin Shihuang, he continued to unify the country and conquer the world in the dark realm?"
Zhao Jin suddenly thought that this world is different from the previous life. The existence of the Dark Realm makes everything possible after death. As far as he knows, the map of the Dark Realm is much larger than the human world. It is impossible to protect the Qin Kingdom from being in the dark. exist in the domain.
Legend has it that Qin Shihuang built millions of terracotta warriors and horses in his tomb in order to enter the ghost world and continue his wars after his death. He wanted to be the greatest emperor in the world when he was alive, and he also wanted to become the emperor in the ghost world after his death.
Sima Qian's "Historical Records" records: "The late emperor ascended the throne, passed Lishan Mountain, and conquered the world. The world sent more than 700,000 people, crossed three springs, and threw copper into the coffin..."
It can be imagined that the palace of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, which no one has dared to excavate so far, is filled with countless ghosts and strange objects. It is also full of mechanisms. On the outermost edge, there are machine-made crossbows made by the craftsmen of the Qin Dynasty. man of.
There have been rumors that the First Emperor carved a miniature version of the country according to the territory of the Qin Empire in his tomb, and made countless rivers with mercury.
Using modern equipment, modern historians have detected the presence of mercury in Qin Shihuang's tomb, which was used to form rivers, streams and oceans.
This shows how cool Qin Shihuang was back then. He actually created rivers, lakes, and oceans out of mercury. Use mercury like a hundred rivers and seas to infuse mechanical runes.
The top of the tomb is astronomy, the bottom is geography, and the sea monster ointment is used as a candle to save the immortal.
The physical body of the First Emperor lies in the warship. The warship moves endlessly on the sea of mercury. The world under the mausoleum is like eternal daylight. The ever-burning lamp will not go out for thousands of years, just so that the First Emperor can still patrol his palace day and night after his death. Eternal territory.
In this magical parallel world with spiritual masters and the Dark Realm, the First Emperor Baoqi entered the Dark Realm after his death. With the courage and ability of the First Emperor, he might have really established a huge empire in the Dark Realm and continued to lead it. The dead souls of the Qin State established a huge territory in the Dark Realm.
Well, probably, very likely.
The more Zhao Jin thought about it, the more likely it was that he thought it was possible. Looking at such powerful Mr. Big and Brother Tiger, wouldn't the Qin country still be the global hegemon in the dark realm?
Although he still had a lot of doubts in his heart, he turned to look at Song Lie in the distance, and when he saw the other party nodded, Zhao Jin dubiously recognized Mr. Da's words.
"In this case, little one, we are destined. If you follow me, I should give you a name. What should you call me? What name should you give me..."
Zhao Jin, who was not good at naming, had a hard time naming her pets. She looked up at the sky and remembered the terrifying black shadow behind the black bird when it was flying in the sky overlooking the earth.
"Hey, yes. Seeing that you are all dark, let's call you... Xiaoying!"
After hearing the name Zhao Jin gave Xuanniao, Mr. Da couldn't help but have a black thread running through his head.
The old man of the Zhao family is also a very knowledgeable and talented person. How come his grandson has such a low level of education?
Called Xiaoying? His neighbor's second aunt's house had better names for dogs than this one. This is the destiny black bird, a mythical beast. It is also the totem beast of my Qin country. Is it called Xiaoyinghua?
Fortunately, Xuanniao was very considerate. When Zhao Jin called it Xiaoying, it rubbed Zhao Jin's neck very affectionately. It seemed that it liked this name very much.
In fact, Mr. Da should be satisfied. At the moment of hesitation, Zhao Jin originally wanted to name Xuanniao Xiaohei, but it was the same as the name his good brother Gao Yang gave to his soul black python, so he could only temporarily find it. Change one.
Fortunately, Zhao Jin did not insist on his original idea, otherwise Mr. Da would have to fight for him. This is the destined beast of Da Qin. Is it fair to name a dog like Xiao Hei?
(Gao Yang: Are you polite?)
(Black Python Xiaohei: Are you polite?)
In this case, Mr. Da really couldn't say anything more. Song Lie in the distance suppressed his smile and returned to the kitchen.
However, Brother Hu next to him admired Zhao Jin's name very much.
"Xiaoying? This is a really good name. It's simple and clear, easy to remember, and it has the characteristics of this black bird. Hahahahaha, well done, well done!"
Mr. Da directly ignored Brother Hu's words. He really had nothing to say to these two "illiterates". They were all stubborn donkeys who played the piano to donkeys.
"In the following days, I will learn the art of war and swordsmanship with me in the morning, learn combat martial arts with him in the afternoon, and play chess with me in the evening."
As if he had made up his mind, Mr. Da took out a black ancient book and handed it to Zhao Jin.
"Read this book carefully and ask me if you don't understand anything. It contains my lifelong experience in the art of war."
Suddenly, Zhao Jin felt a fiery gaze coming from beside him. Zhao Jin turned his head and saw that it was Brother Hu, and his eyes were fixed on the ancient book in his hand.
It seems that this ancient book is really a good thing, even Brother Tiger, who has unfathomable strength, is so jealous of it.
By this time, Song Lie's meal was finally ready, and Zhao Jin finally understood what Brother Hu meant when he asked Song Lie to make more piles before cooking.
Looking at the empty dishes piled high in front of Brother Hu, which was higher than a hill, Zhao Jin couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. Could this man be reincarnated as a starving ghost? So edible?
How much wealth do you have to have for such a big man to be so impressive? A month's salary for a normal white-collar worker is not enough to feed himself, right?
"Cook Song, your craftsmanship is still so good. Go ahead and cook more for me. I will pack it up and save it for midnight snack."
While wolfing down the food, Brother Hu called Song Lie and asked him to go to the kitchen to cook more. Song Lie laughed.
"Fat Lu, please eat slowly, no one will compete with you."
Perhaps the happiest thing for a chef is to see people enjoying the delicious food he made. Seeing Brother Hu's eating appearance, Song Lie was not surprised, and there was even a kind of joy in his expression.
After drinking and eating, Zhao Jin returned to the room and opened the ancient book given by Mr. Da.
"The combination of predicting the enemy will lead to endless surprises."
These were the eight characters written on the first page of the book after opening it, and Zhao Jin continued to read.
