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Zhao Jiusi is the only son of the four generations. Just like the old man Zhao said, a seedling in a thousand hectares of land was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, and he was pampered and raised. How could he have suffered such bullying and humiliation?He grabbed the dagger and stabbed at Fusu. When Fusu dodged, he held the dagger made of mahogany and pointed it at his heart. Not strong enough to drive this broken piece of wood /into/ into my heart!"

This is the first time that Fusu has been frightened. Before, no matter what, he had the chance to win, but at this moment he knew that Zhao Jiusi had Ying Zheng's determination in his bones, and he absolutely did what he said. He drifted away from Zhao Jiusi in an instant. Meters away, restraining his trembling voice, he tried to speak calmly: "If you want to stab me, stab me, I am deceiving you...I was wrong...you...don't be impulsive."

"Get lost!" Zhao Jiusi said angrily.

Fusu had no choice but to disappear gradually.

With a gloomy face, Zhao Jiusi kicked over the low stool on the coffee table, smashing everything in the house, then sat calmly on the debris-strewn ground, picked up the phone and called Lin Sen.

After the call was connected, Lin Sen's calm and gentle voice came from the other side: "Hello? What's the matter?"

Zhao Jiusi said slowly, "Want to visit the interior of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum?"

An unbelievable voice came from the other end of the phone: "How is it possible! You have recovered your memory!?" Then he realized that he had slipped the tongue, and quickly explained, "I just called my grandfather and confirmed that you are indeed Ying Zheng. Reincarnation."

"Heh..." Zhao Jiusi chuckled, noncommittal, and still said slowly: "The memory has not been recovered, but I have a reason to go. Moreover, only I can lead you to the correct entrance and avoid all the traps... ..."

Hearing the word 'we' emphasized by Zhao Jiusi, Lin Sen raised his head and looked at the three people sitting beside him, and continued calmly: "Then you set a time, we can do it anytime, that's it It's settled, bye." After hanging up the phone, Lin Sen heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at the three people sitting beside him, the youngest of the three was approaching age, and the oldest had gray hair.

The oldest man among them said, "Your grandpa never cooperates with us, and when Zhao Jiusi is mentioned, he gives me Tai Chi. It's disgusting!"

The middle-aged man in his 40s wore a pair of elegant gold-rimmed glasses. Compared with the old man, he wanted to be calm, "Mr. Qian, don't be angry. Aren't we the forest master Youlin? He is a generation of Fengshui practitioners." The best of the best."

Another 50-year-old man with a slightly fat body said: "Don't say that there is nothing left, is this Zhao Jiusi reliable? Is he really the reincarnation of Ying Zheng?"

Lin Sen said indifferently: "Ten/eight/nine times can't be wrong. My grandfather approved his life and wanted to name him Zhao Zheng. There is no one who can use the name of the First Emperor. And My grandfather once inadvertently revealed that this Zhao Jiusi has a very big background, so let us have less contact with him. Now think about it, even if his family is the third generation of red, how powerful can it be, worthy of my grandfather's words? Others I don’t know, you still don’t know? A talisman drawn by my grandfather is worth seven figures. Most importantly, I have also given him a life. It is indeed as expensive as the rumors. This is not an ordinary emperor. The nobles of the generals are the nobles with great luck from the sky. To put it bluntly, it is the Ziwei Emperor Star in ancient legends, and the real dragon descended into the world. No matter how you think about it, you can’t overestimate the nobles. It’s a pity Yes, his status in this world cannot bear the nobility that comes with his fate, and sooner or later he will be overwhelmed by this nobility, and he will die prematurely."

The chubby man then said, "Even if he is the reincarnation of Ying Zheng, he also said that his memory has not recovered. How do you know that he can take us in safely?"

The old man called Mr. Qian sighed: "I don't want anything else, the elixir of life..."

The man wearing glasses said, "What's the matter with Mr. Qian? If there is only one elixir of life, it must be given to you first. Mr. Li and I are only interested in what's inside."

Mr. Li, who is slightly fat, paused for a moment, and expressed his opinion: "Not to mention, the things inside are indeed ancient and unparalleled. For example, there must be six emperors. Look at the four bronze chariots and horses of the terracotta warriors. How far has it reached? The chariot and horse are half the size of a real person, made of bronze as a whole, and the gold and silver ornaments used can reach 14 kilograms. The whole car is assembled by more than 3500 parts such as casting, welding, snap-in buckle connection, and living hinges. Successful! The most frightening thing is that the bronze umbrella can still move to shade the sun! You can hide weapons in the umbrella handle! Is this a craft from more than 2000 years ago?" Mr. Li became more and more excited as he spoke, and even stood up, looking at the other people and saying : "Mr. Qian, Mr. Sun, in my lifetime, I just want to see with my own eyes the legendary flying swallows in the underground palace, the six emperors of heaven, mercury, mountains and rivers, and the sun, moon and stars inlaid with various treasures! This life is worth it!! "

Mr. Sun, the man with glasses, nodded calmly. He was obviously not interested in what Mr. Li said. He was only interested in how much these things could sell for.He cleared his voice, stood up, and concluded, "That's it for today, Mr. Qian, let your grandson be quiet and stop wandering around in front of Zhao Jiusi. Our 'His Majesty the First Emperor' seems to have guessed a lot of things secretly."

The gray-haired Qian Zong waved his hands impatiently, "It's up to you to say, I've already made arrangements for that little bastard. He will go abroad in a few days and go to a university abroad. Anyway, he is a ignorant person. Going out If it is gold-plated, it will be a sea turtle after all, and there will be less resistance to taking over the family business in the future."

The grandson of Mr. Qian secretly said, "I want to ask His Majesty the Great First Emperor to bless him and get admitted to a good university." 'In order to encourage everyone to travel to Xi'an, Shaanxi, to pay homage to the culprit of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum and Fusu Tomb.