"No, I'm not, I'm not the daughter of the tyrant Ying Zheng..."
Guo Lin, who should be called Ying Lin now, shook her head repeatedly, her little face stained with a lot of dirt full of hesitation.
The woman she had been with for more than two thousand years was her biggest enemy, and the man she had cursed for more than two thousand years was her biological father. The sudden revelation of the truth had a huge impact on her.
Cao Yi walked up to Ying Lin and said pleasantly: "Bianhuahua can see the past and the future. You are indeed Ying Zheng's daughter."
Ying Lin was stunned for a while, then suddenly raised her head and said loudly: "I understand, all this is your trick. You are not Mr. Lu's friend at all. You are here to save Ying Zheng."
Cao Yi was not surprised at all by Ying Lin's reaction. On one side was the person who had raised her for more than two thousand years, and on the other side was the person she had only known for a while.
"Recall, how is Ziyuan's treatment of you different from how ordinary mothers treat their children?"
Cao Yi asked patiently.
A flash of panic flashed in Yinglin's eyes, but she quickly calmed down, "Stop bewitching me, I won't believe it."
"Ziyuan has a magic, why didn't she pass it on to you at all?"
Cao Yi asked seriously.
When he first watched the movie, he was surprised that his mother could curse an empire.
The daughter has lived for more than two thousand years and only knows some fist and kick assassination kung fu.
It's so incredible.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like the way the one-armed nun treats Akko.
Ying Lin's face turned pale as if she had been hit in the heart by a heavy hammer, and she quickly argued: "My mother said that the spell will harm people, and it is for my own good that I am not allowed to practice it."
"Ziyuan knows more than just spells. You can't tell her that you're not qualified, right?"
Cao Yi asked again.
"She...she..."
Yinglin couldn't answer for a long time.
Obviously, Cao Yi was right again.
"For more than two thousand years, pigs have become sperm. Are you worse than a pig?"
Cao Yi said something fierce.
While Yinglin was flustered, she was a little angry, and actually said that she was not as good as a pig.
"When you came here from Shangri-La, you saw a lot of scenes of mothers and daughters getting along. How did they get along?"
Cao Yi asked again.
This suddenly hit what Ying Lin had always puzzled about. Her mother had always been indifferent to her.
Moreover, sometimes the look in her eyes is complicated.
"The last question may offend you a little. Don't you think you are too stupid? Well, too naive. For a person who is more than two thousand years old, this is very abnormal. It seems to be intentional."
Cao Yi stopped here.
Ying Lin stood there silently, her expression blank, as if she was stupid.
"Pindao has said what needs to be said. It's up to you to decide what to do next."
After Cao Yi finished speaking, he walked towards the platform where Ying Zheng was in the north.
When he was almost coming down from the stage, he heard a whimpering sound.
Cao Yi turned around and saw Ying Lin running outside while wiping her tears.
Then, something unexpected happened.
Ying Lin accidentally stepped on Alex's left arm with her front foot, and it broke with a click.
Alex, who had just regained consciousness, let out a shrill scream.
Yinglin's back foot landed on the ground and stepped on Alex's right arm. There was another click and it broke again.
This time, Alex didn't scream, he fainted again.
Ying Lin didn't even look at it, and soon she disappeared.
Cao Yi shook his head, walked along the steps to the bronze carriage, and looked directly at the terracotta warriors and horses, Ying Zheng was inside.
Cao Yi raised his hand, and when he was about to touch the terracotta warriors and horses, he withdrew again.
It's hard to tell if Ziyuan has any backup plans, so it's better to be careful.
After thinking about it, Cao Yi flicked a stream of earth spiritual energy onto the terracotta warriors and horses.
no response.
Is it too little?
Cao Yi increased his spiritual energy several times.
Still no response.
Jin Xing Ling Qi, no.
Water moves aura, it doesn’t work.
Fire element aura, no.
Wood can move spiritual energy, it won’t work.
It’s not possible to put the five elements together.
