Brush Lala! Yin Silu seems to have turned into a black hole, swallowing all the brilliance at an extreme speed. And Qin Ye was surprised to find that...
The merit figures on the Yin Silu are actually rising rapidly!
At the same time, a voice sounded in his mind.
"After the establishment of the new underworld, it was the first time to defeat an event that was enough to affect international changes. Merit + 500,000."
"After the establishment of the new underworld, the homeland was recovered for the first time. Merit + 4 million!"
"As a ruler of the government, face Yama directly and play Yama in the palm of your hand. Merit + 200,000."
"Explore the business road, save the country from water and fire, and set up the first country-to-country comprehensive trade by sea and land. Merit + 500,000."
There were so many different things. After more than ten seconds, he looked at Yin Silu in amazement. The numbers on it were: 15220000/150000000.
A station was added, and the strange astronomical phenomenon in Ulaanbaatar was specially published.
Below are a dozen pictures.
For several days, the astronomical spectacle of Ulaanbaatar has shocked groups of astronomy enthusiasts all over the world. The heat even spread to China. Of course, most of the mobile phone hotspots in China are "Shocked! Is this the distortion of the sky, or the decay of the earth?" "The Buddha descended from the sky? Just because this country did this!" Come to the land where China once was!"
There are countless other things that are actually written with the pictures, take a closer look... Hey! This is also the same writer as the article that reported this matter...
Do not Bilian for traffic.
"Sir, it's here." Just as he closed the phone, a male voice sounded. An old man in traditional Mongolian clothes stood in front of him with a smile, speaking in half-baked Chinese.
Qin Ye nodded and looked around carefully.
This is a wasteland. No, the Gobi to be exact.
Most of this province is Gobi, and its name is aptly named, Gobi Altai. And his location is now a border town in the Gobi Altai Province. Not too close to the road.
In front of him, there is a quaint city wall. I am afraid that hundreds of years have passed, and the city walls are severely weathered. The total length is only 200 meters. From the wreckage, it should be square. You can vaguely see the shape of the gate on the city wall.
Across the ruins, is the abutment of a stone lei, square. Other than that, nothing else.
After giving two hundred dollars to send the guide, he squatted down and began to grope inch by inch.
"It's not really necessary." Ting Ting climbed onto his back and looked down on his shoulder: "If it is really the tomb of Genghis Khan, you will be in danger when you go down. You don't need to waste your time here. Besides, Wuming Reaper is clearly just throwing this bait. The evidence he gave is not enough. The most important part is still in the hands of Greece."
"I know." Qin Ye's slender fingers slowly touched the ground, and his brows furrowed slightly: "In history, the tombs of the emperors of the Mengyuan Dynasty have never been found. This is related to their customs. According to the Mongolian tombs The method is to hollow out the fragrant wood after death and dig out a human shape. Then close it. Then use gold inlaid beads and jade to wrap it three times. Finally, it needs to be leveled with horses and camels and sprinkled with horse blood. You can see where the tomb is."
He gently sighed and stood up: "I can't feel it. But according to the records of the Russian underworld, it should be here."
Zhenhai City.
The military stronghold of the Mongol Empire in the 13th century. More than 700 years ago, according to the identification and written records of archaeologists, it was personally built by Genghis Khan.
Listening to the truth also jumped down and smelled softly along the ground: "What you are talking about is only the Mongolian and Yuan nobles. No one knows what the real tomb of the Mongolian and Yuan emperors looks like. The Russian Empire is even less likely to know. And there are very few records in the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasty. Even the official burial specifications are unclear now. I guess ... he may have found a different high-profile burial."
"So I'm just taking a look." Qin Ye put on his sunglasses: "If it's not necessary, don't use it. Anyway, drop by."
Listen deeply.
Your duties should be rolled into the office and buried in the office, night clothes and food, and constant writing. Who allowed you to come out privately to relax
As the most essential copier, don't you have a hard time in your heart? Does the old man have to make a few chains to tie you to the desk
You should fit in with your desk!
"Strange... I didn't find Yin Qi either." After a few minutes, Di Ting also stood up in doubt: "No, if Genghis Khan's soul is still there, no matter how hidden it is, it will be sensed... Unfortunately... The specific investigation file was Aristotle took it and gave it to the Greek conscripts under his command. I'm afraid it has been taken to Africa now."
"Then wait." Qin Ye lazily got into the car: "Didn't you tell me? Every day at midnight, I approach the cemetery at the junction of Yin and Yang. There are still a few hours left."
time flies. There is such a thing as a mobile phone, and it is always dawning unconsciously. So, when I listened to the other party's phone with indifference on his face. Qin Ye looked unhappy.
It's only been a few hours!
Can you let Yama happily swipe your phone for a while
You really hit me against my motivation to look for electrical energy!
"It's started." Tingli didn't bother to pay attention to him, and raised his chin towards the ancient ruins. Qin Ye looked over, and his eyes suddenly became serious.
Moonlight is like washing. Sprinkled in the Gobi. It brings an eerie tranquility to this site more than 700 years ago.
Just under the moonlight... The bricks on the central abutment actually exuded a trace of pitch-black light!
"Yin qi?" His eyes lit up, and he jumped out of the car in one step, stroking his hand carefully, frowning again: "How could it be possible... When I touch it during the day, even when yang qi is at its peak, it doesn't matter. Might not sense…”
"It's not just yin..." Just when he was wondering, Di Ting pressed his paw on his nose and pressed him back three meters: "Stay away."
Qin Ye wisely avoided danger.
The things that can make Dili listen dignified are definitely not what he can touch now.
"I really didn't expect... to see this thing..." Zhen Ting seemed to be a little emotional, and turned around the abutment a few times. Then he sighed: "Boy, do you know what this is?"
Before Qin Ye could speak, he let out a long sigh, "The picture of the six ghost kings... This is a Yama-level existence, with the names of the six ghost kings written in Yin characters."