Bo Ye's little ancestor has made a sensation in the world again

Chapter 173 Master Bo is really brotherly;
Standing in the valley, Chenlong, who watched Baogucheng board the plane, felt a little puzzled.

In fact, the DNA report can also be sent over with photos, why do you have to pick it up in person?
Of course, considering that this is a secret of the army, it is not suitable for transmission through the network, so as not to leak the secret, it makes sense for a real person to go and get it.

but!
Master Bo just went to get a report, why did he feel a well-organized aura from Master Bo's whole body?
I washed my hair and took a shower early in the morning, my leather boots were specially polished, and my belt was replaced with a new one.

Usually Mr. Bo wears a white shirt with a thin windbreaker, and he doesn't roll up his sleeves to show off his arms. Isn't it cold when flying a plane?

Chenlong wondered for a long time.

In the end, it can only be boiled down to the fact that Mr. Bo really has a deep brotherly love, and it is so precious to get a report, bathe and burn incense, and his clothes are fresh and clean.

This is the brotherhood of life.

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Bo Gucheng controlled the fighter plane and accelerated it all the way up.

Look down in mid-air.

The arrangement of the graves in the valley was exceptionally clear, and it was indeed an incomparably precise six-pointed star circle as he had perceived last night.

Or, a closed-loop alien gossip array.

He remembered last night, when the grave-digging soldiers exclaimed in the last pit: "Fuck, Bo Shuai, this last coffin... unexpectedly, it is... a tomb of clothes!"

Clothes mound.

As the name suggests, only the clothes of the owner were buried, but no body.

Soldiers lifted the coffin out of the ground.

In the jade coffin in front of him, there was only a gorgeous light golden robe.

His pupils narrowed inexplicably.

Somewhere in my heart, there was an indescribable feeling, and I grabbed it tightly.

How would you describe that feeling?
It seemed that the robe had a dark power, grabbing his eyeballs firmly, and even pulling him in.

It was like the feeling when he stared at the abyss of the grave for the first time, as if he was about to be pulled in and swallowed by the abyss.

He managed to pull his eyes away.

He glanced around lightly, but found that there was no one else like him.

The soldiers were all excited and gossiping about this special and rare coffin, completely unaffected and not tired by the cold clothes:
"Wow, what era are these clothes? Why haven't I seen them? I haven't seen this kind of ancient robes even in TV dramas!"

"I'm afraid this cloth isn't made of gold. It's so flashing that I'm almost blind."

"Gold-thread clothes? Could it be the kind of golden-thread clothes worn by gods as mentioned in ancient poems?"

"It's amazing... I'm afraid it will be comparable to the next mountain, digging out the cemetery of Empress Nuwa?"

"Fuck, the question is, why did those bastards who killed Si Snake bury Si Snake and Golden Thread Clothes together? Normal people wouldn't bury this luxury with their enemies, would they?"

"Let's take it back to the imperial capital and study it for archaeologists..."

now.

Sitting in the cockpit of the plane, Bao Gucheng seemed to flash the "Golden Clothes" in front of his eyes again.

The faint golden glow is a bit brighter than pure gold, it seems to be woven by the sun, that kind of noble shock is indescribable.

It is definitely a treasure-level cultural relic.

But he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Bao Gucheng took a deep breath and suppressed the doubts in his heart.

He is a tactical expert, good at arranging troops and controlling the most complicated and difficult situations macroscopically.

Therefore, he firmly believes that all puzzles will have answers.

I can't find it now, just because the puzzle of the answer has not been fully presented, and it is useless to think about it.

The urban area of ​​Qingcheng is already under your feet.

He's off to meet his girl.

(End of this chapter)