"Yes." Uncle Ming nodded and said, "Eighty percent of the things stored in this coffin are the true body of Qin Shihuang."

Speaking of this, Uncle Ming pointed to the country map on the platform with his hand: "Dingdang, do you know what these nine maps represent? They represent the thirty-six counties of Jiuzhou in the Qin Dynasty. It is recorded in "Historical Records"

After Qin Shihuang unified the world, he divided the world into Jizhou, Yanzhou, Qingzhou, Xuzhou, Yangzhou, Jingzhou, Liangzhou, Yongzhou and Yuzhou. He also subdivided thirty-six counties on the basis of Jizhou, thinking that this could be maintained.

The centralization of power in the Qin Dynasty ensured that the Qin Dynasty would stand firm for thousands of years."

"Qin Shihuang carved the territory of Kyushu under his golden coffin, with the Big Dipper in the Hall of Stars shining brightly, and the Milky Way representing all corners of the world flowing under his feet. He will never forget the country in his hands until his death! Still wants to be there?

The underworld will continue to rule the world." Uncle Ming laughed and said: "It's just that he never expected until his death that he would expand his territory and work hard all his life to lose at the hands of his son..."

I couldn't help but sigh, this is history.

History is always full of all kinds of contingency, and no one knows who will have the last laugh!

If Qin Shihuang had not died of illness early, there would have been no civil strife in the Qin Dynasty, and the peasant army would not have dared to revolt, because Qin Shihuang was always a devil-like existence in the hearts of the people in the world. He was invincible and invincible.

Just when Uncle Ming and I were about to get closer to the coffin to take a closer look, the screams of the fat man suddenly came from behind, like a pig being killed. I knew that this damn fat man must have caused trouble again, so I quickly turned around to take a look at it.

The fat man fell to the ground in disgrace, and his entire backpack was filled with various agates and jade.

And directly in front of the fat man, the statue of Qin Shihuang, which originally had its back to us, turned around with a rumble. It was obvious that the fat man was trying to pry the treasure everywhere, and finally triggered the mechanism of the main tomb!

"Fat man, are you okay?" I asked.

At this moment, the fat man looked pale, pointed at the statue, and stammered: "Dingdang, look at Qin Shihuang's face, what the hell is this?"

"Face?" I curiously raised the flashlight a little higher. It didn't matter if I didn't look at it. When I looked at it, the flashlight fell from my hand with a clang, and I let out a scream.

OMG!

The statue had its back to us just now, so we couldn't see anything. Now I turned around, and I clearly saw that Qin Shihuang in the statue actually had a huge sheep head on his head, and his whole body was glowing with a mysterious red light.

What's even more terrifying is that this sheep's head has no nose and mouth, but is densely studded with many human eyes.

These eyes almost cover the entire face. Each eye is as big as a ping pong ball. The pupils are extremely red, and there seems to be something like insects squirming slightly inside. Hundreds of pairs of eyes are blinking like this.

Me, I just feel goosebumps all over the floor, as if I'm being stared at by countless ghosts who won't rest in silence, and it's hard to move even one step.

"Is this... is this really Qin Shi Huang?" I took a breath and said, "How could Qin Shi Huang be a monster?"

I no longer dare to look at these eyes. These eyes seem to contain a powerful magic power, which directly hits my soul and makes all my trypophobia, insect phobia, and other phobias go away.

.

Uncle Ming and Miss Fourth were also surprised for a while, but these two veterans were obviously much calmer than me.

The fourth girl looked at the statue and said, "Those eyes seem to be alive."

"It's alive. You can see that the blood vessels connected to each eyeball are squirming." Uncle Ming replied: "It's just that I boast that I have read all the history of the Qin Dynasty, but I have never seen any official history or unofficial history.

History mentions the strange custom of inlaying living human eyeballs into statues..."

"Besides, after thousands of years, how can these eyeballs be alive? Even the organ preservation technology of modern medicine can only guarantee a survival period of twenty-four hours at most! Could this be immortality?"

At the mention of immortality, Uncle Ming's dull eyes immediately revealed a glimmer of light. He looked at the statue carefully, not daring to miss any detail.

Suddenly, he pointed at the tablet held in the left hand of the statue and shouted: "This tablet is not integrated with the statue. Try and see if you can pull the tablet out!"

I took a closer look, and it seemed that it was really the case. There was indeed a slight gap between the left hand of the letter and the statue. Uncle Ming's eyes were indeed poisonous, and he was worthy of being the ruthless character who escaped from Li Si's tomb.

As soon as Uncle Ming finished speaking, the fourth girl jumped up and lightly took the letter from the hand of Qin Shihuang's statue.

Uncle Ming couldn't wait to grab the slip, only to see that it was filled with words densely written in small regular script. Uncle Ming just glanced at it and fell deeply into it, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

I called him several times during the process, but he didn't respond. If it weren't for the muttering in his mouth, I would have thought he was dead.

We didn't dare to disturb Uncle Ming and waited quietly for him to digest the information in the slip. After all, Uncle Ming was the most experienced expert on the history of the Qin Dynasty in the team, and the answers he gave were the most authoritative.

