“I never imagined that history would turn out like this.”
In the dark hall, Cao Yi muttered to himself.
Just now, on his way back, he made a special trip down the mountain to find out the situation in China in this world.
Currently, China is divided into two major forces.
One is the Northern Alliance Army composed of the Jinsui Army, the Northwest Army, and the Northeast Army, supported by the Soviet Union, with a strength of three million.
One is the Chiang Kai-shek Army, which occupies South China, Central China, and East China. It is supported by the United States and has a strength of five million.
The two major forces were divided into many small forces, fighting endlessly with each other. It can be said that China in this era is more chaotic than Beiyang.
"Ding"
A crisp beep interrupted Cao Yi's thoughts.
"Congratulations to the host for successfully manifesting himself in front of the main plot characters Yang Huting and Li Wanhua."
"Reward: An opportunity to improve the quality of items"
The system beeps continuously.
"Can you improve this guzheng?"
Cao Yi took out a brand new guzheng from the purple, gold and red gourd.
I picked up this guzheng from a musical instrument store when I went down the mountain just now. When I picked it up, I left behind a gold bar and a note.
"Can"
A crack more than one meter long opened in mid-air, and a ball of golden flame floated out with more than a dozen purple stones, constantly changing shapes.
The guzheng flew into the golden flames, making muffled sounds from time to time.
Cao Yi did not act as a bystander like before.
From time to time, I would also carve a formation, create a restriction, and form a seal.
Just like this, after a full day and night, the golden flame returned to the crack in the air, and the guzheng, which was much brighter in color, fell down.
"Quality improvement effect: power, close to the magic weapon."
Cao Yi reached out to catch the guzheng and put it on the ground.
The delicate white hands slowly stroked the thin strings of the zither, and the beautiful notes jumped out briskly one by one.
“Go out and try it”
Cao Yi left the shrine holding the guzheng.
He didn't want to wait and demolish the temple.
Arriving in a forest five or six hundred meters away from the Taoist temple, Cao Yi sat down cross-legged, placed the guzheng across his knees, and gently stroked the strings.
"Zheng!"
A crisp sound of a kite tore through the silence in the woods.
"Ouch"
Four hundred meters away, a wolf howled.
Soon, a dozen wolves galloped four hundred meters away from several directions, joined the wolf that sent the signal, and ran towards here together.
"Zheng!"
There was another crisp clang sound.
The head of the wolf running at the front was separated, followed by the sound of falling to the ground.
The other wolves were not affected at all and quickly rushed five meters away.
Cao Yi danced his fingers, and the clang sound sped up suddenly.
In the void, dozens of brilliant tigers and leopards appeared in the blink of an eye, roaring and charging toward the pack of wolves.
All of a sudden, half of the wolves died.
This was Cao Yi's intention to hold back.
The remaining wolves were so frightened that they turned and ran away.
Cao Yi sped up the speed of playing the kite again.
Where the remaining wolves ran, trees fell one after another, and the scene was very spectacular.
After a while, Cao moved his hand away from the strings of the zither, and the destruction caused by House of Flying Daggers stopped.
"recovery"
Cao Yi discharged a large amount of spiritual energy from the vegetation, and one tree after another flew up, nourished by the spiritual energy, and returned to its original appearance.
After a while, the rapid, high-pitched, and sometimes deep sound of "Ambush from Flying Daggers" came from the woods.
Four hours later, Cao Yi collected his kite and walked away.
…
The next day, early in the morning, a thin, translucent red, shining golden parabola rose from the sky-blue clouds. At first glance, it looks like boiling solution splashing up.
The door of the shrine was pushed open from the inside, and Cao Yi walked out, looking towards the east, just in time to see the dazzling, fiery red sun rising.
After closing my eyes and feeling the caress of the warm sunshine, I spent half an hour eating breakfast, and another half hour finishing my morning classes.
Cao Yi took his time and came to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.
Different from the desolation of the previous day, the Mausoleum of the First Emperor has been turned into a construction site, with more than a dozen machines and six to seven hundred skinny people busy.
A tall, very muscular young foreigner wearing a dirty coat, who must be Alex, ran to a mound more than two meters high with a loudspeaker, and spoke in Chinese with a Beijing accent, He said loudly: "Bury the explosives I brought and blow up the entrance to the Tomb of the First Emperor. The first person to find the entrance will be rewarded with ten oceans."
The sallow-looking Chinese workers around them were stimulated by the rewards. Not only did they not raise any objections, but they also rushed to carry the explosive boxes and bury the explosives one by one.
Looking at these people, Alex showed a playful smile.
"Wait a minute"
Cao Yi's voice was not loud, but it spread far.
Alex, who was conducting the command, turned around and saw Cao Yi walking over, with a surprised expression on his face: "I've seen your costume before. You are a Chinese Taoist priest. What's the matter?"
"Using explosives directly will destroy the Mausoleum of the First Emperor."
Although everything went according to plan, Cao Yi still didn't want to see the Mausoleum of the First Emperor in this world destroyed.
Too many of the civilizational achievements of this nation have been destroyed, and only one of them can be saved.
"No, it's too big here. We don't need explosives. It will take a long time."
Alex shook his head in denial.
"Pindao knows where the exit is"
Cao Yi walked over directly.
Under the surprised eyes of Alex and the workers, they walked more than a hundred meters and came to a hillside that had been dug four to five meters.
"here"
"The place has been dug and there is nothing."
Alex shook his head.
Cao Yi took out three gold bars directly from the bag, held them up and said, "Those who dig can share these three gold bars."
"bullion"
"bullion"
…
Everyone screamed.
Alex was stunned.
"I come"
"I come"
…
Dozens of workers rushed over first and started digging.
“You cannot eat alone”
"that is"
…
More workers rushed over.
Looking at this group of workers who were sallow and skinny, desperate for survival, Cao Yi extremely hoped that Ying Zheng would be resurrected as soon as possible. Take this hopeless ethnic group and this hopeless country out of the quagmire as soon as possible.
"Hello, my name is Alex."
Alex walked over and held out his hand, a look of curiosity on his face.
"Pindao's surname is Cao. You can call him Taoist Master Cao."
Cao Yi cupped his hand.
Alex took back his hand and said, "Taoist Master Cao, I understand your feelings about protecting cultural relics, but even if the cultural relics inside are dug out, they will not stay in your country."
And this one!
Cao Yi showed doubts.
Alex continued: "Your country is in the middle of a war and does not have the ability to protect cultural relics. After the cultural relics are excavated, they will be transported back to the British Museum, which has the best cultural relic protection technology and environment in the world."
"Who gave you permission to do this?"
Yang Huting was the first person who came to Cao Yi's mind, and then he denied it.
Yang Huting is not such a person.
"Both of your governments agreed to this in order to obtain a £50 million loan from our country."
A smile appeared on Alex's lips.
Cao Yi said nothing.
More than forty minutes later, a surprised voice came from the deep pit a few meters away: "We have dug the door."
