I'm not immortal

Chapter 207 Under the Maoling Mausoleum, a young man in strange clothes

"Maoling Earthquake?"

Jiang Qi was attracted by a news pushed on his mobile phone.

Out of the curiosity and intuition of a history student, Jiang Qi opened this piece of news.

The source of the news is the Kyushu News official website, and its authenticity is beyond doubt.

According to the news, just this afternoon, there was a small-scale weak earthquake in Maoling, and there were no casualties.

Originally, such a small-scale or even insignificant geographical disaster was not worth reporting.

But Maoling's historical status is a bit high.

This is the mausoleum of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and there are also the tombs of Wei Qing and Huo Qubing around it!

It can be said that the three monarchs and ministers shined for an era and carved an indelible mark in Kyushu.

Especially Huo Qubing.

The young general's experience, even if the current online novel is written to the end, a system must be set up to open it up.

Otherwise there is no logic at all.

But Huo Qubing really did it.

Just 2000 years ago, it was in the history of Huanghuang!
It can almost be said that no one knows the champion, no one knows Fenglangjuxu!

In such a place, it's fine if there is no accident, and if there is an accident, it will be no small matter.

Especially an earthquake!

You know, the most likely problem with this kind of deep underground mausoleum is an earthquake!
Once there is a crack, it may be a rescue excavation that sweeps most of the archaeological world!
Jiang Qi looked at the news carefully, and found that there was no word about Maoling and the surrounding Huo Qubing tomb and Wei Qing's tomb.

"Drip."

Just about to turn off the phone, the communicator in Jiang Qi's pocket suddenly rang.

It's Director Qian's newsletter.

"Little friend Jiang Qi, something happened. Is it possible to contact Master, or you can ask Master a question instead of us?"

Director Qian's dignified voice came from the communicator, without any politeness, straight to the point.

"What happened?"

Jiang Qi froze for a moment, subconsciously looked at the news on the phone.

Director Qian's voice followed closely: "Have you read the news? It's the one about the Maoling earthquake."

"just saw."

Jiang Qi's expression changed, and after answering, he waited for Director Qian's next words.

"Actually, it's not that nothing happened, or that there was only one accident!"

Director Qian's voice carried an inconceivable meaning.

"This small earthquake is very strange. Maoling is not in the earthquake zone. Even if it happened, such a weak magnitude should not affect Maoling."

"But the comrades over there reported after the earthquake."

"Huo Qubing's tomb is cracked!"

"And there is a strong wave of Xuan Qi!"

When Jiang Qi heard this, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

Is there any problem with Huo Qubing?

Is it as recorded in history?
Jiang Qi knew, definitely not.

In those days, people could not even feel the decline of Reiki.

Xuanxiu is not limited to Kyushu.

If the Huns at that time did not have Xuanxiu, it would be the biggest strange thing!

And if you think about it with your toes, how could Huo Qubing, who defeated the Huns and even captured a group of high-level Huns in his first battle, be an ordinary person?

Xuan Qi fluctuates, Huo Qubing's tomb changes, it would be strange if there is no connection!

"Was the earthquake originally caused by the mutation in Huo Qubing's tomb?"

Jiang Qi asked in a deep voice.

"So far it looks like that."

Director Qian's voice couldn't hear much emotional fluctuations, but Jiang Qi could tell that he was deliberately suppressing it.

"In the back, the comrades over there went to investigate the scene and found that the crack went straight to Huo Qubing's coffin!"

"Someone ventured in and took a look."

"The coffin has been opened!"

"It was opened from the inside! Not as early as we didn't know, but today!"

"After the change!"

"There is no corpse inside!"

Director Qian's voice was not loud, but his emotions were obviously beyond his control.

"So, the meaning above is, ask Senior Nuoqian if he ever knew Huo Qubing."

Maoling.

This famous mausoleum is now a county seat next to it.

This is also a kind of economic realization, relying on the mountain to eat the mountain.

“Special big gluten!”

"Hot Noodles with Sesame Paste!"

"Mom, I want to eat, Zhengxin Chicken Chop!"

"You love me and I love you, Mixue Bingcheng is sweet."

In a night market near Maoling, all kinds of cries came and went.

A young man was walking on the street, looking left and right with great interest, and occasionally stopped in front of a stall, moved his nose, and left with a little regret.

The young man was wearing a loose white robe, which had an extremely ancient meaning, and it didn't look like a modern attire at all.

The boy was full of heroism, with sharp sword eyebrows, long hair hanging loose, but not a bit feminine, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking lazy, but he could still feel the brilliance of a falcon.

Walking on the street, he attracted countless eyes, on the one hand because of the boy's outstanding appearance, and on the other hand because of the boy's unique attire.

Of course, people just think it's a novelty, and there aren't too many mavericks these days.

"Brother, can you add a contact information?"

At this time, several young and beautiful girls walked up to the boy, and the most beautiful one picked up the phone with a sweet smile.

The boy didn't speak, just shook his head slightly.

"Oh, it's fate to see you, why don't you add it?"

The girl said persistently.

By the way, I flicked my hair a bit, which is quite a bit coquettish.

The boy still smiled and shook his head.

Seeing this, the girls left together without any intention of entanglement.

The boy didn't look back, and continued to walk forward, and suddenly moved his thin lips, talking to himself.

"The mobile phone is the thing that can buy food?"

His tone of voice was odd, at least to modern ears.

The young man looked at the various small stalls that were full of smoke and fire around him, and his eyes were undetectable. After thinking for a while, he walked into a dark alley.

Behind him, the three tourists turned around and walked in very naturally at different times. No one noticed this little episode.

After the three walked into the alley, they looked at each other.

"Lost?"

asked the leader.

"It's normal. If it's really that person, it's strange that we can keep up."

"It can be paid back before."

The leader interrupted his subordinates and bowed his hands towards the empty alley.

"These people have no malicious intentions. I believe the general can also see that. The general must have led the people here for no purpose. Please take the time to see the general."

"identity."

The weird voice came from the darkness, carrying a somewhat interesting meaning.

"According to what the general can understand, we should be the contemporary Habayashi Army!"

"laugh"

There was an insignificant sound, and the top of the head of the three of them felt pain almost at the same time.

"tread"

Accompanied by crisp footsteps, the boy's figure emerged from the darkness, with his palm spread out, and inside were three hairs.

"Although those fellows in Habayashi are incompetent, they are not comparable to you."

The expressions of the three of them tightened at the same time, they can easily pluck your hair, and naturally they can also penetrate the Tianling Gai more easily!

"I wonder if the general has seen this?!"

The leading member of the Mystery Bureau didn't dare to procrastinate, took out his phone, opened a picture, and on it was a Nuo face!
Dark blue, Nuo face with tall horns!
If Jiang Qi was here, he would find that this Nuo mask is almost exactly the same as the one he wore at first!
The boy casually moved his gaze over, and then froze.

The tone is no longer relaxed, but has a majestic meaning, as if it is an unquestionable order, which makes people surrender unconsciously.

"Take me to meet the owner of this mask!"

(End of this chapter)