The first volume of the Encyclopedia of Spells, Jade Slips of the Heavenly Master, various talismans and seals, I tried them one by one. After working for more than three hours, I found out that the terracotta warriors and horses are still the same as they originally were.
Cao Yi said helplessly to himself: "The only choice is to go to Shanghai and wait for the Eye of Shangri-La."
At this time, a slight sound of footsteps came.
Without looking back, Cao Yi knew that Ying Lin was back.
Not long after, Ying Lin's hoarse voice sounded: "Taoist Priest, I'm back."
Cao Yi turned around and saw a pair of red and swollen eyes with tears.
"Come up and see your father."
Ying Lin hummed, walked up, her eyes fell on the transparent jade coffin, looking at 'Ying Zheng' who had turned into bones, her expression was very complicated.
The man she had cursed in her heart for more than two thousand years was actually her biological father.
"Your father is here, and inside the coffin is a eunuch."
Cao Yi reminded.
Ying Lin's expression froze, she turned her head and looked at the Terracotta Warriors and Horses, with a puzzled look on her face: "Why are you in the Terracotta Warriors and Horses?"
"Even poor people don't know"
Cao Yi shook his head.
Yinglin raised her hand and touched the terracotta warriors and horses, her hands trembling with excitement.
"Don't touch"
Cao Yi stopped him.
Ying Lin looked at Cao Yi in shock.
"It's best not to come into contact with your father before using the Eyes of Shangri-La."
Cao Yi said.
Yinglin nodded.
"Something may have happened, and we have to leave today."
Cao Yi said, walking towards Alex who was lying under the stage.
Ying Lin, who followed down, frowned and said, "You still want to take him with you?"
"The plan is to take him with me"
Cao Yi walked up to Alex, squatted down, and injected some spiritual energy to prevent Alex from bleeding to death.
Two minutes later, Alex opened his eyes and immediately gasped in pain. Seeing Ying Lin standing aside, she yelled again: "Biaozi, Biaozi, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you..."
Yinglin got angry again, squatted down and held the stone hairpin, stirring it back and forth.
It has quite a style of painting from Princess Jianning x2.
Alex kept howling and soon passed out from the pain again.
Two minutes later, repeat.
Two more minutes later...
After going back and forth more than twenty times, Alex completely stopped moving.
"Taoist Master, come again."
Ying Lin looked like she would never give up.
"He has been played to death by you"
Cao Yi said dumbfounded.
"Dead" Ying Lin was stunned, and then asked: "Will it affect the rescue of my father?"
"Won't"
Cao Yi shook his head.
Yinglin breathed a sigh of relief.
Cao Yi walked to the stone platform in the north, opened the lid of the purple, gold and red gourd, and with a thought, collected the bronze carriage, the jade coffin and the terracotta warriors and horses on it.
"Walk"
Cao Yi walked out first.
Yinglin followed.
After a while, we came outside.
Cao Yi dismissed the workers and re-sealed the Mausoleum of the First Emperor using earth-moving methods.
About ten minutes later.
Cao Yi took Ying Lin back to the hillside where Yuxu Temple was located.
Yang Huting and Li Wanhua were waiting on the side of the hillside with dozens of soldiers.
"Taoist Master"
Yang Huting came forward.
Seeing Ying Lin's expression change: "It's you"
Apparently, the two had met.
"Let's talk after we go in"
With a thought in Cao Yi's mind, Yuxu Temple, which had been hidden by the Lost Tracing Array, appeared.
With another thought, the door opened.
At this time, a big white python poked out.
Everyone at the scene, except Cao Yi, was shocked.
"It's the giant python that robbed my spiritual stone mine."
Yang Huting shouted.
"What spirit stone mine?"
Cao Yi asked Xiao Tian.
The latter disappeared with a swish.
"Let's talk after we go in"
Cao Yi walked in first.
Not long after, Yang Huting's exclamation came from the Taoist temple: "What, she is a princess!"
…
At 12 o'clock at noon, the group arrived at the airport, boarded a plane bound for Shanghai, and left Xi'an.