After a full twenty minutes, Uncle Ming reluctantly closed the slip. He exclaimed with great excitement: "It's so amazing. It turns out that Qin Shihuang actually has such a mysterious history that is unknown to everyone!"

"What mysterious history, don't keep it secret, tell me quickly," the fat man shouted.

"Okay." Maybe Uncle Ming was tired. He sat on the ground, took a breath and then said: "This letter is actually the autobiography written by Qin Shihuang for himself. In fact, he and Li Si had written about it long before Qin Shihuang annexed the six countries.

Got it, the reason why Li Si came out to help Qin Shihuang was because the two of them reached an agreement in private! Li Si helped Qin Shihuang wipe out the six countries, and Qin Shihuang needed to help Li Si find something when he wanted to unify the world..."

"Is that an iron box?" I asked in shock.

"Yes, it's the iron box." Uncle Ming said: "However, later, when Qin Shihuang, who was seriously ill, learned that the iron box actually contained the secret of immortality, he gradually began to regret it! He also slowly began to alienate Li Si and sent countless informants.

Monitor Li Si’s every move.”

"Li Si detained Xu Fu who returned to China and experimented on boys and girls, all under the nose of Qin Shihuang. When I went to Li Si's tomb, I have been curious. History clearly records that Xu Fu took 500 boys and girls to the east.

Please tell me why there are only 300 boys and girls in Li Si's tomb. In fact, the remaining 200 boys and girls were kidnapped by Qin Shihuang..."

"As Qin Shihuang's condition became more and more serious, his desire for immortality also became greater and greater. Finally, during his fifth tour to the south, he commissioned Feng Shui master Zhu Xiantao to make a stone according to the instructions of the iron box.

It’s a longevity medicine, take it in a hurry.”

"But this farce of immortality obviously failed, and Qin Shihuang turned into a monster with a sheep's head. He did not dare to show his true colors, so when he came to the south, he entrusted the eunuch Zhao Gao to fabricate the bad news that he died of illness.

.In fact, he himself escaped from his golden cicada shell and came to the spirit ship in Lishan Mountain, dug out the eyes of the two hundred boys and girls who had turned into immortal monsters, and embedded them in his own face!" said

Here, even Uncle Ming trembled in fear.

I didn't expect Qin Shihuang to be so perverted, but what was he going to do with so many eyes?

Facing my question, Uncle Ming smiled bitterly and said: "There is not much mention in this letter. It seems that the iron box is too mysterious. Even Qin Shihuang is not willing to say more. He just said that this method is called: Ascending Immortal Eye.

By embedding it on yourself through secret techniques, you can survive forever."

"As for why so many eyes are inlaid, it's because this Immortal Eye will close one every hundred years. As long as the eyes don't close completely, Qin Shihuang will always be alive and have a sense of his own, but he can't move or speak.

That’s all.”

"Qin Shihuang probably wanted to use this method to hang his own life, so that his subordinates would have enough time to understand the secret of immortality and resurrect him, right?" Uncle Ming said: "It's a pity that people are not as good as God, and soon the Qin Dynasty will

He is dead, and his group of henchmen have also fallen into disgrace, and no one will remember him..."

"Uncle Ming, do you mean that Qin Shihuang is still alive? He is sleeping in Naya's coffin." The fat man's little eyes rolled around.

The fat man’s question made us all take a deep breath.

If Qin Shihuang is really alive, then what should he be? A super giant rice dumpling? A monster? Or a vegetable?

"I don't know whether I'm alive or not. I only know that the key to the iron box must be in this golden coffin." After speaking, Uncle Ming raised his head and recited: "The king of Qin swept Liuhe, what a great tiger eye! Swing your sword to cut through the floating clouds,

All the princes came from the west, and seven hundred thousand prisoners were sentenced to death in Tuli Mountain. They were still collecting elixirs, but their confusion made their hearts sad."

"Haha, even though you, Qin Shihuang, are the emperor of the ages, you are just a poor old man in the face of death. We are all equal, the same." Uncle Ming's eyes were full of fanaticism, and he made a nervous cry

Smiling, he couldn't help but walk step by step towards the golden coffin placed on the platform.

"Secret of Immortality, here I come! I don't want to die. I still have a lot of things to do. My liver cancer can be cured. All diseases can be cured. I am also willing to become a monster, as long as I am not allowed to die.

…”

The pain from the wound made Uncle Ming fall to the ground wailing, but he still crazily crawled toward the golden coffin, as if that was where his hope lay.

The fourth girl, Fatty, and Wang Yuanchao and I all turned our heads with complicated expressions, not wanting to look.

This time, Uncle Ming is really crazy. Isn’t he a reflection of all the ambitious people in the world?

I really feel sad for him.

Just when I was thinking about how to open Qin Shihuang's coffin, there was a sudden sound of a bowstring in the main tomb room, and a fiery red arrow flew in from outside the door and inserted straight into Uncle Ming's back.
Chapter completed!